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______________________________________ Huh? Chuck

At my age? Ain't no such thing as bad sex. Chuck

Sell tickets! Chuck

__________________________________ Sad to say, I succumbed. Turtle and Slappy, must haunt the same sites! Chuck

As a 'gift', the Senior Rigger who I studied with for my ticket, gave me a jar of pickled quail eggs. I still, have that un-opened jar. Chuck

No! Dammit! I missed a huge jackrabbit? I have some good pics of Mike and huge plaster animals... Crazy fucker... I guess he is a skydiver... ______________________________ Say it ain't so! Yup! There's a big ol' concrete jackrabbit at the park, downtown Odessa. Back in behind the police station by the library. In the town of Iraan, is a big statue of Alley Oop, too! That was the hometown of the cartoonist who drew the comic strip. edit to add: I don't know if, it's still there but, in the town of Crane, South of Odessa, is a statue of a big golden crane (H.S. team mascot) Chuck

I've seen that bird (the roadrunner) many times! Did you get by Odessa and see the giant jackrabbit? Chuck

You had better post pictures when you get your rig! Chuck

That old round rig you jumped, I had thoroughly gon through, before you jumped it. The owner brought it to my shop and we pull-tested the material and etc., etc. I was really surprised at it's good condition, for it's age. All in all, I think, you added to the 'fun' at that ol'DZ. Yeah, you did some wild and crazy things but, I really believe, you were trying to 'cover your butt', the best you could. We had some real 'crazies' come through those hangar doors. In some little way, they all added to the 'personality' of that DZ. Chuck

We kind of went through this with Antron, several years ago. For all around good looks and toughness, I'll stick with Cordura. It has been proven to take a beating and still, look good. I don't believe, I'd want a material on a high-dollar rig that won't 'hold-up'. Chuck

Long story short. First week in my Honda Accord. Speeding late at night. And by speeding, I mean fast. Nearly 100 on a freeway in Los Angeles. Apparently I passed a cop. Got pulled over. He said "you have any idea how fast you were going?" I said "Yes. How fast do you think I was going" He said "I had to get over 100 to catch up to you. Why were you going so fast??" I said: "I just got this car; I've been driving an old Volvo. BTW, you won't ever have to worry about a high speed chase if it's a '70 Volvo. They don't go over 55." He said "hand over your license and registration." I siad: "here's my license, the registration is still temp and taped onto the window." He walks around, checks the taped temp license. Runs the plate. Runs my license. All is in order. He comes back. He said: "I should write you up for excessive speed, reckless driving, and even have the option of impounding the car." I said: "You could just let me get on home. I won't do it again." He said "Consider yourself sternly warned. Nice car. Drive it safely. And if you need to speed, take it over the hills into the desert. Safer there. You'll only kill yourself. Take care." And off I drove... And yes, I still speed. But now I speed in an S2000, and I do only get way up there when it's a relatively isolated area. Ciels- Michele _________________________________ That's kinda' funny... except his crack about speeding out by the desert. NOT very professional on his part. He's supposed to protect lives. At least, you didn't get a ticket.

____________________________________ All you would be doing is letting the other guy know that you are armed. Hey! Fair warning! It's like warning someone before a fight, that you are trained in martial arts. You are just giving them the opportunity to get the hell outa there. Chuck

I want to say his name was Matt. Everyone called him Hyperboy. He had less than thirty skydives at the time. It was November of 1998. A week prior to Hyperboy's jump, a group of us had met a Norwegian BASE jumper named Petter at the PD Free For All at Skydive Texas. Petter developed something of a crush on the female president of the Texas Tech skydiving club, so he came and spent a week in Lubbock, the flattest city on the planet, where he proceeded to jump off of or try to jump off of every object over one hundred feet tall. He then allowed a (probably less-than-sober) twenty-five jump wonder to jump one of his BASE rigs (direct bag assist) off a one hundred thirty foot grain silo. From what I recall of the video the hobbled Hyperboy was carrying around with him the following Sunday, he hit about a second after his canopy inflated. He had a broken foot, which had yet to be attended to by a doctor, but boy was he proud of that video. I think that may have been Hyperboy's last jump. I don't think I ever saw him again after that weekend. ________________________________ That's HIM! Bwa-hahahahaha... Every time I think of that, I can't help but laugh. Thanks for that in-put. You're right, about him being proud of that video. He thought he was a real bad-ass, after that. He was a funny ol' kid. I used to get a kick out of watching him around the DZ. He just couldn't quite get the hang of packing a Manta. As I recall, didn't he always get the short end of the stick when it came to the 'club's' jump money? Seems like, there were two in particular who would jump their butts-off and ol' 'Hyper-Boy', got what, if any, was left. I kind of felt sorry for him. Chuck

_________________________________ The guy's really fickle! He does have good taste in women, though! Chuck

Precisely! Chuck

Owww... Chuck

That comercial with that catter-wallin' broad, reminds me of someone running their fingernails across a blackboard. When it comes to 'real subs', even subway, has missed the mark. You're right... they all cost too much for what you really get. Chuck

Officer: "Do you know, how fast you were going?" Driver: "Yeah! Do you?" Chuck

So many girls... so little times... how 'bout it? or, my favorite... 'All you have to do is just lay there?' Chuck

Was it 'Nerds' or maybe 'Revenge of the Nerds'? With 2 - of the Carradine brothers? Chuck

I was really, trying to be kind. Now that you mention it... Chuck

No, it wasn't Scotty. Yes, he was crazy but the ol' kid I'm referring to was a Tech student and only came to the DZ a few times with their skydiving club. I think, he either droped-out or was asked to leave. He was always either wanting to or doing dumb-shit things. Chuck

Toasted subs? That's just wrong. Chuck

If, I said; 'you have a beautiful body'... would you hold it against me? Chuck

It's like Mac Davis said in one of his songs; "Happiness is Lubbock, Texas in my rear-view mirror!" You could do what an ol' kid did a few years ago... B.A.S.E. jump off one of the grain silos. He showed-up the next day, at the DZ, looking like he'd been hit by a truck! When he told us what happened, I was rollin' on the floor with tears in my eyes. I do believe, the fact that he was seriously drunk at the time of his jump, saved his stoopid ass. Chuck