But other duties called and like a good soldier, I answered the call. It's what I do.
So as you're reading this I am probably in the air, somewhere over the eastern seaboard of these United States heading for an airport named for one of my favorite Presidents. I will be spending some time in a city named for another of my favorite Presidents.
While I don't get to see my mother this Mother's Day, I do get to see The Nuke on my birthday. Just like last year. Difference being, there is no massive WWII aircraft flyover this year.
Well, that's alright. I hear those things are expensive.
Posting might be light, then again it might not be. One never knows with these things.
As to plans, Robbie Burns said it best...
But Mousie, thou art no thy-lane,(Seventh verse of To a Mouse by Robert Burns - Source)
In proving foresight may be vain:
The best laid schemes o’ Mice an’ Men
Gang aft agley,
An’ lea’e us nought but grief an’ pain,
For promis’d joy!
Ah, 'tis true.