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Not replying to anyone in particular, but I'm gonna point something out: If you raise the minimum wage, you WILL dramatically increase the cost of living. Case in point: Australia. We've got a really high minimum wage, and because of it, the cost of everything is very high. There are other factors, but that's the primary one. Then what happens is because the cost of living has gone up with the minimum wage, you end up… right back where you started. Working a minimum wage job here is just like working one in the US: You cannot live on that wage unless you're living in a shitty apartment an hour outside of town with 4 other people. cavete terrae.

That's like trying not to breathe. It might work, but it'd be the end of me. cavete terrae.

Practical joke . . . negligent homicide. I guess it's a toss up really. Fuck 'em if they can't take a joke. I stand corrected! Negligent homicide followed by necrophilia. Man, you guys are hard core. It's not only the core that gets hard, amigo. cavete terrae.

Practical joke . . . negligent homicide. I guess it's a toss up really. Fuck 'em if they can't take a joke. cavete terrae.

There's no such thing as a 10. cavete terrae.

Yeah . . . that is exactly the sort of thing I was talking about in my first response of this thread. I did feel bad about that, but he claims it was absolutely worth it. I asked him a while back about what happens if I go too far and scare him into a heart attack or something. He said if I can accomplish it I'll be forgiven as long as I get at least a million hits on youtube cavete terrae.

DUDE!!! I couldn't stop laughing at this one for about 15 minutes. Asshole! That's fucking genius! He brought home a note from his doctor saying I wasn't allowed to scare him for at least 6 weeks because he threw out his back cavete terrae.

That sounds pretty reasonable. I think if we were talking long-term not just one year I'd consider 500/yr to be sustainable without getting burned out, but that's also probably using a packer cavete terrae.

Was discussing this with a friend and he seems to think he'd knock out a 5,000 jump year – over 13 jumps a day average I love this sport more than very nearly anything, and I'd love to do a 1,000 jump year… maybe even a 2,000 jump year if I wasn't doing tunnel time. But FIVE THOUSAND? Jesus cavete terrae.

That… is… stellar! cavete terrae.

Alimony should basically only be awarded in extreme circumstances, as far as I'm concerned. So extreme in fact that I can't actually think of any. Divorced and don't have a husband to live off of anymore? GET A FUCKING JOB COMMA BITCH. Just another reason the entire institution of marriage is joke with no punchline for men. I will die without having been married, without having spawned, and without regrets. cavete terrae.

Update: Grabbed some to check. Looks like the amount I put into my shake, which is about two "servings" comes out to: 220cal 7g protein 15g fat 13.4g carbs, of which 3.6 are sugars. Seems about right! The whole shake comes out to: 700 calories 19g of fat 67g protein 67g carbs (mostly from the banana) (those numbers are slightly rounded, before someone does the math and calls me out on it.) cavete terrae.

Doesn't the store bought peanut butter usually have like a lot of sugar in it? Usually I just make my own so I get exactly what I want (roast/salt levels). It's probably higher than it could be, but the overall calories are in the range I'm ok with. cavete terrae.

Wow yeah that's Dawn, that's who I was going to give you the # for. cavete terrae.

On a somewhat related note, I noticed that "my" peanut butter was on sale for 50% off at the grocery store yesterday, so I bought, uh, all of it. Eighteen pounds of light peanut butter. cavete terrae.

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A few prank stories from my life. Some were over the top, some were just right. When my brother was about 6 he wanted to see the movie Creepshow. Mom vetoed, dad went "Bah he's old enough to make his own decisions" and said he'd take him as long as he promised that he wouldn't start sleeping in mom and dad's bed again. Sure enough the movie scared the bejesus out of him, and dad decided to win the father of the year award. If you haven't seen Creepshow, there's a scene involving bugs, and I'll leave it at that. Dad heard my brother having a nightmare, snuck into the bedroom and pulled back the sheet. Then he dumped two jumbo economy bags of plastic halloween bugs on him, and put the sheet back in place. Then he woke up my brother and said "HEY! It was only-" *yanks back the sheet* "A DREAM!" He shit his pants. Literally. 30 years later he's still not ok with bugs in any capacity. He laughs about it and tells the story all the time, but it did fuck him up pretty bad. Mom told the story at divorce court, you can guess how that went. ____ When I first moved to Australia, dad decided to hide in the closet where we kept the towels and sheets and stuff while I was super jetlagged. I went to get a towel to shower and wake up, and he jumped out and grabbed me. I didn't need the shower to wake up after that. _____ In retaliation for the above, I waited a while until I'd been living with dad long enough to learn his habits. One of those habits was that without fail, he'd wake up at around 130am to use the restroom. That restroom was VERY narrow in the entryway and then opened up, and one evening I scurried up above the door by chimney-climbing and laying in wait. Sure enough he came in right on schedule without turning on the light, and I waited until he was actually peeing before I made a gentle hissing sound. He stood up very straight before pivoting and looking up at he would have perceived only as a blur (he's blind as a bat without his glasses). I then screeched at him like an insane pterodactyl and he reacted by spinning, pissing all over the bathroom, slipping in the piss, falling and knocking himself out. I think I won. ______ A few years later when I had my own place, I went over to visit him and was using his toilet, where the bathroom door was about 14" to the left of my feet. Suddenly, a butcher knife blade slid under the door. ON FIRE. Apparently I made a homer simpson-like scream. ___ The most recent prank, which was retaliation for the above, is actually on video, and can be viewed here: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5mzd4CUrUME The war continues… cavete terrae.

Heyo Peter, Late last year I was tipping the scales at about 265lbs (I'm 6'3, for reference). I saw a pic of myself at the dropzone back in college and went "Jesus I really let myself go" and snapped. Now I'm a little over 214 as of this morning, and I want to drop another 10-20lbs (I have a mental image of how I should look but I can't give an honest estimate as to how much the fat I would need to lose to fit that image would weigh). I did two things. First off, I joined a gym because I knew that if I had to pay some assholes money every month on a contract I was gonna get my money's worth. In 2013 there have been precisely two weekdays where I did not do a (minimum) 30 minute cardio session: last Thursday and Friday, when I was at home sick with influenza b. I usually go on most Saturdays as well. However, for me the biggest part of my success was tracking what the hell I was eating. Weighing my portions, learning exactly what I was taking in, so on so forth. I use mynetdiary but there are other solutions. I was underestimating how big my portions were by a long shot, and I was also overestimating how many calories I should take in. Once I knew how many calories I should be eating to maintain my weight based on my actual activity level, I adjusted my intake accordingly. I've taken a few breaks as rewards, but generally take in about 1,000 calories less than I need to maintain weight, and that averages 2lbs/week lost. That said, I've had some slips, where I'll take a vacation or something and eat like a fat kid because I'm away from home. I too have an addictive personality, and I've found one of the best things I can do for myself is to force portion control on myself. If I'm going to order pizza with my girlfriend for a special treat, I don't get a large for myself and a large for her anymore and tell myself "We'll have leftovers for days", which actually means "I'll eat my pizza and half of hers". We order a large to share, or we'll get a medium with a dessert. Most chains publish their calorie information, and if the place you like doesn't, look at similar offerings from places that do to get a rough idea, and then add 15% just to be safe. A "normal" day for me is like so: Wake up, go to the gym. At least 30 minutes of cardio keeping my heart rate around 135. If I've got time, I'll do some lifting after as well. Get to work, make my breakfast shake: 1 cup of light milk 1 medium banana about 35g of light peanut butter 1 scoop Optimum Nutrition Gold Standard chocolate whey protein 1 scoop Optimum Nutrition Gold Standard chocolate casein protein Double handful of ice Blenddddddddd. 700 calories, tastes like a dessert, and keeps me full for hours. Lunch: Typically something around 450 calories - a couple of homemade spicy chicken tacos on corn tortillas, or a roast beef sandwich. Afternoon snack when I get home: 3/4lb of steamed broccoli with hot sauce on it. About 50 calories. Dinner: Generous serving of grilled chicken breast or two (or beef tenderloin), more broccoli and maybe some green beans. About 700 calories. Dessert: berries and fruit if I'm being good. A candy bar if I'm not. I only drink water, I gave up soft drinks completely (the ONLY thing I gave up, though I've never had alcohol so take that into consideration) unless I'm having a day where I feel I honestly need caffeine, which is perhaps once a month. Then I'll have a Coke Zero, which might give me cancer but at least it's low calories. I've dropped a crapload of weight, and my overall fitness level has increased tremendously. When I was in college I was a two-sport athlete and I'm thinking that I'm almost as fit now as I was then, and by the end of October I should be done with the fat loss I'm hoping. cavete terrae.

It's a social activity, be social! cavete terrae.

First off: Go. It'll be fun either way. Make friends to jump with later when you're licensed and traveling. Nobody's likely to give you shit for being a student. We were all students at the beginning, and we're all still learning one way or another. Second: Talk to your instructors, it's entirely possible you might be able to do a student jump on the first load of the day since the other plane(s) won't be in the air yet (assuming multi-aircraft boogie). cavete terrae.

Lemme scrounge up the number for the person I used last. I'll get that to you as soon as I can. cavete terrae.

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To be clear. I am taking issue with nonstandard handle types and placements. I have no issue with SOS systems in a general sense. I would be very interested to hear good reasons why someone would use a high-placed chest-mounted ripcord for main deployment as a student. If a student is doing AFF, he should be using gear as similar as possible to a real-world sport rig. If a student is doing static line, he should transition as quickly as possible to gear as similar as possible to a real-world sport rig. cavete terrae.

I hate hate hate hate hate hate hate the fact that those exist and are still being manufactured. There is absolutely no reason to be training people on gear that is substantially dissimilar to what they will actually use unless they are at a staticline DZ. cavete terrae.

Also because some of those canopies don't play well with terminal openings cavete terrae.