Kaylee is a little freaked out because she got a packet of info about applying for colleges by next August, and taking the PSAT, and all sorts of stuff. It is kind of freaky. It's coming up so FAST.
My one flight this morning canceled because she didn't feel like it. My flight yesterday afternoon canceled because he didn't get around to making sure he could get in his hangar (he couldn't). My flight Saturday morning canceled because he forgot about it. Get your act together, people. ;)
Eric came out and worked on the T-6 today, and hopefully he got the seals on the prop done so the windshield stops oiling over on me, but the cylinder #2 was still reading too hot on climbout. So he's going to talk to the engine people and get back to us on what they think. I've got a butt load of rides to give this weekend and the weekend after it, and don't want to be doing that with a hot cylinder if we're going to hurt anything. So, we'll see what he comes up with.
The scanner for Kokomo reported two people doing meth in their truck...in the Kroger parking lot. The one I go to. Ugh. The scanner has stopped reporting overdoses because people will get all mad about it. But the call-outs, before they stopped them, were frequent, every single day, for ODs. This town really has a problem with this. :(
Last night I went to bed at 9:30 pm and slept until pretty much 8:30 am. You go, girl. And now it's 11 pm and I'm tired again. Bed time.
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