You may remember Bossy from this past Monday — she was the muckle of frizz who trained her eye on you for the duration of her six-hour flight to the West Coast.
It’s not that Bossy thought you incapable of negotiating the various lift and drag components resulting in the proximal air field’s compression and redirection. It’s just that Bossy admired the way nothing seemed to phase you. For instance, you didn’t appear the least bit worried when you became surrounded by a cloud field mid-flight.
It was so cute the way you rattled like a piece of discarded tin as you surrendered to the stochastic momentum, diffusion, and convection of pressure and velocity in space and time.
And Bossy thinks it was charming the way you expanded your flaps upon descending — like when Bossy’s grandmother used to add leaves to the dining room table at Thanksgiving because that always helps when landing a 836,000 pound aircraft.
And lastly, Bossy loved how your little tin flaps were wholly responsible for bringing Bossy’s 500-miles-per-hour plane to a stand still in front of the gate that would deliver Bossy to Southern California.
So thank you dear Airplane Wing. If there’s ever anything Bossy can do for you, please don’t hesitate to ask. For instance tightening all your loose bolts.
David saysSeptember 29, 2010 at 1:59 pm
Good thing you’re not a nervous flyer.
junebug saysSeptember 29, 2010 at 2:08 pm
It’s that dirt that’s bothering me!
WebSavvyMom saysSeptember 29, 2010 at 2:19 pm
–>What is Bossy doing flapping her wings in Southern California?
p.j. saysSeptember 29, 2010 at 2:22 pm
I always feel relieved when i hear the landing gears/wheels descend BEFORE we get to the airport!.
the vamp tramp saysSeptember 29, 2010 at 2:28 pm
You were in my hood. Or still are in my hood? Anyway, that 112 degrees was to you. You’re welcome.
Laura Lohr | My Beautiful Life saysSeptember 29, 2010 at 2:39 pm
These photos are the exact reason I choose an aisle seat whenever possible. I don’t want to look out the window. I do prefer over the wing seating, however, it’s supposed to be the safest.
Laraine saysSeptember 29, 2010 at 2:44 pm
I’m sure a wing has never received such a lovely homage of gratitude. He is probably weeping happy tears of condensation.
Judy saysSeptember 29, 2010 at 3:14 pm
I think I can speak for all of us when I say that your readers are very excited to read about your upcoming adventures in SoCal.
Em saysSeptember 29, 2010 at 3:30 pm
Hey, vamp tramp, we’re neighbors.
So I say what vamp said. 🙂
Mr Farty saysSeptember 29, 2010 at 3:41 pm
Say hi to @UmWhat while you’re in SoCal. How big can that place be, hmm?
KathyB saysSeptember 29, 2010 at 3:42 pm
Bossy can be so sweet thanking lifesaving pieces of metal.
Kelly, The Glass Dragonfly saysSeptember 29, 2010 at 3:44 pm
I am a very nervous flyer, even though I grew up around planes and my dad was a pilot. I watch the wings, I listen to the landing gear and other noises…I stress myself out!!
Scottsdale Girl saysSeptember 29, 2010 at 3:45 pm
Damn. I was hoping for a gremlin
Scottsdale Girl saysSeptember 29, 2010 at 3:46 pm
errr. a picture of a gremlin, one that causes (caused no harm)
Just to clarify
Cupcake Murphy saysSeptember 29, 2010 at 4:43 pm
Welcome to Humidland.
Kathy from NJ saysSeptember 29, 2010 at 5:18 pm
My nephew flies the C-5, the largest airplane in the world. Empty it weighs 380,000 lbs, loaded it weighs 769,000 lbs and loaded with full tanks of fuel it weighs 840,000 lbs. So at 836,000 lbs., you must have been flying in a C-5 – how does a civilian manage that?
Kathy from NJ saysSeptember 29, 2010 at 5:29 pm
Here is a link to a photo taken by Gergely Kocsis in Budapest on 4/28/10 My nephew was in the cockpit, if you look real close you might be able to see his very handsome face.
BossysMom saysSeptember 29, 2010 at 6:48 pm
Opps, Bossy is busted! Trying to sneak around on C-5’s doing spy work….
Catherine McP saysSeptember 29, 2010 at 8:44 pm
Or Bossy joined the Air Force! Outstanding!
Doug saysSeptember 29, 2010 at 9:35 pm
OK…let’s hear it.
the vamp tramp saysSeptember 29, 2010 at 9:49 pm
Dang. Now I’m curious. What’s happening, Bossy???
Amy saysSeptember 30, 2010 at 12:48 am
Nice to see I’m not the only one fascinated with airplane wings and all they do during a flight.
Sarah saysSeptember 30, 2010 at 4:57 am
Science is so clever. I just have to trust it.
kathleen saysSeptember 30, 2010 at 5:35 pm
I have never been afraid of flying. Even though I don’t understand how they stay in the air.I can’t imagine anything bad happening. Totally oblivious. Those wings always look really gnarly to me,like there’s a piece missing.Bossy, do you have a screen test scheduled or something? Safe trip! Did anybody watch Vivian in Anna Karenina?I Tivoed it.
Reeb saysSeptember 30, 2010 at 7:04 pm
Speaking of being thankful, are you familiar with this blog and daily note of unusual spins on thankfulness? Today’s entry is even flight-related!
joeinvegas saysOctober 1, 2010 at 11:53 am
I think it’s magic that keeps the planes up. Those wings are just for show, to give passengers something to look at.
Gramps saysOctober 2, 2010 at 10:00 am
Airplane wings could have done a much better job delivering Bossy to NORTHERN CALIFORNIA
Tony saysOctober 2, 2010 at 12:03 pm
Every time I get on a plane I have to remind myself that airplane crashes are relatively few and far-between.
… I also always find myself wondering if there is a way to smuggle a parachute on-board. Maybe by pretending to be a hunchback?
Jason saysOctober 2, 2010 at 4:57 pm
No kidding! I have this thought every time I fly. How something so gigantic can even get off the ground blows my mind. I guess my mind is easily blown.