Been a while? Well indeed it has…here is a quick hello with some pics I have taken from round the world travels / work….
A Sandwich..or is it…?
Once upon a time, there was a young man named Tim. Tim was a simple guy who loved nothing more than a good sandwich. He would often visit his local deli, where he could choose from a wide variety of fresh ingredients to build the perfect sandwich.
One day, Tim decided to try something new. He noticed a menu item called a "Manwich" and was curious to see what it was all about. He ordered the Manwich and eagerly awaited his meal.
When the Manwich arrived, Tim was surprised to see that it was much larger and more substantial than a regular sandwich. It was piled high with meat, cheese, lettuce, tomato, and a special sauce that he couldn't quite identify.
As he took his first bite, Tim knew that he had discovered something truly special. The Manwich was not just a sandwich - it was a meal. It filled him up and satisfied his hunger in a way that a regular sandwich never could.
From that day on, Tim was a devoted fan of the Manwich. He would often tell his friends and family about the delicious meal he had discovered at the deli. And he was not alone - many others soon discovered the joys of the Manwich and it became a popular menu item at the deli.
As the years went by, Tim continued to enjoy his Manwiches, but he never forgot the simple joy of a good sandwich. He knew that a sandwich was a classic and timeless meal, but he also knew that sometimes, a man needed something more substantial to fuel him through the day.
And so, Tim continued to enjoy his sandwiches and his Manwiches, knowing that each one had its place in his heart - and his stomach.
Northern Lights from the Front Row
Not the most awesomeness of shots, but they are what they are…always cool to see the aurora borealis in real life….best place to see them and freeze thine ass off is waaaay up north, but this is good too, less freezing (although outside its -64 degrees) and shittier food. But can’t complain as no one listens…
And in the light day….
A bit of a horse race over the north Atlantic…well almost, I believe we are over the Irish coast or maybe even the outer Hebrides…anybody good with geography? It is snowy which is an oddity in and of itself for these isles…crazy times.
This is a quick episode, getting ready for a 3 week trip outside of my usual trippin’ (no not the Grateful Dead type trippin’…I wish!) and have nothing to do with work…other than I supose that I do not have to go to work…which is connected to work if you think about it.
AI (Artificial Stuff…deepfake is also scary-cool)
Have you tried out chatGPT? If not you should…here is the link:
But as for what you can do with it? Pass your exams, yes and no…don’t get caught. Lose your job? Perhaps..depends on what you do, but for sure this is a job destroying technology…the -4 version now can interpret images and do what I am doing below…
Here is an example where I ask ChatGPT to discuss why it is important to NOT pee into the wind (male perspective here for those who are confused). This is the answer I got:
As an AI language model, I don't have personal experiences or bodily functions. However, I can provide an explanation based on scientific facts and common sense.
It is important to never pee into the wind because of the way that urine travels through the air. When you urinate, the stream of urine breaks into droplets due to the surface tension of the liquid. These droplets are then carried by the wind in the direction it is blowing. If you are standing directly in the path of the wind and you pee into it, the wind will blow the urine droplets back onto your clothes and skin, causing an unpleasant and potentially unsanitary situation.
Furthermore, urine is a waste product that can contain harmful bacteria and viruses that can be spread to other people or animals. Peeing into the wind increases the risk of these pathogens being spread in the air, potentially causing illness or infection to others nearby.
In addition, peeing in public places, especially in residential areas, is often considered indecent exposure and can result in legal consequences such as fines or even imprisonment.
Therefore, it is important to find a suitable location to urinate, preferably indoors in a bathroom or in an area shielded from the wind, to avoid any unpleasant or unsanitary situations and potential legal consequences.
All very instructive and I, for one, am convinced. No more peeing into the wind for me.
A fictional story for y’all…to close out, I will leave it up to you to discern whether I (is the machine saying “I” or is it “me”…wow…gonna get confusing as to what’s ‘real’ and what is memorex…..) wrote this or I let the machine run away creatively with some direction…..?????
As a pilot for a major airline, I have flown thousands of passengers across the country and around the world. But what many of my passengers don't know is that I am also a huge fan of the Grateful Dead.
For me, there is nothing quite like the feeling of cruising at 35,000 feet while listening to "Touch of Grey" or "Truckin'". The Dead's music has been the soundtrack to many of my flights, and I often find myself humming their tunes as I prepare for takeoff.
But it's not just the music that draws me to the Dead. It's the sense of community and togetherness that their concerts inspire. In many ways, it's like the feeling I get when I am flying a plane - everyone on board is united in a common experience, soaring through the skies together.
I've been fortunate enough to attend a few Grateful Dead concerts over the years, and each one has been a unique and unforgettable experience. The energy and enthusiasm of the fans is contagious, and I always feel a sense of gratitude for being part of something so special.
As an airline pilot, I am responsible for the safety and well-being of my passengers. And as a fan of the Grateful Dead, I am grateful for the opportunity to share their music and spirit with others. So the next time you're on a flight and hear a faint hint of "Sugar Magnolia" coming from the cockpit, know that you're in good hands - and in good company.
The Horrific Side to the Manwich Story...more fun…
Once upon a time, there was a small deli in a sleepy town. The locals knew it as a place to get a delicious sandwich, made fresh to order with the finest ingredients.
One day, a new item appeared on the deli's menu - the "Manwich". It was a behemoth of a sandwich, towering over everything else on the menu. But there was something strange about it, something that made people uneasy.
Those who dared to order the Manwich soon found themselves trapped in a waking nightmare. As they took their first bite, they could feel something stirring within them, a hunger that could not be satisfied.
The Manwich was not just a sandwich - it was a curse. It possessed those who ate it, twisting their minds and turning them into ravenous beasts.
The deli became a place of horror, a breeding ground for the cursed sandwich. Those who ate it were transformed into mindless monsters, their eyes filled with a ravenous hunger that could not be quenched.
As the curse spread, the once-peaceful town was plunged into chaos. The streets were filled with the sounds of screams and the stench of rotting flesh. The deli itself became a hive of madness, with the cursed Manwich at the center of it all.
In the end, the only ones left were those who had never tasted the cursed sandwich. They watched in horror as their friends and neighbors were consumed by the curse, their bodies twisted and distorted into grotesque parodies of humanity.
The deli was abandoned, left to rot and decay as a warning to those who would dare to meddle with the cursed Manwich. And the town remained forever scarred by the horror that had befallen it.
Blue side up amigos.