Also I'd like to know how in the hell I ended up dreaming about talking to William Shatner about Ben Browder.
Oh! And I also got to fly a plane that was crash landing. Which had a split seal near the cabin that 'magically' resealed itself from the pressure. We wiggled onto the runway like a snake.
*snerk* I don't think I'll be finding any interpretation for that any time soon.
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