In Case You've Wondered

My blog is where my wandering thoughts are interspersed with stuff I made up. So, if while reading you find yourself confused about the context, don't feel alone. I get confused, too.

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One other thing: sometimes I write words you refuse to use in front of children, or polite company, unless you have a flat tire, or hit your thumb with a hammer.

I don't use them to offend; I use them to embellish.

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Saturday, May 9, 2026

F.O.D.

I knew someone that was in the Naval Reserve years ago. He would have a two week duty every year, and his specialty was working on jet engines. Sometimes part of the engine would come in enclosed, with F.O.D. written on the enclosure. This meant "foreign object damage", and would detail the cause, such as rocks, or birds or one that caught their attention: "Human F.O.D. That one wasn't repaired. The odor was enough to ensure it was considered unsalvageable, and it was disposed of. 

Apparently, someone snuck onto a Denver runway, and a commercial jet sucked them into the engine, which caused it to explode, and a subsequent fire caused the occupants to be evacuated on the runway. I call it death by jet, and wonder what was on the mind of the unfortunate victim. I'm sure the engine will be replaced, and what's not salvageable disposed of. 

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