It’s sad because it’s true.

If that video came out in 2005




Right now... he's walkin around the Baron feelin like he's gonna get lucky.

Right now.... he's probably fillin her up some fruity little 100LL

'Cause she can't shoot jet A.

Right now..... he's smellin of three dollars of Av Fuel


Oh and he does knowwwww.....



Cause he's dug those keys into the magnetos

of that pretty lil' souped up 2 engine crap,

Carved his name into those crappy seaaaaaatsssss

Took a Louisville slugger to both engines....

Maybe next time, she'll start easyyyyyyyyyyyyy

I think all "Right now" themed videos came out in the 2000's. I mean, it had only been a few years at that point, since the actual music video was on regular rotation
 
I could probably put together a pretty good music video about my freight flying experience. Unfortunately I don't have ERAU's budget, so you'll just have to use your imagination....

(Cut to view of freight ramp at 2 a.m.)

A fleet of ancient freighters speed into the ramp, propellers thrashing. MU-2's, Beech 99's, Cessna 210's, Metros, and Barons, adorned with zinc chromate and the faded logos of a half-dozen defunct Part 135 operators. It looks like a "Mad Max" remake with airplanes. The only thing scarier than the aircraft are the pilots slithering out of their 50 year-old rides. Some of them are dressed in Carhartts, others in what looks like pajamas, and one guy is wearing a full-on airline pilot uniform with a metallic orange tie. All are clutching two gallon, truck stop size coffee mugs.

(Lightning flashes in the distance. The "tornado warning" siren goes off. As the siren howls, you can hear the first notes of "Flirtin' with Disaster" by Molly Hatchet.)

Pilots scramble, unloading medical specimens, radioactive isotopes for the hospital, cancelled checks, airplane parts, and a big box of honeybees that no one wants to mess with. Just like that, the pilots fire up their rides and fast taxi out to the runway. Just another eight-leg night in the life of a freight pilot.

Somehow I see this but with Pink Floyd's clocks kicking it off from the start. Fade-in from black? Nah.

Throw on those alarms...it's almost PEAK SEASON!
 
Somehow I see this but with Pink Floyd's clocks kicking it off from the start. Fade-in from black? Nah.

Throw on those alarms...it's almost PEAK SEASON!

You mean peak flash mob season? Let's just say I am ready. But with the safety dance of course
 
Sometimes it is poo, in which case you do leave a note.

I have a coworker in my other job who routinely goes to bed eating a takeout box of hot wings and then wipes them off on the sheets as he sleeps. Don't ask how I know this fact. But it is because I had to help the paramedics evacuate him from his hotel room when he had some back failure/pinched nerve that prevented him from moving in the am. The pint glass full of piss on the bed stand because he couldn't get up to go pee that am was icing on the cake. I keep wondering if that is what late 40's have in store for me. To think, he once flew F-15E's haha
 
I guess this will reveal me to be of a certain age… what the hell is an “influencer?”
Influence this, punk lol
 
I think all "Right now" themed videos came out in the 2000's. I mean, it had only been a few years at that point, since the actual music video was on regular rotation

Every single video by every organization in college was made to “Learning to Fly.”

As for my opinion on influencers in general, it’s no different than the guy at the bar in a Boeing hat that needs everyone to know they’re a pilot. They are just more annoying and have a bigger audience.
 
I could probably put together a pretty good music video about my freight flying experience. Unfortunately I don't have ERAU's budget, so you'll just have to use your imagination....

(Cut to view of freight ramp at 2 a.m.)

A fleet of ancient freighters speed into the ramp, propellers thrashing. MU-2's, Beech 99's, Cessna 210's, Metros, and Barons, adorned with zinc chromate and the faded logos of a half-dozen defunct Part 135 operators. It looks like a "Mad Max" remake with airplanes. The only thing scarier than the aircraft are the pilots slithering out of their 50 year-old rides. Some of them are dressed in Carhartts, others in what looks like pajamas, and one guy is wearing a full-on airline pilot uniform with a metallic orange tie. All are clutching two gallon, truck stop size coffee mugs.

(Lightning flashes in the distance. The "tornado warning" siren goes off. As the siren howls, you can hear the first notes of "Flirtin' with Disaster" by Molly Hatchet.)

Pilots scramble, unloading medical specimens, radioactive isotopes for the hospital, cancelled checks, airplane parts, and a big box of honeybees that no one wants to mess with. Just like that, the pilots fire up their rides and fast taxi out to the runway. Just another eight-leg night in the life of a freight pilot.

Still my favorite flying job!!!

When it looked like I was getting “furloughed” a few years back, I reached out to my old employer (mainly just for something to do). They said “Yeeaaaah, no”.
Probably saved my life…
 
At least you’re not saying “clearance on request to” :)

Even though the ramp is empty, Nassau tower: Last station calling, say again.

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I think I've probably told this before, but when I was on OE, during the SEA-GEG turn, I called for clearance in GEG and thought I'd wow my guy with my impressive manly voice radio skills. I was pretty proud of myself until GEG ground/clearance responded with "ESKIMO 69, confirm you want IFR to Spokane? You are in Spokane right now." And then the CA doubled up the shame and told me that I don't need to say "IFR" because it is assumed here. I think he might have actually missed the fact that I asked for a clearance of any kind to the airport we were at. :)
That’s because the correct phraseology is “requesting instruments to XXX” bwahahaha
 
I like to think Mitch went out and got hisself a couple thousand hours and it now back on JC … waiting for the right moment.
 
Saw a FO write CRAFT on his paper in Mexico before calling clearance.

It’s kind of rough when they read it to you at full arriba speed.

Doubly so when it’s your first time and no one gives you a heads up to have the route page open and just read that back.


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Camera fades into a dark bedroom with a couple sleeping. Suddenly, from a nightstand the most obnoxious ringtone you’ve ever heard blares. One of the couple sits up, squints at the phone, and curses under his breath. He fumbles his way through ForeFlight, taps out a text response, kicks the sleeping cat off him and gets up. Throwing on a stained pair of carhartts and hoodie, he runs out the door and drives off into the pitch black horizontal rain in an utter •box. Thus begins the night of the medevac pilot.
To be clear, I love-reacc'd this because of how artistically, even viscerally you told it.
 
It’s kind of rough when they read it to you at full arriba speed.

Doubly so when it’s your first time and no one gives you a heads up to have the route page open and just read that back.


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Just makes sitting through the mic clicked as you hear the world's longest NOVEMMM....UUUUUuuuuuhhh(clicks off) that much worse.
 
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