I had an accident with my clothes dryer today and I reek of Bounce, so please try to ignore the terrible odor of meadow-fresh seeping from my post and contaminating your computer monitor. Now that I think about it, it would be cool to have some sort of smell function on the internet. Much hilarity would ensue, and I'm not even taking the porn sites into consideration.
Anyway, back to orbiting the planet Earth:
This is my life, somewhere around 100 nights a year:
Quick note to other pilots: Even if you don't use the little soaps and shampoos that they give you in the hotel, remember to snag them for your bag anyway - you can give them to women's shelters later. I'm not kidding - you'll feel good, and they save money on toiletries. I got tuned into the idea last year when I attended a Women in Aviation meeting that my friend had put on; I was allowed in as a token male to talk about resume stuff.
I haven't flown in a couple of weeks, and tomorrow I'm off across the country, which makes me happy. I'll take the camera and try to get some cool shots; I really want to get a little video of landing in Pearson.
I'm almost done my fellow blogger post, but I honestly didn't get more than 3 minutes to myself today to finish it, so I guess we are looking at tomorrow.