First of all, it’s yet another day closer to the delivery of the first Airbus A380 to Singapore Airlines!

I know I’m a bit late getting to this, but Christ has thrown another money changer out of the temple. The so-called “Reverend” Jerry Falwell chose to vapor lock back on Tuesday, the 15th.

Well, “Glory hallelujah, pass the ammo, praise The Lord!” (Why isn’t the movie “Pass The Ammo” on DVD??)

For this man to have been a plague on the human race and the body politic is strong evidence that evil is indeed a preservative. Falwell grew rich and powerful, things a true christian should not crave. Instead of spreading Christ’s message of peace, love, tolerance and forgiveness, Falwell’s message was one of religious and racial bigotry, intolerance and hatred. This man was no christian.

In the wake of Falwell dropping dead, I have heard a number of people are looking forward to finding his grave to piss on it. I wouldn’t waste perfectly good piss.

I admit that a small part of me would like to be there to witness Falwell on trial before God. If it’s true that it will be easier for a camel to pass through the eye of a needle than a rich man to enter The Kingdom of God, I hope Falwell’s packed for the hot place. I imaging the Falwell is hoping that his judge is Sun Myung Moon.

Now, they say that it’s bad form to speak ill of the dead. Bull. Falwell and the rest of his ilk spoke ill of many dead, using their deaths for his own monetary and political gain. I spoke ill of him in life, I’m not letting his croaking stop me. The San Francisco Chronicle’s Mark Morford has written a piece detailing many of Falwell’s “highlights” Remember the first part of Matthew 7:16 “By their fruits, ye shall know them”.

As for the rest of them, remember nasty little fellows such as them always get their comeuppance. And, I look forward to speaking ill of each of them when their time comes. Are they strong enough with the Dark Side?

So what’s wrong? Well, for one thing I absolutely hate it when they make a fuss just because I’m around. Granted, I’m in the area (SoCal) only about 10 days to 2 weeks each year, so my visits tend be a major occasion, eclipsed only by “Grand Pa Fred” coming to visit. Of course, I make a big deal of it when Grand Pa Fred (aka “Dad”) comes to visit in NorCal. I’m a hypocrite, I admit it.

So why am I writing this particular blog entry? Yesterday, my brother took two of our nephews and me to the mountains for snowboarding (they did the snowboarding, I avoided an ACL injury by bringing my camera and firing a number of shots). When we got back to my brother’s place, he ran off because a lady friend of his laid a guilt trip on him, so went off to go see her. Somehow, when he left I knew he’d either wouldn’t come back last night OR he wouldn’t be alone when he did return. If I could have emailed an online bookie, I would have won some money.

Currently, as I hand-wrote this, I’m in a Denny’s restaurant eating breakfast, having walked off because I was hungry, a bit bored, and a little irritated. I did take in a healthy walk of close to half-an-hour to get here – in a stiff Santa Ana-like wind. Also, I guess there was more than a little bit of irritation in my actions. I don’t know what happened after they went to bed – closing the door, I add being more than a bit mischievous. But deep down, I don’t think she’d have agreed to come back to his place if she knew Big Brother was there – I like to think I wouldn’t have done that to my brother (or any lady I might leave my brother at home to go see late at night) if the situation was reversed. So, in the morning, I got up, showered and walked off (leaving a note that meant to say “No worries, Bro”).

In the end, I certainly don’t want to cramp my brother’s style. Walking off on my own being me indulging my sin – Pride. All I know is that it’d be a lot easier if I had driven instead of flown. Let me exercise my own personal wanderlust.

Why ‘Speedbird 9′ for a handle? Read about “The Jakarta Incident,” British A,brirways Flight 009 here.
More a bit later. There’s a lot to get to and it takes a lot for me to generate a half-decent blog entry.