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Neither. I kept my laptop on a counter and the cord and phone cord (yeah, I know, icky old-fashioned dial up) dangle down from the counter. It had a DVD in it. I have two cats. They were wrestling with one another at about 6:15 this morning. They got caught in the cords and pulled the computer onto the floor. WHAM! Besides waking me up and scaring the living shit out of me, they took the decision away from me in one fell swoop. The screen is non-readable and I've always heard that if the screen is messed up on a laptop, the computer is totalled (sort of like a car). Sigh....Anyone want to come to Georgia, join my pity party and get drunk with me tonight? Nina Are we called "DAWGs" because we stick our noses up people's butts? (RIP Buzz) Yep, you're a postwhore-billyvance

OK, I guess I should mention that I don't keep any of my gear at home. If I did, then I would definitely save that. >>>Rig is custom takes much longer My rig is a Dolphin and I got it in 9 days. Now the Lightning...that's another story. Nina Are we called "DAWGs" because we stick our noses up people's butts? (RIP Buzz) Yep, you're a postwhore-billyvance

Your home is going up in flames. All living/breathing things have already escaped (we're cutting down on the moral dilemna here). You have the opportunity to save ONE (and only one) thing. What would that one thing be? Up until this morning, without a momen't hesitation, my choice would have been my laptop computer. Nina Are we called "DAWGs" because we stick our noses up people's butts? (RIP Buzz) Yep, you're a postwhore-billyvance

Oh darlin, I wish I could lie to you and tell you that jumping from a balloon is a horrible thing, but I am an awful liar. I did my very first balloon jump in Chester, SC with a friend. It was one of the most awesome things I've done in skydiving so far. I'm going to tell you about it, not to rub in a wonderul experience, but to tell you that you DEFINITELY need to do it soon! The skies had been nasty all day. But all of the sudden, the sunshine, blue skies and puffy, white clouds appeared. Absolutely gorgeous sunset jump for us! We were on the second load. The first load had a boring jump. They jumped and landed right at the DZ. Since we were the chase vehicle, we spent about 45 minutes searching for the balloon after it landed. We found it in someone's private field. We climbed over the barbed wire fence in full gear (OK, so my friend practically picked me up and sat me over the fence, but anyways....). We got to about 5500 ft. He stood on the outside of the basket, facing inward. I climbed onto the basket, squatting and gripping just his chest strap. He gave a count and pulled us off. We flipped probably 2 1/2 times. He then gave me my first kiss-pass, shoved me away, I got stable and pulled. Yes, I know... The bad thing was that I was jumping my Lightning (A CRW canopy) and had to open asap, as the closer you take one of those canopies to terminal, the more it hurts. We all landed in a field together. Immediately got picked up. Of course, we spent the next 1 1/2 hours looking for the balloon in the dark and cold, but I wouldn't have traded that experience for anything in the world. I can't wait for my next chance to do it. It was money well spent! Nina Nina Are we called "DAWGs" because we stick our noses up people's butts? (RIP Buzz) Yep, you're a postwhore-billyvance

Man....I can SO relate to this subject. I was stuck in a tiny house with 22 other people, trying to "Do The Right Thing." Did most of the cooking, to which everyone had some negative opinion. Listened to my mom bitch about how I prepared everything. If she didn't like the way I did it, she could have DONE IT HER FREAKIN' SELF!!! My bitch of a sister refused to come, trying to make me feel guilty because I didn't come and visit her a few weeks ago in Jacksonville when I was driving back from WWR camp in Lake Wales, for God's sake. Put up with everyone griping about my obsession with skydiving/CRW. How I wasn't around for Thanksgiving last year because I was in Lake Wales for the 70-Way World Record, helping out. And how, next year, I plan on being there for the 81-way! "Where's your sense of family committment. You have become so self-serving." Screw them. If they can't appreciate me, my goals, dedication and effort to still try and make them happy, I'll go back to my friends and make myself happy instead. SO THERE!!! Nina P.S. The good news is, ONLY 29 MORE DAYS 'TIL CHRISTMAS! Nina Are we called "DAWGs" because we stick our noses up people's butts? (RIP Buzz) Yep, you're a postwhore-billyvance

I'm here 9-7 today. Sigh.... ************************************************ To make matters worse: *My reserve goes out of date today. *My DZ is closed for the weekend. *Most of my CRWdog friends are in Z-Hills jumping and partying without me. *I have to work Saturday 9-6. *I have the headache from hell. BIG sigh.... Nina Nina Are we called "DAWGs" because we stick our noses up people's butts? (RIP Buzz) Yep, you're a postwhore-billyvance

I used to love this time of year. My kids were small and grateful for whatever I found for them. I'd be one of those Christmas warriors out at 4:00 a.m. the day after Thanksgiving, waiting on the doors to open of the toy store, trying to buy that much desired special toy of the year. Now they are older, selective and mostly unappreciative. It takes all the fun out of shopping. What fun is a handful of gift cards? Where's the heartfelt shopping? I like to buy for those who don't expect anything. Unexpected gifts are the best, especially if you listen with your heart and mind and find that "special" something that they would never think of buying for themselves. I've even constructed some rather original "one-of-a-kind" gifts along the way, knowing they would never be able to buy something like it in a store, but it was "meant" just for them. It shows love. I normally love the movies, the music, the decorations and the holiday clothes. Due to some personal issues, I seem to be having great problems mentally getting "in the mood" this year though. Seeing as I am normally a bouncy kind of person, I'm sure it'll be no time before I am all cheerful again and sharing egg-nog and Christmas carols with Vallerina. Nina Are we called "DAWGs" because we stick our noses up people's butts? (RIP Buzz) Yep, you're a postwhore-billyvance

Hmmm...I am a 744. Perhaps I should cut back on my chocolate intake? Nina Are we called "DAWGs" because we stick our noses up people's butts? (RIP Buzz) Yep, you're a postwhore-billyvance

Notice I said "many people." You are obviously one of the fortunate people who can be totally yourself and not have any regrets. Unfortunately, not everyone is that lucky. Otherwise plastic surgeons, talk show hosts and psychiatrists would be out of a job. Why else would we all be fighting to be in "Sunshine's" porn story? Nina Are we called "DAWGs" because we stick our noses up people's butts? (RIP Buzz) Yep, you're a postwhore-billyvance

Of course it has. But what in life isn't? When we're kids, unless an only child, we fight to be the parent's favorite. In school, we fight to be the teacher's pet and the person that everyone wants to go out/hang out with. In "grown up world," our need to be popular is increased. Be the bosses favorite, our special someone's only one, and excel at our favorite extra curricular activity. The older we get, the more desperate we become to be and stay popular. Face lifts, tummy tucks, liposuction, bribery, flattery. Whatever it takes to stay on top. Look at all of those folks who go onto those talk shows and air their dirty laundry in public? It's their pathetic "claim to fame." No matter what people say about "loving yourself first," many people find it hard to follow that golden rule, if they don't have anyone else who loves them. Nina Are we called "DAWGs" because we stick our noses up people's butts? (RIP Buzz) Yep, you're a postwhore-billyvance

This is a joke, right? Main Entry: [1]bus Pronunciation: 'b&s Function: noun Inflected Form(s): plural bus·es or bus·ses Usage: often attributive Etymology: short for omnibus Date: circa 1909 1 a : a large motor vehicle designed to carry passengers usually along a fixed route according to a schedule b : AUTOMOBILE Hmmm.....Don't they have public transportation in California? Nina Are we called "DAWGs" because we stick our noses up people's butts? (RIP Buzz) Yep, you're a postwhore-billyvance

WOW!!! The practicality, morality and honesty in this answer astounds me! There were no prizes for this poll, but if there were, you would surely get it. GOOD JOB!!! Nina Nina Are we called "DAWGs" because we stick our noses up people's butts? (RIP Buzz) Yep, you're a postwhore-billyvance

How about "Glow in the Dark" ones? NOTE TO SELF: Must carry a condom for that surprise quickie at the bus stop, in the trunk or on the bus. Nina Are we called "DAWGs" because we stick our noses up people's butts? (RIP Buzz) Yep, you're a postwhore-billyvance

DAMN!!! Talk about bitter! Let's take this as a valuable lesson to not ever piss Billy off. Nina Are we called "DAWGs" because we stick our noses up people's butts? (RIP Buzz) Yep, you're a postwhore-billyvance

Wisconsin? No wonder. But never fear, I don't think the sharks will mind one bit. Maybe we could throw in some young, sweet virgin along with you and do the "sweet and sour" combo for them? Nina Are we called "DAWGs" because we stick our noses up people's butts? (RIP Buzz) Yep, you're a postwhore-billyvance

That all depends. Do I get to throw RevJim in first as shark bait for ruining my game? Nina Are we called "DAWGs" because we stick our noses up people's butts? (RIP Buzz) Yep, you're a postwhore-billyvance

Oh....I'm so sad now. RevJim has burst my "happy happy joy joy" bubble. Sigh...Now I'm going to have to find someone to spank with my leftover Halloween toys to bring me back to my "happy place." Nina Are we called "DAWGs" because we stick our noses up people's butts? (RIP Buzz) Yep, you're a postwhore-billyvance

Played this game before, have we? Ah, but I have another option coming soon. . Nina Are we called "DAWGs" because we stick our noses up people's butts? (RIP Buzz) Yep, you're a postwhore-billyvance

Subject: Ethical issue You are driving down the road in your car on a wild, stormy night, when you pass by a bus stop and you see three people waiting for the bus: 1. An old lady who looks as if she is about to die. 2. An old friend who once saved your life. 3. The perfect partner you have been dreaming about. Which one would you choose to offer a ride to, knowing that there could be only one passenger in your car? This is a moral/ethical dilemma that was once actually used as part of a job application. I'll follow up with some possible answers soon. . Nina Are we called "DAWGs" because we stick our noses up people's butts? (RIP Buzz) Yep, you're a postwhore-billyvance

Perhaps for the NEXT story, the story should be created by each person adding a SMALL graphic paragraph? It could be limited to a certain amount of letters, words, or lines that would be agreed upon up front. With the varied sexual interests and knowledge, it would be a damn good story. . Nina Are we called "DAWGs" because we stick our noses up people's butts? (RIP Buzz) Yep, you're a postwhore-billyvance

Ahhh....silly me...what was I thinking? So, can we move back to the orgy bus now? . Nina Are we called "DAWGs" because we stick our noses up people's butts? (RIP Buzz) Yep, you're a postwhore-billyvance

I'm SO confused now. How did the discussion change from getting a Greyhound orgy bus full of folks who were interested in a little sex and bondage with a Georgia destination (via a pitstop in NC for Bolas and DaGimp) turn into a discussion of vanilla yogurt? . Nina Are we called "DAWGs" because we stick our noses up people's butts? (RIP Buzz) Yep, you're a postwhore-billyvance

TEASE Damn work gets in the way every time. Hold on...I'm a comin'. Oh wait, I guess I'm supposed to wait for YOU before I come? . Nina Are we called "DAWGs" because we stick our noses up people's butts? (RIP Buzz) Yep, you're a postwhore-billyvance

Shoot...if that's ALL he's going to have on, I might just come up and get him personally! . Nina Are we called "DAWGs" because we stick our noses up people's butts? (RIP Buzz) Yep, you're a postwhore-billyvance

Oh darlin'....I am SO sorry. I would NEVER intentionally leave your cute self out. I'll tell you what, make sure you are there when they swing by for him and I'll use my play pretties on you FIRST and make sure I get you some more Peach moonshine, too. How's that for kissing and making up? . Nina Are we called "DAWGs" because we stick our noses up people's butts? (RIP Buzz) Yep, you're a postwhore-billyvance