On the Road to 107

I’ve been debating for months whether or not I wanted to get into droning. For years, I resisted the urge to learn the laws surrounding registration and piloting unmanned aircraft for commercial use. It always seemed like more of a headache than it was worth. Plus, very few people ever asked me if I offered that service, so I wrote it off as a non-essential wormhole. But I finally decided that, in order to stay competitive, I should probably bite the bullet and just do the damned thing.

I’m flying recreationally right now while I study for my Part 107 exam. I decided to give myself less than a week to prepare because I wanted to push myself to learn the material and get what I need. That urgency, while motivating, has been a source of stress, too.

We live within Class D airspace thanks to Lunken, but with the ease of using LAANC to automate FAA approval up to an altitude of 400 feet, I’ve been enjoying checking out the skies from above. Hopefully I pass my test this Thursday.

Bye Boy

Went out to Bethel for a funeral. Probably the last time I’ll ever see this.

Rachmaninoff Symphony No. 2

Violinist James Ehnes beholds the crowd in Springer Auditorium after his solo.

Memory Box

Went in to find some ticket stubs I saved from 20 years ago to send to a friend. Ended up going through all the artifacts and photos I have saved in there.

I’ve kept this unorganized mess of memories in this box for as long as I can remember.

Medieval Living

Went up to Dayton for work today and passed by an apartment complex with these outlandish circular towers on every stand-alone building. I know nothing about this place, but I would imagine it was built during the mid-70s when Midcentury Medieval Revival was a winding-down trend. It all feels very Kings Island to me.

Ball?

While I watched the 1994 classic Angels in the Outfield on the couch, Myrtle brought me her ball to throw. Also, sidetone: I remember Christopher Lloyd being in that movie in way more scenes than he actually was.