Douva

0:13:2 I don't have an M.D. or a law degree. I have bachelor's in kicking ass and taking names.

Something that pissed me off after 9/11 and is really pissing me off right now is the way news channels, following any tragedy, edit together particularly emotional video clips with emotional music and air little music videos before every commercial break. Reality is emotional enough without turning it into a Jerry Bruckheimer/Michael Bay spectacle. National tragedies are not the venue for wannabe filmmakers at CNN and NBC to show us what they learned in film school. I don't have an M.D. or a law degree. I have bachelor's in kicking ass and taking names.

Yeah, if you medal, I want you tested for performance enhancing drugs. I don't have an M.D. or a law degree. I have bachelor's in kicking ass and taking names.

See you at Nationals! I don't have an M.D. or a law degree. I have bachelor's in kicking ass and taking names.

Are you certain he KNOWS you want to be more than friends? This definitely doesn't mean he's gay--He's either shy/old fashioned or simply not interested in being more than friends. Since guys are seldom NOT interested in being more than friends, my guess is that he's shy/old fashioned. I don't have an M.D. or a law degree. I have bachelor's in kicking ass and taking names.

Marathon and Cliff Builder are the buest I've found. They both taste like snacks, not medicine. I don't have an M.D. or a law degree. I have bachelor's in kicking ass and taking names.

If it's in my seat, I feel I have the right to do to it whatever I wish. How many times do you think I can poke that unsightly roll of fat with the blunt end of a ballpoint pen in a three hour flight? My guess is over 10,000. I'm sorry, did I just slam the armrest down on your fat gut? Oh my god, I just spilled cranberry juice all over your big fat ass, didn't I? And here all the people sitting nearby probably though YOU would be the one annoying ME for three hours. Don't talk to me about your thyroid gland--Medical condition or not, you're not sharing a seat with me. If you think claiming a disability gives you the right to do whatever you want, ring the service bell and ask the stewardess how many quadriplegic flight attendants she's worked with. Then walk up to the cockpit and ask the captain how many blind pilots he knows. Then get on the radio and ask ATC how many deaf air traffic controllers work there. Then glance back down the aisle at how many morbidly obese passengers are spilling over into my seat. I assure you, the answers will all be the same. I don't have an M.D. or a law degree. I have bachelor's in kicking ass and taking names.

Back when I was doing the struggling filmmaker/screenwriter thing full-time, I used to go to the gym at all sorts of weird hours (anywhere from 10pm to 4am). It's nice not having to fight for the machines and benches you want. My gym was usually deserted, except for a few dedicated night owls, but if you go about 4am, you can sometimes catch a few cute nurses working out before or after their shifts. I don't have an M.D. or a law degree. I have bachelor's in kicking ass and taking names.

Yeah, maybe if it was 1999.... I don't have an M.D. or a law degree. I have bachelor's in kicking ass and taking names.

Not really cute or funny or exciting or anything like that, but from left to right, it's my sister, me, Jeff (Brains), and Jason (jumpjunkie). It was taken last February after Jason took my sister on a tandem. Jeff shot video, and I swooped. It was a good day. I don't have an M.D. or a law degree. I have bachelor's in kicking ass and taking names.

If I recall correctly, you do. I don't have an M.D. or a law degree. I have bachelor's in kicking ass and taking names.

I like the fact that you can take a nice motorcycle ride north out of town through Boulder Canyon, pull off the road next to a cliff, and climb a three pitch 5.8 without having to hike to the base. It's a nice college town with a cool hippy vibe. Basically, it's Austin in the mountains. I don't have an M.D. or a law degree. I have bachelor's in kicking ass and taking names.

A few more... I don't have an M.D. or a law degree. I have bachelor's in kicking ass and taking names.

If anyone cares, here are the pictures of me wet in Cabo. I don't have an M.D. or a law degree. I have bachelor's in kicking ass and taking names.

For those of you with Macs who've complained that you can't see the video, here is the clip in Quicktime and Real Media formats. I don't have an M.D. or a law degree. I have bachelor's in kicking ass and taking names.

I intentionally didn't track because I wanted to follow down the board. Unfortunately, I was too dazed to see it. I don't have an M.D. or a law degree. I have bachelor's in kicking ass and taking names.

After being knocked unstable by the collision, I immediately realized I was unable to regain control of the board. I then looked to see if both feet were still fastened to the board. I saw that the back foot had released, recognized that there was no way to recover from that situation, and pulled the board cutaway handle. That's what was going through my mind in the 2.3 seconds between the collision and the board release. I don't have an M.D. or a law degree. I have bachelor's in kicking ass and taking names.

:-O Any petechiae? No, I managed to chop the board before I blew out any blood vessels; however, I do think I was probably spinning fast enough for it to happen. I don't have an M.D. or a law degree. I have bachelor's in kicking ass and taking names.

My knee feels fine. My groin is a tiny bit sore, but I've had worse after a hard workout, so I'm feeling pretty lucky. I really like the attached frame grab. I don't have an M.D. or a law degree. I have bachelor's in kicking ass and taking names.

Here's what I calculated from watching the video frame-by-frame: I was spinning at about 120rpm and still accelerating when I chopped the board. It took me 4 1/2 rotations to pull the cutaway handle. Under canopy I immediately started looking for my board and thought, "What's all this crap floating around me?" Then I realized I was seeing spots. I don't have an M.D. or a law degree. I have bachelor's in kicking ass and taking names.

Yes, there is a handle on my hip that I can reach with either hand. It connects to a cord that routes through my right (front) pants leg. The cord exits my pants near my ankle and is connected to two cutaway cables of offset lengths, by a rapid link. The short cutaway cable connects to my front heel strap, and the long cutaway cable connects to my back heel strap. Each heel strap is a 2-ring (scaled down 3-ring) cutaway system. Pulling the handle releases both heel straps simultaneously. The cable running from my front ankle to my back heel strap is what got snagged. I don't have an M.D. or a law degree. I have bachelor's in kicking ass and taking names.

-1 : 6 : 2 Beer Owed For: First time doing "The Mirror." First board chop. I don't have an M.D. or a law degree. I have bachelor's in kicking ass and taking names.

Why do you think I went with disco music for the video? [Reply] Real glad you both are OK Thank you. Not really. I don't have an M.D. or a law degree. I have bachelor's in kicking ass and taking names.

It's the last training jump of the day. Jason (jumpjunkie) and I are working on ending the routine with some close-up head down stuff. We've finished the routine, so I'm just geeking the camera and singing along with my MP3 player. Suddenly the front tip of my board catches his burble, and I roll forward into a stand. As I do this, he catches my board's burble and falls onto my board. He sticks out his hand to protect himself from hitting the board and accidentally snags the cutaway cable to my back foot binding. And that, my friends, is where the fun began. CLICK HERE to view the video. Fortunately, Betsy (my board) and I are both okay. Betsy's accuracy was a little better than mine. I was looking for her and landed in a field where I assumed she'd landed, and she actually made a soft landing at the edge of the landing area. In fact, the only damage was to my skysurfing pants. I had so much adrenaline pumping when I pulled the board cutaway handle that I pulled the rapid link right through the buttonhole the cable runs through and caused a small tear. I realized this evening when I was logging that this was my 300th skysurf. In 300 skysurfs, this is my first real board chop (not counting my second skysurf which was on a homemade board with improperly installed bindings that popped loose). If you look closely at the attached frame grab, you can just make out the snag in the lower left corner. Obviously it wasn't Jason's fault; it was just one of those freak occurrences. I think we both met our weekly adrenaline quota on this jump. I don't have an M.D. or a law degree. I have bachelor's in kicking ass and taking names.

Because we keep wasting our time doing crap like this, instead of training.... TEAM L.A.S.T.: Skysurfer - Douva (L.A.S.T. #1) Freeflyer - Jason Lemley, aka. jumpjunkie (L.A.S.T. #3) Photographer - Jeff Standley, aka. Brains (L.A.S.T. #2) I don't have an M.D. or a law degree. I have bachelor's in kicking ass and taking names.