Just How Great Are Your Geography Skills?

I don't know how true this is to being a pilot considering they have things like maps, instruments, a set course, and air traffic controllers directing them, but it is quite fun and addicting. Perhaps even more so if you actuall think you know a thing or two about Geography. Give it a shot. I dare ya.

After the Boxes its Party Time

Busy busy weekend coming up!

Firstly (I love saying that. Even if it's not, well, prolly not, good English and S&SG will make fun of me endlessly for using it) I gots to work. Go me!

Then, Hal the Hail Magnet will be making his way to me for the first time ever. It's like a giant blind date. But I hear he gets good gas mileage, so I suppose I can look over the fact that he was DAMAGED before I've even finished PURCHASING it.

That's followed up with a family reunion. Not just Daddy, lil sis, and me, but the whole paternal side enchilada. Most of whom I haven't seen in a loooong time. Other's it's been a month. So party all around.

Dragging Plastic Sleds

For the past few weeks, when I stepped on the brakes, my rear brakes would make a noise that sounded a lot like I was dragging a plastic sled across gravel. So I promptly called up my favorite mechanic aka dad, and asked him about it. He would just, "hummmm."

Finally, I just came out and asked him:

"Is it my brake pads?"

"Probably."

"How urgent is it?" (as I look at the bleak endless abyss that is my rising debt and empty checkbook)

"Well, someday you're going to step on the brakes and keep going." (Which pretty much translates to NOW STUPID!)

So I check in with my other favorite mechanic, who's much more of a local. After a nice drive just missing rush hour traffic, being made fun of by guys who know my dad pretty well because I was lucky enough to just pay parts & not labor, and one great big hug, I headed home sans one hub cap that rode in the trunk. (damned fancy hub caps!)

I can now stop in peace.

Road Trip!

Yesterday, I had a job interview up north. Way up north. Not quite to Alaska, or Canada even, but it was a good five hour jaunt one way. I'm so lucky my friends love me. Sweet and Sour Goth is such a doll and acted as my co-mapper/deer spotter/water bottle opener/hand me that bag of chips sidekick.

I think the interview went well. The school district is small, almost what you could call tiny, but there are lots of attractive things about it besides it being, you know, a full time job.

The trip up however is VERY LONG. I'm no closer to the 'rents, but I'm not farther away either. There's beautiful scenery up thatta way. Strangely enough, it looks alot like the 'rents' place out in NoDak.

I got my road trip in, even if it wasn't where I was planning on going, or when I was planning on going. Although I got sort of crabby and spacey at the end it was very satisfying. SS&G even made eyes with the Gas Station Hottie.