the "other" blog is coming

After a wonderful six night extravaganza in Las Vegas over Thanksgiving I am home. Talking to you. My dear readers. Who have given up clicking on your bookmark titled General Aviation Informal. It might be boring for you if I tell you all about my wonderful trip. Like the old cliche of the guy showing his vacation slides. Remember "slides"? Like vinyl records. I'm so old that I used to listen to 78's. My parents had an old "step-table" console and a small collection of 78's. Burl Ives, Gene Autrey, Bing Crosby. They had loose 78's and they had "books" of 78's with anywhere from 2 to about 8 records. These books of records were called "albums". So when the new"33 1/3 long playing (LP)" records came out they held as much as one of those books of 78's. So the LP was called an "album". And CD's are called albums to this day. The 33 was so high tech we couldn't believe how new and great it was. The first one my sister got was "The Kingston Trio, String Along". My parents had "slides" too. But not in a carousel. The projector had a gadget that would show one slide at a time but you could load a stand by slide, then twist the thing around top to bottom and see the new slide and unload and load the top slot. It was a pain in the butt. But when I was about five or six I loved to operate the thing. I still have the projector and many of the slides. I have a collection of 78's, 45's and 33 1/3's. I use one of those label makers that punch out the letters on plastic tape which you can still find sometimes today. But they don't work too well, never did. I used to also have as a kid, a picture viewing gadget that would hold a disk with small slides and you put in a slide and look through binocular lenses and move the lever to advance the slide. It was called a "magic viewer" or something like that. One of the disks we had for that was Niagara Falls. Once TV became popular, these other video devices faded away. When I was a kid of course I loved TV more than anything. My mom had rules about TV. More than one hour would ruin your eyes. Too close to the set.... ruin your eyes. Too far from the set...... ruin your eyes. If you sat on the floor to watch.... ruin your eyes. If you didn't have a lamp on while watching....ruin your eyes. If you ate in front of the TV.... ruin your eyes. But mom, what about TV Dinners? (a blog post all by itself) ......those that eat them in front of the TV will ruin their eyes. Color TV? ....... ruin your eyes. Oh yea and our rich neighbor had a remote for the TV in about 1959. It was a hard wire across the room and it was set up to rack the dial around with a complicated mechanical attachment to the channel knob. But he had trouble keeping it adjusted and working. And of course you would still have to get up and go to the set if you wanted to change the volume, or turn the set on and off. And my parents had grown up with radio. They would say: "Are you going to listen to the game on TV? So, no, I'm not gonna bore you with my "slides" of Las Vegas. And this blog post is supposed to be about General Aviation. I'm gonna start another blog to handle all the other topics I want to talk about. I'll still keep this blog for General Aviation. And I will never run out of General Aviation stories. My new "other" blog is going to be about things I don't understand because they don't make any sense. Or they seem, but aren't, supernatural. Or just things I really love, or really hate. Oh yea, and I want to have a place to tell airline stories. And I had promised in GA Informal that I would not do that. And I have kept that promise. But now I'm starting to get crazy dreams about my old airline career and it's time to tell the stories and hopefully the dreams will go away as my former suffering fades from mind. Also, I like to vent about religion a bit. I won't rant on, or be mean to Christianity. I will just talk common sense and fun. And there's music too, even though I'm in a narrow niche. We're goin to Rita Coolidge on the 18th. So look for me on another channel. I may call the blog "Lloyd's free-for-all" or maybe.... "I"m Uncle Lou, and I Take Everything Personally". Happy late Thanksgiving everyone. Talk to you soon. GA Informal. :::::+:::::