Thursday, December 14, 2006

August 27, 1975: Wednesday

Read awhile, back on the plane. It’s dark and we fly very high, 39,000 feet. Berzel’s read this book. It’s very funny, I think, in our way. Witty, I guess. I sleep and look out the window. I see Orion and Sirius. I judge we cross the equator when Sirius goes out of sight above the window.
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Anonymous said...

. . . and now I understand more fully why I have resisted the urge to blog.

You actually got around to reading Stranger In A Strange Land? I'm trying to recall what that was all about . . . a man's brain, transplanted into a woman's body, right? Was her name Eunice? I seem to remember Eunice, and I also remember trying to fathom the pronunciation.

Sam, to what depths have you descended that brought forth this spate of blogging? You have blogged. We are born into blog, but the internet forgives us of our blogs. And so on.

Your descriptions of first-flight impressions were . . . interesting. I'm happy to see that you placed Lincoln-Omaha-Denver in the proper context, population-wise.

I didn't know that you kept a tight journal. In fact, I didn't know that you kept a journal at all. Did you include the naughty bits as well? I should like to see those. I could add some color commentary to them, perhaps.

Powder blue Mercedes. Harrumph.

You kept track of your spending, too. Shit, I could have used some of that self-discipline in those days. Not all of it, but some of it.

Anyway, I had to leave a comment. Just a bit of unrest for you, a bit of a mote in the back of your brain to keep you awake for an extra two-to-three minutes one evening. Maybe two. An irritant, a troublesome errand that was forgotten. That sort of thing. Nothing major. Don't worry about it.

Is Dave still driving aeroplanes?

--Berzel

7:44 PM
S. A. McCormick said...

Yo! Berzel. Or should I call you "Earl". (And I hope that keeps YOU up at night).

This blogs for you! You might have noticed that you are prominently featured in my back home ramblings.

Consider this medium just another way to tell a story. Plus, it's a whole bunch cheaper than self-publishing through the vanity press.

As for Dave, I'm not sure about this, but I think he spent his military career playing croquet in Europe.

10:23 PM

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