Topic: planes

Questions I Asked Myself As I Thought The Plane Might Crash

Questions I Asked Myself As I Thought The Plane Might Crash

I’ve never classified myself as “strong.” I am afraid of the dark. I am afraid of the sun. I am afraid of unfamiliar people, surroundings and situations. I am the first person to say, “Guys, I don’t think this is a good idea” and the last person to jump the fence. But for some reason, I’m strangely calm in situations where I think I might die.

I have been faced with the very real possibility of death only twice, and I have learned that while I cry when I fall down the stairs, I do not get upset when I am hit by cars or punched in the face or when the plane seems like it might go down. More »

Bullish: Pre-Internet Productivity Tips for the Young and Sprightly

Bullish: Pre-Internet Productivity Tips for the Young and Sprightly

There are a lot of things that were pretty hard to do before the Internet. For instance, meet a lot of people who have the same obscure disease or sexual fetish as you. Or get detailed directions from a particular address in Dover to a particular address in Minneapolis. Or find and purchase a song you heard on the radio (but you don’t know who it’s by, and all you remember is that it contains the words “try to find you” and “all the flowers”). More »

Ever Dated Someone You Met On A Plane?

Ever Dated Someone You Met On A Plane?

I was recently on one of those giant winged coffins they called planes, and before I embarked, I explained a little about their giant winged coffin-ness. “Cheer up!” someone said, “maybe a hot guy will sit next to you!”

Hah! Whenever I fly, I hope that there will not be a hot guy sitting next to me. Because, you know, I got The New Dead as a Christmas present, and I’ve got some reading to do, and priorities. Priorities. Mostly I hope there will be no one next to me. If there is someone, I hope it will be a narcoleptic mute. But a lot of people are not me.

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