Jets Above Me

Something has changed at the Minneapolis-St. Paul International Airport. The flight patterns of the giant metal birds have been augmented today so they fly directly over my South Minneapolis castle. Usually most of the passing aircraft fly north of my house and at a safe enough distance that both sound and anxiety are kept at a safe distance. But today, they are flying low and straight over. I can almost read the flight numbers as they go by. The cats are not excited about this new turn of events.

When the planes aren’t flying this close to the house I actually enjoy them. I’ve pretty much got my entire work day schedule timed to their consistency. There goes the NW 561 to San Francisco – time for Lunch. Is that the 4673 to Phoenix I hear? Must be time for my 3PM smoke break.

My favorite is Ted, United Airlines little spin-off company. The logo is so big, it’s almost like a billboard in the sky. I definitely like Ted. Ted can pay a visit whenever he wants. He seems to be much quieter than his other airborne compadres. I also have aerosite (an airline logo directory) bookmarked so that I can keep tabs on the other hooligans that pay a visit.