Cougars, vomit, and the future

So there I was on the last leg of another hot and sweaty day in the back a chopper heading home after a day spent hopping from one dusty FOB to another, I had 4 or 5 passengers on board and the windows open to try to cool it off. One of my pax, a tiny little Indian guy that couldn't have weighed more than 100 lbs, he seemed pretty nervous when he got on board and got even more anxious when we lifted off and went bouncing into the dust-filled sky over the red desert. I just figured he was like any number of the hundreds of other guys that fly around with us so I just ignored him as I got back to reading a book on my Kindle. After about 30 minutes and just a bit of mild bumping, out of the corner of my eye I saw him lean his head back and I just assumed he was dozing off but suddenly he pitched forward and let loose with the most massive cannon-load of vomit that I've ever seen.

In spite of the noise and his obvious discomfort I was suddenly overcome with the desire to ask him a dozen stupid questions like, "Hey, was it something I said? Or "Who wants chowder?"

Instead I kicked the trash bucket and tossed a roll of paper towels over to him and made him clean up his mess and then opened up the window directly behind him as fresh air usually helps with airsickness and it seemed to do the trick. However as we came in on our final approach and the aircraft was doing its violent washing-machine routine as it hovered into the LZ, he suddenly grabbed the bucket again and let loose with another blast almost as big as the first. Except this time it came shooting out his nose as well and from the way his eyes were bugging out, I thought he was gonna pop his eyeballs out of his head and squirt vomit out of his eye sockets. Taxiing to our parking spot, he let go with two more bursts, neither as large as the first two but impressive nonetheless. The other guys in the bird just stared at him in awe. Here a man had puked up probably 5% of his body weight in about 30 minutes and still had the strength to walk. I've been a few places and babysat my fair share of drunks and helped even helped take care of my preggo friends, I've gotta say I was impressed with this little guy! Or maybe he was just the ugliest pregnant chick I've ever seen lol.

Ahhh, I wish I had more exciting things happening in my life than work but unfortunately one of the great curses of the desert is the boredom, especially the off-work hours. On a particularly slow evening awhile back a few of us sat down and decided to try out some of the more unique dating websites that the internet has to offer and I have to say that I was a hit on both Cougarlife.com (old ladies, not the BYU variety) and some Indian site called Gogrumogru.com. Those old ladies are crazy lol. But I think from here on out if I decide that I want to meet anyone off of the internet I'll stick to the more mainstream type websites...and girls no more than 10 years older than me.

And R&R plans...I hate trying to make up my mind about where to go and what to do. I've got to pick and choose between a bunch of awesome places and people. So far I've got Virginia, Ukraine, London, Germany, Denver, Utah, Spokane, Vancouver, and a few others as potential destinations. 30 days just isn't enough!