I was at the airport fiddling with some data distribution among the various boxes late today. The sun started getting low in the sky, only myself to worry about for dinner, so I decided with the impending "fall back" I would hang out and get night current, so as to have more options if travelling with someone else in the plane.
Usually it is depressing to taxi out under the fading sunlight. Why can't a pinkie landing count, man!
Then I swung it around for takeoff, and told myself I had no room to moan this evening:
If you're not cheating, you're not trying! Don't need no stinkin' NVG's!