
thanks to Nick for finding this hereĀ
Helicopter in a box.
[tags]mid-life crisis, men and their toys, Russian helicopters[/tags]

thanks to Nick for finding this hereĀ
Helicopter in a box.
[tags]mid-life crisis, men and their toys, Russian helicopters[/tags]
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Since both of us have further developed our musculature in middle age, do you think that thing will get either of us off the ground?
Why sure. I just need a V-8 in mine.
I took Joe out to take a ride with my cousin in his jet job……..probably the last one in it because he has to sell it due to insurance laws and men being over 75 years of age flying them. They had a really good time flying all over central Kansas looking at a few of Charlie’s holdings……350 cows ready to calve; a small buffaloe herd; his Belgian horses and donkies he rescued from somewhere or other; his wild life museum; zoo for endangered species; etc., etc., etc. I can take only so much bull so I stayed on the ground and visited with a friend from Salina. Con can fill you in on Charlie….this chopper just happened to remind me something he might do.
I am tired of ice and snow, Corky
Hi Corky…wow, I bet you made ol Joe’s day though. That sounds fun…I hope I can do that when I am 75, er, even 60.
What is the wife equivalent of going for jet ride, I am wondering? Don’t say flea markets! Surely you must have a dream yet unrealized? Do tell.
Wife equivalent would be an all day visit to her Mom’s house which would give you time to fix all of her Mom’s broken whatevers and mow the lawn for her.
First, I checked out the craft shop for some beads to finish a piece of jewelry for a friend then I went out to visit a widow friend of mine (she is 86 and I met her when Joe introduced me to her when I was at the ripe old age of 15….she is 10 years older than I am so she thought I didn’t have sense enough to pound sand in a rat hole. Her husband died five years ago and I still check in on her when Joe is busy so maybe she was right, lol. She showed me umpteen paintings that she had done since I had last seen her and complained that I didn’t come over often enough……..next time I may go up in the chopper and let Joe visit with her. Enough bad mouthing for one day……hope you don’t freeze. I hate cold weather…..who in their right mind would sit on a bucket and fish? I’d rather have it hot so I can swim (didn’t learn how until I was 58 and found out that it was fun when you could keep your head above the water. Velma Becker says I look like a turtle but to keep trying…..good old Velma. Joe’s yelling, time for sleeping I guess. Good night.