The C's

Corvettes

What can one said about America's favorite sports car, that hasn't been said before? Plenty.

If you haven't been fortunate enough to own one or even just ride on one, get to it before some self aggrandizing politician decides to terminate them.

My love affair with this vehicle came on a spring afternoon, when I was just a little kid of maybe 6 years old. One of my uncles had a shiny red and white 1958, he took me for a ride on those glorious southern roads. You know the kind, the ones where the trees line the streets on both sides and meet high on the middle.

I remember feeling like I could fly. Those were the days before sit belts were "mandatory" and I could actually stand on the tight bucket seat, and extend my arms in the air.

I can still feel the warm wind on my face and making a mess of my uncle's hair.

That very same Christmas I got a model of a '63 white split window. It was like a trophy. My cousins and little friends wanted to play with it but there was no way I was going to let them. Playing with that car, holding it, looking at it, made me visualize my goal and I swore then that someday I would have my very own Corvette.

Many sunrises came and went, I grew up, I got to see my uncle's car traded for a more "sensible" family car. I remember seeing his face fighting tears as his precious baby was being driven away. I also felt a sense of loss when that happened.

Many more moons went by and I was still not getting close to owning my own Vette. I was reading every magazine that featured a Corvette, scheming and planning on how to get one. Finally in 1990 I was able to make that dream come true.

Driving home one Sunday night with some friends, we came upon a small little town in Colorado. In a corner gas station there was a covered car. I knew somehow, that it was a Vette. I got to take a peek and it was gorgeous. A 1982 Eckler's edition (ground effects), two tone, white-silver Corvette!!!

The car wasn't for sale. But as my grandma used to say "You'll never know, until you ask". Well, next morning I called the gas station, got in touch with the owner and as fate would have it, he was also pressed to get a more "sensible" family car. It brought back memories.

A few days later my dream was in my driveway. I finally had a CORVETTE!

Wow, I guess what they said, about visualizing, dreaming and striving for it does make dreams come true.

The B's

BREASTS

Well, not much of an explanation here. I’m a huge fan!

Hum, actually, yes I think I need to explain a couple of things, no pun intended.

Perhaps saying that I just love breasts may convey the wrong idea; for I do love the owners of such charms. Women!

Hopefully I’ll get to switch the chauvinistic pig label that some may have already assigned, for someone who actually cares for their well being and their beauty.

I love breasts not only for the obvious reason, but because of what they can do. They sustain life!
Now, that's a cool trick. They also make you feel good.

I know that I was breast fed, so it is of no surprise that I love breasts. I can actually remember their warmth from those early days. So, now that I'm an adult I tend to gravitate to that which puts a smile on my face and brings beauty into my world.

You know what they say, “Beautiful thoughts, builds a beautiful soul”

I also have decided not to be a hypocrite anymore and sincerely admit to the fact. I’m a FAN!
I can’t count how many times, when I was feeling pissed or out sorts, just one single glance to a beautiful pair would change my mood.

Maybe we need to export more of these to the Middle East. War over!

I often hear people giggling, ogling, judging and admiring in secret those amazing orbs. I supposed those actions stem from so many years of guilt dumped on us from misinterpreted religious texts, authority figures, media and political agendas that had contribute to our social confusion.

While in the path of “Enlightenment” I have come to three solid conclusions.

One, I love breasts.

Two, I needed to get involved in the eradication of breast cancer and

Three, people will go out of their way get offended!

I find it irrational the thinking that the mere sight, mention or acknowledgment of exposed breasts could be a “Bad”, “Insulting”, or worse, a “Dirty” thing. Can you imagine a greater insult to God? Thinking that His creation is dirty!? Madonna Mia!

The word that gets me is “Obscene” A pair of glorious boobs obscene?!

I tell you what’s obscene. Politicians, journalists, gurus, some religious leaders and fear mongers who unscrupulously are lining their pockets with ill gotten moneys drained from you and me through their agendas. It seems that our pain is their success.

Terrorism, destruction, uncontrolled greed, Government adoration, THAT’S obscene.

I seem to remember an instance where a new mother was rudely told to breast feed in the bathroom of a certain box-store; simply because it may offend others!!!

Or, the time when a beautiful girl in Florida, who was simply washing off sand in a beach’s public outdoor shower was arrested, because her breasts were exposed!

In a society which seems to adore all that is “Natural” and “Green” and exalt the virtues of Indigenous peoples from around the World for their simple living. We are sure confused as hell about this one. I call it hypocrisy.

One of the simples and happiest people on the planet are the Yawalapiti of Brazil. Their acceptance for their nudity is impressive. A way of life.

You will think that running around naked in the jungle for Millennia would have lead them naturally to cover themselves for practical reasons. No.

They accept who they are and how God made them. No judgment, no guilt, no embarrassment and not political gain. They LIKE who they are and how they look. Some may be tempted to call these people “savages” but, between you and me. I believe they are more rational than lots of people we all know.

I do accept and agree that there’s a place and time for everything. We have a responsibility to safeguard the innocence of childhood. But imparting knowledge and proper teaching about our own beauty goes along ways.

Nude feminine beauty has been adored and regarded throughout centuries. From the early cave dwellers, to ancient Rome and Greece thru Today, and I suspect for Thousands of years to come.

Personally I’m gonna do my best to see that it does.

Keep in mind that thousands if not millions of dollars are spent in private art collections and museums around the world. And what do we find on these magnificent frescoes? …Naked women!

That’s right, glorious, beautiful, majestic, natural naked Women.

If these frescoes are good enough to be in the ceilings of some of the most hallowed cathedrals and museums in the world, then I feel that I’m in pretty good company. And to think, that I once was almost fired for looking a picture of beautiful nude woman. Geez!

So, I've decided to do something about it. Love them, respect them, save them and admired them!
After all, they are part of us.

I've learn to live within my nature. Not to fight it or give in to it, but to understand it and enjoy it. Maybe I’m not alone on this.

“When You Change The Way You Look at Things, The Things You Look at Change”.

About the A's

Perhaps saying that the "A" stands for Aviation alone may not be all that accurate. It also stands for America. I'm so damn proud to be an American that my mouth hurts from smiling!

So, henceforth, the A's will stand for America & Aviation… and other “A” related activities that I happen to be interested in.

AMERICA
...Land That I Love... Yeah, most of us know the little tune, but it just so happens to be true in my case. I’m genuinely in love with my country. I love every day on this glorious land of ours.

Somehow, somewhere someone decided to make it unfashionable if you feel the stirs of Patriotism within. They dimed it to be “controversial” and passé. Not for this kid!

Politics aside, I believe this part of the world to be amazing. Amazing not only for what it represents but for its raw natural splendor.

I have had the opportunity to visit 44 of our States; meet their people, taste their foods and participate in many local activities. In every one of those States I have found a piece of America, alive and well.

Not all is perfect of course. We have so much more to learn and teach, but given the alternative, I’ll take it any day!

Having had the opportunity to travel abroad to many other wonderful places (20 countries and counting), still fills me with awe and joy, every time I land back on this soil. It has made me appreciate what we have right outside our front doors. I enjoy the interaction from other cultures and philosophies; it gives me a comparison and a sensible platform to base my own observations of America.

Hell, just look around - Aviation, Breasts & Corvettes™, all under one sun for everyone to love and enjoy in peace. Only in America!

Man, what a gift we have here. Don't F-it Up!

Big props to all of those who are protecting it.


AVIATION
Aviation has always been a huge part of who I am. I was born for it.
My early years were always around airports and airplanes.

Since childhood my imagination soared to great heights when the glorious Thunder of jets pounded on my chest. The metallic wings glitter in the Sun and I was off the ground when the smell of JP4 fueled my dreams.

I love Aviation as a whole. But, the most interesting form of flight to me, it is the personal type.

The idea of being able to leave the ground and a few moments later you’re touching clouds man, that's exciting to me; especially if you don't have to buy a frigging ticket to do it.

Tremendous leaps have been made by entrepreneurial companies in the arena of personal aviation in the last few years.

These manufacturers make personal flying gear with the intent to get the average Joe (me) up into the wild blue. Albeit not the cheapest thing either, but close enough.

You don't have to spend countless hours in a class room taking expensive courses; nor have to have a "license" to fly. No sir, you take a few instructor guided classes and then walk up to the nearest hilltop and boom, you're learning to fly!

I'm talking about Paragliders, Power Paragliders and Ultralight aircraft. These awesome machines will take you up there Yeah!

After the proper training has been imparted you too can be with the birds. Just because the power of flight has been made available to you, doesn't mean that any half-whit with gear should take to the air. There are plenty of those on the roads already.
You need a certified instructor to school you on the right way to take advantage of your new flying machine.

Lately I've been increasingly interested on purchasing a two place Ultralight. The Cosmos (French) has been an industry standard, but trying to find parts and such around these here parts it is almost impossible or very expensive. So, I'm definitely looking for a home grown brand. North Wing, Spartan DFS, etc.

We will see what '09 brings.

My dream is to someday do a cross-country flight in a Delta-Wing ultra light. (Remember Flyaway Home?)

But if I really want to get my adrenaline really pumping and my senses heighten, then I book it to the next upcoming Air show!

My whole being comes truly alive when the sky-ripping sound of Raptors, Eagles, Vipers and Falcons thunders in the space above me. Now I know where Pink Floyd came up with the “Delicate Sound of Thunder” title.

Commercial Aviation also plays a great part in my life. It allows me to interact with others around the world. I get to visit great new places, see new things and develop my understanding of our World. I hate those damn long lines though.

About Ed's ABC's

Yep. It’s true. My passions pretty much live within the confines of the first three letters of the Alphabet. How fortunate for me!

I supposed I could have named my blog “Ed’s Happy Places”. It would have also described my sentiments, because that is exactly what my ABC’s represent. A wonderful escape from the prescribed doctrine and dull drum of everyday life.

This is something I've been wanting to do for a little while, but I’ve have always wonder for whom do we write these thoughts for? Is it for public consumption or is it to satisfy an inner personal desire?
I guess either answer is just as well; because as we learn more about ourselves, others too my benefit from our findings.

I know that there are forces, vibrations or waves if you will, floating around in the ever mystical Ether that somehow reaches our gray matter and inspires us to give power to our intentions; To take action or, to just passively enjoy a thing or a thought. Hell, it makes me use both sides of my brain… Top and Bottom.

In that regard, I don’t consider myself any different from anyone else. I suppose the difference lies in the actions I take.

So, in an effort to be true to myself and while pondering brilliant nuggets of wisdom from Dyer, Nietzsche, Lennon, Simmons, Heffner, Cartman and Hank Hill – I came to the conclusion that, it may be beneficial for me to re-enforce in writing those things that adds joy, happiness and purpose into my life. You know, the whole “Doing what you love, love what you’re doing” thing.

I’m not trying to make a statement, or indictment nor judgment of my society. I’m only trying to attract more of what makes me alive; Seeking likeminded interaction and progression. Otherwise, without passions, I believe we become weak and our lives ride in endless cycle of monotony.

This is not to say that my whole life revolved only around these subjects. These things are definitely connected to much more. But in the end Aviation – Breasts & Corvettes™ motivate me.

Here’s to my own self-ministered therapy!!