Trying to take off on a small plane, the pilot is training someone. He talks about wind and take off. The wind is low, but coming the wrong way for a good take off. We go up to a cliff and he talks about getting up speed by going off the cliff. I get out-not doing that. Some girl takes over and she lines up-the wind shifts and gets stronger-you can see the windsock go now.
Driving up , see an enormous tanker plane land. It’s very long. Al B gets a call and starts talking about requesting a very large order of natural gas, like 3 degrees. The person on the other end is freaking out. I marvel at how much he’s ordering.
Walk into a room. There’s a turntable on the floor playing Gentle Giant. I say, “ooooo, Gentle Giant,” and walk away.