Deuce

I really recommend the Gatorz. The shape of every head is a little different, and you can bend the Gators to exactly fit your head. Plus, since the earpieces are very flat, they are more comfortable under a helmet than sunglasses that have a rounder or thicker cross section. I wear mine on every skydive, except AFF, so that's about 500 so far this year. I wear polarized Ray Bans for everything else, because I have the Gatorz bent up so that they are very snug on my head. The polarized lenses do really wierd things to the King-air windows, my full-face shield, and the lens on my Neptune, so I wouldn't recommend polarized lenses for skydiving.

Well said, Bill. While reading it, it came to mind that if a person was thrown into deep water and tried to tread water using that analytical method they'd drown while deciding to use cupped hands over open hands, etc.

I'm just so sorry that this skill is lost, and how sad it is to see guys drive in to openings that aren't there. It works like this: tension: Close eyes, lean in Lip contact! Wait! Wait! If everything's right, then stay there and breathe. Time stops. Do some kissy-face stuff and pull away and make eye contact. Readjust hands and repeat. Stay hydrated and repeat until the great-grandchildren are making fun.

Bingo. What a nice thing to do. The kiss that inspired my post was by an 18 year old girl who jumped with her dad and brothers. Her smile was like a supernova and she was the archtype of why a tandem master takes the risk. We landed and she kissed me on the cheek quite emphatically and joyfully. It was a great, wonderful gift. I felt obliged to share it. I've also been gifted with other kisses that were not promises of sex. Wonderful kisses of affirmation of my chastity and celebration of my special and intimate freindships with women. Got a really nice kiss, a couple actually, from the beautiful and talented Lisa E. just today. Nice, wonderful, simple celebrations. You poor fucks that think it has anything to do with getting laid simply don't know anything about kissing, or you'd shut the fuck up. And Mouth? I remember that kiss too. A life changer. A wonderful, significant gift. Small things that make big differences, the kisses are. -Yoda. Or me. We're both romantics not trying to get laid. Edit: Don't be an ass and open your mouth when you get a nice kiss. Smile and make eye contact. Honest.

Holmes, you are the nicest, shyest big-time camera flyer I ever met. At Nationals last year I was really happy to meet you, but you are a very quiet business like hombre in person. Happy, happy birthday. I hope to see you at Nationals again this year! JP

Kisses are wonderful. They are gifts that women give to men unasked. A man may do a good deed, some small kindness, and once in a while a grateful woman will lean in and offer a kiss. A chaste but wonderful thankyou. A little brightly wrapped tiny cherished gift. Not a promise, but a one-off reward for being a knight. A caught-by-surprise thank you for a nice gesture that would have been performed anyhow. Left wrapped and cherished in memory. Locked away in the vault of good times.

Um. Me and you end up single in some alternate universe? I'm on you like "white on rye"! Ring a bell! You look great. I turn 42 in August. It's all about staying active. Ain't golfing, that skydiving thing. You beam. Celebrate. JP

We worked our asses off today. I must have had 6 or 7 18 year old girls who graduated from High School today come out with Mad John. The wind was pretty much howling all day. But the tandem mill was rocking. Manana, bud. Mucho busy.

Bah. I win. 68 Super Sport Camaro convertible, tick-tock tach, muncie 4 speed with Hearst linkage. Sold it when I got engaged. The teenage buyer died in it. Rolled, Stripped, Burned. Great car.

Well, it's all about skill level. Sometimes, at low jump numbers, a camera flier is ready. The way we do tandem video at Byron, it really can't be done in a freefly suit, and requires a wingsuit of some type. I like the footage the guys can get on thier back or in a sit, but we don't do much of that. The wideangle is required to get the exit, since it's on, it's necessary to fly close for the remainder of the skydive. Fly hard, fly aggressive, fly!

The tandem master is fucking with his buddy. I do all kinds of tricks.

You are such a foxy biotch. Hunnahuh. Uh.

Not working for me. They occasionally try and kill you. At that time you wonder if its worth the thrill and the tip. It's nothing more than that.

By popular demand... Whenever anybody is wondering if they look good enough for a thong. Check this out. Compared to me: you do.

As good as it gets.... One of my all-time favorite skydiving pictures, prominently displayed on my locker. It cannot be beat. By anybody. I'm both glad and sad that Kwoo is over them this Nationals. But I'll be there, and am looking forward to seeing them again! Edit: Honest. Take a look at the relaxed fun of everybody in that pic. I'm pretty sure that Mr. Foxyrox took that pic, and I will be forever grateful. What great fun.

Where they at?

That's just wrong. I am one of the few people in internet world who actually know how hot you really are. Maybe the only one who took really hot Foxyroxtail pictures for Mr. Foxyroxtail. You look great. But just about anybody looks good in a FF4 thong....

BTFU, ass. I'm assuming your face means you are serious. Make amends my buying a hundred. I'm in fine form today. I've been called an ass twice in 1 hour. I amaze myself sometimes. It's all context Frenchy68 (from frenchy.5X63) The horse-looking thingie or the asshat kinda thingie. Either way, buy the calendar. 100 of them, like I said.

BTFU, ass. I'm assuming your face means you are serious. Make amends my buying a hundred.

I'm sorry about your experience. My almost only criteria for jumping with a pre-licensed jumper as a coach is that they will listen and not give me a bunch of crap excuses. There is nothing but skydiving and tunnel time that will teach a person to fly at terminal velocity. You can only get better if you listen and implement the advice you are given. If you don't listen or don't do what I suggest, I will wait for you to learn the expensive and wasteful way by doing solos. Coaching is a joy that I indulge only for the teachable student, and I do it break-even, my cost for staff jump plus pack job. My current protege has joint French-US citizenship and is way too willing to pay way too much for coaching. I had to emphatically tell him that very soon, like Hank Kolross, my coach at that level, I want to have nothing left to teach and we'll be jumping as friends. He's very close. An example of the Byron love is that his 22'nd skydive was a 14 way speed star on him. It didn't build, but it's the love that counts. Congrats, Sam.

Yeah, when Billvon and Amy aren't doing their day jobs, they sold the screenplay of "Mr and Mrs. Smith", an actual documentary of their off-duty pursuits in the advance of universal freedom and non-emission. They screwed up the theatrical release, but flyangel2 has actual pictures of Amy in her stealth paratroop uniform. Buy a copy of the Jump For The Cause Calendar to see for yourself. We'd have alien autopsy picutures in there too, but the NSA took my card.

Hah! The NSA guys said nondisclosure for one year, and we're past that! I really wish they hadn't taken my flash card, but they did give me an 1 gig replacement card and that first class upgrade flight back to Oakland. Still a cool adventure, Bill. I especially liked that explanation about the modern embalming techniques. We get to ride in the saucer on the next outing, right?

Why do you live there? Why does anybody live there? I spent a summer camp in Quantico Virginia, and that humidity allows only two things. Clean and wet, and stinky and wet. But always wet. Yicky. (and it rusts the holy shiite out of any kind of gun) Cali. And Quickly. We need you.

Everybody needs to cheer up. I am a non-speaker's corner whackadelic one-of-twelve legally gun carrying dropzone.commers who went to a comedy venue featuring a seriously depressed alcoholic. Nobody wants to know how Billvon kept his Area 51 keycard? The aliens weren't nearly as big-headed and big-handed as they are portrayed on the mainstream media. Almost regular-sized eyes, too.

I'm like 8 minutes away from the Warfield right now. That sucks! Deuce you suck! I thought about you though, we got a priceline rate at the Hyatt down by the Embarcaderao, and the rooms had floor to ceiling sliding glass doors that opened all the way up. Only problem with a jump from there would be the bus electrification wires. Kind of like a BASE jumper bug zapper, I'm thinking. Nobody wants to hear the story of the time that Billvon was bragging about how he still had his access card to area 51 and he took me and Skybytch out to see the aliens? Anyhow, to make a long story short things got ugly and Amy had to use her pull to get us all pardoned. Those NSA people are still pissed. Dave Attel really sucked. He was so drunk he barely could complete a sentence. He was really funny when he wasn't a really depressed alcoholic, but he was more depressed alcoholic than witty urban social observer on that night anyway. Getting my pistol back was funny. I went to the money room and knocked on the door and a half-dozen employees panicked and YELLED at me to GET AWAY FROM THERE! WHAT WAS (I) DOING! I said I needed to talk to Victor. ABOUT WHAT?! "Well, my pistol is in there and I need to get it back" That didn't calm them down much, but Victor showed up and gave me back the envelope I put the unloaded pistol in. He gave me the single round from the unloaded gun and asked me "is this your Barney Fife bullet" I smiled and he told me he had been waiting the whole show to tell me that joke. He was nice, so I laughed politely and thanked him.