Lucky 7

Someone out there started a meme.  I saw Erica do it over at Laugh.Write.Play.  I've never done one but what the hell!

Wanna partake?  Go to page 77 of your current manuscript, down to line 7 and post the next 7 lines on your blog.

Here's mine:

Whether or not the so-called Spring Break Senorita is the nun some of these students, some of the boys anyway, have referred to as Sister Very Pretty, the future of this Catholic school, with sagging enrollment, is sure to be a lot more colorful in the coming days.”

The camera lingered on the kids.  As Tony tried to disappear into the crowd, Seymour spied Mike Jeffers.  Tony’s back was to the camera, but it seemed the boys’ eyes locked.  For a moment, but only a moment, Mike wore an expression of fear, hatred and something Seymour did not expect.  Vengeance.  Whoever was responsible, and Mike’s eyes suggested he knew who

Wearing A Strap-On

Every so often I fly around with some goober who thinks he's saving America from terrorists.  Thanks to a giant, collective over-reaction about a decade ago some of these doofuses now carry guns when they fly.  As a result I now have to fear for my life every time I work with one of them.  And I'm not just being Kelly Killjoy either.  A few years ago a John Wayne Wannabe put a hole in the plane when he was fooling around with his gun while at the controls.  That hole could have been in my gut, so I'm less than enthused to have these Silly Sallys strapping one on next to me.

Except most don't actually wear their guns Wyatt Earp-style.  They carry them around in locked cases that I can't even see from my seat, and in some cases I don't even know until day two of the trip when said pilot goes through a different security door from everyone else.  Then I have this conversation:

"Um, weren't you supposed to tell me you had a gun when we started this trip?" I ask.

"Oh, did I forget to mention that?"

And so on.

Well, thank you Mr. Obama.  In an effort to reduce federal spending, there is now a proposal to limit the budget for this ill-conceived program.  Of course the pilot's union is all up in arms (pun intended) and begging our support to keep guns in the cockpit.  They're even soliciting members such as myself to go to Washington to offer testimony.

I'm considering it.  If I could do justice to the image of John Wayne wearing his holster at the controls, which I had the displeasure of seeing not long ago, I could do my part to get rid of these boneheads.

What do you think?  Guns in the cockpit?  Or cocks with guns?