After a six hour drive, I'm face to face with exactly what I wanted to run away from last week: Stillwater. I've been here less than six hours and I'm already bored. It's alright though, one day of studying, one day of checkride, and one-half day of driving are all that separate me from the place of home cooked meals and cultural mecca that is Hope.
Avgas jumped up 20 cents per gallon, and is slated for another, equal increase here in a few weeks. It won't surprise me to see it top $3.00 a gallon for 100LL here before the summer is over. Maybe if we just renamed Iraq to "New Texas" or "Exxon" then we could start telling OPEC where to go. In the meantime, I'm glad I lease airplanes wet (fuel included), and drive a car with pretty good gas mileage. I only need to pay for gas until I get the bugs worked out of my "Mr. Fusion" that I made out of an old popcorn maker, some pinball parts, and a live chicken.
To top it all off, I left my glasses in Hope, so I can barely read what I'm typing here. Maybe I shouldn't have taken my contacts out yet...
Eric, stop instigating.
Jeff C.
