Westside Gunn - Hella Flyy
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nintendo rly saw us do the magnesis mine card glitch thingie in botw and gave us about 5 different flying contraptions in totk
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In Part 2 of Masters of the Air, Crosby said he could make overthinking into a an Olympic sport and after reading his book I can confidently say that it’s 100% valid.
Here’s his recount of what happened during and after the mission to Trondheim, Norway in his book A Wing and a Prayer:
What did they do to a navigator who had screwed up as badly as I had? I never knew where I was. I had forgotten completely that I was to radio back a position report in code every fifteen minutes. I didn't give the groups enough warning before the I.P. If the Germans hadn't sent up the smoke screen we might have gone on to the Arctic Circle.
I had done everything wrong. I messed up the rendezvous. I should have given P.R.'s to radio and a strike message, which he was supposed to send in code back to HQ. None of that. I had left the briefed course. Because I didn't think I could navigate in Norway I took us to Scotland. Instead of being at altitude most of the time I brought us home on the deck.
What did they do for stuff like that? Court-martial? Ground me? That didn't sound so bad. Send me back to the States? Disgrace. As we headed home, I figured no headings. I computed no ETA's. I made no entries in my logbook. All I did was sit there, ooze sweat, stink, and feel sorry for myself. I grimly realized I was not airsick. I didn't use even one paper bag.
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After we landed, I decided I could not endure the debriefing. I got out of the nose, dropped onto the ground. My frozen ankles hurt as I hit. Without speaking to the ground crew I walked off the concrete and into the woods. It was about a quarter mile to my quarters, but I made it, slinking along to avoid anyone talking to me. When an enlisted man offered me a ride in his jeep, I waved him off.
At the 418th site, no one was around. I went into our Nissen. Empty. I dropped onto my bed. The sweat. The smell of fear and shame. I could not bring myself to take off my fleece-lined flying clothes. I had forgotten to take the radio headset from around my neck. I remembered leaving my parachute in the plane. I should have turned it over to the rigger. What else?
Trouble.
I heard a jeep drive up, stop. A knock at the door.
The court-martial was beginning.
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Drew this one for @yankingmyvajane. Was a super fun way to break the art block I’ve been struggling with lately.
Very gay moment from one of the latest D&D sessions.
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what would be your perfect date idea?
april 25th because it’s not too hot and it’s not too cold and… lol jk
you're saying *perfect* date so I'm assuming this is like with my perfect person who i'm super comfy with, best friend, etc.
I want to go to vegas and do like an entire weekend (but preferably during the week lol i'd love a tues-thurs situation to avoid more ppl)
fly there first class, stay somewhere more expensive than i normally would without feeling guilty, order room service, swim, read, go to shows, etc. 🥰
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My wife is out of town until Saturday bros. Her brother is graduating college so her parents asked him where he would like to take a trip to and he said Washington D.C. and it isn't even to bomb the capitol or anything cool. He just wants to see museums and shit. So they are having a family vacation just the 4 of them.
I miss her.
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I have to write a bio and provide a picture for the new website at work, and I know this is standard lots of places, but this is one of those things about business that I absolutely hate. Clients don’t need to know about me. I am none of their business.
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Does anyone else miss someone so much they start somewhat hyperventilating ? Just happened to me for the first time, it was, uh... interesting ?
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