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I've got a Sony machine and the memory card and firewire ports are really handy. I am brand-new to digital editing, but buy the machine that supports the software you want to use. I would listen to Cajones, and go to the store and get the Avid box, write down the specs for it, and then get a machine that exceeds them. I ended up working with Premiere, it's the only product I have any experience with, but think about the cost of good video editing software. The full version of Premiere is almost $700. The upgrade to the full version from the truncated one that comes with the machine is $299. If you only inted to poodle around with you personal footage, really think about the Mac. JP

B-squared, love, do you think there IS a definitive answer? I just think true love is a state that cannot be maintained at full throttle all the time. Example: When I was a lad of 18, I went away to university at San Diego. I'm a NorCal boy, and was madly in love with my high school sweetheart, my first love. I pined for her deperately while I was at school, didn't eat, wrote letters constantly, etc. After a separation of about 12 weeks I returned. When we embraced I felt a surge of emotion so intense that I literally fainted. Whump. Sack of potatoes on the floor. Her mother was a merciless nurse, "you should eat, that wouldn't happen". The next time I felt that way was when I saw my bride in her wedding dress for the first time. (I had been doing shots with my groomsmen, so I didn't faint). The last time I felt that way was when they yanked my daughters out of my wifes womb (caesarean: think "Freddi Krueger, ER") and I heard them cry. I felt a little of that hanging out with you and the crew at Eloy. But I don't think anybody can be there all the time. Heck, you couldn't drive a car. JP

Whoo-shah! Bingo! Can you live with that burden forever, or will the day come where you say "Choose, dammit! Them or me" Relationships get dragged over broken glass no matter what. The burden of inlaws heckling may make it unbearable. The time will come, eventually, when she will say "My parents are right about you!" Can you take that?

Bing, bang, boom. Three women I fell in love with at Eloy. Perfect weather today

True love is like perfect weather. It can only exist for a short period of time. It's timing. It's horrifically complex, and our culture sells it like it's real, and can burn in your heart 24/7. It can't. Some days, maybe most days, you want blue skies, warm air, and low winds. That is perfect weather for you, on that day. Some days you want it to rain like the end of creation, thunder, lightening, and gale force winds. Some days you want to put on all of your warm clothes and walk in the snow. You can't have what you want in the weather every single day. But some days the weather is perfect for your mood, that's true love, that's true bliss. True love is waiting at the window for perfect weather, knowing it will come.

Dude. I have been in a monogamous, faithful relationship for 18 years. It's a cyclical thing. For whatever reason, this complex vision of a beach comes to mind. Sometimes you're belly-surfing every wave perfectly, and the timing, risk, and laughter are pure bliss. Sometimes you're floating right off the surfline, out in the rollers with the sun warming your face, orange on the other side of your eyelids, warm and peaceful. Sometimes you're not paying enough attention and you get stomped by a huge wave you weren't expecting, crashed into the sand, dragged across the rocks, caught in a riptide, and even though you are swimming as hard as you can, you don't think you can make it back to the safety of shore. But you do. And sometimes you look at the pretty girls, all day. Anyhow, be patient. Tapping your foot, and heaving big sighs won't make the sun come up any faster. JP And, yeah, sometimes your best efforts aren't enough to swim in the water off that particular beach, and you have to find one more suitable to your skills and abilities.

Q-dog, rumor has it her and Cajones were passing snowplows to get to Eloy. 78 in a 65 zone is nothing to these people. C'mon! C'mon! C'mon!

Year of the Rabbit. So I guess I can f*ck you over like 1000 times an hour or something....

Missed you Clay, hope the new job is going well. I was talking about my daughters. Back up or I'll cut you

Jraf, my man, I have true love. Two lovely women, born a minute apart, who's umbilical cords I cut, love me unconditionally. What I would do for that, suffice it to say, is anything. Let your imagination run wild. Anything.

I was trying to scroll down through this to say what I want to say, but Sunny, you are super duper sweet. That's a lovely thing to say, God bless you. JP

Dude, is she an only child?

3 sisters, no brothers. Two sisters older, one younger. They would tell you I was the favorite just because I was a boy. I'm the only one talking to my parents at this stage, but they'd quit calling me in a hot minute if they could talk to the girls. My devotion is easy, and people want what they can't have. That's one of the things I love about getting older, is having all those heartbreaker lessons learned. Oh, sorry, I'm still in hardassed dickhead mode. And I'm still at work. Outta here....

The inlaws are part of the deal. So long as it doesn't interfere with your relationship with your girl, screw it. How would she handle it if you said "Sweetie, you go, I just can't take the abuse from your family" How would it go later, when you have a house and you can't have your kids watching you get treated that way, when you won't let them come over on Christmas? I sincerely wish you the best of luck.

Dude. Look at that first picture again. That cat looks to be about as big as a golden retriever.

Damn! If I could just have figured out that Spanish-language version of Premiere, it'd been done by now!

Yeah, C'mon Lew! It's only about 4 hours further than Eloy, and it probably won't be through a blizzard!

Mouth, my lady: Cause he went low! Suz: Yes, dear one, I can feel them. I just can't describe how special my skydiving friends are. All week I deal with suits, usually it's not a bad way to fill my wallet for my family. But on the weekend I get to risk my life with wuffos and my comrades of terminal velocity. Yes. I can feel it. JP

I've got the only ones, that's why he's in such a hurry to get them Beautiful rip, my man!

Dude, you gotta unload that Cobalt picture under your name licketty-split

That would be the "Golden Arches-de-capitulation" right?

I've been pimped by worse.

Yes. What he said. Really. JP

When distilled, the potato is even more dangerous, in its liquid form it inspires delusions like being able to tow canopies behind trucks and other forms of madness.

Dammit Justin! First bullets, now vegetables! You'll have my potato when you pry it from my cold dead hands!