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	<title>Comments on: Flyover flub?</title>
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		<title>By: nickd</title>
		<link>http://ibiblio.org/pjones/blog/flyover-flub/comment-page-1/#comment-9162</link>
		<dc:creator>nickd</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 24 Oct 2005 11:44:05 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I was at the car wash on Franklin and Merritt Mill, and definitely heard and saw it around perhaps 1:30(?). Four planes, very low altitude, very loud, traveling SE - presumably towards Kenan.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I was at the car wash on Franklin and Merritt Mill, and definitely heard and saw it around perhaps 1:30(?). Four planes, very low altitude, very loud, traveling SE &#8211; presumably towards Kenan.</p>
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		<title>By: Jim</title>
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		<dc:creator>Jim</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 24 Oct 2005 07:44:53 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>A little flyover.  Hmmmph.  

Well Paul, as you know, they do things differently here in Switzerland.  A few years ago, one fine summer Saturday morning, the Swiss Army showed up at my door (the officer speaking far better English and infinitely better French than I do), and asked if they could set up some equipment and practice with in my back yard.  

Mortars.  *Big* mortars.  At least they asked - even though technically they weren&#039;t really in my back yard - they were in a parking lot next door.

They didn&#039;t fire them, but they practiced.....  I guess they were setting up ranges to the Land of Cheap Medicine, should they ever invade (the French border is just across the street from my place). They gave me a pretty good bottle of Swiss white wine, though.  I drank it while I watched them.  

You routinely see young guys in uniform carrying their Stgw 90&#039;s (or whatever they call it - the Swiss Army rifle - all the men have one) on the busses and trains during the summer - it&#039;s a bit unnerving sometimes, especially if they&#039;ve been drinking and there are 20 of them....

Heck, a little flyover is *nothing* - that doesn&#039;t even rate a comment here in the land of $6.30 a gallon gas.  Of course, they also drive whole herds of cows wearing fancy floral headdresses and enormous cow-bells down my street to and from summer pasture on 2 Saturdays a year at 6 am as well.  Now *that&#039;s* worth watching (it&#039;s not possible to sleep through it).</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>A little flyover.  Hmmmph.  </p>
<p>Well Paul, as you know, they do things differently here in Switzerland.  A few years ago, one fine summer Saturday morning, the Swiss Army showed up at my door (the officer speaking far better English and infinitely better French than I do), and asked if they could set up some equipment and practice with in my back yard.  </p>
<p>Mortars.  *Big* mortars.  At least they asked &#8211; even though technically they weren&#8217;t really in my back yard &#8211; they were in a parking lot next door.</p>
<p>They didn&#8217;t fire them, but they practiced&#8230;..  I guess they were setting up ranges to the Land of Cheap Medicine, should they ever invade (the French border is just across the street from my place). They gave me a pretty good bottle of Swiss white wine, though.  I drank it while I watched them.  </p>
<p>You routinely see young guys in uniform carrying their Stgw 90&#8217;s (or whatever they call it &#8211; the Swiss Army rifle &#8211; all the men have one) on the busses and trains during the summer &#8211; it&#8217;s a bit unnerving sometimes, especially if they&#8217;ve been drinking and there are 20 of them&#8230;.</p>
<p>Heck, a little flyover is *nothing* &#8211; that doesn&#8217;t even rate a comment here in the land of $6.30 a gallon gas.  Of course, they also drive whole herds of cows wearing fancy floral headdresses and enormous cow-bells down my street to and from summer pasture on 2 Saturdays a year at 6 am as well.  Now *that&#8217;s* worth watching (it&#8217;s not possible to sleep through it).</p>
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		<title>By: WillR</title>
		<link>http://ibiblio.org/pjones/blog/flyover-flub/comment-page-1/#comment-9159</link>
		<dc:creator>WillR</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 24 Oct 2005 02:46:21 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Paul, I heard it.  It was very short and sweet.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Paul, I heard it.  It was very short and sweet.</p>
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