|Me and the VFA-94 Board at the O-Club|
For Those Who Didn't Know, Lex Commanded VFA-94.
Anyhoo. There was a patching today at the Lemoore O-Club, FNGs coming out of VFA-122 heading to their first operational squadron. Loads of fun, lots of insulting commentary regarding the FNGs and lots of adult beverages.
At any rate, this is the first chance I've had to actually be onboard NAS Lemoore. Got to have a couple of Guinness in one of Lex's old haunts and got to hang out with some of America's finest.
After finishing Guinness Number Two, I noticed a newbie, call sign "Tight Pants" (a guy by the way) carrying a pitcher of Sierra Nevada Pale Ale...
So this guy became my new best friend. A fine gentleman, a true representative of American manhood. He kept me well supplied. A good time was had by all.
Though one thing distressed me greatly. There are backwoods swamps in Louisiana with clearer water than the pool at the O-Club. Seems that "due to sequestration" they can't afford to put the pool in service. Nice. I think we should make Congress come out and swim at the Lemoore O-Club.
Anyhoo (once again), it was a good day. A real good day.
Tomorrow should also be awesome. I have sim time from 1045 to 1145.
Sim time you ask, what's that?
Yours truly gets to plant his not insubstantial derrière in an F/A-18 flight simulator. On the base. Same thing the pilots and WSOs train on. That's going to be sweet!
|The Sun Sets on Another Fine Old AF Sarge Day|
(Sometimes it's good to be me!)