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The time before part B.

I shouldn't, but I will anyway.

You mean it's happened before?

I fell into a tree once.

It looks like her aspen around the block a few times. I'd stay away from her buckeye, but I'd probably still chestnut her. Oh man, I really pine for the days before puns were cool.

You don't happen to live near Troy, do you? Because if you do, I'd suggest you check that tree very carefully before letting it onto your property.

It was such a traumatic experience I've blocked it from my memory altogether.

Just feel around until you find something that feels like a bowl of dried up angel hair pasta.

Hurry, someone lock up Laila Ali!

Ok, so maybe calling people "a bunch of deluded cultists" wasn't the best way to win friends and influence people, but I hope that we can all see that on some level Douva's actually making an important point here about the inherently unhealthy nature of single mindedness. Perhaps I was just being optimistic, but I chose to believe that the original post was just a momentary lapse of reason brought on by infatuation. Douva obviously chose to take it at face value (ironically Douva, something tells me that three years ago we may have had exactly opposite rolls). But I have to admit that if I honestly thought that the original poster meant exactly what he said, I'd have probably had pretty much the same reaction Douva did. Relying on any one thing for your own happiness, be it skydiving or a relationship or whatever else, isn't healthy in the long run and tends to cause burnout and bitterness. Sure, Douva is coming off as overly bitter in this thread. And the original poster is coming off as over zealous. But I can't help but think that in their own ways they're both right, and somewhere in between lies the happy medium most of us who have stayed in the sport more than a year or so have managed to walk.

Welcome to the club.

If you haven't figured out by now that this is exactly how people die, then maybe you're in the wrong sport.

I take it that "crass" in your case is an abbreviation for "crammed in the ass".

I take it you've never soaked a roll of toilet paper in lamp oil and set it on fire?

I will be bringing the materials for doing some fire blowing. If anyone wants to learn how to do it, just find me. The more people we can get the better.

That's better.

Take a piece of advice from your sig line.

That's better.

I think that's a sexcellent idea.

Sorry, but you're exactly wrong on that count.

I agree with you about giving the "you're creeping me out" talk to anyone who tells me they love me after four dates, but I think that's a bit of an extreme comparison. Everyone has experienced infatuation at some point or another, whether it's an infatuation for skydiving or for another person. There are always those times your object of infatuation is the only thing on your mind, and somehow your life just doesn't seem complete without it. You know consciously that isn't true, and you have to occasionaly snap yourself back into reality, but you've got that feeling in the pit of your stomach nonetheless, and you find mundane tasks like house cleaning just have no appeal to you at the moment. The only difference between being infatuated with a person and with skydiving is that (if you're smart) you don't talk about those feelings with a person for fear of creeping them out. With skydiving, however, it's actually encouraged to talk about because there's a lot of empathy for your situation, which makes it easy to get carried away. The poor kid just wants to jump, give him a break.

"Lesson #1: It's never too late to do something stupid." How can I argue with that?

I just decided I'm coming. This should be interesting.

Yeah, that was pretty much my question. Thanks for looking out for me.

So is there a community beer collection to pay into (and subsequently drink from), or is everyone responsible for their own stash?