Deuce

Q, in this case I think it's purely a commercial decision. Arny is big box office, even for a political interview. Equal time for McClintock and Bustamante would be death to ratings. Let alone the other 130 also-rans. If it wasn't Arnold I doubt he'd be interviewing any of them.

That does seem wierd. I'd think an entertainment program would not have to give equal time, rather than a news program.

More reinforcement that Islam is a religion of peace. I love it. A doll that can destroy a culture. That Barbie is badass.

-in before the lock. Oh. That's unlikely, huh.

Neat! I think I'll be working video on Friday and Saturday, and playing on Sunday. It'll be nice to see you again, Jess!

Get us a tee time on one of those lush golf courses you got there, and I'll mail myself out to get a set off you in person! I'm thinking Jumbo Tour Velvets.....

Ah, well you need to golf with me! FOUR!

I used to golf every week with my buds who also had mid-week days off. I hadn't golfed since I broke my feet in 1998. So, six years later I get invited to go out Monday with three peeps from the DZ. It was great fun! Without all that extra weight I could spank the crap out of the ball! I hate golfing with people who aren't having fun and can't laugh at themselves. Not a problem with this crew, and we'll be doing it more often.

Sounds like fun. What kind of car are you using? I drove a Fiat Punto around most of Italy. Sounds similar, but with fewer cows. It had a crappy horn, but was so small you could just about split lanes with it

Prayers and vibes, Eric, get well soon. JP

Ack! I'm a bad man! You want a latte'?

Hey, don't you look cool in this pic taken with the Canon 20? You rock, Iwan.

The bottom front, or bottom rear are likely to be good full contact points. Check the forums for sighting suggestions. It's probably the bottom rear. Bolt that up. Then look at a point about 20 feet away, mark it ( you do the metric ) and have a freind move your head in the helmet until you are in agreement. Then shim the helmet to match what you are looking at with what your sighter agrees with. This is definitely on the cheap. I'd prefer a ringsight and a laser sight, but it will get you started.

Bets, I suspect she'll set the drink down to do "The Hustle" Steal it then. I will be the guy dragging her on to the floor. Since you don't drink, save it for me, and I'll buy you breakfast! Loving you! Who's your buddy? JP PS: I'll be bringing this Espresso Machine with me. I expect to see you every single morning for a breve!

I'm very good at rendering people unconscious without crushing their larynx I'm a really good children's story teller, in each of the character's voices. I'm one of the best shots with an M1A, ever. Got the medals to prove it. I'm good at listening to, and knowing, 7 year old girls. I can fix their problems. I am very good at stopping violence before it starts, with a look. Jen, a cutie packer, told me this weekend that she thought I was a good husband. I am. Damn good. Really, really good at the Dad thing too. And the friend thing. I love my friends. I'm pretty good at being a man. I know what fork to use when eating a fancy dinner. And I know where to hit you to stop things early. Wierd, huh? But I'm comfortable with it. And I love that I have plenty of friends like me who don't post this stuff. Cheers. JP

Nah. I learned this cool trick from watching crocodile hunter where you use duct-tape and overwhelming dogpile force to prevent you from doing that spinning thing where you drag everybody underwater and then take THEIR drinks. I can even do that voice. "Criminy! She's litto, but she can be VERY DANGERAHS"

My man, one of the mounting points simply has got to be flush with the helmet. On that L bracket, one of the mounting points should be directly in contact with the helmet, (bolt head/L-bracket/helmet/washer/nut) and you can shim the other three (bolt head/L-bracket/shim/helmet/washer/nut)

I'm thinking more along the lines of Welding Helmets. He's like one of those dinosaurs that hack on their prey. You're standing there sipping your Long Island and WHAP! OUCH! While you're dealing with acid in your eyes, he steals your cockatillio. He's a goddamn Cockatilliosaurus. Or a Cockatilliosaur. Whatever. Just give up the drinks and nobody gets hurt.

I wish I knew more about Texas law. In California it's an even equation. A threat to others OR a threat to themself. A statement like "I'm going to do something so that you or nobody else will ever be bothered by me again!" is a clear threat to the life of the person making it, and is adequate to forcibly take the person for a psychiatric eval. A suggestion? Use the kind of answering machine that keeps taping even after you pick up the line. Once you've screened the call with the recording and the BEEP! that tells the person they are being taped, you can pick up the line, and the person can have no expectation they are no longer being taped. It's a legal way to record a telephone conversation.

Wendy, you need to get a restraining order to keep him from pestering you. Once you have that, and it will be easy to have served on him at work, the problem should end. Keep the records of the phone calls. When he calls, he'll be in violation of the restraining order and he'll be arrested. He may be given a notice to appear rather than taken to jail. If he makes the statements that he's going to end his life on the phone, and you relay those messages to the police, they will have to take some action. I don't know about Texas, but in California it's called a 5150 Health and Safety report requesting a 72 hour psychiatric evaluation. At the end of that time the person is either committed, can volutarily commit themself, or is deemed no danger to themself or others and is released. For your peace of mind, I suggest you get the restraining order and follow through with the local version of the 5150 report if it continues. Coincidentally I was giving this a lot of thought as I was grocery shopping today. We've had a lot of discussion on the forums and in PM's regarding stalkers/predators. There's a personality type that uses your good nature against you. This fellow sounds like exactly that type. By threatening to harm himself, he stays just under your skin. It makes me proud to know you, cause a lesser person might say "SO DO IT AND LEAVE ME THE HELL ALONE!". Every now and again to everyone's surpirse, they will.

I was laughing about that on the ride up. See, skydiving isn't weird and dangerous enough. So we bring fabric tubes up and see if they can complicate things enough to get our attention. That gets boring. So we find a way to attach the things to our feet, so we can hurtle head-down under drag. It's OK, though, cause there's a three-ring release on the foot version . When that's not enought for a TM-AFF-Birdman-Videographer, we, ummmmm, put one of those on EACH foot! Yeah, that just might be barely complex and weird enough to get our complete attention. Two parachutes, two tubes, and three separate three-ring release's I hope you were wearing video too. And maybe stills. Ooooh! Maybe your new digital stills and fill-flash setup. That would be a set of emergency procedures to make a Space Shuttle pilot look like a three-toed-sloth on valium. You are badass.

I am Marlon Perkins. I am watching the struggle from a safe distance. Watch carefully as my trusted sidekick Jim attempts contact with the Massive Silverback. The Giant Male is attempting to manipulate what appears to be a Sony PC120 in an attempt to record an image of a visiting female from another troupe Jim has reached out to attempt to assist the leader in the use of the camera. OH MY GOD! TURN OFF THE CAMERA'S! GET MEDEVAC! OH THE HUMANITY! -Don't tug on Superman's cape. This has been a presentation of Mutual Of Omaha's Wild Kingdom.

The opening when fine, for a Stiletto . Here's a picture of the Chopster letting the damn thing go right in front of the hangar.

Dude, I was talking on the phone and putting "fire" sauce on two soft tacos while reprogramming the radio stations and putting eye drops in. What? -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Doh! Lalalalala... I'm trying not to hear this... I don't want to know.. DUDE! Compared to the trick in the attached photo, juggling flaming torches in the back seat of your convertible with the top down driving 140 on the freeway getting a lapdance would be positively SAFE!

The phrase "WHERE'S MY GROUPIES!?" is credited to Chris Q. Upon flying in to the American Boogie in his Supercoolio Cessna 182, I commented that he should be treated more like a rock star, since he flew in to the boogie in his own aircraft. He got an irritated look on his face and said "Yeah. Dammit. WHERE'S MY GROUPIES?!" I'll be working hard doing video and stills of the whole event (a labor of love) and I'm not going to subject my family watching me run around for 14 hours and then listen to me snore in a team room reeking of tequila. Depending on the resolution of some crisis and opportunity I'm going through, the fam may come down for New Years and drive back with me. We'll see. See, DeuceHolidays are more likely to be comprised of running around Disneyland for 14 hours and then watching DeuceDad fall asleep in a motel room reeking of tequila and motel swimming pool chlorine! I will be the Ambassador of the Byron Love at Eloy! I have one request, Mama. I want to split the difference on the Avatar Dispute. One morning, get gussied up AND put on your gear, and we'll take a nice picture. That will make everybody happy.