Okay, when it comes to certain things in which I'm interested, I can get slightly obsessed. (Don't parse the grammar in that sentence, please. I beg you.) I'll be the first to admit it. Those who know me also know this. For instance, my friend with whom I met up in Seattle last year has heard me go on and on about "Queenie," the VC-137B at the Museum of Flight. It's almost become a running joke. I just hope that, someday, this doesn't happen during one of our conversations:
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