That moment when you're playlist February turns out to be really short. Also, it started off really hopeful and inspiring then took a turn but still ended there...kinda.
TMW amazon decides to get you you're order to you 3 days early. (Should be fun, provided they make good on that.)
TMW you return something you're certain won't be accepted, and they just take it postage-paid.! Hail Amazon Prime, I guess.
TMW three guys start gathering in front of you by the bus, and you wonder if somethings about to go down. Followed by TMW it's a complete anticlimax, and they all walk off in different directions with no punches thrown.
TMW you're sitting looking at something a friend sent you, and their is something loud outside making the house rumble a bit. Stepped out for a smoke, and two matte black Chinooks fly by about 100-150 feet off the deck heading west. Kinda neat kinda spooky.
Looking the word up was interesting. There's wind, salmon, and even people called Chinook. But I kinda figured from your description that it was some kind of flying craft.
Considering that I work with people who sometimes act as if I can read minds and divine what their intents are, sometimes I wonder if some of us honestly think we're in such a fantasy world. TMW you are googling the topography of Kansas to really see if it's as flat as everyone says it is. EDIT: It seems Florida is really the one that wins the prize of 'flattest state in America', due to the highest elevation being only around 100 miles above sea level.
100 miles? What's your source for this madness? According to Wikipedia, the highest point in Florida (Britton Hill) is only 345 feet above sea level. The generally-accepted beginning of space is 100 km above sea level. According to you, Florida is 61 km above the boundary of space.
That moment when you're afraid your social awkwardness offended someone, but you're too socially awkward to do anything about it... So you stand there in awkward silence, as the people in the room stare at you waiting for you to do something..... Then you excuse yourself and leave the room all together and agonize the whole way home about how fucking awkward you are and wonder why people even talk to you in the first place....
TMW when there's a loud noise above. You look up and see a couple of A10 Warthogs hanging in the air in positions that do not seem physically possible. A chill runs down your spine, and you're grateful you're not living in a war zone, but a friendly country to the Warthog operators which are just training.