RevJim

As part of your friendly mutually detterant system: if thats what it takes to keep that smutt of the forum, I'll post a pic of me in a latex catsuit if you post a pic of you in a speedo. And Deuce, you're included in the warning. I'm trying like mad to figure out if that's a threat or an invitation.... It's your life, live it! Karma RB#684 "Corcho", ASK#60, Muff#3520, NCB#398, NHDZ#4, C-33989, DG#1

You probably like circus peanuts too.... mmmmm circus peanuts i can eat like 2 of them at a sitting. It's your life, live it! Karma RB#684 "Corcho", ASK#60, Muff#3520, NCB#398, NHDZ#4, C-33989, DG#1

How about my speedo? It's your life, live it! Karma RB#684 "Corcho", ASK#60, Muff#3520, NCB#398, NHDZ#4, C-33989, DG#1

Thanks everyone that replied! I found this on the net while trying to waste time between classes today, thought it was pretty good, and posted it. When I get home, I'm opening up Word, polishing it a bit to make it more relevant to me, printing it, framing it, and hanging it by my front door.... You see, I have 2 girls at home. One that is almost a teen and juuuust starting to gain interest in boys, and one that is sure to learn from the mistakes of her older sister. It's your life, live it! Karma RB#684 "Corcho", ASK#60, Muff#3520, NCB#398, NHDZ#4, C-33989, DG#1

Using gnome (for now), but plan on switching to pure console once i figure it all out. it's all newto me, which actually makes it kinda fun. It's your life, live it! Karma RB#684 "Corcho", ASK#60, Muff#3520, NCB#398, NHDZ#4, C-33989, DG#1

Rule One: If you pull into my driveway and honk you'd better be delivering a package, because you're sure not picking anything up. Rule Two: You do not touch my daughter in front of me. You may glance at her, so long as you do not peer at anything below her neck. If you cannot keep your eyes or hands off of my daughter's body, I will remove them. Rule Three: I am aware that it is considered fashionable for boys of your age to wear their trousers so loosely that they appear to be falling off their hips. Please don't take this as an insult, but you and all of your friends are complete idiots. Still, I want to be fair and open minded about this issue, so I propose this compromise: You may come to the door with your underwear showing and your pants ten sizes too big, and I will not object. However, in order to ensure that your clothes do not, in fact, come off during the course of you date with my daughter, I will take my electric nail gun and fasten your trousers securely in place to your waistline. Rule Four: I'm sure you've been told that in today's world, sex without utilizing some kind of “barrier method" can kill you. Let me elaborate, when it comes to sex, I am the barrier, and I will kill you. Rule Five: It is usually understood that in order for us to get to know each other, we should talk about sports, politics, and other issues of the day. Please do not do this. The only information I require from you is an indication of when you expect to have my daughter safely back at my house, and the only word I need from you on this subject is: "early." Rule Six: I have no doubt you are a popular fellow, with many opportunities to date other girls. This is fine with me as long as it is okay with my daughter. Otherwise, once you have gone out with my little girl, you will continue to date no one but her until she is finished with you. If you make her cry, I will make you cry. Rule Seven: As you stand in my front hallway, waiting for my daughter to appear, and more than an hour goes by, do not sigh and fidget. If you want to be on time for the movie, you should not be dating my daughter. My daughter is putting on her makeup, a process than can take longer than painting the Golden Gate Bridge. Instead of just standing there, why don't you do something useful, like changing the oil in my car? Rule Eight: The following places are not appropriate for a date with my daughter: Places where there are beds, sofas, or anything softer than a wooden stool. Places where there is darkness. Places where there is dancing, holding hands, or happiness. Places where the ambient temperature is warm enough to introduce my daughter to wear shorts, tank tops, midriff T-shirts, or anything other than overalls, a sweater, and a goose down parka -- zipped up to her throat. Movies with a strong romantic or sexual theme are to be avoided; movies which features chain saws are okay. Hockey games are okay. Old folks homes are better. Rule Nine: Do not lie to me. I may appear to be a potbellied, balding, middle-aged, dimwitted has-been. But on issues relating to my daughter, I am the all-knowing, merciless God of your universe. If I ask you where you are going and with whom, you have one chance to tell me the truth, the whole truth and nothing but the truth. I have a shotgun, a shovel, a backhoe, and five acres behind the house. Do not trifle with me. Rule Ten: Be afraid, Be very afraid. It takes very little for me to mistake the sound of your car in the driveway for a chopper coming in over a rice paddy near Hanoi. Or a fighter jet over the desert in Kuwait. When my Agent Orange or other things I have been exposed to start acting up, the voices in my head frequently tell me to clean the guns as I wait for you to bring my daughter home. As soon as you pull into the driveways you should exit the car with both hands in plain sight. Speak the perimeter password, announce in a clear voice that you have brought my daughter home safely and early, then return to your car -- there is no need for you to come inside. The camouflaged face at the window is mine. It's your life, live it! Karma RB#684 "Corcho", ASK#60, Muff#3520, NCB#398, NHDZ#4, C-33989, DG#1

thanks mark. I'm on campus now, and the next time I'll be at home and awake enough to play with it is wed. afternoon. thanks for the help, I'll be using your post as my starting point! It's your life, live it! Karma RB#684 "Corcho", ASK#60, Muff#3520, NCB#398, NHDZ#4, C-33989, DG#1

My first reserve ride (skydive IL, '01 I think), rental gear-PD170, hard pull, went silver, and stood up the pd143r in the peas. didn't freak me out at all, and I get on another load later that day. I had 40ish jumps....I was too new to be scared. My second reserve ride, last year, on my first night jump. hard pull, went silver (again). screamed in under my pd126r, and lived to tell about it. grabbed a student transition rig that I had never jumped before with a huge assed (to me) falcon in it, and went right back up for my second night jump. was too pumped on the night jumps to be scared. third reserve ride, hard pull on a bird man jump, late last year. went silver, had time to unzip my arms (not legs), unstow my toggles, turn along a tree line, check for obstacles such as power lines, and flare, waaaaay off dz. I was toooo happy to be alive to be scared. to this day, no cutaways though. basically, if I can manage to get the main out, I'm good to go. It's your life, live it! Karma RB#684 "Corcho", ASK#60, Muff#3520, NCB#398, NHDZ#4, C-33989, DG#1

I recently added a sticker to my camera helmet. It's simple, all it says is "Give blood, go skateboarding". That video is a good example. Sure, he didn't give blood on THAT jump, but he either has, or he will.... It's your life, live it! Karma RB#684 "Corcho", ASK#60, Muff#3520, NCB#398, NHDZ#4, C-33989, DG#1

Nice. These were on my FZR600: http://www.vanceandhines.com/spsp4.html I still remember the day I was ridiculed by the police due to the fact that it was a little louder than a stock setup (it was tuned for the track). He was in the process of writing me a ticket for the volume. About that same we we both heard the distinct sound of a Harley in the distance, and it was getting closer. I made it a point not to say a word until he was passing up, which is when I loked the police officer in the eye and asked "So, what makes THAT legal, and me illegal?" After the bike passed, and I mean really passed (Like a block away), he asked me what I said! The Harley was so loud he could see my lips moving, but couldn't hear me. I repeated myself, and he tore the ticket out of this book, tore it in half, gave me both halves, told me to have a nice day and got in his squad and left. That was a good day in our town for sportbikes.

Hence the comment on post #5. I think even Keith would hit on her. She's that hot. It's your life, live it! Karma RB#684 "Corcho", ASK#60, Muff#3520, NCB#398, NHDZ#4, C-33989, DG#1

I've been seeing that error, as well as the infamous get error for a couple of weeks now. I thought it was just me, while logged on to the school's network via VPN, but I noticed it's been happening at home quite a bit too, with a 3 meg cable modem. Lots of timeout errors too. The site getting that many hits HH, that it's slowing it down again? It's your life, live it! Karma RB#684 "Corcho", ASK#60, Muff#3520, NCB#398, NHDZ#4, C-33989, DG#1

Yes, I know how hot I am to drunk guys! and sober humans... It's your life, live it! Karma RB#684 "Corcho", ASK#60, Muff#3520, NCB#398, NHDZ#4, C-33989, DG#1

Go for it! The only too young ones are the ones that involve jail time. Personally, I don't care if you're 50 and she's 18. Attraction happens, go with it. Now if she were to be under 18, run away, fast. It's your life, live it! Karma RB#684 "Corcho", ASK#60, Muff#3520, NCB#398, NHDZ#4, C-33989, DG#1

Hello, Captain obvious. Not lately, but I admit I've been around the country and not where they were likely to be for many years. That may change now that I'm around the home town alot more. Granted, I probably wouldn't say much, as those ex flings are ex's for a reason. The only one I see fairly often I have good reason to. It's every few weeks or so when she comes to pick up our son for a weekend, and then to bring him back. That is probably the only good thing to come out of any of my past 'flings'. Hey, Val, didjaknow you're hot? It's your life, live it! Karma RB#684 "Corcho", ASK#60, Muff#3520, NCB#398, NHDZ#4, C-33989, DG#1

I'm sorry to have to be the one to tell you this, bud. There are no rehab centers, and there is no antidote. Your best bet is to just give up, put on a suit, and join us in our mutual addiction. It's your life, live it! Karma RB#684 "Corcho", ASK#60, Muff#3520, NCB#398, NHDZ#4, C-33989, DG#1

I tried that, and I must not have had the right keywords! Thanks dave....off to experiment! It's your life, live it! Karma RB#684 "Corcho", ASK#60, Muff#3520, NCB#398, NHDZ#4, C-33989, DG#1

Right now? It's a combination of frustration trying to get this linux box on my network, and worrying about my Bio exam at 8 in the morning. I'm not worried about passing, I'm worried about messing up my 3.9 GPA. It's your life, live it! Karma RB#684 "Corcho", ASK#60, Muff#3520, NCB#398, NHDZ#4, C-33989, DG#1

OK, I am really liking this Red Hat 9 (after a shit load of tweaking), but I have hit a wall. I have my printer and scanner hooked up perfectly to the RH9 machine, but for the life of me I can't figure out how to share them on my network. In fact, I can't even see them on either my XP or my 2000 machines. I' ve done quite a few searches and come up empty handed. Is there a setting in Linux that needs to be changed for Windows to see it, or is it vice versa, allowing Windows to 'see'? AARRGGHH! (and don't even get me started on 'WINE'. ) Also for some reason, the Linux version of Folding @ Home crashes the kernal, constantly. It's your life, live it! Karma RB#684 "Corcho", ASK#60, Muff#3520, NCB#398, NHDZ#4, C-33989, DG#1

Wow, where did that come from? Oh, yea. 52 posts, broken down; 1 Saftey and Training post 1 General Skydiving post 4 Bonfire posts, 2 of which belong in Speakers Corner 43 Speakers Corner posts 3 probably deleted posts Never mind, I forgot some people have no sense of humor here. It's your life, live it! Karma RB#684 "Corcho", ASK#60, Muff#3520, NCB#398, NHDZ#4, C-33989, DG#1

The same reason everyone isn't super sweet like me! Or super duper special (shit, too drunk to think of anthing even close to decent about myself right now), like me!

"She left the suds in the bucket and the clothes hanging out on the line" No freakin clue why,as I was listnennennning to a top 40 stattiton tonihgt. It's your life, live it! Karma RB#684 "Corcho", ASK#60, Muff#3520, NCB#398, NHDZ#4, C-33989, DG#1

OK, got drunkl, and decided to go old school befer passingk out. is 2001 old skool nuf?

Still living in the shadows of others, huh john? I have my own office, but it's here at home, and it's the only internal door in the house with a KEY lock. I want privacy, I just lock myself in. It's your life, live it! Karma RB#684 "Corcho", ASK#60, Muff#3520, NCB#398, NHDZ#4, C-33989, DG#1

I've slacked a tad bit. It's going on my 2 laptops (one a dino-266PII, one a decent setup-Athlon XP-M 1.6G). I just decided to wipe my desktop (long story, involving a DOA 250gig firewire drive and frustration) and install Linux. I'm loving the Linux, but still having problems getting the Linux FaH console to run. That suchs too, since my desktop is the fastest system I hove going right now, with an Athlon XP 2G. It's your life, live it! Karma RB#684 "Corcho", ASK#60, Muff#3520, NCB#398, NHDZ#4, C-33989, DG#1