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I was on Desert Shield/Storm when this little fucker was born. Happy Birthday, Johnny!!! Probably have some fucking OD socks from back then that I could throw at him Nobody has time to listen; because they're desperately chasing the need of being heard.

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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RtWbpyjJqrU Nobody has time to listen; because they're desperately chasing the need of being heard.

That was actually pretty good. The closed-caption translation was a little rough, but close enough that you get the ideas. So why is it that our instructors always told us to tense up our leg muscles to brace for impact for a PLF landing? From this story, it looks like having relaxed muscles would be a better way to land and avoid injury... What you should have been told was to bend your knees and absorb the initial energy in your leg muscles as you continue through the PLF/R. Relaxing your legs too much will result in an injury. Nobody has time to listen; because they're desperately chasing the need of being heard.

We been slacking off, Jerry. A new Army 2nd Lieutenant was assigned to an outfit in a remote post in the Afghanistan Desert . During his first inspection of the outfit, he noticed a Camel hitched up behind the mess tent.He asks the Sergeant why the camel is kept there. The nervous sergeant said, 'Well sir, as you know, there are 250 men here on the post and no women. And sir, sometimes the men have 'urges'. That's why we have Molly The Camel. 'The Lieutenant says, 'I can't say that I condone this, but I understand about 'urges', so the camel can stay.' About a month later, the 2nd. Lt. starts having his own 'urges'. Crazy with passion, he asks the Sergeant to bring the camel to his tent. Putting a ladder behind the camel, the lieutenant stands on the ladder, pulls his pants down and has wild, insane sex with the camel. When he's done, he asks the Sergeant, 'Is that how the men do it?' 'No not really, sir. They usually just ride the camel into town where the girls are. Nobody has time to listen; because they're desperately chasing the need of being heard.

I chose the porshe for sale value. IMO choosing the porn star would mean everyone in the company would know my choice which could affect the future of my career. Having said that, I might have to suffer for the rest of my life if it were a night of Kate Upton. Nobody has time to listen; because they're desperately chasing the need of being heard.

Nobody has time to listen; because they're desperately chasing the need of being heard.

I know exactly what it says read a bit further Where I say I hate him today because everyone tells me I hate him Then Within a few posts I say I am done hating him agian becasue it is too much work And hating IS work It is not worth the effort The sarcasm is very evident You dont think so? Ok Maybe its hard to keep up with which way the flag is blowing for you an any given day. You hate him, you don't hate him, you hate him, you don't, you allude that you do, then it was sarcasm with an added dash of, "He is a fuck head after all." You know, I don't care if you hate him or not. I don't like the man, his politics, his methods, etc. But, I've made it pretty clear as to why and will hold my ground. You continue to throw up silly articles each morning you've found, someone has sent you or an interpretation of Mouth Limbaugh and blame Obama. While I don't like the man, he's not responsible for _everything_ that goes wrong. Read more; talk less and when you do talk - please back it up with factual data. Use syllogisms; not enthymemes. Nobody has time to listen; because they're desperately chasing the need of being heard.

You do realize the post you linked to and the one above it which states, "...I didn't hate him before. but so many ass hats have told me I do, I started hating him today." clearly means he's right about both your beliefs and the time frame. Nobody has time to listen; because they're desperately chasing the need of being heard.

Nope. Haven't done any out of the US boogies. Nobody has time to listen; because they're desperately chasing the need of being heard.

Doesn't really feel like 19 years ago when you're talking about it... does it? Nobody has time to listen; because they're desperately chasing the need of being heard.

Hmmm... Stage 1, 2, 3 Mods and Supertrapp exhaust. I gotta go check a map to make sure the epicenter ain't under my garage Thank you. It is by far, the smoothest ride I've ever owned. Nobody has time to listen; because they're desperately chasing the need of being heard.

Look, I've made it clear that I'm no fan of Obama, but that is no where near a fact. Nobody has time to listen; because they're desperately chasing the need of being heard.

Ohhh, he must have discarded the stuff the US supplied him and only used what he manufactured himself. In this case, you are both right. Desert Storm pretty much decimated Saddam's WMD Program amd Saddam supposedly ended Iraq's nuclear program after the war. In the Mid-90's, he shifted to re-tooling his factories back to WMDs and the gas/nerve agents. In 1998, Clinton's Operation Desert Fox hit 100 primary targets - this too was not without its own controversy. Then... Anyway, if you're interested enough... search for Operation Desert Fox and the Duefler Report and it'll take you on a journey of which you both speak. Nobody has time to listen; because they're desperately chasing the need of being heard.

First tell is how you did on the ambigram condom contest. After 11 Harleys, I finally bought a brand new outta the box 2015 Road Glide. It's my first bike with a faring which was appreciated during yesterday's 15 degree morning. C'MON Springtime!!! Planning some very long road trips. Nobody has time to listen; because they're desperately chasing the need of being heard.

The issue is that once again Rush just wants to blindly Obama-bash, once again his failure to put any real thought process into it has been called out, and now he'll just keep doing his thing as long as other people are willing to keep engaging him. Just came back and read the entire thread. Wow. Nobody has time to listen; because they're desperately chasing the need of being heard.

I'm not sure I understand the "issue." How unemployment has been calculated has never been any great secret. Even the BLS states, "So, quite clearly, UI information cannot be used as a source for complete information on the number of unemployed." http://www.bls.gov/cps/cps_htgm.htm Nobody has time to listen; because they're desperately chasing the need of being heard.

Thanks Ski, I must have skipped right over that. Nobody has time to listen; because they're desperately chasing the need of being heard.

Where's anything about a Toxicology Report? Nobody has time to listen; because they're desperately chasing the need of being heard.

I understand and to a certain extent agree. But, I have also wept for the child who's father made that decision to stay. The father lived. The child did not. He reported to the news, "It was the government's fault for not stressing the importance of getting out." Then, he ended himself. It was an awesome job. The helping people during a horrible time and their gratitude of which there is no greater satisfaction. During Gustav/Ike, I needed a haircut and some home versus institutionalized cooking so I went to the black part of town. Got a haircut from an older black man. Good-Old Fashioned haircut. Shaved neck with the witch-hazel burn slap and talcum powder around the neck line. Another black guy shining my boots. Stood up. "No charge, sir." Whaddaya mean no charge? We know what you been doing to help the folks of Louisiana. I reached into my wallet and he again said, "No Charge, sir." I replied, "I understand, Sir, But, you didn't say anything about not being able to tip" and handed him a fifty. He smiled. Down there; it's called "lagniappe." And, it's often said that lagniappe will "get you far." He also recommended the hole in the wall deep south cooking that was the best chicken fried chicken and white gravy a man has ever tasted. He'd called her to let her know I was coming. My sweet tea and cornbread never dried up. Nobody has time to listen; because they're desperately chasing the need of being heard.

Pastafarian? Nobody has time to listen; because they're desperately chasing the need of being heard.

You're right about the models. As you know, I worked in Disaster Response for ten years. Spent beaucoup time in the Emergency Operations Centers (EOC) of Florida, Louisiana, Mississippi, Missouri, Virginia, Texas, Oklahoma. etc. for Katrina, Wilma, Rita, Irene, etc. etc. Let's use the hurricanes as an example. Depending on which grid square the TS hits as it comes across the Atlantic; there can be as many as 34 different track projections. As it moves across and changes grid squares, so too do the tracking models. Virtually every NOAA and other agency's meteorologist's will be collaborating and discussing behind the scenes. In each case, there is a decision point that need be met with a "best guess" so as to communicate with the public. The blizzard of 2011 that hit Tulsa was actually being tracked from..... Fiji Yet, the decision point was made with Arizona as the time to communicate with the public. And, even with the "Mother of all Storms" (Katrina) - the public didn't listen. In almost every hurricane, I heard the same thing from the public... "Oh, we made it through the Hurricane of XXXX just fine." Then, when they don't make it through the next one "just fine" they blame the government for "not communicating" the nature of the storm enough. You know how many times I wanted to scream in someone's ear. "You fucking twit!!! They told you to evacuate and YOU CHOSE not to!!!" So, this time, some teeth were put in the warnings. And the model changed - for the better. What if they had downgraded the storm and as soon as they did, the next grid square it changed for the worse" Once you communicate the warnings, you can't unravel and re-ravel it. You'd be "chasing the bubble." (An old mortarman's term for slinging your mortar tubes leveling and declination bubbles past the mark - back and forth). Personally, I'm glad to see the local level communicating so well. You know how many times the local government has waited until they can determine if the storm will have enough financial damage so as to meet the federal threshold for for FEMA assistance? Lots of times. But, not this time. They were in front of it and not right at or past the line of human safety. The public has no idea how much, how long, nor the resources to infrastructure it takes to get ready. I'll give you two examples and then shut up. 1. The number of major hospitals and nursing homes (101 in Florida alone) you need to get fuel to for their emergency generator supply and to calculate the re-order points during and after the storm and to ensure a continuous fuel supply. Then, let's talk food stores. For how long? 2. Pump stations - little buildings all over a city that require generators attached, fueled, and again; continuous fuel supply (128 in Virginia Beach). These little buildings are what keeps the city's chit going that way - instead of this way. It was better to have communicated too much and have nothing happen; than not communicate until it was too late and have something happen. People are going to bitch. But, if they're bitchin; they're alive. Nobody has time to listen; because they're desperately chasing the need of being heard.

There's something for everyone. I hope so too. Nobody has time to listen; because they're desperately chasing the need of being heard.

True. I remember when FF'ing first became the cool, new. People would get their A license and run over to the freeflyers. Freeflyers would kick them back to us and tell them to learn RW first before they'd teach them how FF. Now, Crew dogs... so, you're gonna need two knives and... Nobody has time to listen; because they're desperately chasing the need of being heard.

Awesome to have you back!!! Nine years!! Damn, how did that happen??? Nobody has time to listen; because they're desperately chasing the need of being heard.