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Uhhh...who brought home the most "scream my name" t-shirts?????? RAAAAAAAAAAAC!!!! Thats right, alex....we have a winner! ME!!! doesnt matter who I got them from..........

From what Im told, Brits can take care of herself just fine. Her offense would rapidly become the need for your defense. Good luck, there. I already showed Blair how many girls I can handle in one night. Im a man. Im sure Rhonda will let me show you, too, next time Im through.

If a catholic bear "poped" in the woods, and nobody was around to see it, would it smell as bad? sh'ya... Good point. Jack, go jump with mike. I am Jacks complete lack of animal protection in the deep woods...

Too bad the photo didnt post, (s)kinfuck(l)er. Better luck next time with your internet skills. Goober.

Apologies. Jack, Stay home. Good for the equal opportunity bears. Vegetarians are as fruity as their diet. Just makes them chewier....

Someone has to walk me down the aisle. Who better? You owe me a new keyboard, Dennis. I spat darjeeling all over this one. I'm going back to the high diving kitty now--Baby sees herself here and thinks she famous--but there are other, better avatars to come. Hugs n pictures, rl If you want to put a picture of your pussy on the internet, Rhonda, thats just fine with me. That will draw far more interest ....than....any....other, ummm....picture.

Awww, Jack. Bears dont eat vegetarians. You were fine. Too bad theres a local ordinance among bears forbidding Rangers from the menu as well... Stability is more important than exit jump "distance". And the height of the cliff (being terminal) made it moot. Provided you do not have to clear an immediate obstacle beneath your exit, drop off the cliff stable, than use the track to pull you away from the wall, following a protocol of stability, tracking distance, and heading. Expend your energy on remaining facing away from the wall, with level shoulders at pull time, and do your best at tracking away and youre fine. You'll do great, particularly since with your physique you should be over toronto when you pull.... ...or maybe you should just stick to writing?

rl I'm not scared of Dennis. He pees into a bottle for Christ's sake. What kind of real man can fit his cock in a bottle? Good luck with that boyfriend. At least you won't need to buy any more dental floss. Carapace indeed! Well, actually, Jase, I pee into a Mason Jar...But youre clearly jealous of Rhonda's and my happiness...thats ok, we'll still invite you to the wedding. You have to admit...she's very pretty. Just look at her avatar.

Looks like Im going to be trapped in Florence, Alabama Sunday and probably Monday. This is northwest Alabama, near tennessee and mississippi borders. By chance any jumpers here? If not, Im going hunting... Thanks

The Atlanta crew so rocks. I think Im the only person to ever slow Baxter down. He has to wait patiently for me to gear up and even out the tension on my leg straps on every jump I do with him. At least Gardiner brings a beer along to pass the time....

What can you say about the Dutch that hasn't already been written on the ceiling of Denpar's sleeper cab? ----$kin Um. Nothing that hasnt already been written on the back of skin's throat... But back on track. Hope your finger heals well and fast, karen. If you'd followed the dog around for 24 hours you could have gotten your finger back...they are working wonders nowadays with reattachments.

Yes, yes skinny, I imagine there is not a single girl youve asked out who didnt know it...the check out girl at the pie shop, the orthodonists receptionist, half the women at Jenny Craig's weight loss, the technician at the electrolysis clinic, the wig fitter at the Hair Club for men, or even Tom Aiello. A girl always knows it when she has to get a restraining order after all. Calling the police on a peeping tom does require more than her breasts... Making fun of my new girlfriend is a mistake for two reasons. One, she's smarter than you. And two, if your mom finds out youre using her computer again, you'll go without dessert. But that might be a good thing.... ps. Thanks for the PM. Um...No. I wont hold your hand for a quarter...

When I was new...

Whew. For a minute there I didnt think Rhonda realized I had asked her out. Now Im hooked for a beer in Florida...plus some really good...um...conversation. Poor Skinflint. Those nude girl photos NOT showing up in E-mails anymore? No??? Next time I get through Skincinnati there is a mandatory jump coming, Jase, currency or not. Excuses which dont work: my wife said I cant go. Excuses which work: my wife said I cant go.

I have been completely negligent in not falling in love with you before, Rhonda. Damn, I love brainy chicks... You accept people for who they are when you fall for them. If they smoke when you fell in love, you accepted their smoke; nagging wont hack it. And on up the scale to less unimportant factors.

NOW I know what to name my first four children. Who was the little girl who got axed in the woods, again?

Whats the connection between quitting after a bad injury, and having a neurochemical deficiency? Some people have a compulsion to start fires. It doesnt make them any less of a fire starter, but if they choose to start fires without a classical mental illness to motivate them; well at least theyre broader and more well rounded fire starters, will last longer in their chosen outlet, and will adapt better to different aspects of the genre, as well as getting more out of it. I just happen to know people with classic brain chemistry problems who base jump, and they are much less fun to jump with then Ray Losli. In any case someone who is forced by neurotic chemistry to jump, or to "finish" out their deficient brain chemistry by jumping is far more bound by biological rules then someone who chooses to jump, and must "psych" for the jump. That person is free. It is the first who is trapped and pinioned. If you jump because youre mad at people than you are choosing to jump, you seek psychological resolution rather than psychiatric or chemical resolution to a biological problem. I imagine we are not talking about the same thing, having casually commented and likely ill-defined our respective opinions and positions. In any case, we're all jumpers regardless of reason. I made a solo last night (filmed) that didnt get me "high" at all. I stopped getting "high" years ago. I choose to continue...

Your place in Base is secure and patient, whether you decide to come back or no. And youve been a good friend and mentor to me for years, now. Come back at your own pace and convenience; we'll be waiting.... ps. I just turned Gorey's "The Gashlycrumb Tinies" loose on another unsuspecting victim. thanks for that too, man....

Well, I for one dont jump because I have a chemical imbalance in the brain. I jump because the voices in my head tell me to. But seriously, you wouldnt be a real base jumper if you were driven to jump by biology. Choosing to jump seems to me the defining characteristic of the more well rounded jumper. If a prescription to balance your mental chemistry could make you stop jumping, then you were peripheral to the sport to begin with.

Thanks Jaap. I knew you'd be useful for something eventually. How'd you get around copyright laws reprinting it here?

Im thinking, maybe hanging out in the parking lot of "the Institute" is a good place to pick up chicks.

Someone please tell me I did not just drive past this sign. And how exactly does one restructure something that didnt have much structure in the first place??? This is a billboard, but this website has photo size limitations, so I had to laser it down to make it smaller. Um. So it would fit better. Um. For your amusement.

"Life is a comedy to those who think, a tragedy to those who feel" --Robert Walpole. According to Keats, Nick, life has a" pleasure thermometer"; as high as you take the heights is as low as you will go into its depths, and vice versa. With the ability to enjoy greatly comes the affliction to suffer terribly, but the one "pays" for the experience of the other. After your radiation treatments comes purity, clarity, and joy in a magnitude proportional to the pain suffered. Pain is weakness leaving the body. In Afghanistan, long ago, opium was sold in markets with a label which, when translated said, "this joy subtracted from your share in future paradise (heaven)" The reverse is equally true. You are a pioneer in BASE, Nick, our teacher of strength. Consider this your Jaap-ian "get well carrot", man. Hang in there, friend.

Its absolutely been an honor, Mike, knowing you and having benefited greatly from your contribution to the Atlanta hospitality Ive enjoyed for years now. Thank you very much for this and your many contributions to the base world. Best of luck in all future endeavors, and success in your family affairs. However, I will be seeing you from time to time even if it is from behind gray hairs, man. Hang in there, Mike. cya dude Dennis ps. this means baxter's going to be TOTALLY intolerable now, right???

Hey Ben Franklin! Thanks for the KC jump, Rick. That was........very memorable! Absolutely the most event packed Base jump I have ever had. Thank you so much, man. Lets do that again!!!! ps. ok, so apparently that was poison ivy we were standing in? Goddamit!