Back in my Silicon Valley, California dreaming days, the nearest airport to where I lived in the Santa Cruz Mountains with the drug barons and axe murderers was San Jose. Which they always called… San Jose International Airport, ‘cos they had one flight a week to Tijuana, except you had to de-plane at the border and do the last mile on a burro. Anyway, yesterday the inaugural All Nippon Airways Dreamliner 787 flight linking Silicon Valley with Tokyo roared out over the Pacific, just hours after the FDA ordered a safety review of the new planes, ‘cos bits keep dropping off in mid flight! But fuck, this is Silicon Valley where the future is being continually reinvented, so most of the digerati fucktards on the flight were joking that they were bringing along electrical tool kits and fire extinguishers in case more problems arise, while one said that he had brought along a backpack with a parachute. Sayonara douchenozzles!
Welcome aboard, this is your Captain speaking!
