Those who know, know. Part III.
Oh, and it’s NEVER Black Flag out there. When I say never, I mean ALWAYS. ‘Cept when it’s freezing-ass cold.
This is one of those happy accidents that you have to be ready for when traveling. For our trip to Oklahoma, I wanted my kids to learn about the different Native American tribes. After some reading and research, I decided on the Five Civilized Tribes Museum in Muskogee. In hindsight, I should have focused on the Cherokee in Tahlequah. The Five Civilized Tribes Museum consists entirely of “Andrew Jackson moved us here, here’s some art.” The art was good but unsatisfying for the left-brains of the family.
A pamphlet stand for area attractions included one for the USS Batfish. A submarine in land-locked Oklahoma? This deserved further investigation.
The USS Batfish is a Balao-class submarine.
The Tulsa Air and Space Museum was a nice find. A retired American Airlines MD-80 is parked outside, and an F-14 Tomcat is among the aircraft inside.
The museum pays homage to Oklahoma aviators and astronauts, including a large display about Wiley Post, Will Rogers, and their ill-fated flight in Alaska. Another display described the last B-24 built at the Douglas plant in Tulsa, the “Tulsamerican”, which later went down in the Adriatic. Art deco pieces of the old airport building are preserved, as well as a couple of old Spartan airplanes. Oklahoma astronauts include Apollo 10 and Apollo-Soyuz commander Thomas Stafford, Skylab astronauts Owen Garriott and William Pogue, and Shuttle astronauts Shannon Lucid and John Herrington.
They also had up-to-date stargazer news, including the rendezvous with the Dawn mission to Ceres, the solar eclipse earlier in March, and updates on the James Webb Space Telescope.
On the same road, not far from the museum is Evelyn’s Soul Food Restaurant. This was a nice place to have lunch then return to the museum.
Of gluten. Here is a primer.
It’s all about dogmatic feelings of victimization.
H/T Keith M.
I almost spit out my coffee. Carol is awesome. Just awesome. These days, she makes Shane look like Stuart Smalley.
H/T to Boston Maggie via Twiddah.
It isn’t often that I can relate to a professional golfer. Mostly because they usually don’t lay the sod over a 70-yard flop, or three-putt from ten feet. That, and I am a lot more settled with the idea that I am not very good at golf. I am not a club-thrower, either, but I do understand the urge. As does every other golfer, including Judge Smails.
Mr. McIlroy, unlike me, has a brand new custom-fit 3-iron waiting for him this morning, free of charge, that Nike started building before the ripples in the pond had spread. Maybe that is another reason I don’t throw clubs. I can’t afford it.
You’ve been warned. A world where bastid cats outnumber humans six to one….. A whole enslaved class of people whose menial tasks include cleaning litter boxes and opening cans, vacuuming up hair, cleaning cat-barf…..
They MUST be stopped!