Remember the Mercury Comet from way back in the day?

I hadn’t thought of that car in ages, until I rode home in a taxi last Thursday evening.  The taxi driver had this sign in the window:

The taxi wasn’t a Comet, but the phrase “Don’t Vomit in My Comet” jumped into my mind and wouldn’t leave.  I guess that shows you what odd thoughts I have from time to time.

More odd thoughts … I just learned on Wikipedia that a reduced gravity aircraft, a type of fixed-wing aircraft that provides brief near-weightless environments in which to train astronauts, conduct research and film motion pictures, has been called a “Vomit Comet” by people who have experienced it.

There you have it for tonight!