Wild Side in General

Wildside

Shit, but wasn’t Motley Crue a tight band in their day?

Peace
No complaints. Okay a few exceptions.

Anthony Bourdain
I wasn’t a fan. In fact, the only time I accidently watched “Parts Unknown” I remember thinking “Is he really going to eat that?”

Dude seemed to have everything going for him. He was successful, rich. Living the dream. Travelling.

And he killed himself.

That’s the part I don’t get.

I’ve been sad. But I have never gotten to the point where I told myself “There is no hope.”

Suicide is the coward’s way out. Warriors fight until they literally cannot fight anymore.

Flying

It is starting to look like I am going to have to head for Florida for the fall. I found a flight school in New Smyrna Beach where the student instructor ratio is 1:2. Fly twice a day, and get this shit done.

• Holy shit. PB was down for a few minutes and it struck me I could do fall in Texas, see my son and grandson while I knocked out my quals. Sure as shit there is a flight school right out side of New Braunfels.

Here, the problem is juggling instructor availability, aircraft availability, weather and my fucking allergies.

I tried getting on the horn with the VA. After an hour on hold I gave up.

I just need to know if I would be getting a housing allowance while getting my instrument and commercial quals.

I hear that freaking clock ticking. On August 15th I have two freaking years to use up my GI Bill eligibility.

Gawd it kills me, I didn’t even know about my GI bill eligibility until 10 years after I retired.

Health

I have a flight physical scheduled. Before heading that way, I asked my PCP to do a full run. So I have had two blood draws, an abdominal ultrasound, and EKG, and am scheduled for a echocardiogram.

Funny thing is, a few years ago I was told I had a AAA. Abdominal Aortic Aneurism.

Yep. Nope. There is nothing wrong with my aorta. Pisses me off, because I stopped working out because I was afraid I would blow a fuse. X2s mom died because of complications of a AAA.

After the echo, I’m going to hit it hard.

It is the first day of summer. That means it is also Audrey’s birthday.

How long. How long until I can let her go?