* * * * * Alright, dear reader, that’s you’re update on how I got to Vegas, and settled in with the luxury digs, gambling and social life. Now, let’s get back to my classified job. For a ragged-assed airline pilot, my flying schedule was a dream come true. I worked a week “on,” then had a week “off.” In other words I flew merely two weeks out of a month. During the week that I worked, Monday to Friday, I’d report to Nellis at 6:A.M., preflight my 737, and file canned flight plans with USAF Dispatch. F-16s at Nellis. F-15 departing Nellis. C-130s arriving at Nellis. The pre-filled out, or “Canned,” Flight Plans I filed with USAF Dispatch at Nellis AFB....