Krausebag wrote:
I was sitting in a coffee shop last evening, waiting for my wife and
working on a news release for a client, [and other bull****. Hint: He doesn't have any "clients."]

But I, myself, was on a Delta flight to LAX last week and the pilot came back to where I was seated in the first class section. He said he was having trouble figuring out how to fly the airplane. He asked me to help. So I took over the controls and flew on into LAX and made the landing for him.

This is in addition, of course, to me having rounded The Horn (twice) and sailing across the Atlantic in a washtub. It's been a wonderful life!