CRJ700 and the long line of disappointment
The woman standing at the back of the plane is about to piss her pants.
The woman standing at the back of the plane is about to piss her pants.
Had a spirited conversation last night with some locals down at the liquor store.
I don’t wear underpants. Partly because I’m a dog
As some of you know, I’ll be in Kansas City next week, speaking at the annual Skills USA National Competition.
Last night in the bar I met a guy with a cyst on his elbow. Or perhaps it was a boil.
My producer today is a guy from England. He sounds like I imagine Winston Churchill did after a few bottles of Champagne.
I wrote this a few years ago. It’s still mostly true.
Yesterday was the 70th anniversary of D-Day.
Keep up on what Mike is doing – Somebody’s Gotta Do It and more.
I am not a spokesman for General Mills. Neither is my mother. But here at Mom’s place, this morning’s breakfast came in the form of a mixing bowl filled with “Oven Toasted Whole Grain Gluten Free Corn Chex,” courtesy of General Mills. (I’m not sure why all of a sudden people are taking the gluten out of everything edible, but my parents are on board with the trend, and so is General Mills. So as long as I’m here, I guess I am too.) Anyway, I was enjoying the most important meal of the day and perusing last weeks unread Read More
Josh Johnson writes,
“Hey Mike – I love ya man. But really….put away the laptops at breakfast and spend some quality time with the folks that brought you into this world!”
If you’re bored, (and even if you’re not,) pour yourself a drink and scroll through the 20,000 comments that follow my previous post.
Hey Mike –
You wrote something last March about almost crapping your pants on the Golden Gate Bridge.
Say hi to Retired Staff Sargent Travis Mills, formerly of the 82nd Airborne, US Army. As you can see, Travis has undergone a few structural modifications, most visibly in the leg department. Likewise, his left arm is more machine than flesh, and though his right arm appears to be around my waist, it really isn’t. Like the rest of his limbs, it’s been missing in action for some time. I met Travis a few weeks ago in DC at The Science and Engineering Festival, and spent a half hour talking, mostly about Dirty Jobs. He wanted to tell me how Read More
I have no idea where all you people are coming from, but I’m very glad you’re here. If this were another venue, I might burst out in a celebratory song.