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affirmative on the shrinkage. lol namaste, motherfucker.

hmmm... what does 'h' stand for? namaste, motherfucker.

ahh... the other wingi. great technician who regurgitates paganini thinking noone will notice. you guys have covered a lot of ground. a bunch of second rate band members are included in all of the lists. django couldnt even pick his nose with his left hand but gawd what an amazing guitarist. with the equivalent of two fat fingers on his left. amazing. jaco - beautiful, beautiful. jimmy-->stevie. channelling? no matter - fretbound emotion freed like a genie in a bottle. p.s. jimmy sucked playing lead, but his rhythm chops are a thing of beauty. page? bb? SANTANA? billboard leaders maybe. great performers, yes. inspirational guitarist? no. namaste, motherfucker.

rut roh. hey dave, whens the last time you put your feet in a coalbed? with wet feet or dry feet. or maybe both? i can't speak for other's experience but in the 20 odd times i have done this (it doesnt get old. hehe) i have had both wet and dry feet. the only time i suffered a serious burn is when i stepped on a slab of orange steel. when my feet were sweaty it HURT. when dry it did not. there's my experiment and my subjective proof. maybe i am a freak and my experience is different than others? oops, did i say 'maybe im a freak'? lol. no matter. it seems that those who DO firewalk appear to dismiss the leidenfrost effect and state that dry feet are the key. some even express the concern that wet feet may cause embers to cling to the skin and cause burns. i firewalk and i agree. below are a few quotes from the above google. i understand the thermal aspects of handling coals and routinely reach into fires to handle glowing embers with my hands. and occasionally others are fascinated enough to try as well, without injury. i dont liken it to a parlor trick or attention getter. even with an intellectual knowledge that i am not going to get burned there is a visceral, inbred fear of fire in most of us. facing that fear down with an ember in your hand, albeit like a hot potato, or a 10 foot bed of coals under your feet never fails to bolster a sense of personal power over fear. fear is a survival tool that most never question and therefore allow to run rampant. blahblahblah. sorry. *** The feet are actually in contact with the embers less than half a second during each step; this is the secret of the firewalk; and provided the feet are completely dry and free from perspiration, so that no burning ashes adhere to them during the time each foot is in the air, the risks of burning are relatively small .... Steadiness in walking is an advantage in order to avoid remaining with the weight on one foot for too long ...." There are a number of theories which have been put forward to explain firewalking. Any or all may be the explanation for a particular event. o The dry wood coals used by firewalkers conduct heat very poorly. The coal itself may be very hot but it will not transfer that heat to something touching it. o The coals are a very uneven surface, and the actual surface area of foot touching the coals is very small. Hence the conduction of heat is even slower. o Firewalkers do not spend very much time on the coals, and they keep moving. Jan Willem Nienhuys adds that about 1 second total contact time per foot seems on the safe side. o Blood is a good conductor of heat. What heat does get through is quickly conducted away from the soles of the feet. o The "Leidenfrost" effect may play a part. This occurs when a cold, wet object (like a foot) touches a hot, dry object (like a burning coal). The water vaporises, creating a barrier of steam between the hot and cold objects. Hence the two objects do not actually touch and evaporation from the cold object is much slower than might otherwise be expected. Since steam is a relatively poor conductor of heat the foot does not get burned. Jearl Walker, of Scientific American's "The Amateur Scientist" column, explains the Leidenfrost effect in the August 1977 issue; he walked across coals unharmed and attributes this to the Leidenfrost effect. Other scientists believe that the Leidenfrost effect is unimportant in firewalking. Some skeptics have challenged firewalkers to stand on hot metal plates instead of coals. Others have pointed out that making such a challenge in the belief that the firewalker would be seriously hurt is of dubious morality. namaste, motherfucker.

i think the kid knows why we skydive. something most people will never understand. dont know what else to say, but sure adds to the good reasons to be a JM/TM. namaste, motherfucker.

i thought the cat was alive. fucking a dead cat is just sick! namaste, motherfucker.

gloves? namaste, motherfucker.

yes maam, littlemiss. the rake is good for that. scooping and spreading with a piece of plywood wasn't my best idea that night. btw. history. middle of december last year i were at the 300way. one night while getting food the place was jammed with people and i saw the end of a booth open, sat down and proceeded to mind my own business. the peeps at the table were having none of that and we started drinkin and talking. talkin about talkin to lizards and popping peyote not necessarily in that order. talkin more. turns out one of my new friends, mick, was a firefighter. was that is until a burning house fell on him and broke his back. we got to talkin about fire and wood and such and it came around to the actual thermodynamics of burned wood and firewalking. he looked me in the eye and said he wanted to walk the coals with me. even drunk, i took a few seconds and then reticently told him that i would be happy to follow him. and he said 'no. i am going to follow you'. something passed between us there and i can still feel it. well, i didn't see mick again. the next day the 300way completed and there was some mild nignoggery around the fire and i was thinking about the conversation i had with him and it felt like he was there with me. i got the rake and started pulling coals. having never done it before i just went with what seemed right. got a few odd looks and comments and 'yeah, right's and at that point, intellectually, i had to agree. but it was going to happen. i was emotionally drained and felt like i had to do _something_ and this seemed as good, if not better, than anything. i have to admit that i kinda cheated and did a 'test' step, just one foot in the fire. but after that i understood. it felt liberating to calmly walk through glowing embers. mick wasnt there physically to follow me, but i felt him. MARK on the other hand WAS there physically. lol. and he did take off his shoes and walk those coals. i know it wasnt about me, mark, but that really helped me out that night. blah blah blah. namaste, motherfucker.

well.... the night of the 300way and the first night at the holiday boogie, the rake was accessible and facilitated a nice stroll through the coals. the second time at holiday boogie, the rake was missing but the beer truck was full and i laid a bed of embers and a few pieces of angle iron. luckily for me wendy strolled on through like the champ she is and i nailed the hot iron like the chump i is. i was already medicated so enjoyed the rest of the night but it kept me out of the fire for a hile. lol. sweaty feet?!?! i think not. that would be a real quick trip to a real good burn. water gets hot real fast. dry feets is best. and yes, i intend to spread the coals at least a few times this winter. you are welcome. namaste, motherfucker.

no more ramen that is. i hired a boss today so i get to eat real food again and maybe see the inside of an otter more than once a month. sunny and i twin jobgettin mofos today. not bad. namaste, motherfucker.

hmmm..... is there a western union nearby? harharhar. namaste, motherfucker.

it might have grown up to be a porter, but was cut short, so early in life. maybe cessna, eh? namaste, motherfucker.

ummm..... not the parts i were talking about, sweetness namaste, motherfucker.

having zero credible evidence and falsified documents and playing on pop phobia to garner support, regardless of subsequent events, is not truthful. the event doesnt support the argument. we'll see how it plays out. lets hope it is true and we got the most of them. whatever it is and whoever we are. and fyi.. i only use my left when i wanna meet someone new. namaste, motherfucker.

Jan how far are you from Kapowsin?? I will be down there this weekend.. and I know a couple things about computers... Yes I am offering to help and I have several boxes of used 3.5" drives.. PM me Jeanne ooooooohhhhh, a geek with reciprocal parts. i think we need to start a new thread. oh IVAN........... namaste, motherfucker.

pommies. go figure. oh shit, did i just commit flagrant racism? someone flog me, quick. namaste, motherfucker.

Results You got 17 out of 20 correct maybe same ones wrong? the older blond lady near start and the two dudes on the end. its all about the eyes. namaste, motherfucker.

stands in the back waving hand in air as if on fire Alright, the job is yours. Did I mention that you have to pack shirtless? Yeah.. thats a stiff requirement... hehe hehe hehe, she said 'stiff' namaste, motherfucker.

buncha fuckin wimps. but in the nicest possible way of course. hopefully i will have to use the fingers on both hands to count us this time. namaste, motherfucker.

stands in the back waving hand in air as if on fire namaste, motherfucker.

butt-ugly?!?! where? aint no such thang round these parts. just a veritable smorgasborg, a bevy i say, of the coolest, most beeyuutiful women on and above this planet. i'll leave it to you girls to expound on the hunkiness of the falling weenies. more fuel for the fires of adoration puhleeeze. namaste, motherfucker.

hijacking your own thread. bad form. lol. toni is such a miserabe bitch and charla is the worst actress. dave got shafted. somebody shoot me for knowing these things. namaste, motherfucker.

im just a patsy! sorry, google doesnt do 1960's english to 21st century arabic. lol. namaste, motherfucker.

the years are more but i know how you feel. its good to know love. you deserve the best that this life has to offer. be well. namaste, motherfucker.

happy anniversary, friend. namaste, motherfucker.