A little humor…

To start the week…

Pilots vs. control towers…

British Airways flight asks for push back clearance from terminal.

Control Tower: ‘And where is the world’s most experienced airline going today without filing a flight plan?’

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ATC: “Al Italia 345 continue taxi to 26L South via Tango – check for workers along taxiway.”

Al  Italia 345: “Roger, Taxi 26 Left via Tango. Workers checked – all are working”

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Nova  851: “Halifax Terminal, Nova 851 with you out of 13,000 for 10,000, requesting runway 15.”

Halifax Terminal (female): “Nova 851, Halifax, the last time I gave a pilot what he wanted I was on penicillin for three weeks. Expect runway 06.”

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Lost student pilot: “Unknown airport with Cessna 150 circling overhead, please identify yourself.”

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Tower:  Have you got enough fuel or not?

Pilot:  Yes.

Tower:  Yes what?

Pilot:  Yes SIR!

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Frankfurt Control: ‘AF1733, You are on an eight mile final for 27R. You have a UH-1 three miles ahead of you on final; reduce speed to 130 knots.’

Pilot: ‘Roger, Frankfurt. We’re bringing this big bird back to 130 fer ya.’

Control:  (a few moments later): ‘AF33, helicopter traffic at 90 knots now 11/2 miles ahead of you; reduce speed further to 110 knots.’

Pilot: ‘AF 33 reining this here bird back further to 110 knots.’

Control: ‘AF33, you are three miles to touchdown, helicopter traffic now one mile ahead of you; reduce speed to 90 knots’

Pilot (miffed): ‘Sir, do you know what the stall speed of this here C-130 is?’

Control: ‘No, but if you ask your co-pilot, he can probably tell you.’

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ATC: ‘Cessna 123, what are your intentions?

Cessna: ‘To get my Commercial Pilot’s License and Instrument Rating.’

ATC: ‘I meant in the next five minutes, not years.’

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Controller: AF123, say call sign of your wingman.

Pilot: Uh . . . Approach, we’re a single ship.

Controller:  Oh . . . oh, shit!  You have traffic!

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O’Hare Approach: USA212, cleared ILS runway 32L approach, maintain 250 knots.

USA212: Roger approach, how long do you need me to maintain that  speed?

O’Hare Approach: All the way to the gate if you can.

USA212: Ah, OK, but you better warn ground control.

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ATC:  Pan Am 1, descend to 3,000 ft on QNH, altimeter 1019.

Pan AM 1: Could you give that to me in inches?

ATC:  Pan Am 1, descend to 36,000 inches on QNH, altimeter 1019

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Cessna 152: ‘Flight Level Three Thousand, Seven Hundred’

Controller: ‘Roger, contact Houston Space Center.’

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Beech Baron: Uh, ATC, verify you want me to taxi in front of the 747.

ATC:  Yeah, it’s OK. He’s not hungry.

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Student Pilot: ‘I’m lost; I’m over a big lake and heading toward the big “E”.

Controller: ‘Make several 90 degree turns so I can identify you on radar.’ (short pause)…

Controller: ‘Okay then. That big lake is the Atlantic Ocean. Suggest you turn to the big “W” immediately…’

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Pilot: ‘Approach, Acme Flt 202, with you at 12,000′ and 40 DME.’

Approach:  ‘Acme 202, cross 30 DME at and maintain 8000′.’

Pilot:  ‘Approach, 202’s unable to make that descent rate.’

Approach:  ‘What’s the matter 202? Don’t you have speed brakes?’

Pilot: ‘Yup. But they’re for my mistakes, not yours.’

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Tower:  ‘American 123, and for your information, you were slightly to the left of the centerline on that approach.’

American 123:  ‘That’s correct; and, my First Officer was slightly to the right.’

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Controller: ‘USA353 contact Cleveland Center 135.60.  (pause)

Controller: ‘USA353 contact Cleveland Center 135.60!’  (pause)

Controller: ‘USA353 you’re just like my wife you never listen!’

Pilot: ‘Center, this is USA553, maybe if you called her by the right name you’d get a better response!’

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BB: ‘Barnburner 123, Request 8300 feet.’

Bay Approach: ‘Barnburner 123, say reason for requested altitude.’

BB:  ‘Because the last two times I’ve been at 8500, I’ve nearly been run over by some bozo at 8500 feet going the wrong way!’

Bay Approach: ‘That’s a good reason. 8300 approved.’

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Controller: ‘FAR1234 confirm your type of aircraft. Are you an Airbus 330 or 340?’

French pilot:  ‘A 340, of course!’

Controller: ‘Then would you mind switching on the two other engines and give me 1000 feet per minute,  please?’

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Tower:  ‘Cessna 123, turn right now and report your heading.’

Pilot:  ‘Wilco. 341, 342, 343, 344, 345…’

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Foreign Pilot Trainee: ‘Tower, please speak slowly, I am a baby in English and lonely in the cockpit.’

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Controller: ‘CRX600, are you on course to SUL?’

Pilot: ‘More or less.’

Controller: ‘So proceed a little bit more to SUL.’

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Pilot: ‘Good morning, Frankfurt ground, KLM 242 request start up and push back, please.’

Tower: ‘KLM 242 expect start up in two hours.’

Pilot:  ‘Please confirm: two hours delay?’

Tower:  ‘Affirmative.’

Pilot:  ‘In that case, cancel the good morning!’

She’s backkkk…

Jamie Wilson is back with another in her series about tradpub and what they are doing and not doing…

My first literary convention was in Evanston, Ind. A man I admired (and would one day marry) convinced me to come along with him and some friends. The guest of honor was Gary Gygax, the creator of the original Dungeons and Dragons. I still remember the thrill of that drive, the butterflies as we checked in, wandering wide-eyed through the huckster’s room (today they blandly call it the vendor’s hall), wishing I had enough money to buy everything in sight. I sat in on writing workshops and geeky panels, rolled dice in pickup D&D games with strangers, and soaked in the wonder of being surrounded by people who loved the same things I loved.

It was intoxicating. And as I began building a writing career, the layers of what conventions could offer only deepened. Later, I graduated to more professional gatherings. One of my favorites was the 2012 Romance Writers of America convention in Orlando. My family went to Disney World while I immersed myself in the business of writing. I casually chatted with Nora Roberts in a hallway. I sat in on marketing workshops that explained the power of long-tail sales and the different types of romance heroes. I hobnobbed with publishers, editors, and agents. It was a world where professional craft and fannish joy overlapped, where anyone, from an aspiring writer to the most established professional, could feel at home.

That’s what conventions and professional organizations once were: the living, breathing community of writers. Places where the walls between readers, writers, and publishers came down. A place of discovery, career building, and fellowship.

And then, slowly, the drift began.

Full article, HERE from PJ Media.

Go read the whole thing, and she has links at the bottom to the earlier articles in the series.

And our little ‘local’ con, P-Con even gets a mention!!!

And what she’s been saying is true, which is why a lot of us have gone Indie and keep begging for you to share our books with your friends. We can’t afford the advertising budget to get our names out there, and we’re never up for any awards because we’re Indie…

What really counts for us is the Benjamins. They help us pay for our covers, editing, and other costs incurred publishing our books.

Ouch…

Getting old SUCKS!

Fighting off back spasms, so no post for you. Go read the folks on the sidebar.

Sorry…

There’s old…

And then there is REALLY old school…

1924 Ford Model T fuel tanker. Unrestored (except seat was redone years ago).

Yes, the plate is correct and did belong to the Model T in 1924. The engine cranks over, and he also got the ‘air pump’ hook up that goes with the truck. The Model T could actually run on 2 cylinders and if you pulled the plugs and screwed in the ‘air pump’, you could actually put air in the tires (which they needed on a regular basis).

And it was used by the Continental Oil Co. distributor to take gasoline to the service stations.

This is the back of the tank, with the original Conoco logo vaguely visible…

Yes, those are original wheels. Wooden spoked, three piece, split rim wheels! And the fronts are also wooden spoked split rims.

The new owner is planning to ‘fix it up’, repairing the 2x4s the tank is sitting on, welding up the tank (after the rust repair), and hopefully keeping the old logo visible.

He said the engine turns over, so he plans to get it running again (since it has a battery to start it with, in addition to the crank). And will be part of an old gas station display in addition to his plan to drive it in parades. He said he already has another Model T so is familiar with their operation (and lack of stopping power, mechanical brakes ONLY on the rear wheels activated by a pushrod by the driver’s foot on the brake).

He was on his way to Houston to have the repairs started, and I hope I get to see it after it’s completed (And I hope he gets rid of the ‘new’ 1930 Conoco emblems on the doors)…

This…

Will be interesting…

President Donald Trump on Thursday announced his nomination of former GOP Senate candidate Hung Cao to be the next Under Secretary of the Navy.

“Hung is the embodiment of the American Dream,” Trump said in a statement posted on Truth Social. “As a refugee to our Great Nation, Hung worked tirelessly to make proud the Country that gave his family a home. He went to our amazing United States Naval Academy, and later earned his Master’s Degree in Physics. Hung served in combat as a Special Operations Officer for twenty five years. With Hung’s experience both in combat, and in the Pentagon, he will get the job done.

Full article, HERE from Town Hall.

Retired O-6 EOD type, combat vet, Vietnamese refugee as a child, Naval Academy graduate… And proud to be an American citizen!

So he ‘knows’ the Navy inside and out. He will be a great balance with John Phelan, who is now SECNAV and never served. Along with ADM Caudle, this should promote a significant shift in the Navy back to a warfighting footing, and improve the average sailor’s lives. And it will be even better if they get the damned pay raises through the congresscritters… Grrr…

Snort…

All I can say is it’s about time…

Secretary of Defense Pete Hegseth gave a rousing speech to military leaders during a conference on Tuesday.

During his speech, he highlighted the Trump administration’s efforts to eliminate diversity, equity, and inclusion (DEI) programs from the military while wiping out the woke leftist influence that crept into its ranks under the Biden administration. 

“This administration has done a great deal from day one to remove the social justice, politically correct, and toxic ideological garbage that had infected our department, to rip out the politics,” Hegseth said. “No more identity months, DEI offices, dudes in dresses, no more climate change worship, no more division, distraction, or gender delusions, no more debris, said before, and we’ll say again, we are done with that sh*t.”

Full article with videos, HERE from Town Hall.

Since I’m an old fart, I didn’t ‘see’ the BS back in the day before I retired. After I went back to work for the Navy, yes, I saw the crap coming down and wasn’t happy about it then, and certainly not today.

Hegseth and Trump have certainly upset a LOT of applecarts with these changes. Actually having to prepare for war? How gauche! Actually meet standards? But, but (insert exclusion here)… Well, all that is gone, at least for now. And one set of fitness standards? But that…excludes women!

Eh, not really. A woman in good shape should be able to do that at the 70% level, which is the minimum mandate. And weak men won’t make that benchmark either…

I can see some heart attacks coming from some of the senior Army types though. The Marines won’t have any problems, the Navy will have some (not a lot of tracks on ships/subs), and I pity the chairforce types…

Is it right? IMHO, if you’re going to fight, yes! If you’re going to posture and pander (which they have been doing a lot of), not so much. One unmentioned bonus is that I think this will take some of the load off the special forces communities as others get in shape to do their assigned missions.

At least one hopes…

Recommended reading…

Originally written by John Murphy in 2015, updated this year…

As to ‘who’ John Murphy is, HERE is Mas Ayoob’s article on him.

It is only a matter of time before Islamic terrorists execute a Mumbai, Westgate Mall, Garissa University College, and perhaps even a 7 October scale attack in the United States. Consequently, citizens armed against a criminal threat may find themselves drafted into the war for civilization by being at the wrong place at the wrong time. Carrying a concealed pistol to protect against garden variety thugs is a vastly different proposition than confronting terrorists bent on committing murder and mayhem. Here are some planning considerations for this dire eventuality.

Full article, HERE from Citizen-Defender. h/t Tom

He lays out what the terrorists will do, and what your options are to survive it. With the increased ‘terroristic’ attacks lately, you really need to read this and figure out what you are going to do, and how you will do it.

It is up to each of us to figure out what/how we’re going to react…

Just sayin…

A little humor…

To start your week…

I decided to quit drinking for good. So, now I drink for evil.

How did I quit smoking? I decided to only smoke after sex.

I was trying to have a sexual relationship with a blind woman, but I had to quit. I just couldn’t get her husband’s voice right.

I think my dog is angry at me for quitting drugs. He hasn’t talked to me since the last time I dropped acid.

A buddy of mine says his wife is nagging him to quit his job. She objects to them testing their products on rabbits. She might have a point. He works in a hammer factory.

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Louisiana Ghost Story

This happened about 6 months ago on Louisiana Hwy 57, just outside of Dulac, a little town in the bayou country of Louisiana, and while it sounds like an Alfred Hitchcock tale, it’s real.

An Ohio businessman, Saul Rubins, abandoned his disabled vehicle on the side of the road, and attempted to hitchhike. The night was pitch dark in the middle of a thunderstorm. Time passed slowly and no cars went by. It was raining so hard he could hardly see his hand in front of his face.

Suddenly, through the sheets of rain, he saw a car moving slowly, approaching and appearing ghostlike in the rain. It slowly and silently crept toward him and stopped. Desperately needing a ride, Saul jumped in the car and closed the door..

Only then did he realize that there was no one behind the wheel and no sound of an engine to be heard over the rain.

Again the car crept slowly and silently forward and Saul was terrified, too scared to think of jumping out and running.. He saw that the car was approaching a sharp curve and, still too scared to jump out, he started to pray and beg for his life….. He was sure the ghost car would go off the road and into the bayou and he would then drown!

But just before the curve, a shadowy hand appeared through the driver’s window, reached in and turned the steering wheel, guiding the car safely around the bend. Then, just as silently, the hand disappeared through the window into the darkness and Saul was alone again.

Paralyzed with fear, Saul watched the hand reappear every time they reached a curve. Finally, scared nearly to death, Saul had all he could take, jumped out of the car, and ran the rest of the way to town.

Wet and in shock, he went into a restaurant called Fishermen’s Point. Voice quavering, he ordered two cups of coffee, black, and then told everybody about his supernatural experience.

The room became silent and everybody got goose bumps when they realized Saul was telling the truth.

About half hour later two Cajuns, dripping wet, walked into Fisherman’s Point and one says to the other, “Look Thibodeaux!…. deers dat idiot what rode in our car when we wuz pushin’ it in the rain!!!”

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Little  Johnny

2+2+2=7
Makes sense to me!

Teacher: If I gave you 2 cats and another 2 cats and another 2 cats, how many cats will you have?

Johnny:  Seven

Teacher: No, listen carefully… If  I gave you 2 cats, and another 2 cats and another 2 cats, how many cats will you have?

Johnny: Seven.

Teacher: Let me put it to you differently. If I gave you 2 apples, and another 2 apples and another 2 apples, how many apples would you have?

Johnny: Six.

Teacher: Good. Now if I gave you 2 cats, and another 2 cats and another 2 cats, how many cats would you have?

Johnny: Seven, I told you before!!!

A very angry Teacher: Where in the hell do you get seven cats from?

A very angry Johnny: Because…. I’ve already got a damn cat at home!!

Color me…

NOT surprised…

When the Obama Foundation snagged a sweetheart deal to build its beleaguered Obama Presidential Center in a Chicago public park, it pledged to create a $470 million reserve fund to spare taxpayers should the project ever go belly up.

But new tax filings show the foundation has only deposited $1 million into the fund and has not added to it in years, with critics saying the empty promise could potentially leave Chicagoans on the hook for hundreds of millions of dollars.

Under its agreement with the city, the foundation was required to create the fund, known as an endowment, to take control of a sprawling 19.3-acre section of Jackson Park — often described as Chicago’s Central Park equivalent — where the complex is now slowly rising. 

Full article, HERE from Fox News.

And the overruns are already pushing the cost  from $330 million to an estimated $800 million…

I wonder how much has been scraped off by ‘friends’ to fatten their wallets???

And the people of Chicago will end up footing the bill… sigh

Book promo…

First up is John Van Stry with his second novel in his Valley of Fire series, To Hand

As always, click on the cover for the Amazon link!

The blurb-

In a fractured galaxy ruled by AI-powered ships and their interfaced crews, ex-privateer Wolf and his enigmatic partner Mariella join the King’s Navy to secure their future. Wolf’s rare interface, a clue to his heritage, fuels his unmatched piloting skills, while Mariella grapples with her noble past. As interstellar war looms, they navigate alliances and cunning enemies. Reunited in the heat of battle, their bond faces the ultimate test. With battleships rising and unlikely allies emerging, Wolf and Mariella stand at the heart of a galactic storm.

In this thrilling sequel to MISPLACED, love, loyalty, and hidden powers collide in a saga of cosmic intrigue and valor.

Next up is Scott Shad with his new boys novel, Meteor Men

The blurb-

Join five adventurous boys as they kick off an unforgettable summer as the Meteor Men! These young explorers are eager to find buried treasure. Inspired by their science teacher, who shared the thrilling tale of a million-dollar meteorite unearthed using cutting-edge tech they dive into a high-stakes quest to hunt for their own cosmic fortune. Armed with library research, borrowed gadgets, and sheer determination, they gear up to survey local farms. But they’re not alone—rival bully and his crew are hot on the trail, sparking epic clashes and aerial showdowns that test the boys’ wits and teamwork.

Packed with STEM excitement, clever inventions, and pulse-pounding rivalries, this story celebrates curiosity, friendship, and the thrill of discovery. Perfect for boys 10-15 who love science, history, and outdoor adventures, Meteor Men shows how a simple summer plan can lead to extraordinary finds. Will the Meteor Men strike it rich, or will unexpected twists ground their dreams?

Last but not least, Raconteur Press as anthology #61 out, Planks and Plunder

The blurb-

These yarns o’ piracy take place in the near future, or the far past, in worlds almost too fantastical and mayhap too glacial, eerie, and everywhere in between. You’ll come upon pirates ruthless, some with hearts of gold, some on a mission, and some learning a thing or two about themselves in the thick of things. We may be outlaws, but we still breathe the same life-giving mixture of oxygen and whatnot as the haughtiest king and humblest Calesian civilian. We’re just more honest and forthright about our intentions. Savvy?

Wench! Another round for my fine crew. We need to slake our thirst during the telling of these fine tales…

Highly recommend ALL of these!!! Enjoy!!!