We're off to the US Air Force's annual air show at Elmendorf AFB in Anchorage today.
Seriously, a bunch of military transport planes and The Thunderbirds fills me with a major case of the mehs. The Air Force might be spectacular in the sky, but on the ground they can't organize a salad fight, and parking every year is a major pain in the ass.
I've seen, and ridden in, just about every type military aircraft there is, and frankly I don't particularly care if I ever see another C-130 again as long as I live. And the F-22 just plain pisses me off, for a number of reasons.
However, I'm still going to the air show.
Why, you ask? Why, Jim, would you go all the way into Anchorage at $5.00 a gallon to do something you don't want to do?
Because I have a 12-year old son, that's why. Duh.
Truthfully, we do this every year, and it's usually fairly fun and interesting, despite the Air Force's pathetic attempts at organizing the traffic flow and parking. I'll wear my Navy sweatshirt just to piss off the fly boys, which is always fun. And I'll take plenty of picture so you all can enjoy the show.
In the mean time, you can look at one of my latest projects. It's a rose vase, for my wife's desk:
You can't tell in the photo, but the walls of the vase are so thin that light shines through.