Stolen ATP Cessna 172 Crash

yeah! Just live in the middle of nowhere in the Midwest and spend 10% of your waking hours just driving to and from work! sounds awesome! It’s definitely ok that that’s the only way you can stay financially ahead! Oh, and for half of those places good luck if you’re not, conservative, white, and religious!

Well, I'm at least not religious. But a lot of my neighbors are none of those things, and they seem to get along just fine. My next-door neighbor is black, my other next-door neighbor is korean, and their I would guesstimate ~2500sqft and ~4000sqft houses are "Zestimated" at $320k and 430k, respectively. I just cannot wrap my head around this notion that it's some kind of Human Right to live where lots of other people want to live. We don't have a very good Opera, and the yokels on the streets sometimes make me want to pull my remaining hair out, but it's not like anyone on my street has been pulled out of their car and shot (yet). It's maybe interesting that the culture (which is generally ascribed to crazy white people, and not without reason) of Maximum Fear seems to have metastasized to everyone else. *shrug*
 
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How dare you suggest that the Gods of Mainline live anywhere other than North Scottsdale, fashionable Brentwood, or Hollywood Hills! Especially suggesting that they live where…….regional pilots and other lesser plebes of *spit* general aviation……..are forced to live!

:)

I hope he is not suggesting those guys are also living in a van
somewhere else along this river.
 
I've been to all of them and lived in some of them. They're fine. Which ones do you have a problem with, and why?

I’d rather slam my genitalia in a car door than move to any of those. MAYBE HSV, but I’d have to visit a few more times.
 
I’d rather slam my genitalia in a car door than move to any of those. MAYBE HSV, but I’d have to visit a few more times.

I also don't think you're under much financial pressure, so you're not really who I'm talking to here. Your genitals are safe. For now.

If you ever fall on hard times and find that slamming your genitals in car doors doesn't pay as well as you'd hoped, you might consider moving to a lower cost of living area.
 
Well, I'm at least not religious. But a lot of my neighbors are none of those things, and they seem to get along just fine. My next-door neighbor is black, my other next-door neighbor is korean, and their I would guesstimate ~2500sqft and ~4000sqft houses are "Zestimated" at $320k and 430k, respectively. I just cannot wrap my head around this notion that it's some kind of Human Right to live where lots of other people want to live. We don't have a very good Opera, and the yokels on the streets sometimes make me want to pull my remaining hair out, but it's not like anyone on my street has been pulled out of their car and shot (yet). It's maybe interesting that the culture (which is generally ascribed to crazy white people, and not without reason) of Maximum Fear seems to have metastasized to everyone else. *shrug*

I’m like “was I drinking when I wrote that? Those don’t even sound like my words” then I realized that the quote feature borked out on ya!
 
I might be moving to San Antonio. I'd love to ask here for any advice regarding anything about it but I don't trust 98% of replies on a site made up of pilots. Makes me sad, but it's true. I'd have to verify every single thing any response might tell me because I'd be afraid of someone trying to hamstring me and I'd be screwed. It's got to better than LA right?
 
I might be moving to San Antonio. I'd love to ask here for any advice regarding anything about it but I don't trust 98% of replies on a site made up of pilots. Makes me sad, but it's true. I'd have to verify every single thing any response might tell me because I'd be afraid of someone trying to hamstring me and I'd be screwed. It's got to better than LA right?

Pace Picante Sauce is made there.
 
I liked visiting San Antonio the handful of times I did. Cant really give you deeper information than that. It probably isn't the coolest place in TX, but I'm sure it is ok.
 
Pace Picante Sauce is made there.
The Sriracha everyone is familiar with was made in Irwindale, but in typical SoCal fashion they were chased out because of the smell. Irwindale is not a bedroom balcony community in LA, so all of the jobs for lots of locals left. I love sriracha, and I know there's lots of homemade recipes online but I'm not going to do that, I'll just grab some Tapatio instead, they're down in Vernon so I'm still supporting the local economy. The only sauce dear to my heart that is only available from one place is Tabasco. If you're unfamiliar it's worth spending a few minutes online. But I also like ketchup and mustard, I'm pretty simple so you probably don't want to listen to my nonsense.
 
I might be moving to San Antonio. I'd love to ask here for any advice regarding anything about it but I don't trust 98% of replies on a site made up of pilots. Makes me sad, but it's true. I'd have to verify every single thing any response might tell me because I'd be afraid of someone trying to hamstring me and I'd be screwed. It's got to better than LA right?
You’re rich. You have commercial rental properties in SoCal. You’ll be fine.
 
The only sauce dear to my heart that is only available from one place is Tabasco. If you're unfamiliar it's worth spending a few minutes online.

Or you can just walk through the terminal at MSY and get the hint :)

I love tobasco as well. Enough to have an emergency stockpile. It isn't my favorite hot sauce by any means, but for certain things, only it will do.
 
I might be moving to San Antonio. I'd love to ask here for any advice regarding anything about it but I don't trust 98% of replies on a site made up of pilots. Makes me sad, but it's true. I'd have to verify every single thing any response might tell me because I'd be afraid of someone trying to hamstring me and I'd be screwed. It's got to better than LA right?
I lived in San Antonio for two years but that was 1972-74 and I've no idea if it has changed for better or worse these decades later.

I have fond memories of many visits to Brackinridge Park, the Zoo, The River Walk, Tower of the Americas, much fine dining, and the surrounding countryside. Austin, Dallas, Houston, Laredo, and Nuevo Laredo in Mexico were close enough to provide alternatives to visit with relative ease and new things to do/see, even driving if one had a couple days-off.

An odd person, I like trains/railroading as much as planes/flying and visiting railroads brought me to some seedy sections of the city - never found any trouble or felt unsafe, although that may have changed. SAT provided good connections to my New England home (and other places) that generally required a change of flights at either HOU or ATL.

My negative memories are the hot weather, no snow in Winter and chiggers - nasty little red bugs that I picked up a couple times stepping off railroad tracks in the countryside to allow a train to pass. Ran across rattlesnakes a couple times, too, as they warmed themselves on ballast between the rails but they were friendly enough (angry enough?) to give fair warning of their presence (and I was smart enough to walk the other way). Only other thing I might add is that armadillos are awesomely cute.
 
Or you can just walk through the terminal at MSY and get the hint :)

I love tobasco as well. Enough to have an emergency stockpile. It isn't my favorite hot sauce by any means, but for certain things, only it will do.
It really is the only acceptable breakfast hot sauce, I'm not sure how that happened but it is what it is. Once you grow up and don't need jelly on your toast Tabasco with a touch of ketchup on hash browns somehow seems more appetizing. Hash browns come with eggs cooked any sort of way and they also benefit from a touch of this magic elixir. Dinnertime Tabasco, nope, not interested. It's weird because I did not grow up with Tabasco in my house, I found it after I was kicked out of the nest. I love sriracha and Tapatio but that's more of a lunch or dinner thing. YMMV.
 
It really is the only acceptable breakfast hot sauce, I'm not sure how that happened but it is what it is. Once you grow up and don't need jelly on your toast Tabasco with a touch of ketchup on hash browns somehow seems more appetizing. Hash browns come with eggs cooked any sort of way and they also benefit from a touch of this magic elixir. Dinnertime Tabasco, nope, not interested. It's weird because I did not grow up with Tabasco in my house, I found it after I was kicked out of the nest. I love sriracha and Tapatio but that's more of a lunch or dinner thing. YMMV.

+1, the only other weird things I like tobasco for are leftover Thai fried rice, and also top ramen (which I also drizzle with Worcestershire).
 
No big show for me either, but then I didn't start on this career path with that goal in mind. Being a CFI was honestly my ultimate goal. Everything else has been gravy.

The secret to happiness is expectation management.
 
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The secret to happiness is expectation management.
This x 1000.

I told our chief pilot this one day when he was venting about not being able to keep everyone happy. Pilots were steadily coming into his office and upset about how long it was taking to go from turboprops to jets, or make captain, or their pay, or how many hours they were flying, or whatever.

I told him to ask them what they expected. Hopefully he could either politely point out that their expectations had simply been made up in their minds with no basis in anything the company had ever promised, or maybe he'd learn that the company was promising things they couldn't deliver on and to be more careful about what's being told to new hires. Whatever the case, close that gap between expectations and reality.

I'll even do this to myself with random things in life. Super annoyed that my kid drew on the wall? Well, what did I expect, to have a kid that never messes anything up? That's not a realistic expectation with a three year old. It still sucks, but I can take a step back and remember that's life.
 
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