There is something about the sound of a jet engine that makes your heart skip a beat. If instead of defining the word power you needed to give it a sound, I would give it a jet engine flying over your office. Yes, that's right, I have the Blue Angels flying over my office. They are in town for two shows this weekend, and so today and tomorrow are practice days. And thus, the office on the harbor is a little louder than normal (rather difficult to hear the conference call I'm on right now), but being able to watch them while eating lunch on the porch was pretty spectacular!
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