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Ditto, especially if they're nekkid pics! Blues, Dave "I AM A PROFESSIONAL EXTREME ATHLETE!" (drink Mountain Dew)

I'd be freaking exhausted! During my course, I remember something in the back of my head on almost every jump whispering "Jeezus are we about done yet??!", and thinking during the track-off's "Whew, it's finally over!" Blues, Dave "I AM A PROFESSIONAL EXTREME ATHLETE!" (drink Mountain Dew)

Ha ha! Great shot...that's just wrong! Blues, Dave "I AM A PROFESSIONAL EXTREME ATHLETE!" (drink Mountain Dew)

That gets at my position, which is that I *can't* clearly define it. Somewhere between being an unfertilized egg and being a post-delivery infant, a human comes into being. I can't tell you when exactly that is. Nor can you tell me. People are just going to differ in their opinions on when that occurs. Because none of us know for sure, I don't feel we have the right to impose what we believe on other people who may believe differently. This is why I'm opposed to banning abortions, because I can't tell you when to ban them. Even if I could firm up a belief for myself, I don't see where I have the right to make you believe the same thing, and I don't think "reasonable compromise" is a valid option where beliefs are concerned. Blues, Dave "I AM A PROFESSIONAL EXTREME ATHLETE!" (drink Mountain Dew)

I know a guy who actually is (or at least was) a skydiver who STILL bullshits about it. He's got maybe 300-400 jumps, and I've heard him claim 4,000. He has no ratings, but he'll tell every woman he's interested in that he'll personally take her on a tandem (particularly funny when I'm sitting there and we both know it'll be me who actually takes her). He has at various points tried to convince me that he got me into skydiving and that he was my jumpmaster when I was a student (I met him at the DZ. He had like 8 jumps when I made my first). It never ceases to amaze me really, I mean I can kinda understand bragging about skydiving to a chick at a bar, but why would he think he then needs to exaggerate his experience? On the other end of the spectrum, I had a student a year or two ago who showed up, took the FJC, and made a few jumps. It turned out they were not his first. That had been a year prior...a bandit jump on a rig he bought off of Ebay for like $200. If I remember correctly, he'd made the mistake of opening the main before the jump and didn't know how to repack it. He figured out the function of the cutaway handle, chopped the main, and then jumped just the reserve from some reasonable height (thinking like 2500'). I don't think he ever unstowed the brakes, I seem to remember his landing had been spectacular in that it hadn't resulted in any broken bones. Anyhow, he did manage to convince me and the other jumpers present (including the DZOs) that he was telling the truth. Blues, Dave "I AM A PROFESSIONAL EXTREME ATHLETE!" (drink Mountain Dew)

I bid twelve marbles, part of a jews-harp, a piece of blue bottle-glass to look through, a spool cannon, a key that wouldn't unlock anything, a fragment of chalk, a glass stopper of a decanter, a tin soldier, a couple of tadpoles, six fire-crackers, a kitten with only one eye, a brass door- knob, a dog-collar -- but no dog -- the handle of a knife, four pieces of orange-peel, and a dilapidated old window sash. But I'm keeping my dead rat and piece of string to swing it with. Blues, Dave "I AM A PROFESSIONAL EXTREME ATHLETE!" (drink Mountain Dew)

Don't even take them out after chopping jalapenos! I learned that wearing disposable rubber gloves while chopping spicy peppers is the only way to go. Without them, it'll hurt a fair amount taking my contacts out at night, and even worse when I put them back in the next day, regardless of how many times I wash my hands. Blues, Dave "I AM A PROFESSIONAL EXTREME ATHLETE!" (drink Mountain Dew)

That is easy.... Become a woman! What makes me happy changes all the time But can you intentionally change it to whatever situation you happen to find yourself in? In my experience, what makes a woman happy is usually whatever she's NOT getting right now. Blues, Dave "I AM A PROFESSIONAL EXTREME ATHLETE!" (drink Mountain Dew)

I didn't have an answer for this thread that wouldn't be cliche, but it did make me think of that "what superpower thread would you most like to have" thread from not too long ago. The best superpower would be the ability to change what makes me happy anytime I please. Blues, Dave "I AM A PROFESSIONAL EXTREME ATHLETE!" (drink Mountain Dew)

At several dropzones I've been to, it would have to be some sort of square-dance song that involves a fair amount of partner switching. Blues, Dave "I AM A PROFESSIONAL EXTREME ATHLETE!" (drink Mountain Dew)

There is a simple fix for that that Kallend and I employ, but if you care more for what the fashion nazis think than consideration for your own and other's olfactory senses, you won't be interested. Blues, Dave TWS#2 "I AM A PROFESSIONAL EXTREME ATHLETE!" (drink Mountain Dew)

Bendy good!

It's obviously Remster. He's got those moves down! Blues, Dave "I AM A PROFESSIONAL EXTREME ATHLETE!" (drink Mountain Dew)

This post is inspiring me to share a photo of a really cool figure skating chick. Something about this picture is vaguely, umm, "beckoning". Blues, Dave "I AM A PROFESSIONAL EXTREME ATHLETE!" (drink Mountain Dew)

Go shopping. Replace. There are no Nordstroms within a hundred miles. OK, the stuff ain't ALL over them, just on the bottoms, with a few spots on the uppers. I can think of plenty of things that would break down the grease, but I imagine they'd also damage the leather. Blues, Dave "I AM A PROFESSIONAL EXTREME ATHLETE!" (drink Mountain Dew)

Picture attached. They've got what I believe is waste grease from the kitchen at a bar I was at all over them. Black, oily, and just flat out disgusting. I'd like to wear these tomorrow. Please advise. Blues, Dave "I AM A PROFESSIONAL EXTREME ATHLETE!" (drink Mountain Dew)

I was in a bar a few weeks ago, named "the talking bird", that had a resident myna bird. I sat down near him and the first thing he said was, in perfect cat-voice "Meeeooooowwwww", followed shortly by "Here kitty, kitty, kitty" Blues, Dave "I AM A PROFESSIONAL EXTREME ATHLETE!" (drink Mountain Dew)

I've never been happier in the knowledge that I'm straight.

umm... Blues, Dave "I AM A PROFESSIONAL EXTREME ATHLETE!" (drink Mountain Dew)

It ain't much, but I post the S&T newsletter in the Safety & Training forum every time I get one. I used to try to do something called "Monday's with the BOD" on rec.skydiving, but participation by BOD members was pretty limited for a variety of reasons. If USPA doesn't want to use this informal channel of communication, perhaps they could be convinced to post occasional updates, meeting agendas, etc on their official page and someone could just copy & paste it here for broader dissemination. I don't see a great chance of that happening, but it seems more likely than them simply posting it here themselves. Blues, Dave "I AM A PROFESSIONAL EXTREME ATHLETE!" (drink Mountain Dew)

The men, authors all: Samuel Clemens Tom Robbins Douglas Adams The women: Nina Simone (hoping she'll sing) Gypsy Rose Lee (hoping she'll dance) Jessica Alba (anything more than just looking good would be a bonus) And for a romantic interest... maybe Jennifer Aniston. Blues, Dave "I AM A PROFESSIONAL EXTREME ATHLETE!" (drink Mountain Dew)

Wouldn't be the first time.... Somehow #2 just doesn't seem to 'fit' so I'll have to guess #3 now... #3 is true...the boat was 84 years old, still mostly the original wood, and approximately the same length as the whale. She charged at us, then sounded just short of hitting us. A few minutes later she pulled up parallel to us, about 6-8 feet away, and checked us out for a minute or two. As she left, she slapped a pectoral fin and completely soaked me. Numbers 1 and 2 are made true by switching "dolphin" and "porpoise". Blues, Dave "I AM A PROFESSIONAL EXTREME ATHLETE!" (drink Mountain Dew)

You'd be wrong. Blues, Dave "I AM A PROFESSIONAL EXTREME ATHLETE!" (drink Mountain Dew)

I can introduce you. Jackets like that should be outlawed Wait. That's not Shannon. Are you waiting for FUEL? Shut up and bring me a towel!! If it feels good on your wrists, imagine how good it'll feel in the crack of your ass! What side? The OTHER side. You have the sweetest smelling explosive diarrhea I've ever sniffed. Blues, Dave "I AM A PROFESSIONAL EXTREME ATHLETE!" (drink Mountain Dew)

I can introduce you. Jackets like that should be outlawed Wait. That's not Shannon. Are you waiting for FUEL? Shut up and bring me a towel!! If it feels good on your wrists, imagine how good it'll feel in the crack of your ass! Blues, Dave "I AM A PROFESSIONAL EXTREME ATHLETE!" (drink Mountain Dew)