Flight Safety

I have been in my dorm room for two nights, and three days. I can’t say it’s been exciting yet, because all I’ve done is watch TV and eat sandwiches.

I’ve met a few new people here, they all seem pretty nice.

I’m still adjusting I guess, I waited until 7 PM to even wander out of my room to come to the library. I’m not really sure why, but I just don’t have the desire to go out and do anything. yet.


It’s been a wild couple of days. Since the 24th, I have been in Orlando. I was helping my parents with a Scrapbook show(oh yea baby). Now the show is over and I’m sitting in the rental car with my moms laptop. I’m fairly embarressed that my mother has a better technology setup than me. Her new HP laptop, with T-Mobile wireless GPRS connectivity. It’s actually pretty awesome.

Anyways, it’s hotter than hell here. The show was a drag, didn’t really do well. Other than that, for me, it wasn’t too bad. I worked harder shows, and longer shows, so this was a cakewalk.

Since I’m on a less than 56k connection, I will wait to upload any pictures. I have a bunch of the plane ride in, and show, and random other items. I hopefully will be online again in a few days, but I’m still unsure at this time.

I miss home already. I think I started missing home as soon as I stepped on the plane. I know that once I get settled in here I will feel a lot better, but it still hasn’t really hit me yet. I’m use to flying out somewhere, working a show, and flying home. Well I have no home to fly home to this week.

I’m excited, and scared still. I know I have the opportunity of a lifetime, and I should be nothing less than giggly about it, but I’m still just scared.

My mom flew in last night, it was great to see her here. I know that she is here to help me through it, but I think I’m helping her more.

uh huh

Imagine, if you will, a nearly empty room. A single light, with a box on the floor for a chair. A desk spare of any contents, and a lone keyboard and mouse. That is me, writing to you right now. I have, literally, nothing left here. I have thrown away even more stuff, it’s amazing.

I have one table left, cluttered with crap. Papers, pay stubs, books, signs, headphones, blank CD’s, and the scriptures I got from my grandparents when I was 8. Dated March 10, 1991. Weird.

I just need to find a box to cram all this junk into, and I’m almost not ready to go.

Only thing left is everything.

Work goodbye:

I’m not really sure where to start.

For the past two years I have been pursuing my interest in aviation. For as long as I can remember I knew I wanted to be a pilot. Encouraged by relatives, and friends, I began training for my Private Pilots license two summers ago. Trying to balance work and training at the same time, made the progress slow. I knew that one day I would have to dedicate my full attention to flying. Those days are now.

I have been given the opportunity to attend a school in Vero Beach Florida, FlightSafety. That is where I will receive training for multiple FAA certifications, which will allow me to fly commercially, as well as instruct my own students one day. I currently have no long term goal for airline, or specific career choice. I’m interested in medical transports, fire suppression, private and corporate charter.

It’s been fun working with everyone. I look up to and admire the entire IT staff, as they have all taught me something. I will never forget my experiences here.

If you’re at all interested about my progress, I have setup a web journal at http://www.blizzue.com (Still a nerd at heart).

My last day is Friday the 19th of August. I will be at Capones that evening if you care to join me. My cell number will not change.

Darkmeat out.


This is the first day, of the last week, at my current job.

‘You’ve been missing a lot of work lately…’
‘I wouldn’t say that I’ve been missing it Bobs.’

Over the last few weeks I have had more fun with friends, than I have had in a long time. I have been more places than I have ever been in my entire life, here in Coeur d’Alene. Having lived here for so long, and still be able to say ‘I’ve never been there’ is kind of pathetic. There are few places left on the ‘I never’ list now.

I have said some good byes, and will be saying more this week I’m sure.

I’m starting to feel that I’m really ready to leave.