I completed my first mission

It turns out my first mission was in an F-4, not an F-16. I need to work on my turns, and then I need to get better at reading the battle map and working the controller by feel, instead of by looking to find the right button. Anyway, I'm going to leave you tonight with a good old Lena and Ole joke that my brother sent.

It was 2:00AM and Ole was sneaking in -- he took off his shoes to avoid waking his wife, Lena.

He tiptoed quietly toward the stairs leading to their upstairs bedroom,but misjudged the bottom step. As he caught himself by grabbing the banister, his body swung around and he landed heavily on his butt. A whiskey bottle in each back pocket broke and made the landing especially painful.

Managing not to yell, Ole sprung up, pulled down his pants, and looked in the hall mirror to see that his butt cheeks were cut and bleeding. He managed to quietly find a full box of Band-Aids and began putting a Band-Aid as best he could on each place he saw blood. He then hid the now almost empty box and shuffled and stumbled his way to bed.

In the morning, Ole woke up with searing pain in his head and a sore butt -- and Lena glaring at him from across the room.

Lena said, "Ya vas drunk again last night, vasn't you Ole?"

Ole said, "Vye vould you say such a mean ting Lena?"

"Vell," Lena said, "It could be da open front door. It could be da broken glass at the bottom of the stairs. It could be da drops of blood trailing through the house. It could even be your bloodshot eyes.

But mostly Ole......it's all those damn Band-Aids stuck on the downstairs mirror!"