Velmuiluketju

[salaryman]

^Mr. Suom...suoni, otaksun?

[chr]

Väärä topikki, velmua.

[Partasuti]

Keikarit kolttosilla.

[Kukke]

Tämän takia aion ostaa quattro-Audin, eipä pääse kukaan jekkuilemaan. ;)

[Mp]

^Jep, tästä hommasta on velmuilu kaukana.

[salaryman]

Tämä nyt varsinaista velmuilua mutta silti aika velmua:

[salaryman]

On duuneja ja duuneja. Kaikissa on joskus kuningashetkensä. Toisissa ne ovat vaan...miten sen sanoisi...muiden yläpuolella. Kuten esimerkiksi oli SR-71 piloteilla:

We listened as the shaky voice of a lone Cessna pilot asked Center for a readout of his ground speed. Center replied: "November Charlie 175, I'm showing you at ninety knots on the ground."

Now the thing to understand about Center controllers, was that whether they were talking to a rookie pilot in a Cessna, or to Air Force One, they always spoke in the exact same, calm, deep, professional, tone that made one feel important. I referred to it as the " Houston Center voice." I have always felt that after years of seeing documentaries on this country's space program and listening to the calm and distinct voice of the Houston controllers, that all other controllers since then wanted to sound like that, and that they basically did. And it didn't matter what sector of the country we would be flying in, it always seemed like the same guy was talking. Over the years that tone of voice had become somewhat of a comforting sound to pilots everywhere. Conversely, over the years, pilots always wanted to ensure that, when transmitting, they sounded like Chuck Yeager, or at least like John Wayne. Better to die than sound bad on the radios.

Just moments after the Cessna's inquiry, a Twin Beech piped up on frequency, in a rather superior tone, asking for his ground speed. "I have you at one hundred and twenty-five knots of ground speed." Boy, I thought, the Beechcraft really must think he is dazzling his Cessna brethren. Then out of the blue, a navy F-18 pilot out of NAS Lemoore came up on frequency. You knew right away it was a Navy jock because he sounded very cool on the radios. "Center, Dusty 52 ground speed check". Before Center could reply, I'm thinking to myself, hey, Dusty 52 has a ground speed indicator in that million-dollar cockpit, so why is he asking Center for a readout? Then I got it, ol' Dusty here is making sure that every bug smasher from Mount Whitney to the Mojave knows what true speed is. He's the fastest dude in the valley today, and he just wants everyone to know how much fun he is having in his new Hornet. And the reply, always with that same, calm, voice, with more distinct alliteration than emotion: "Dusty 52, Center, we have you at 620 on the ground."

And I thought to myself, is this a ripe situation, or what? As my hand instinctively reached for the mic button, I had to remind myself that Walt was in control of the radios. Still, I thought, it must be done - in mere seconds we'll be out of the sector and the opportunity will be lost. That Hornet must die, and die now. I thought about all of our Sim training and how important it was that we developed well as a crew and knew that to jump in on the radios now would destroy the integrity of all that we had worked toward becoming. I was torn.

Somewhere, 13 miles above Arizona, there was a pilot screaming inside his space helmet. Then, I heard it. The click of the mic button from the back seat. That was the very moment that I knew Walter and I had become a crew. Very professionally, and with no emotion, Walter spoke: "Los Angeles Center, Aspen 20, can you give us a ground speed check?" There was no hesitation, and the replay came as if was an everyday request. "Aspen 20, I show you at one thousand eight hundred and forty-two knots, across the ground."

I think it was the forty-two knots that I liked the best, so accurate and proud was Center to deliver that information without hesitation, and you just knew he was smiling. But the precise point at which I knew that Walt and I were going to be really good friends for a long time was when he keyed the mic once again to say, in his most fighter-pilot-like voice: "Ah, Center, much thanks, we're showing closer to nineteen hundred on the money."

[C o r l e o n e]

Kakkua keikarille...

https://www.facebook.com/319542434729397/photos/a.319546984728942.99481.319542434729397/870107113006257/?type=1&theater

[konda]

^^hyvin kerrottu stoori, jäbät oli varmaan melko kananlihoilla.

[Ville]

9gag on kuin onkin löytänyt lempikuvani Hel-looksista, mutta otsikko on jotain aivan muuta...

http://9gag.com/gag/aQqKXR8

[Hermes]

Voi johtua väsymyksestä, mutta tämä sai itseni eilen suhteellisen huvittuneeksi :D hauska ajatella minkälainen ihminen kirjoituksen takana on.

(kommentti siis villen juttuun taloussanomista, missä puhutaan lepolesteistä)

[mbch]

Jahas :D pesiytyminen taas käynnissä.

[Ville]

Juu, en ole kahteen vuoteen lukenut noita kolumnien kommentteja. Pari ensimmäistä viikkoa vakuutti minut kasvottomien verkko-olmien lukevan Talsaa ja kommentoivan aidanseipäitä kuin hullut puuroa. En voi ymmärtää.

[excavator]

Voi johtua väsymyksestä, mutta tämä sai itseni eilen suhteellisen huvittuneeksi :D hauska ajatella minkälainen ihminen kirjoituksen takana on.

(kommentti siis villen juttuun taloussanomista, missä puhutaan lepolesteistä)

Tässä ei ole kyllä mitään velmuilua mutta ajattelin viikonloppuna aivan samansuuntaisesti bongattuani puolisen tusinaa yhdistelmää; mun puusilmaan täydellisesti istuvaa rakenteetonta navya blazeria + pilottimaliin reiskat tai McQueen persolit + suora jakaus + chinot (niissä sentään variaatiota eli eivät olleet kaikilla saman värisiä) ja omaksikin hämmästykekseni oli vielä löydetty ruskeat louferit tai broquet linttaan poljettujen mustien eccojen tilalle. Ihan väkisinkin tuli semmoinen ajatus mieleen että tämä lama ei tainnut vielä olla tässä. No itse olisin muotoillut talsan palstalle kommentin jotenkin niin että 'nousukaudella keskiluokkaiseenkin julkaisuun on helpompi sisällyttää näin korkealuokkaista materiaalia, muina aikoina klapien edut tuppaavat jäämään vain vakavien asianharrastajien tietoisuuteen'.

[kapten GT]

Miten lama liittyy tähän? Keskikaupungilla tuppaa liikkumaan työssäkäyvää tai muuten paremmin toimeentulevaa porukkaa. Eikä tuon tyyppinen siististi pukeutuminen niin paljoa maksa, etteikö siihen olisi tuolla viiteryhmällä varaa. Mahdollinen kurjuus ja köyhyys näkyy ihan muualla.