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I won't speak to the landing as there appeared to be very little glide slope and as Eric points out; a couple of possibilities. But, as to the "linked" exit, it "appears" the video guy was trying to help pull the Anvil Passenger down so the TI could get out the door. Notice the container inside and above the door. Nobody has time to listen; because they're desperately chasing the need of being heard.

No, it would appear the preferred method for not learning your ABC's is waterboarding. Sorry, I'm still torqued about that one. Nobody has time to listen; because they're desperately chasing the need of being heard.

There was a time when the military took "care" of its own. They were called, "Bunk Adapter Parties." And, one need not be in their bunk to receive one. Nobody has time to listen; because they're desperately chasing the need of being heard.

It did not read that way and I wondered if he meant, "pre-teen's word." So perhaps the medium is: "This pitted the word of a respected teacher against that of a troubled pre-teen; who could not even recount the event without shaking. With the administration against him, my cousin had to put all trust and hope in a lawyer." Now, they both own the "word." Word! Nobody has time to listen; because they're desperately chasing the need of being heard.

The only thing that really jumps out at me is: You're talking about "a" pre-teen (singular) and for some reason; I'm thinking it needs a semicolon to read as: This pitted the word of a respected teacher against a troubled pre-teen; who could not even recount the event without shaking. With the administration against him, my cousin had to put all trust and hope in a lawyer. Nobody has time to listen; because they're desperately chasing the need of being heard.

That chainsaw hasn't been invented yet. Nobody has time to listen; because they're desperately chasing the need of being heard.

I can't say anything, I did that once about 15 years ago. That was back when you could pump; then pay. My usual process was to pump, hang it up and then pay. This time, I pumped, went into go potty, on the way out the clerk tells me its $xx.xx dollars. I walk straight up to the driver's side, hop in and take off. About a block later, I look in the rear view mirror cause I see this little thing looking like it's trying to pass me. It was the cutawway slinging back and forth. I driiiiiiiiiiiiiiiive back to the store and tell them what's happened thinking this is going to cost some money. Asked how much I owed in damages. Clerk thanks me for bringing it back and says it happens all the time, but hardly anyone brings them back, no charge, the guy'll pop it back in. Which has left me wondering for years. Exactly what do those who don't bring them back do with them? Nobody has time to listen; because they're desperately chasing the need of being heard.

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

You're right about it working, but I'll share a story. I too, was rolling it like a sleeping bag until at one boogie; a voice from behind says, "That's not how it was intended when I developed the Psychopack." So, I turned around to look and it's Beezy. So, I asked him to show or tell me the correct way. "Don't roll it up tight like a sleeping bag, cut it into thirds and lay it down to control with your knees." [EDIT: Basically, bag depth] Works LOTS better. Nobody has time to listen; because they're desperately chasing the need of being heard.

Can't explain that.. Never had a problem with the Psychopack. Nobody has time to listen; because they're desperately chasing the need of being heard.

Psychopack that bitch for about 25 times, then roll back to the ProPack. Nobody has time to listen; because they're desperately chasing the need of being heard.

Having worked numerous US (CONUS) & overseas (OCONUS) international disaster operations in the past, I can validate that while everyone wants to assist the impacted areas, it must be through a well planned and coordinated process with all agencies directly in communications with, and support to, the requesting nation. As with any disaster, donations must be well planned and coordinated as well. Those that want to assist should consider financial donations to relief organizations such as the American Red Cross who is directly supporting the ICRC in their relief processes. EDIT: Going offline for awhile. Nobody has time to listen; because they're desperately chasing the need of being heard.

I've only had raw or cooked on a spit. I'm thinkin deep fried would be great. Nobody has time to listen; because they're desperately chasing the need of being heard.

Yup. I read one yesterday about the Nexus One having sync issues with your Outlook. Nobody has time to listen; because they're desperately chasing the need of being heard.

Identification: It doesn't have shoulders. Response: It dies. Rule: If you kill it; you have to eat it. Nobody has time to listen; because they're desperately chasing the need of being heard.

Yeah, but only in leap years where there's two blue moons in one month. Nobody has time to listen; because they're desperately chasing the need of being heard.

... a George Foreman Grill on December 31st, 2009 and named it "Vagina." That is all. Nobody has time to listen; because they're desperately chasing the need of being heard.

The 2000's decade started on January 1, 2000 and ended on December 31, 2009. A decade is a period of ten years. The word is derived from the late Latin decas. 12 months in a year, 120 months in a decade. Count it up. Nobody has time to listen; because they're desperately chasing the need of being heard.

There's "something" for everyone.

It was the MOST wonderful experience of my life. It damn near killed me three times, I made life-long friends, I belong to the largest fraternity in the world, no matter where I go, there's someone in the room of which we have a common frame of reference and something to talk about. I learned things I never would have learned, saw all four corners of the planet and was exposed to numerous cultures, experienced some of the most challenging things one can imagine, met some of the most amazing people one could ask to meet, etc. Even the bad times, upon reflection - became good times. Third generation military and am glad for the opportunity and the experience. I can't imagine what I wouldn't have become if I hadn't served. Nobody has time to listen; because they're desperately chasing the need of being heard.

FEMBOT Shit, if you're going to invent a Fembot; Make it a little like Amazon for attitude, Add a little Skymama in there for spankings, And, from the boobs thread, take the pictures of your favorite pair to the inventor and tell him to "Put the boobs from this dz.commer on my fembot." Now for the "wish you hadn't put that picture in my head" moment. Turtlebot. Nobody has time to listen; because they're desperately chasing the need of being heard.

I happened to catch it and like gonorrhea; hope I don't catch it again. I may be in that age bracket, but that was seriously slow, downtrodden, and just painful. Kind of a soap opera for older men with no humor in it at all. Life's too short to watch television as it is; it's damn sure too short to listen to that drivel. Nobody has time to listen; because they're desperately chasing the need of being heard.

BINGO! We have a fact-finder in our midst. Nobody has time to listen; because they're desperately chasing the need of being heard.

Reincarnation was widely accepted even when Jesus walked the Earth. Some of the early saints believed in reincarnation (i.e., St. Augustine). The Bible, as we know it today, can be traced back to the fourth century A.D. The Second Council of Church Fathers, in Constantinople in 553 A.D., deleted many direct references to reincarnation from the Bible. Constantine was the emperor of Rome. He appointed Pope Damascus. They founded the Council of Nicaea and made an effort to purge everything out of the Scriptures of the New Testament that spoke of reincarnation as they were translating the Scriptures from Aramaic into Latin. The Council met with the specific purpose of condemning the idea of reincarnation. King James further tried to remove any references to reincarnation, but they can still be found in the Bible. You can do a Google on "King James Bible and Reincarnation." Nobody has time to listen; because they're desperately chasing the need of being heard.

The below hyperlinks are to the Aerodyne and Performance Designs reserve recommendations: http://www.flyaerodyne.com/fly/products/smartSelector.asp http://www.performancedesigns.com/products.asp?product=pr I'm a bit "old school," but believe those who are in the student/novice and even up to the Intermediate range should not jump a reserve in which their total exit weight should not be greater than at least 1.0:1. One should also consider the reserve as their first choice in a purchase. A reserve is not a backup canopy, but your primary canopy. Wingloading Calculator While there are those that will tell you, that one can expect a reserve ride in "x" out of "y" jumps, there are those that have had 2 and even 3 reserve rides in one day. Conversely, there are those that have thousands of jumps with no reserve ride. However, no one will dispute that there is a reserve ride in someone's future. Old saying, "there's them that's had a reserve ride and them what's going to have a reserve ride." The reserve canopy is F-111 and a seven cell which makes for completely different flying and landing characteristics. If you do a search on "Reserve Wingloading" you'll find several threads on the subject matter and one of the most important things I've heard that still rings true today... "If you think you can land even a perfect 1.2 to 1 7-cell canopy in someone's backyard surrounded by trees, you might choose that size reserve. That being said, I have never been under a sport reserve wishing it were smaller." ~Billvon, 2002 If one cannot land their main canopy in those conditions yet, then should one consider a reserve that is smaller than their main? IMO, There is no such thing as too large a reserve. Nobody has time to listen; because they're desperately chasing the need of being heard.