How to Save the World, One Plane at a Time

tonight i got to get dinner with my sweet friend christi who just got back from china for the summer. it was so much fun to get to catch up and along with her was our friend, biscuet, who lives in china and is just home for the summer. it was hilarious hearing her stories of how her students called her fat (she is the farthest thing from it) and biscuet's revelation that the only applicable thing he learned in his training was not to erase the board side to side because it causes your butt to jiggle and your students will laugh at you.

i think it is safe to say that christi gets scared a lot - much more than the average person. so we were sitting at mike 'n' ed's (which we wound up closing down) and christi proudly declares "let me tell you about the flight. i only thought i was going to die once!" it was at some point when they were over the ocean and everyone else was asleep and her mind started to run wild and she started thinking of everything that could go wrong...at which point, we decide to start brainstorming and coming up with logical ways that the airline industry could give its passengers more confidence in its ocean-crash-landing-scenario. here are some of the things we came up with:

- install gigantic water plane "thingies" that can come out from behind the landing gear in the event of a water landing.

- instead of just having your seat as a flotation device, consider having it strap onto your back and deploy a parachute. 

- make every row an emergency exit...you can choose for yourself if you want to go that route.

i think those were all of the suggestions we had come up with when we decided that its all really pointless because when you are plummeting 7 miles to harder-than-concrete water, you will probably just have a heart attack and die before you hit anyway...but they were just thoughts.