Um, no, not really.
Actually I have been working on a new concept for the old head o' the blog logo. What I like to call the frontispiece.
fron·tis·piece noun \ˈfrən-tə-ˌspēs\
: a picture in the front of a book
Full Definition of FRONTISPIECE
1 a : the principal front of a building
b : a decorated pediment over a portico or window
2 : an illustration preceding and usually facing the title page of a book or magazine
Origin of FRONTISPIECE
Middle French frontispice, from Late Latin frontispicium facade, from Latin front-, frons + -i- + specere to look at — more at spy
First Known Use: circa 1598Overly fancy perhaps, but you know me, I get that way. Plötzlich spricht in einer fremden Sprache ohne Vorwarnung.
Without so much as a "by your leave."
Und so weiter...
But seriously, what with a new blogger coming on board (Juvat, take a bow) I felt I needed to acknowledge that upon the frontispiece. After all, Tuna and I can't hog all the glory, can we?
Well we can, but that would be rude.
So I searched for appropriate photos. I think I did okay in that department. Now let me explain the Madness of King George. Er, I mean, the idea behind the photos. (That was a good movie by the way...)
The S-3 War Hoover on the left, flying over Sandy Eggo, the USS MIDWAY in the distance (just under the nose), was an aircraft onboard which Tuna actually flew. Back during Gulf War II.
The F-4D Phantom in the center has it's radome open and it's APQ-109A weapon control system (radar) extended for maintenance purposes. My old job. In the background is a Dash-60 ground power cart (about which I need to tell a few stories at some point, those things will scare the bejeebers out of you if you're not paying attention).
Underneath the aircraft (where we weren't supposed to put it, ever) is a Dash-6 cart, used to supply utility hydraulic pressure (to make the radar dish sweep) and cooling air.
(Why yes, I do have a couple or three stories about that wee beastie as well. Involves a Drapire it does. What's a Drapire you ask? Why it's a nasty monster which roams the flightline disconnecting Dash-6 carts which uncaring maintenance guys have put under the bird and not to the side. It will suck the hydraulic fluid right out of that cart. Kind of like a vampire. Russ might remember the Drapire.)
Enough about my airplane, as much as I like to talk about myself, we do need to move on to that F-15 over on the right. If you've been paying attention (and you should be, this will be on the final exam) you know that Juvat used to fly the F-4 and the F-15. The Eagle in that picture is from one of Juvat's old squadrons. One that moved from Okinawa to Alaska. He'll know what I mean.
I also kept a few things from the old frontispiece. The photos of the 10 pilots and one pararescue jumper (PJ) I could not dispense with (I know Buck, I know Pogue, it's still "busy") so they stayed "onboard" as it were. I figured the Chief Master Sergeant PJ was more than enough to keep an eye on all those officers. (Though I doubt seriously any man could really keep up with BGen Olds, probably Major Rasimus as well. Hell, they're pilots, those guys are hard to keep pace with. I know, I've tried.)
I dunno, I like it. As they say, Your Mileage May Vary (YMMV) and probably does!
Oh, yeah, here's the original photos of those jets. Why? I like jets.
|F-4D Phantom, WCS Guys "In the house!"|
|Tuna's Jet Over Sandy Eggo, the USS MIDWAY (CV-41) in the background.|
|F-15 in 'burner with Alaskan terrain in the background.|