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bite me. again. namaste, motherfucker.

your rack doth overfloweth, mujia, no need to fish. namaste, motherfucker.

use one of those oxidizers. not sure how well it works on iron that is already oxidized though. namaste, motherfucker.

wow, havent heard that in at least a few days, but from such unexpected quarters.. oh my, thank you. namaste, motherfucker.

Sunny D, where the fuck are you? you gonna spill the beans or what? namaste, motherfucker.

God i know you feel used now... doesn't even know your name. rode hard and put up wet. story of my life. namaste, motherfucker.

werent you just asking for a roomate? make up you mind, mujia. namaste, motherfucker.

never flown a tri, but spectre certainly has different flying and landing characteristics. i found the spectre to have a much for forgiving flare but did spend a lot of time on the rear risers being last out. namaste, motherfucker.

my laywers have informed me that these images are acceptable for public consumption. actors:Mujia and PimpDaddySky location:Skydive Arizona Date: January 4, 2003 namaste, motherfucker.

i guess i missed this thread. woot woot supafly jess! come on over here, i got somethin for you. i am going to live in eloy at the end of the month until i decide where to move. pics comin up! namaste, motherfucker.

arthur HERMAN anderson is da man. namaste, motherfucker.

update. advil, cold press and an hour put me back on the ankle. figured out where the flare was and landed feather soft two more times yesterday. woke up a little stiff this morning and a bit sore but ok. i _am_ looking forward to going back to a 150, though. that sentence is wierd. am back in the air today and it looks like #200 is coming tomorrow. not quite sure how to top nekkid rodeo. Any ideas? so, one more week of careful landings and then this old 135 with 3000+ jumps goes into the fire. thanks for all the support and positive criticism, you know who you are and you know who i am. love ya. the otters are calling. namaste, motherfucker.

fuck me. i guess it was bound to happen. nothing broken, no bleeding in the ankle. just enough pain to keep me off of it and a pocket full of jump tickets to taunt me until next weekend. theoretical knowledge recently reinforced with practical experience: really old ZP holds air a bit different than newer ZP. especially on flare. someone just turned my beer light on. oh wait, that was me. namaste, motherfucker.

I think a hijack is in order. Anyone else? namaste, motherfucker.

before i go, words from a man much more eloquent than I. Looking out the door I see the rain fall upon the funeral mourners Parading in a wake of sad relations As their shoes fill up with water And maybe I'm too young To keep good love from going wrong But tonight, you're on my mind so You'll never know I'm broken down and hungry for your love With no way to feed it Where are you tonight? Child you know how much I need it. Too young to hold on And too old to just break free and run Sometimes a man gets carried away, When he feels like he should be having his fun And much too blind to see the damage he's done Sometimes a man must awake to find that, really, He has no-one... So I'll wait for you...And I'll burn Oh will I ever see your sweet return? Oh, will I ever learn? Oh, oh, oh, lover, you should've come over 'Cause it's not too late. Lonely is the room, the bed is made The open window lets the rain in Burning in the corner is the only one who dreams he had you with him My body turns and yearns for a sleep That won't ever come It's never over, My kingdom for a kiss upon her shoulder It's never over, all my riches for her smiles When I slept so soft against her... It's never over, All my blood for the sweetness of her laughter It's never over, she's the tear That hangs inside my soul forever Maybe I'm just too young To keep good love from going wrong Oh.......Oh..Oh........Lover you should've come over... I feel too young to hold on I'm much too hold to break free and run Too deef, dumb and blind To see the damage I've done Sweeeeet looover, you should've come over Oh, love I'm waiting for you Lover, you should've come over Cause it's not too late. -- Jeff Buckley namaste, motherfucker.

for a second, i found myself wondering why i posted. just for a second. sometimes it is hard to say i need help. thanks guys. it might be my imagination, but i swear i can hear otters. i guess i better head down to eloy to double check. namaste, motherfucker.

depends whether gus wants to keep a running log to respond to sync errors or simply wants an end report. namaste, motherfucker.

amzing the holes we can have in our knowledge bases. I have been writing code for over 20 years and have only every found relevant milli and nano. wonder why? namaste, motherfucker.

pimp daddy sky told ya so. now that the cat is taken care of, lets do go on about your kitty.... namaste, motherfucker.

in what context are these values generated? i am assuming video. and do you mean milliseconds? never heard of a microsecond. this would be a trivial calculation, but by hand could become tedious. are you running windows? if so, elaborate on your problem and i will write you a calculator. is a text log being generated? if so, we can automate this. namaste, motherfucker.

Some days it ain’t much fun being a survivor when your friends seem to pass you by one by one. Some days I think I would rather read it in the paper than to hold on to a hand that is soon to be gone. I remember the little things that made your light shine brighter and all the things that I should have told you when you were here. When you went away it left me hanging and I still wake up thinking you are here. I know this won’t be the last one and they say to me that it will heal in time but I know, deep within my soul, that I would do anything to give you one more day. I’m alright, I just don’t like the way this road turned but I gotta keep on keeping on. Whenever I think about you now and the life we shared I find myself smiling through the tears. Every time I step out into the sky, I am flying for two. namaste, motherfucker.

all i can say is.. Thank you. namaste, motherfucker.

let's hope so. thanks wendy. namaste, motherfucker.

she is playing here in phoenix next sunday, jan 19th. that's my b-day so come out and help me kill the 35yo blues....... namaste, motherfucker.

Mujie, are you listening? namaste, motherfucker.