I hate airliners, at least all the copters I've been in had enough legroom. They weren't so bad back in the pre-terrorist days when I could fly up front, but that ended. Gotta admit sumptin... thought of getting in another helicopter scares me, would I really want to give them another chance at me? Love flying in little planes, though, especially when I'm the only one in it. Kinda like a motorcycle, but with a better view. Always wanted to fly inna open cockpit biplane, never got to. Place near here gave rides (for money, of course) inna ancient Stearman biplane, wanted to try that, but they crashed it before I could. Wrote off the plane, but the two guys were ok. I still wouldn't have wanted to be on that last flight...

 

How the hell is it warmer up there than down here? That ain't right. If I'm cold, you oughta be freezing yer nuts off...

 

That's the part I hate about flying it's so crowded. Only been in first class once it was better but still not like sitting in the cockpit I'm sure.I like the idea of getting from point A to point B in a couple hours but sometimes, when I'm stuck between a couple 300 pounders in a middle seat all I can thing is. I would rather be riding my Fatboy this is BS.

 

Moldy, 38 out with 3mph wind. sunshine couple clouds. stepped out on the deck in my bare feet. nice day out there. we do get nice weather ever now and then up here. usually aug 7th.

 

I ain't eating no bread out of a can. Meat out of a can is OK when necessary.

That's the most intelligent thing I have to say, so I'll just move along.

 

Absolute worse flight was from Phoenix to Scranton with a stop in Pittsburgh, years ago. I go to my aisle seat and there's a 300 lb woman next to me.She was very nice and started to apologize for the space she was taking up as soon as sat down. Little kid , in front of me starts screamin' and carryin' on...did it pretty much the whole flight. Across the aisle and one seat back is a woman who stats moanin' and gaggin' ,even before we started to taxi. Then...she starts throwing up!! Attendants come to help her and ask her if she'd like to get off the plane...she says that she has claustrophobia and wants to try to get through this. She moaned and gagged pretty much the whole flight to P'burgh. I had a bunch of Scotch.
We land in P'burgh, most people got off, only 3or 4 os left to fly through to Scranton. New attendant comes on and says to me " The other attendants told me what went on during this flight, that it was the flight from hell".. I said " Yeah and I was right in the middle of it". She apologized and took me up to First class and said drinks are on the house , what would you like. Big deal...a 45 minute flight.

 

Hi, Sco...T......that was very intelligent.

 

That brown bread out of a can?!? Holy crap, are you guys bringing back some memories. Here's the warning:

Do NOT, EVER, eat that canned brown bread. If you do, the first time you take a slice out of the toaster, slobber it with butter, and take a bite, you will be lost forever.

You've been warned.

 

I will not eat bread in a can, I will not eat it sam I am.

 

would it be THAT easy....there's a motor joint in town, but they ain't cheap.I heard about them A frames thou, they bring 4500.00 all day long in cali.