Jessica

1 speeding ticket (on the way to the DZ!) avoided by crying:1:0 One nice sit jump. I'd forgotten that big freefly to-do was this weekend at San Marcos. I met nacmacfeegle, ramon AND levin, and saw a bunch of my old homeys from Skydive Dallas.

*so proud of the Bytch*

HAR! I wish I had a hit counter on THAT page. No affiliation. I swear. Everyone who offered to help -- y'all are awesome. I may hit some of you up. I'm not sure what I'm going to do yet. I must ponder this. I am quite irritated by the amateurishness of my web presence.

Hee hee!!!!! That's awesome brother man.

Michele, this is a post I made in Feb. 2001 on the old dropzone.com. it was in response to a post a little like this one. Okay, really stoopid story: I went six weeks without jumping shortly after my second reserve ride. I was SERIOUSLY FREAKED (and still am, kind of). I'd go to the dropzone and just hang out and pick up people who landed out and hang out and watch and loan my rig to friends and get all excited when I saw them in the air and get pissed if they dragged my pilot chute walking back to the hangar and tell people who demanded to know why I wasn't getting on the fricking load to BUGGER OFF. Anyway, last Monday, I went out there, and asked if there were any instructors who could make a jump with me (I didn't want to pay $$ for a AFF recurrency jump if I could help it) and sure enough, someone could. I paid for his slot and we talked about what we were going to do and I geared up and got in the plane. (The hardest part is manifesting, because if you do that, you'll put your gear on, and if you do that, you'll get in the plane, and if you do that, by God, you'll jump out). Anyhoo, this is my point...I'm sitting there, my back against the pilot's seat, other people jammed all around me, all grinning...and the plane takes off...and I'm watching the needle on my altimeter creep up and up...and we hit 1000, and I take off my seat belt and helmet...and I look around, out the windows, and I grin, too. And I lean over to my friend and whisper "I feel like I'm home." But you can't really whisper on a plane so everyone heard me and I got lots of smiles and one, "That's because you are!" Then everybody told stupid skydiver jokes ("What's the difference between a golfer and a skydiver hahahahah") and then Greg and I climbed out and I gave a count and YEEEEEHAW THERE WE GO!!!! It was $%#$# awesome. I was shitty in the air but so what, cause I did it, and until the moment I let go of that plane, I didn't know if I ever would again. I did a wicked solo immediately after, and I'm gonna do a hop 'n' pop this weekend. Moral: recurrency jumps are cool! Sort of like your first cigarette after a week of not smoking. Enjoy the rush! See you Sunday morning! Jess

I'm no hooker. I have to pay people to have sex with me. Thanks a lot for making fun of me, asshole. Back on topic...what's a good program for designing web pages? Or should I just do the work and learn the bleeping html?

555-FUCK Wait...that sounds like a phone sex line. I assure you that is not the case. Unless you are PhreeZone.

You know (doing a little Saturday night post-ho'in, sorry Sangiro), I can visualize exactly what I want...I just don't have anywhere near the skills to do it.

Heh!!! Thanks!

May I refer you to the AlexTheDestroyer.com motto: "We don't care about the consumer." WB, at least you have photos. My photos are blurry crap. If people want exposure to the F-word they can just call me up and talk to me. It's quicker.

Patience? PATIENCE??????????????

Wear it around the house some so you don't get freaked or claustrophobic-feeling when you put it on to skydive. It helped me to get used to it first.

Here it is. The content's OK, but I hate the layout. Plus I need more photos. Someone help me find a good online html tutorial. The templates just aren't cutting it anymore, but I have the web design skills of a 3-year-old. Also the popups are killing me. I'm thinking about moving the whole thing over to www.freewbz.com. (Work is boring as hell tonight.)

Sigh.... *listlessly* Go Wings.... *putting Mavericks paraphenalia, including socks and T-shirt, back in drawer*

Here's the Web site for Bomber, who makes the Reflex now. I really do like mine. I'd get another one, especially since it has better protection on the pop top now.

The spirit, perhaps, but not the letter.

Sure, it's a shitty rainy Friday. But next weekend is MEMORIAL DAY! And I know that the randy, raunchy, jump-hungry dz.com population has some big plans. So what's the haps? I'm getting on a big shiny plane Friday morning, and flying to Ohio, where I will spend quality time with my favorite skydiver. I plan to owe a LOT of beer by Tuesday. So if you're in the area, come to Skydive Greene County and meet me and PhreeZone and myriad other troublemakers.

The cloud of disgruntlement surrounding me is far darker than the ones blotting out the sky. I'm pissed. I was really looking forward to today.

What are y'all talking about? Jogging? Beating up winos?

If there are any holes in the clouds, I'll be there for the early part of Saturday and/or Sunday. I'm supposed to be in the otter RIGHT NOW but the weather's shit.

I'm wearing an emotioneric.com T-shirt. That's pretty much it. And I'm about to take it off and get back in bed. Stupid fucking scattered thunderstorms. I NEVER GET TO SKYDIVE WAAAAAH

I'll be there, in the back of the plane, to practice my sitting/corking routine. Will try to be there by nine.

One of my favorite visuals in my canon of memories is Mandy's smiling face on my AFFs. Every time I did a circle of awareness, I couldn't help but relax at her huge grin, and smile back as I obeyed her hand signals.

Yes, yes, a thousand times yes! Anything to see them in the third round. Hey Frank -- if you can tell me when the Stars will be in the playoffs, I'll be sure to tune in. Actually, I really miss hockey, but San Antonio is not much of a hockey town. If you turn it on in a bar everyone turns and stares, mouths slightly agape.