September 2007
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First Flight
A few days ago, I flew a plane for the first time. That’s right, bitches. I don’t mean I rode one to Los Angeles (I did that too). I mean I got in the cockpit and flew the damned thing. “Hi. I’m Kevin, your flight instructor.” Now, when I think of a flight instructor named Kevin who is going to take me on my first flight, I picture a 47 year old dude wearing...
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Take a chance; *snap* make it happen!
It was about 5pm. I’m pretty much always hungry. Add the fact that I only had 2 enormous slices of BBQ chicken pizza with pineapple & bacon for lunch (no, 2 isn’t enough… there is a VERY fat man living inside this average-sized body). I’m also very picky which means I wouldn’t settle for the Triscuits my cubemate had on her desk. No… like some sort of...