So I go the opportunity to go for a ride in a C-130 a few days ago. It was basically 5 hours of sheer boredome punctuated by a few moments of exileration. The PJs I work with were out to get some jumping in so we got to fly around with the back ramp open, and that was the fun part. The load master was nice and he hooked me up with a harness so I could walk out on the ramp. And the other fun part was hanging out in the cockpit while we did some low level flying (300 Feet above the deck). As we flew by the BIO DOME we made sure to say hi to Polly Shore.
So, like my dad, I am a virtuoso in the kitchen, especially when it comes to cooking one simple can of sweeted condensed milk. The following photos illusstrate what happens when you forget to take the pot off the stove and go to bed. Hope you enjoy them, I certainly did not enjoy cleaning up.