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He can't drop jumpers "for hire". If it's his own plane, and he's receiving no compensation, a private license is sufficient. (Note building time could be considered a compensation, but wouldn't appear to be in this case). Blues, Dave "I AM A PROFESSIONAL EXTREME ATHLETE!" (drink Mountain Dew)

My impression is that's not a FAR, but rather just a condition of the paperwork for converting to a jump door (on some, but not all planes). If I'm right, and he exits the regular door, no such requirement would apply (that's not to say it ain't a good idea though). Blues, Dave "I AM A PROFESSIONAL EXTREME ATHLETE!" (drink Mountain Dew)

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

Well, the neurosurgeon I saw Thursday suggested "surgery". But when he told me how long I'd be out of work and out of play, I decided I'd try "time" instead. Blues, Dave "I AM A PROFESSIONAL EXTREME ATHLETE!" (drink Mountain Dew)

Is it even POSSIBLE to "block", legally or illegally, when your team doesn't have possession of the ball? The officiating sucked, but the Seahawks definitely didn't bring their A-game either. The pressure seemed to get to Stevens (dropping passes that hit him in the hands) and Brown (he's a much better kicker than those two misses). The "push-off" was most certainly not, he hand-checked to see where his coverage was...that was it. That call was terrible. Still, Hasselbeck's INT was a 14 point swing, and the Hawks only lost by 11. Sure, Seattle might have come out on top if the officiating had been better, but they also would have come out on top of they'd scored that touchdown instead of turning the ball over and allowing another Pittsburg TD. Oh well, I've been a Seattle fan forever, so I was completely prepared for the loss. Luckily it wasn't by biblical proportions. Blues, Dave "I AM A PROFESSIONAL EXTREME ATHLETE!" (drink Mountain Dew)

Probably, but who cares. Why stop at one pound? Blues, Dave "I AM A PROFESSIONAL EXTREME ATHLETE!" (drink Mountain Dew)

All this talk about you & Beth & everyone else snowboarding & partying made me start searching the web for where I should go. Big Mountain resort is just outside of Whitefish, Montana (not far from LP), and in 3 weeks they're having their winter carnival. This year's theme is "Mardi Gras - Whitefish style." I can see it now, "SHOW YER UDDERS!!!" and "TEATS! TEATS! TEATS!..." That's it, I'm going. No, really. Now I actually AM going. If any Spokane or western MT people feel like driving to Whitefish this weekend, I'll be up there tonight through Saturday night and wouldn't mind some company. I'd even let ya chip in on the cost of the condo if ya wanted. My phone number is listed at www.blueskiesonline.com if anyone's interested. Blues, Dave "I AM A PROFESSIONAL EXTREME ATHLETE!" (drink Mountain Dew)

I spent awhile dating a woman with similar thoughts on the matter. She'd give it in a second (even though it's not my favorite thing), but she absolutely refused to let me return the favor. Blues, Dave "I AM A PROFESSIONAL EXTREME ATHLETE!" (drink Mountain Dew)

Pretty much ditto. I've met two who I thought "Oh my god that feels good!", and a couple other times I've been able to complete the transaction if I tried really, really, really hard to get the woman an, uhh, "ego-stroke" , but most of the time I just think of it as foreplay. It feels good, but for me, it just ain't what most men make it out to be. Blues, Dave "I AM A PROFESSIONAL EXTREME ATHLETE!" (drink Mountain Dew)

I have that t-shirt. It seems appropriate for skydiving. Blues, Dave "I AM A PROFESSIONAL EXTREME ATHLETE!" (drink Mountain Dew)

You have much to learn young grasshopper, and I'm not talking about the subject of this thread. Blues, Dave "I AM A PROFESSIONAL EXTREME ATHLETE!" (drink Mountain Dew)

Hi Beth, For your birthday, I've submitted your name and phone number to the Seahawks season-ticket sales office. I'm sure you'll enjoy the solicitations. No need to thank me, I already know. I'll just tell you now that you're already welcome.

They don't wash my truck, but they do vacuum it and wash the windows, plus check coolant, brake, tranny, wiper, and power steering fluids, as well as all the lights and tire pressures. Trucks cost a little more than cars, but it's still a deal I can't beat on my own. Blues, Dave "I AM A PROFESSIONAL EXTREME ATHLETE!" (drink Mountain Dew)

I'll grant you that there might be better choices than Wal-Mart, but I don't think everyone who pays to get their oil changed is lazy. My dad owned a quicklube for 18 years. It was my first job out of high school. And I can tell you that even with a pit to stand in and a rack full of every tool you could possibly need, it's still a major pain in the ass to change the oil on some cars (think small and foreign). Even if you've got a Chevy or Ford truck (easiest vehicles to change the oil on), it's still not worth the $15 (roughly) savings to most people to spend a dirty hour in the driveway changing the oil. I haven't changed oil on a car or truck (motorcycles are a different story) since I quit that job. Exactly. It takes me like an hour to pull out the required tools, jack up the truck, change the oil, and put everything away, and then I'm dirty (unless I remove the skid plate below the filter) and I still have the oil to dispose of. A shop will do the same job in half an hour, with no mess for me to take care of, for less than I make per hour. Such a shop is right across the street from my office, so when I need an oil change I just park there at lunchtime, tell 'em what to do, and pick up my truck after work. It's not laziness, it's just realizing that it's neither cost-effective nor an efficient use of my time to do it myself. Blues, Dave "I AM A PROFESSIONAL EXTREME ATHLETE!" (drink Mountain Dew)

I feel so sorry for your upcoming disappointment. Blues, Dave "I AM A PROFESSIONAL EXTREME ATHLETE!" (drink Mountain Dew)

Don't make me yank your visa sponsorship! Blues, Dave "I AM A PROFESSIONAL EXTREME ATHLETE!" (drink Mountain Dew)

I can't answer the question. I've already met the couple people here that I'd like to avoid meeting this year. Blues, Dave "I AM A PROFESSIONAL EXTREME ATHLETE!" (drink Mountain Dew)

I'm afraid he'd get that thumping dog-leg thing going on... and that's just too weird, cuz next thing ya know he'd try and hump my leg. Don't worry about that. If you're calm and just let me finish, it shouldn't take long. Blues, Dave "I AM A PROFESSIONAL EXTREME ATHLETE!" (drink Mountain Dew)

C-172 C-180 C-182 C-206 Some other little Cessna, can't remember what it was though Twin Bonanza Caravan Grand Caravan PAC 750 Twin Otter Porter King Air Skyvan DC-3 Beech 99 A couple different helicopters (can't remember the types) One balloon (homebuilt, bandit jump) One glider (can't remember the type) Blues, Dave "I AM A PROFESSIONAL EXTREME ATHLETE!" (drink Mountain Dew)

I know someone that happened to. It had migrated to near the end of her nipple, and then got caught on something and did that. I don't know if it was painful (imagine so), but either way she ended up with a split nipple. I never heard whether it healed...I should ask her. Blues, Dave "I AM A PROFESSIONAL EXTREME ATHLETE!" (drink Mountain Dew)

Please surrender your guy card immediately. Blues, Dave "I AM A PROFESSIONAL EXTREME ATHLETE!" (drink Mountain Dew)

I've learned that when a woman asks "Does this make my as look fat?", she won't like the response "No, your ass is what makes your ass look fat." I thought that was a good lesson, applicable to many situations. Blues, Dave "I AM A PROFESSIONAL EXTREME ATHLETE!" (drink Mountain Dew)

It depends on what the news is. Some things I can leave alone, other things I'm dying to know. For a job offer, it would depend on how interested I was in the job. Blues, Dave "I AM A PROFESSIONAL EXTREME ATHLETE!" (drink Mountain Dew)

Good if it's while you're going down on her, bad if it's while you're fucking her. Blues, Dave "I AM A PROFESSIONAL EXTREME ATHLETE!" (drink Mountain Dew)

Since when I do have to say out loud that I'm fucking with you?! Blues, Dave "I AM A PROFESSIONAL EXTREME ATHLETE!" (drink Mountain Dew)