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Step 1: Steal SR-71 Blackbird Spyplane. Step 2: Watch Video. Step 3: Profit

May 3, 2019 aubuchon Comments 0 Comment

Military pilots are like 50% captains of the football team and 50% valedictorians rolled into one. Being wicked smaht isn’t enough. Being physically capable isn’t enough. You have to be able to pull a bunch of Gs while you’re doing all that thinking, after all. Lummoxes and poindexters need not apply. Then you have to ladle bravery, bordering recklessness, all over being smart and athletic to make the cut. Then, if you’re really dull in addition to all the other requirements we mentioned, you’re qualified to be an astronaut.

A Left Turn From the Right Lane Is the International Language of Love

May 2, 2019 aubuchon Comments 0 Comment

https://youtu.be/UYNDZ1iDq0k

One hand on the horn, one hand on the radio, and both feet on the accelerator. It’s the only way to drive.

Flying in a B-25 Mitchell Bomber

April 29, 2019 aubuchon Comments 2 comments

B-25s are “medium” bombers. That means they’re the flying equivalent of a ratted out pickup truck. They can still carry a load in the bed, but they’re built for speed, not big hauling. Compared to a B-24, a B-25 is a Ferrari. The glass nose cone is alternatingly exhilarating and terrifying, I imagine, depending on whether you’re seeing the sights or getting shot at.

If you ever get a chance to visit an air show where these planes are exhibited, by all means go. If you feel like robbing a convenience store on the way to the airstrip, you might be able to afford a ride in one, too.

BSBFB Skills: The Bulldozer

April 27, 2019 aubuchon Comments 0 Comment

A typical high school education no longer includes gutting a moose, or selecting fuses for dynamite charges, or machete whittling skills, or bulldozer etiquette. That’s a shame. Back in the day, we all got turn on the Case dozer most every day, right after spelling and grammar. I’m confused by this particular video, though. The instructor seems to be sitting in a comfy recliner, inside some sort of phone booth. We always sat on a Naugahyde seat with big areas of steel peeking through the duct tape. You sat directly under a bent roll bar, freebasing diesel smoke. This way is better, I think.