The Blue Angels and crew stay at my athletic club while they’re in town, and I just saw some of them in the lobby. I kept my mouth shut, but I wanted to say this so bad.

For the avgeeks, I got up close and personal with that ex-Virgin Conviasa A340. (At least I think it’s ex-Virgin.)

Now I know the lyrics are open to interpretation, but you can’t tell me Celine was being a bit of a hussy with “To Love You More.” 💅🏼

Morale is low at work, but today was cool: I flew a humanitarian flight to Venezuela and got to hang out with Lebron, the anti-drug dog who was very friendly (approved by the handler of course). He came on board to snoof some things, mostly my leftover arepa.

Having spent too much time on the airplane yesterday, I started to wonder about Don Garment’s life. Was he happy? Fulfilled? (On the 767 freighters, we don’t have evacuation slides; rather, a diaper harness that you “don” and jump out of the plane to a workman’s comp claim.)

A Big Beautiful Boeing Booty amidst the mountains of Honduras— this is the first time I’ve been to Tegus during the day.

Dog days of summer mixed with glory day aviation relics rotting in the sun.

Gustav was giving me problems. I don’t need a Volvo. But now I want one. Someone tell me no!

Fellow whites, you should be paying Black people today. Happy Juneteenth!

Due to my schedule, I likely won’t be home for Pride in Seattle— so I took my dentist (a dear friend, IYKYK) to a drag brunch at my “gym.” Ok, so the Washington Athletic Club is more than a gym but a community that is no longer “male, pale, and stale.” It’s a new era of inclusivity. Happy Pride!

I’ve done exactly two lessons with zero practice in between. But “my” coach played professionally and keeps me coming back for some reason. I figure it’s more structured and strenuous than pickleball. 🎾

My route? I never know. This is what I did over the past two weeks with a couple repeats— took horses to Santo Domingo, brought an engine from Panamá, and baby chicks from Tegucigalpa.

I don’t do heat, and Miami isn’t my vibe. But a Cuban barber will get me all the way together. Enjoy a tasteful thirst trap.

One day I’ll show up on @acarsdrama.bsky.social

34 and feeling like a who— classy woman of a certain age! I did everything I wanted to do on my birthday: cold plunge, jazz brunch, and a gay lil concert. Now I’m luxuriating in the San Juan Islands. DND, worry about yourselves, TIA for everything.

When checking into the Amex Centurion lounge, you have the option of looking up your flight. It’s sort of jarring to see my employer and several former airlines in the mix 😅

A gay pilot underneath double rainbows during a maintenance delay? Groundbreaking.

If I don’t get a lil romance soon, I might combust. Lucky ducks!

Agnetha needed a sunset spin, so we did a loop around the lake. I always love snooping on what vessels come here for work.

I learned to fly in these here mountains, and it’s always special to be back in the Missions.

I always love living here, but we’re officially approaching I-Can’t-Believe-I-Live-Here season in Seattle. We really have the best mix of nature amidst an urban landscape.

When my memoir comes out, it will not be kind. I do love my gig and (some of my) fellow coworkers. However. Nowhere on the job description does it entail managing the emotions of 55+ year old men, but, truly, I’m tasked with that on the daily. Praise Gagá I’m going home today.

I’m very sorry for neglecting my BSky fam. But I’m working and tired and trying to do all the human things.

I’m glad you couldn’t hear the obscenity I muttered under my breath over the sound of those RB211s. Take me back!

I was looking for a picture unrelated to this, but I came across this gem of me and @blainplanes.bsky.social many moons ago at OSH! We were infants!

My last paddle on BB, the blue kayak; she went to a good home— making space for Agnetha, the Swedish charmer. She’s made of cork, and I can’t wait for all the adventures we have together! (I had my eye on Melker kayaks for awhile, and it just sort of…happened. Credit cards and free will!) 🇸🇪

Years ago, we had Boeing 757s in our fleet. I was so lucky and proud to fly them. They’ve since retired, but several were from Icelandair’s fleet. Today I’m being super #avgeek and flying home via Portland, just to be on one once again— I sat in the flight deck and chatted with the nice crew!

Reporting live from my phone (we’ll see how long this lasts). I had a great “vacation” in Sweden and Iceland. Mello was a dream, and Iceland is otherworldly. Nordic countries are my favorite.

Just paddling through some things. (It's February. What is happening.)

Precis. Men nu kör vi, I guess. I’m ”delulu” for going.