Every Friday we slow the heck down and rewind to some classic posts. And by “classic,” I mean “old.” Here’s one for all of you who love to fly…

…let’s face it: “imminent death” was a great theme for the whole flight.  When the pilot turned the crank to start the engine, I briefly thought they had a fancy shiatsu massage.  But no, it was just the bolts flying out of the fuselage and wedging into my lumbar area, wherever that is.

Read the entire post here.