Absolute CLASSIC phone call!

My current home base (a busy Delta airport, which also has a turf
runway) is the temporary base for the Met Life blimp, in town for a
PGA tournament.

Last night, may co-owner calls me from the tie down (in the dark), and
the following conversation ensues:

Him: Check it out! There's a killer new wind sock!

Me: Huh?

Him: It's cool! It's got Snoopy on it, and it's totally lit up!

Me: That sounds like the Met Life blimp! I have ML insurance, and
Snoopy is on everything they send me.

Him: No way, this thing is rotating to show the wind direction, and
it's all lit up! It's HUGE, they must have gotten sponsors for the
wind sock! This think has got to cost big bucks!

Me: Dude... The PGA is in town, and it's the blimp...

Him: Ohhhhhhhhh! There's a thing hanging off the bottom!

Me: Like there the pilot sits? G

Him: It's not a wind sock!!