Are easyJet too cocky?

I'm currently flying back to sunny Luton courtesy of easyJet (their capitalisation). It always struck me that their chosen name expresses an over confidence unbefitting an entity in the field of aviation. Every time I fly with them I have visions of first officer and captain exchanging dares to express the ease with which they fly.

'Hey Dave, I bet I can make the Gatwick landing one handed'.
'Way too easy. Try steering with your knees'.

This cockiness makes me think of the drunk guy we all know from the pub who's an expert on everything. The easier our Cliff Claven's try to tell us lifting a train is, or how easy it is to turn a live rhino inside out the more spectacular we expect their failure to be; a slightly sickening thought as we cross the Med.

On another note, the flight gives me an opportunity to address a question raised by the lovely Claire (not her real name); why blog? A good question. I guess one of the answers is that I'm fed up with coming up with ideas that sit around in my head without going anywhere. Perhaps by vomiting them into the blogosphere I can give them a little longevity and encourage both of my readers to nag me into action.

My first idea involves light-painting. There's quite a bit to it, so I'll leave it to another post to explain in detail.

My second idea involves finishing off the flux capacitor I've been working on. I'm meeting some Libyans in the pub car park tonight to pick up some Plutonium, which should give me the density I need. Check out some of my earlier blog entries to find out if I ever get it working.

The fasten seatbelt sign has just come on. I suspect the first officer is about to try something...

J

Location:30,000 feet over Alexandria