Now I can say I have blogged from a helicopter. Dang. on my way to the Masters. Fotos to follow.
Helicopters are loud, vibrate till your teeth hurt, but are eminently cool craft. I got the window seat and put the old Treo phone to good use. Blogging on the Treo was less fun, but I pulled it off and announced over lunch that I had blogged in a helicopter, an announcement that was met with blank stares, but which I think has to put me in a pantheon of stupid blogger tricks.
On your way to the Masters in a helicopter huh? That doesn’t beat a night at home eating pot stickers, holding my Yorkie, blogging, and drinking some Pillar Box Red. Come back to me when your really doing something.
Psssst: tell Tiger I’m his #1 fan.