To date, Red Bull Flugtag 2013 stands out as one of the better documented examples of my poor decision making skills. Piloting a rickety home made flying machine into Biscayne Bay in front of 90,000 spectators serves as a beautiful example of why I shouldn't even be trusted with sharp things, let alone a child or a marriage, but there you go. For any who wish to relive the blow by blow drama of a handful of friends building a backyard aircraft under extreme pressure while remaining employed at their grown up jobs, I encourage you to seek out the FaceBook page for Plight of the Phoenix and settle in for a whimsical read. At the end of this blog is a link to the summary film of the highlights of the experience, including a brief side adventure when we were trained to high dive by world champion cliff diver Steven LoBue, who helped us prove that we don't have to have our feet on the ground to look like complete fools. Dented dignity aside, this remains one of the most enjoyable things I have ever done, and hopefully serves as a nugget of proof that Darkvale Studios has come by its sense of adventure honestly. So click the link, enjoy the film, and if you wish for a little vicarious firsthand thrill, throw a glass of saltwater into your face at the 3:59 mark. Eat your heart out, Spielberg.