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Snorting his way across the USA
Of the national (is that capitalized) emergency wireless notification system.
I was out on a bike ride with two pilot friends of mine. Actually one pilot friend of mine and her husband and I know that sounds awkward but trust me it wasn't. Anyway, about 30 miles in to a 43 miler, um... we will name him.... Paul. Paul's phone starts going nuts. At first I think there are bicycle cops behind us sirens blaring wanting us to stop. I do not know what police bicycle sirens sound like but if I had to wager a guess, they would sound like that. A moment later, um... we will name her... Jill. I should have named Paul Jack. Dammit. Anyway, her phone starts going nuts.
I read on the news. Literally, I was reading the close captioning on the news station yesterday at the gym that on Wednesday there would be some national EAS test. I assumed that would be where if you were a submarine commander and you got fragmented orders to nuke Russia and China you would start some conflict with Denzel Washington and at the end of the day he would prevail. I quickly ruled that scenario out. I fully expected my telephone to sound the nucular alert next but it never did.
Short story long, as in longer than it probably should be but I have been watching too many @SixPapaCharlie videos lately so I felt compelled to give the complete account, as a short version does not work with FSDO from what I hear. At any rate, although my non-Android phone with soon to be antiquated charging cables did not sound even though the others did, I did notice something peculiar.
In the past, I would get notifications of some terrible event like an Amber child abduction or perhaps a zombie outbreak but I was powerless to do anything about it because I could never actually read the full message. It would flash briefly on the lockscreen, then disappear, and nothing could be done to retrieve it. Bad system. This time, it actually stuck. On the lockscreen only, maybe it is someplace else but it stayed long enough to read the text that it was a test of the national wireless attack submarine alert system, and it stayed there until I actively acknowledged the message. I'm not entirely sure it involved attack submarines and I think it may not have, but at least I was able to determine that it was a legitimate, non-fragmented message that Denzel Washington never would have questioned.
Oh the pilot friend. Friends. Friend. They are from the PB. We used to meet in Santa Rosa at another PB pilot's house, and ride the Tour De Fuzz. This time they were camping out in a local 916 campground at a lake by a prison made famous by Johnny Cash and we did a ride and ate hamburgers and drank beer.
And we are about out. I need to make a beer run.
I was out on a bike ride with two pilot friends of mine. Actually one pilot friend of mine and her husband and I know that sounds awkward but trust me it wasn't. Anyway, about 30 miles in to a 43 miler, um... we will name him.... Paul. Paul's phone starts going nuts. At first I think there are bicycle cops behind us sirens blaring wanting us to stop. I do not know what police bicycle sirens sound like but if I had to wager a guess, they would sound like that. A moment later, um... we will name her... Jill. I should have named Paul Jack. Dammit. Anyway, her phone starts going nuts.
I read on the news. Literally, I was reading the close captioning on the news station yesterday at the gym that on Wednesday there would be some national EAS test. I assumed that would be where if you were a submarine commander and you got fragmented orders to nuke Russia and China you would start some conflict with Denzel Washington and at the end of the day he would prevail. I quickly ruled that scenario out. I fully expected my telephone to sound the nucular alert next but it never did.
Short story long, as in longer than it probably should be but I have been watching too many @SixPapaCharlie videos lately so I felt compelled to give the complete account, as a short version does not work with FSDO from what I hear. At any rate, although my non-Android phone with soon to be antiquated charging cables did not sound even though the others did, I did notice something peculiar.
In the past, I would get notifications of some terrible event like an Amber child abduction or perhaps a zombie outbreak but I was powerless to do anything about it because I could never actually read the full message. It would flash briefly on the lockscreen, then disappear, and nothing could be done to retrieve it. Bad system. This time, it actually stuck. On the lockscreen only, maybe it is someplace else but it stayed long enough to read the text that it was a test of the national wireless attack submarine alert system, and it stayed there until I actively acknowledged the message. I'm not entirely sure it involved attack submarines and I think it may not have, but at least I was able to determine that it was a legitimate, non-fragmented message that Denzel Washington never would have questioned.
Oh the pilot friend. Friends. Friend. They are from the PB. We used to meet in Santa Rosa at another PB pilot's house, and ride the Tour De Fuzz. This time they were camping out in a local 916 campground at a lake by a prison made famous by Johnny Cash and we did a ride and ate hamburgers and drank beer.
And we are about out. I need to make a beer run.
