Comments on: Cabin Pressure Prevents Your Head From Exploding

By: JJ

JJ — Sat, 24 Sep 2005 04:09:24 +0000

Thanks Eric. I love the “China Poot” sign. Classic.

By: Eric

Eric — Sat, 24 Sep 2005 03:38:47 +0000

Wandered through on BE and I love the blog!

By: JJ

JJ — Sat, 24 Sep 2005 01:53:03 +0000

See you at the party Richter!

By: Kevvy Kev

Kevvy Kev — Sat, 24 Sep 2005 01:48:51 +0000

JJ, I learned that lesson on cabin pressure from watching Total Recall. You should have known all of this already. Duh.

By: JJ

JJ — Fri, 23 Sep 2005 22:27:14 +0000

Kyknoord:
This meeting was just like you described. Nearly 6 hours in a small conference room hundreds of miles away from home, surrounded by people who are totally stressing out.

LC:
Did you have a crush on Emilio Estevez circa 1988 (Young Guns 2)?

Ev:
I’d prefer an evil prehensile tail. You could climb and hang all evil and shit.

Jennifer:
I think a lot of us feel that way. Every time I’m in a plane about to land, I try not to look out the window. That’s the part that freaks me out. I always worry the plane’s going to skid off the runway and catch on fire.

Sar:
Ice Ice Baby. dun dun dun dun dunna nun na.

Heather:
Thanks. Me too. That woulda sucked.

By: heather

heather — Fri, 23 Sep 2005 22:18:26 +0000

i’m glad your head didn’t explode.

By: sar

sar — Fri, 23 Sep 2005 16:35:28 +0000

For some reason I have Queen & Bowie’s Under Pressure stuck in my relatively stablized head.

Glad you made it there safe if not sound though. May you have a better experience on the way back.

By: Jennifer

Jennifer — Fri, 23 Sep 2005 15:03:06 +0000

I’ve done lots of flying (Army Brat) and I never much liked it. I still don’t…it isn’t so much the ‘flying’ but the ideas that plague me every time I go up. Sometimes an overactive imagination is not a good thing. Numerous ways of the plane and hence my demise run through my head. I always give a sigh of relief when the wheels finally touch ground.

By: Ev

Ev — Fri, 23 Sep 2005 13:46:26 +0000

This is why we should all just evolve and grow wings.

Fuck, man. I want some goddamned wings. Leathery bat wings of evil flight.

So’s I can fly all evil and shit.

By: LC

LC — Fri, 23 Sep 2005 10:29:00 +0000

Shit.
I hate flying. hate, Hate, HATE!
Yes, I am a big, fat baby.. but I don’t care..
It’s hard enough getting my ass on a plane.. but with all these stories recently it’s like tempting fate. That stupid-ass Jet Blue thing.. all those international crashes and now your story..
Shit.
I have to get on a plane Oct. 5th. SO.. if you hear of a plane going down on its way to St. John.. you know that my prediction came true.. and I died in a blaze of glory..
Shit.