Dear Blue Angels

It’s not that I don’t love inhaling jet exhaust, or gratuitous displays of military might, or testosterone charged military service recruiting sessions , or even the opportunity to have my tax dollars go towards consuming extra barrels of oil so Exxon can top their record earnings from last quarter – it’s the fact that I have to wear earplugs in my own house and even still my dishes and glasses have been rattling for three days. I’m tired and cranky and I’d like to take a nap, thank you.
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I was driving back to the office on my lunch break and had completely forgotten that the Blue Angels were performing today until I saw one do a full loop that took up my entire field of vision. It was really quite an amazing sight. I didn’t drive off the road, but now I understand why they have to close I-90 because of all the looky-loos.

They’re also performing tomorrow and Sunday – We may have to veture out to go see them.

On a side note, when the jet buzzed me, Danger Zone (think Top Gun) was blaring through the radio. I haven’t heard that song in ten years. Quite a moment.