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Americans just don't look good in shorts, a skill that only members of the Commonwealth have seem to have mastered. Englishmen do it well and Australians do it better but Americans have never understood how to bare the knees and still look manly. Like nipples, Americans continue to have some kind of Puritan hangover with knees. Free your knees my American cousins. Don't allow yourselves to be censored. Free your knees and stand proud.
There's absolutely nothing wrong with enjoying your job. Also, if you believe in that worn out modern parable about getting paid for what you enjoy doing then you never need to work again then everything is OK. However we all have work colleagues who enjoy things just a little bit too much. Surely going home must be a significant let down.
More often than not the order of words are more important than their meaning. Misinterpretation is a hazard that needs to be avoided. Unless of course the purpose is to deliberately mislead and create a situation advantageous to a particular set of circumstances. This very contrivance may not be seen as such by others, who may consider it to be mere folly or at worst an unconscionable error.
When is one pair enough? Should one wear two pair regularly? Or, should it be too difficult to wear three pair on a whim? Is this really sufficient to remove any thoughts of stiffness? Don't try and blame the cold or the altitude. Of course talking to your friends might help as long as you provide an accurate description. Your only other option of course is to go commando.
Napoleon said there was a only a single step between the ridiculous and sublime. One simple mistake, one small misunderstanding, one small slip of the tongue and everything can go the way of the shape of the pear. Those who insist on acting first and then following up with actions may need to move quicker than their thoughts allow.
...and admire the picture of yourself while pretending to pay attention to the lesser ranks. This is what leadership is all about. This one scene shows how to lead and what is expected. There is nothing more calming than authority. Display the cool eye and steady hand and smoke the pipe and men, real men, will follow you anywhere and do anything you say.
Winning that's what it's all about. No sense in doing your best if it doesn't result in a good old fashioned win. What if your best isn't good enough? Should participation alone suffice? As simple as this all may sound it really is quite complex. Winning alone may seem to some to be all. Yet will it be enough?
Right place right time or unfortunate coincidence? When looking for the right place sometimes the wrong place comes along. An inconvenient truth or an unlucky happenstance? Boarding this flight might take you to places you've not thought of, even worse it might take you to the ones you know. Sure it's dark now but can you afford to wait for later?
England! If you say it enough times is there anywhere better? England, England, oh England how it rolls off the tongue and sweetens the smile. Other countries' names try as they might can never have the same effect. It would be puerile to name them, or even hint at who they might be, but they would mostly be drawn from that sad lot of non-cricketing nations. Now is the time to brighten the smile and put the glint into the eye and say...
This would appear, at first, easy to do...as a pilot (or even a non-pilot) start by believing in the myth that gravity is your friend. Next you could take up the challenge that guns don't kill people only people with guns kill people (or whatever it is). Or you could even test if low alcohol beer in small glasses is any better than full strength beer in large doses.
These actions all carry consequences and most of them fatal. Destiny can be a tricky thing but why tempt the ill fates when a quiet beer should suffice?