Covering my trip to PAX East in Boston in April, it was another trip where I flew in the rear of the bus on the way there, but got a front row seat for the way back.
One interesting note, I may have ridden one of the last American Eagle branded CRJ-200 flights. Shortly after my trip, Air Wisconsin became a United only feeder, with American Eagle flights out of FSD now being on CRJ-700 or CRJ-900 aircraft operated by a couple of different regional airlines. Will this warrant a future re-review? We'll see!
Welcome to Battle #5! Getting ever closer to that grand finale, and the Rebel Alliance is running out of supplies (again). You know, you'd think maybe they'd learn a thing or two about logistical supply chains from the Imperials, but based on The Last Jedi, nope, never happened. Sigh. So once again, it's up to a motley group of smugglers to come help save the day.
Of course, this meeting needs an escort, and that's where we come in. Someone dug a few Z-95 Headhunters out of storage, so that's what we're going to fly, to make this look like just a random meeting of smuggler groups. Surely that will fool the Empire, right?
The only major problem in this mission is the fragility of your Z-95s. Other than that, it's a fairly straightforward escort mission. Make sure everyone gets away, then get yourself safely home.
Well, that was a bit of a letdown. Tallying my riding miles for June this year gave me an even 225. That's kind of sad, especially considering my totals for June last year. Granted, last year featured my first Iron Butt ride, but still, 225 is pretty low in a month for me.
Then again, as I noted in the only long-ish ride I did last month, this just isn't the right time, at the moment, for me to go blasting off for hours at a time on a regular basis. That time will come - when kid sports, household maintenance, and other necessities aren't limiting factors - but I'm not in a terribly big hurry to get there. It's like riding anyway - if you're hurrying so fast to get to the destination, you're not enjoying the journey along the way.
But I'll still try to put in a few more miles in July...
We're back to Hopper now. When last we saw him, it was in the prologue as he realized where he needed to go. Unfortunately, he's not able to do much more than find out the mess that we made in Chapter One.
Chapter 3 is rather long, segments for all three of the groups we're managing now. Hold on to your seats, we're going to be here for a bit.
Hey, let’s see what the joyless, cat hording harpies over at
Jezebel.com are worked up over right now!
Huh. That’s actual journalism there, blowing the lid of another example of collusion among leftist media sources. For previous examples, see the “JournoList” news from 2007,
or the multiple instances where a new word or phrase gets “randomly” picked up
by a bunch of major news organizations all at once.
But that can't be right, because normally real investigative journalism and
Gawker-spawn websites go together like sauerkraut and chocolate cheesecake. There must be something else going on here. Oh, wait, here it is.
It seems Miss (Ms.?, Mr.?, whatever, I don’t care whether Harron Walker is a dude who thinks he's a chick, or a chick who thinks she's a dude) Walker’s
pet issue is Trans rights, and Jesse Singal has, for whatever his other leftist
virtues, been rather critical of adolescent transition, up to and including
writing the cover article for the latest issue of The Atlantic. For this, Walker deems
that he must be destroyed, and the secret cabal of straight, left-wing
journalists exposed.
In short, it's not investigative journalism motivated by a drive to get at the truth, uncover the hidden secrets, speak truth to power, or any of those high-sounding phrases that journalists like to bandy about. It's revenge, plain and simple. You hurt me with this article, now I'm going to hurt you back. There's the Gawker pettiness I recognize.
As for me, I'll be over here with the popcorn watching this unfold. I don't have a dog in this fight, and to quote Maxim 29: "The enemy of my enemy is my enemy's enemy. No more, no less."
Halfway through the year! I can't believe I've actually succeeded in shooting a vlog a week (more or less) for six months. So far so good!
Instagram TV launched last week, so I shot my video in their preferred format. I'd love for them to be an actual Youtube competitor, but designing towards vertical video has got to go down as one of the dumbest formatting decisions of all time. It just looks ugly, and naturally limits what can easily go on the platform.
Maybe that's by design? Whatever, I'll be back to my normal format next week, and back to feeding IGTV scraps, I guess.
