“Jenkins!” “I’m right here, sir. No need to yell.” “No need to backhand you, either.” “What?” WHAP! “Oh.” “See what I did there?” “Comedic misdirection. Delightful, sir. Well worth the slap.” “Oh, grow a pair, Jenkins. Now, let’s get to the poster. Shoreline!” “Shoreline, sir.” “Iowa?” “No.” “Wyoming?” “No, sir. Shoreline.” “Afghanistan.” “Now you’re just … Continue reading Up, Up In The Air In My Acceptable Balloon