My pleasure— I'm in the middle of Bill Bryson's "Summer 1927". A lot of this info is cribbed from there (and there's a whole lot more about the other Orteig Prize competitors, and a ton of other stuff that happened that eventful summer).

I'm sorry, I should have added, "Unless you want a kicking."

There's an interesting quirk of the human psyche known as the Exposure Effect. The more times we're exposed to something, the more familiar it becomes and the more we like it. This is why marketers hypersaturate the airwaves with specific commercials and why that annoying song you hear on the radio all the time starts…

It was definitely a different time. The technology wasn't there, so people relied on their skills. The idea of not having a radio or a windscreen is completely unthinkable these days. But back then, a radio that could transmit that distance was very heavy (I think the Columbia flight had a radio that weighed…

It may not show up in the photos, but most of the skin of the fuselage of the plane wasn't metal, it was fabric, treated with a waterproofing agent— the skeleton is metal tubing, which was lighter and stronger than wood.

Anyone I like. Your guilt is not my problem.

How the fuck can ANYONE watch this much ESPN? I get a blinding headache after 10 minutes.

Please, produce the relevant financial statements that show how much money Gawker is making off of dead children posts. I'd like to see them, so I can boycott the relevant sponsors.

This must be "Secret Bill Watterson Week" at Gawker Media. I ain't complaining.

Watterson's genius is not in his artwork (even though it is fantastic, and Charles Schultz said he loved how "Calvin's shoes look like dinner rolls"), it's in his depth of characters and his understanding of people at a fundamental level.

Jesus, I hope she doesn't run. And I'm a lifelong Democrat.

I totally forgot about this. Watching Merchado in the lead off clip, all I could think was he went to the Zambrano School of Anger Management...

Because there are few, if any, regulations regarding food labeling:

This guy showed up at our back door one very hot and muggy August day. I don't have a copy of the pictures my wife took on that day but he was a complete mess just by looking at him. We managed to trap him and get him to our vet. We figured he wasn't going to make it since he looked so scraggly, but we figured he…

And Chicken Delight.

So, nothing, then.

Stop being judgey. Like the Taliban.

I'm sorry, who and who?

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Billings, 2022!