Everything I used to bore people on newsgroups and mailing lists with, now in one inconvenient place.
The Beech Starship is no more. Yeah, I know, it was too expensive, too heavy, didn’t carry enough, didn’t go far enough, all that stuff. But it was so cool looking. Whenever anybody would start to say “I saw this really weird looking plane, do you know what it was?”, you could answer “Beech Starship” without even letting them finish, and be right 90% of the time.
Here’s a picture of the last of them sitting on storage at Pima.
Pilots say that a good landing is one where you and most of the passengers walk away unscathed, and a great one is one where you can use the plane again afterwards. This is merely a good landing.
Initial reports are that they sucked in a flock of geese.
If you want to see what happened to one of our club’s planes when it hit a couple of geese click here.
In re: Rants and Revelations: Great timing, assholes
Just got an email from Site Management. It appears this wasn’t a fire drill, it was a short circuit in a “pull-station” on the roof caused by the high winds and wet snow. Because, as everybody knows, we never get wet weather in Rochester.
Today, the wind was gusting up to 55 knots, and we’re getting the first snow of the season. So what does Kodak do? They have a fucking fire drill. And because it’s fucking cold and wet and blowing, it takes forever to empty the building, so therefore those of us who got out reasonably early have to stand around freezing our asses off.
One major reason why it was taking so long to empty the building was some fat ass dipwad cockbite was standing in front of one of the two double doors at our exit, and wouldn’t move out of the way even when I tried to push the door open. And if you’ve ever tried to push a 400 pound lump of congealed grease who is actively pushing back, you’ll know it’s not easy.
If I had a few extra million dollars and a Boeing 707 to spare, I’d like to live like that.