Mx. Robbie Bobbie Berta Boeing

bearded homosexual wearing a beanie and lifejacket with the Space Needle in the background

bow of blue kayak pointed toward the Seattle skyline on Lake Union

Just paddling through some things. (It's February. What is happening.)

Because I'm actually insufferable 🥹

Screenshot from Reddit saying “Mello är cooked”

Precis. Men nu kör vi, I guess. I’m ”delulu” for going.

Big same.

bearded homosexual in a pilot uniform catching a selfie in a mirror with a B767

I just had the easiest commute— I shipped myself home! The Scheduling gods released me early, so I took brown into Boeing field. The crew was incredible (unexpectedly, I admit); we talked almost the entire flight. They dropped me off downtown, and I caught my bus home in one fell swoop.

*sadly

I won't drag you for these clapped out things when I, myself, regularly fly 30+ year old cargo conversions.

I'm watching for you, only because I enjoy flipping off the TV every five seconds.

Retired freight dawg and current freight dawg having lunch in Louisville

Back on that other platform, I followed @aerosavvy.com for years— and today I got to have lunch with him! We had great chats about life, the state of the world, and of course the mighty 767. Thanks for a great afternoon, Ken! (Hopefully we can wrangle @ryanhoke.bsky.social to nerd out with us!)

Then where's my OTHER refund if I can't get one for the tariffs?!

Ok I'm terrible at liveskeeting. But this week was another snooze fest. Step it UP!

Cimberly brought what was sorely missing last week. I stan.

Nuuuuuu skör vi! #Mellofest

shopping cart with various groceries from Aldi

You can take the girl out of the midwest, but you can't take the midwest out of the girl. Here in Louisville for a week on reserve, so I took a bus to Aldi and reminisced over my fave groceries. $74 for decent, healthy meals to make in my extended stay hotel!

Now he's really going to b*mb Ir*n. (I'd like to buy some vowels.)

I'm sitting in my hotel in Louisville and saw this in real life. My jaw dropped— I mean, I grew up in Missouri, so these sentiments aren't foreign to me, but damn.

Having an "almost" connection with someone— and then losing it— is just a different type of despair. Something something, passing ships. But my mantra, "this or better," prevails.

image of a crack pipe with the words "works cited"

This has never been my day, because I'm a jaded hopeless romantic. But y'all do you. I won't yuck your yum. Maybe a lil side eye, though. Single team, unite! Together! Romantically!

I'm not at the parade (too many people, it's just not my thing) but I am so happy for my city— and I daresay I'm a 12! The energy is palpable. Congratulations to the Seahawks! #Seattle

Oops booked another trip to Sweden. I can't be stopped!

Now don't tempt me with a good time!

So, Microsoft got smart and I can no longer use the Microsoft 365 suite (specifically Word) on my Mac via various organizations that *should* give me access. Aside from paying a billion dollars, what can I do?

Swedish singer? Amidst people in choir robes

Singing firemen

Anyway. Välkommen till Mello detävling två. We have gospel and singing firemen.

I hate that I’m never enough but too much for some. This limbo is so dumb and just ridiculous.

But it's a fleeting feeling

I need a lil excursion, but I'm torn between Portland (Powell's fix) or Vancouver (not the US).

Flamboyant homosexual (not me) in Vegas showgirl attire

Oh, honung. Nej.

Melodifestivalen logo on tv in front of cozy fireplace

Glad Melodifestivalen to all who celebrate! We’re off to a good start with an ABBA style banger.

Eeeeek I can't wait!!!! As long as those Norwegian twinks don't win again, I'll be content.