Air Joy

My son and I jumped in the plane this morning and flew to Los Banos with another friend. He and his wife flew in their plane. We walked across the street to eat at Country Waffles. Then we buzzed my wife and daughter and flew back home.

Later I took a kid and his dad for a ride in the plane today. They’re from our church. Really good people. It really makes my day to give rides to people who really love to fly. The dad has never been in anything smaller than a 6 seat Cessna, the kid has never been in any small plane (to my knowledge.) I need to put a mirror up so I can see their faces when I do high-G turns and pull-ups. My plane has tandem seating so I can’t really see the passenger’s face. Very relaxing morning.

The neighbor’s car

Tell me, am I just being crazy or what? The neighbor across the street has a HUGE corner lot. A two-car garage and accompanying driveway, yet he INSISTS on parking his car in front of my house. Well, not exactly, he’s crafty about where he parks. Right on the property line between my house and the next-door neighbors. Dead-center of a wheel-chair access ramp. Is it just me or is this plain rude? You could get 10 or 15 cars curbside in front of his house, you can get maybe 2 in front of mine, only 1 with his car parked there all the time. What a jerk. I’m praying for a “For Sale” sign to pop up in his front yard one of these days.

Okay, I’ve vented.