Date night

~~~~~~~`~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~(Picture used by permission)....Mike F's watching the kids for the night, so AM (Flying Vanessa??) and I brought the tandem bike down to Pacific beach for an overnighter. We put 14 miles on the bike, had an appetizers only dinner at a fusion cuisine place. Then looked at tile for the new room. Came back to the Beach Haven Inn to warm up and change then a pub crawl, all on the tandem bike. Unseasonably warm. AM, who would be cold in Death Valley in July, was warm enough to get a little sun.
Marriage maintenance courtesy of Mike F. who often steps up to watch the kids. (He's 'Uncle Mike'). AM and I have known each other since we were 16, dated since we were 23. Still dating. I hope she keeps me
On the off chance someone single is reading this blog---find someone out of your league, pursue her relentlessly, and treat her like gold so she can brag to her friends. That's my formula at least.

Al Gore is full of crap

``````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````This is my home. In San Diego County. We live 30 miles north of Mexico, and 34 miles from the Pacific ocean. We're just about as southwest as you can get and still be on land. This picture was after two days of melt, too. Not that I'm complaining; everyone had a ball and the sledding was good, but te sooner people see A.G. was just a guy who is trying to find his place in the world after losing to GWB, and not a climatologist, the better.
I'm going to think of a way to tie the coming ice age to corporate greed and run for president.

On the skids

Officially started crewchief training today. I'd always rather be downside doing the patient care stuff, but it's time to get out of my comfort zone.
Way outside my comfort zone. They're starting me off with the 'short haul' evolution, so instead of using the hoist it's a length of rope with a sandbag attached. You have to give the pilot commands to reference closure to the target, and judge the elevation of the sandbag off the ground, without causing any swing. It's really hard to look straight down a 200' rope and judge how far off the ground it is, especially when the ground isn't flat. At night. With night vision goggles. You still have to pay attention to the radios and look for other flying things in the area too. I really didn't impress anyone today. Even so, I made the effort to snap a pic for you