Smell the dirt, feel the mountain, taste the wind.
Personal:
"Our legs are tight, our feet are flying, and we are gliding over the roll of the land. The sun is up, the air is fresh, the stone is old, and we are free and at peace. The clock has stopped because another time has taken over." C. Bowden
32 pilots called in sick for Christmas Eve this morning and since I was on my way home I got put back on duty. We had a good crew though and enjoyed the day. The kids were about crazy dizzy for Christmas when I finally picked them up at 7pm.
Night Sleep Time: 0.00
Nap Time: 0.00
Total Sleep Time: 0.00
Weight: 0.00
Calories: 0.00
Comments
From Rob Murphy on Thu, Dec 26, 2013 at 16:22:03 from 24.10.249.34
Someone should do some research into why people get sick more around holidays.
From Walter on Thu, Dec 26, 2013 at 20:19:57 from 97.48.215.217
They should let me fly! SeriouS!
From Steve on Thu, Dec 26, 2013 at 20:59:41 from 66.87.112.206
Yeah but they drug test every six months.
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