Sunday, January 23, 2011
I declined to mention that since Christmas break, I have been growing a mustache. That’s right, a creepy, disgusting, wonderfully awesome and powerful mustache. The competition was fierce among the other participants in the squadron, and I’m sorry to say my upper lip was undeserving of an award. The cookout/get-together was a lot of fun, and LT Ahlen put some time into a funny video that hopefully won’t keep getting shut down by Sony and Fox. Damn digital copyrights. I made some pulled pork and a homemade BBQ sauce that got me quite a few compliments. I just wish that I hadn’t been drinking the night before when I was creating the “Mustache Juice” and wrote down what I put in there. Haha. Maybe I can figure it out before the Superbowl. Enjoy the pics, more to come soon…
Monday, January 17, 2011
I didn’t know what to do with these pictures. I don’t think I’ll get enough MAFs (Maintenance Action Forms) to make it a post on its own, so I decided to just lump these pics together because they made me laugh. Enjoy.
Friday, January 14, 2011
RI’s complete! I made it! Check ride went well, and now I can move on to the rest of the syllabus. It is great to have this monkey off my back. So this is my last solo in the mighty TH-57C (at least at the controls). I chose to go to Tallahassee because it is about as far as I can get on one tank of gas. I’ve got a few friends there, my buddy Todd and my lady friend Jamilyn. We met up at Momo’s for one of their ridiculously large pizzas. In case you don’t recognize the bum sitting next to me in a flight suit… that is Zach Moorer. Zach and I did all of our CCXs (Cross Country flights) together and were partners in RI Sims. I requested that he be my ride-along, and I’m glad that Skeds hooked it up. The flight was fun, thankfully uneventful, and now on to the rest of the program. I am on pace to get out of here late Feb or early March. If I get my number one choice I’ll end up flying HSC in Guam. I really want to live overseas again, living in Italy for three years was awesome, now I want to try the other coast. Here are some pics of my solo.
Saturday, January 8, 2011
That picture of KP still maes me crack up... (last pic, dude with the 'stache) When I first took these pictures, I thought about how they might look (um, bad?) to someone who doesn’t really understand the program here, or how our day progresses. This was a second or third bad weather day in a row. The majority of the room had been in squadron spaces prior to 6am, completed a weight and balance, checked weather, and briefed the flight (takes 30 min to 2 hours depending on the brief). Then the waiting game. Because this is a training command and our mission is the safe completion of an “X”, we don’t push forward with a flight if the weather looks rough. I think that for almost 3 days in a row the ready room looked like this. The Xbox was fired up b/c the BCS championship was days away, and we were running our own simulations. The CO used one of the days to give a rundown of things that the squadron is up to, and what we can expect over the next couple months. I thought it was really cool, reminded me of an old school Captain's Call and got the students involved. Only a couple more flights to go and then I am finished with RI’s, hopefully we get some good weather.
Tuesday, January 4, 2011
Monday, January 3, 2011
This year I decided not to spend the holidays with my family. Due to some of the drama going on down south, I thought it might be better for me to take a little road trip, visit some friends, and try out some debauchery in another city besides Pensacola for a week or two. Besides a little stroll through Zoo lights in Gulf Breeze, very little of my Christmas was conventional. I’m glad I at least did see the lights, it is nice to know even Santa prefers helos over jets. Anyways… faced with a plethora of options, I started by packing a bag and heading to New Orleans. My buddy Ben lives out there and has a really cool loft apartment right downtown. After a few nights of $100 bar tabs, waking up wearing beads and neon necklaces, and a fuzzy memory of a 4-foot-something Asian girl pulling a knife on me… it was time to move on (true story!). The next closest city with some good friends was Jacksonville, FL. I didn’t stop except for gas until I got there. I was fortunate to spend some time with my buddy Jack, his wife Jackie (??? Awesome?), and my buddy Will. Will is on that new crazy LCS ship that utilizes a jet-drive like a huge waverunner, and joysticks instead of a normal helm. After a cool tour of the ship (which will get its own post) I looked into hanging out with my old buddy Mitch Duggan. Mitch was a Senior Chief when I met him, and we became friends going to school together on the weekend. He is retired now, and we went to the same hole in the wall that we would frequent for liquid lunches before returning to class. If you play golf in Jax, I’m sure you are familiar. Murray’s. It was good to see you buddy. After that, it was time to head back and get back in the groove to finish RI’s. It was a good break, and I came home with some good stories. No regrets.