Mx. Robbie Bobbie Berta Boeing

Perhaps sometimes things should stay in the journal, but this had to get out before I can move on to the fun stuff. Enjoy what the full moon conjured up as I chased the sunset across the Atlantic. www.captainbobbie.com/working-back...

I didn’t have a cup to put over the flap handle to remind me about flaps 15, so I improvised with an incentive for the FO.

We hit a dead spot, so I had to remind our dispatchers that I’m an insufferable millennial. @acarsdrama.bsky.social

Ok I’m open to dating again, sort of. Who wants to scam me?

Me, two years ago.

How rude that they expect me to do exactly what I was trained and paid to do on a Friday night. I should be at home with my husband and chihuahua. (I do not have a husband or chihuahua.) Off to Bogotá with stank face. 💅🏼

Just another furry pilot. Arf? Woof!

Hello gay people in my lil electronic rectangle. Happy Sunday, or whatever.

Seattle Esmeralda Louise Washington is showing off tonight. She’s not in trouble, but I had to use her full government name.

If you saw me ring poppin’ around the city, yes you did. (My fat ass loves this e-bike.)

Husband applications can be submitted through the proper channels. (You’re doing dishes, though.)

Please welcome to the stage…

The way Captain Happy should just pick up the phone and call? I don’t know how it is at other places, but I’d never send a message like this.

Why haven’t you flirted with me yet?

Licking some wounds and persevering. Anyway, onwards.

Yearly tradition of watching Practical Magic to start the witchy season comes early for a special reason. ✨

The graphics might need to be…updated. Anyway, sitting support in the sim is fun (when it’s not my checkride 😅)

Back to work. Hello internet bots and boyfriends 💜😇

me everytime I get a schedule change

We had been planning this trip for a couple years with life getting in the way (inconveniently dying grandpa/dad, how rude), but I finally took my mommy to Victoria— we stayed at The Empress, did high tea, and went to the gardens. I snuck away for some sauna time, too. Pinkies up!

The Blue Angels and crew stay at my athletic club while they’re in town, and I just saw some of them in the lobby. I kept my mouth shut, but I wanted to say this so bad.

For the avgeeks, I got up close and personal with that ex-Virgin Conviasa A340. (At least I think it’s ex-Virgin.)

Now I know the lyrics are open to interpretation, but you can’t tell me Celine was being a bit of a hussy with “To Love You More.” 💅🏼

Morale is low at work, but today was cool: I flew a humanitarian flight to Venezuela and got to hang out with Lebron, the anti-drug dog who was very friendly (approved by the handler of course). He came on board to snoof some things, mostly my leftover arepa.

Having spent too much time on the airplane yesterday, I started to wonder about Don Garment’s life. Was he happy? Fulfilled? (On the 767 freighters, we don’t have evacuation slides; rather, a diaper harness that you “don” and jump out of the plane to a workman’s comp claim.)

A Big Beautiful Boeing Booty amidst the mountains of Honduras— this is the first time I’ve been to Tegus during the day.

Dog days of summer mixed with glory day aviation relics rotting in the sun.

A legend flown west. I used to see her as a baby pilot running around WAI conferences, and she was a true inspiration!

Gustav was giving me problems. I don’t need a Volvo. But now I want one. Someone tell me no!

A stern talking to and a threat to wash its mouth out with soap, preferably.

Fellow whites, you should be paying Black people today. Happy Juneteenth!

Today is exemplary of how joy is a surfactant to the greasy feeling of fascism. Watching the Obama Presidential Center opening ceremony healed me a little bit, and it gave me the hope that there ARE better days ahead. (Plus Hillary’s cackle about the Nobel Peace Prize was pettyyyy 😈💅🏼)

Due to my schedule, I likely won’t be home for Pride in Seattle— so I took my dentist (a dear friend, IYKYK) to a drag brunch at my “gym.” Ok, so the Washington Athletic Club is more than a gym but a community that is no longer “male, pale, and stale.” It’s a new era of inclusivity. Happy Pride!

I’ve done exactly two lessons with zero practice in between. But “my” coach played professionally and keeps me coming back for some reason. I figure it’s more structured and strenuous than pickleball. 🎾

How do we feel about FLYING mag? I grew up reading Les Abend, Dick Karl, and Martha Lunken. But I let my subscription lapse. I feel like I saw something about their EIC being Tr*mpy, and I’m not about that. Plus, several of my faves have left.

My route? I never know. This is what I did over the past two weeks with a couple repeats— took horses to Santo Domingo, brought an engine from Panamá, and baby chicks from Tegucigalpa.

I’m glad Bulgaria won, because could you imagine the conspiracy theories? #Eurovision2026

I don’t do heat, and Miami isn’t my vibe. But a Cuban barber will get me all the way together. Enjoy a tasteful thirst trap.

One day I’ll show up on @acarsdrama.bsky.social

34 and feeling like a who— classy woman of a certain age! I did everything I wanted to do on my birthday: cold plunge, jazz brunch, and a gay lil concert. Now I’m luxuriating in the San Juan Islands. DND, worry about yourselves, TIA for everything.

When checking into the Amex Centurion lounge, you have the option of looking up your flight. It’s sort of jarring to see my employer and several former airlines in the mix 😅

I have no affinity, nor do I generally like that compAAny, but American’s 100 year anniversary swag is well done. (I wish they’d bring back the iconic logo.)

A gay pilot underneath double rainbows during a maintenance delay? Groundbreaking.

In the sense that

If I don’t get a lil romance soon, I might combust. Lucky ducks!

Nerdy question for pax airline pilots: I’m a flea ridden freight dawg, and we don’t have wifi. Thusly, we are relegated to the ship’s onboard radar. Do you find that having other information, presumably via in-house wx apps, helps you navigate cells better (than the old days)?

Agnetha needed a sunset spin, so we did a loop around the lake. I always love snooping on what vessels come here for work.