Rebecca

Awesome Wendy!!! I wish I had had enough jumps to fly with my brother when I gave him his first tandem a few weeks ago... it looks like an incredibly cool experience! you've got to ask yourself one question: 'Do I feel loquacious?' -- well do you, punk?

...curled up in bed with a book, dozing off whenever I felt like it... the weather is too crappy to jump, so that's the next best thing, especially right after lunch. Actually, ANYWHERE but here at work is the next best thing... Damn, I could really go for that right now- PJs, soft, smooth sheets, pillows propping me up, reading for a while, then just letting my eyelids droop and close, zzzz zzzzz drooool... Agh! Gotta wake up! you've got to ask yourself one question: 'Do I feel loquacious?' -- well do you, punk?

If I was plowing fields and all of a sudden chicks started falling out of the sky, I'd be thrilled too!!

That was SOfa king we todd did!! you've got to ask yourself one question: 'Do I feel loquacious?' -- well do you, punk?

Yeah, that's what I was afraid of- they'd take it apart, not have a clue, and chuck it. Could you maybe notify local trash services to be on the lookout? Dumpster diving? Hell, any excuse for a party! Feed me beer and I'll jump right on in... so would most skydivers, I'm thinkin'... Good luck, sweetie. Let me know if there is any way I can help. edit: reply to Cory: HAHAHAHAHAHaHaHaha!! you've got to ask yourself one question: 'Do I feel loquacious?' -- well do you, punk?

No problem! I went and looked, but didn't see anything resembling your gear, together or separated. Hmm- let's sum up. What could the worthless piece of trash thief do with it? 1.) Pawn Shop - seems to be covered, assuming your info is correct and the shops are honest. You'd recover it that way, right? 2.) Sell to a dropzone - yeah, right. Again, possible recovery. I read here somewhere that a guy was dumb enough to steal two rigs from a car, and try to sell them at the DZ the jumpers had just left... not likely, but it could happen... 3.) E-bay - like I said, not there yet. Let's hope the perp is that stupid... 4.) Jump it - not unless that's one tiny criminal who doesn't jump at any dropzones that would recognize a Deguello rig... 5.) Vandalize it - worst option, but why go through the trouble of stealing it? 'Course people continually amaze me with acts of senselessness. Let's hope it's not this case. Can anyone else think of anything else? RC you've got to ask yourself one question: 'Do I feel loquacious?' -- well do you, punk?

Thanks Jim! The pats on the back are very encouraging. Spotting? What's that? Just kidding, and I'm not telling! you've got to ask yourself one question: 'Do I feel loquacious?' -- well do you, punk?

I had my first out landing this weekend (before you start screaming, the beer was dutifully purchased). On a two-way sit, we ended up unintentionally leaving on a red light- the Otter turned around right after we left. I didn't realize just how far we actually were, so I pulled around 4 instead of higher. My friend, a much more experienced jumper, pulled higher, and made it back just fine. I was scanning around, evaluating options, when I saw a farmer mowing a field in his tractor. The field is right next to a road, and I figured I'd have nice, short grass to land in, and the farmer might be kinda bored and lonely, and wouldn't mind a quick visit. (Having never landed out before, it never occurred to me he might mind a stranger dropping onto his property...) He was getting to the far end, so I set up and landed around the middle. I waved at him as he turned around, and he waved back, drove over, got out, and came up to shake my hand and offer me his cell phone. He seemed just thrilled. Guess I figured right... All in all, quite fun for my first out landing... you've got to ask yourself one question: 'Do I feel loquacious?' -- well do you, punk?

I can not believe that. Sherry, I am SO sorry. Keep an eye on E-bay- there's no way the asshole who did this will be able to sell your stuff anywhere around here. Grr- I just hope karma or a great big pitbull bites this jerk in the ass, really really hard. Take care- see you this weekend, I hope. Rebecca you've got to ask yourself one question: 'Do I feel loquacious?' -- well do you, punk?

Ooh- pretty! Last pedicure, I had A Rose At Dawn, Broke By Noon from the Vegas collection. I lovethe names! Could it be that I'm a sucker for clever marketing? Nah! The stuff's just too good! you've got to ask yourself one question: 'Do I feel loquacious?' -- well do you, punk?

Damn skippy! OPI rocks! My favs are: I'm Not Really a Waitress (everyone and her sister has this one) Japanese Rose Garden You're a Pisa Work Hoodoo Voodoo (on my toes right now) Jeez, I didn't realize just how girly I actually am... you've got to ask yourself one question: 'Do I feel loquacious?' -- well do you, punk?

At least you tried to make it clicky... you've got to ask yourself one question: 'Do I feel loquacious?' -- well do you, punk?

OK, I know it's probably just about quitting time for you, but next time this situation arises- you know what to do: Office Games The idea is to score the most points. Your attempts need to be verified by either a player or non-player. ONE-POINT GAGS - Run one lap around the office at top speed. - Ignore the first five people who say ‘good morning’ to you. - Phone someone in the office you barely know, leave your name and say, "Just called to say I can’t talk right now. Bye." - To signal the end of a conversation, clamp your hands over your ears and grimace. - In the middle of a meeting, suddenly shout out "Yahtzee!" - Walk sideways to the photocopier. - While riding an elevator, gasp dramatically every time the doors open. THREE-POINT GAGS - Say to your boss, "I like your style" and shoot him/her with double-barreled fingers. - Babble incoherently at a fellow employee then ask "Did you get all that? I don’t want to have to repeat it." - Page yourself over the intercom (do not disguise your voice). - Kneel in front of the water cooler and drink directly from the nozzle (there must be a ‘non-player’ within sight). - Shout random numbers while someone is counting. FIVE POINT GAGS - At the end of a meeting, suggest that, for once, it would be nice to conclude with the singing of the national anthem (15 extra points if you actually launch into it yourself). - Walk into a very busy person’s office and while they watch you with growing irritation, turn the light switch on/off 10 times. - For an hour, refer to everyone you speak to as ‘Bob’. - Announce to everyone in a meeting that you "really have to go do number two." - After every sentence, say ‘mon’ in a really bad Jamaican accent as in "the report’s on your desk, mon." Keep this up for one hour. - While an office mate is out, move their chair into the elevator. - In a meeting or crowded situation, slap your forehead repeatedly and mutter, "Shut up all of you, just shut up!" - At lunchtime, get down on your knees and announce, "As God is my witness, I’ll never go hungry again." - Carry your keyboard over to your colleague and ask, "You wanna trade?" - Repeat the following conversation 10 times to the same person- "Do you hear that?" "What?" "Never mind, it’s gone now". - Come to work in army fatigues and when asked why, say, "I can’t talk about it" - Find a vacuum and start vacuuming around your desk. - Hang a two-foot long piece of toilet roll from the back of your pants and act genuinely surprised when someone points it out. - Tuck one pant leg into your sock and when queried, answer, “not now" and walk away. Have fun!! you've got to ask yourself one question: 'Do I feel loquacious?' -- well do you, punk?

You're welcome! Nah, I'm still lazy, just hyper-alert and twitchy... Maybe some lunch will help... you've got to ask yourself one question: 'Do I feel loquacious?' -- well do you, punk?

I gotcha covered, Mama!

Okaayy... http://www.cnn.com/2003/US/West/04/23/offbeat.dog.survival.reut/index.html Sprechen of Red Bull- had two in rapid succession this morning- probably a bad idea- I feel like the Coyote after he ate the bottle of earthquake pills... you've got to ask yourself one question: 'Do I feel loquacious?' -- well do you, punk?

There ya go!

I believe Peterson said the last time he saw his wife was at home- he was leaving to go fishing, and she was going to walk the dog. The dog was later found by a neighbor, running around with a leash on. you've got to ask yourself one question: 'Do I feel loquacious?' -- well do you, punk?

Anytime! Glad to hear the end of your deployment is in sight. I just sent a buddy of mine in an Air Force RQS a package, and then found out that he may be headed home next week! Oh well. I'd rather have him home than enjoy his present in the desert for the next few months... Hurry home! you've got to ask yourself one question: 'Do I feel loquacious?' -- well do you, punk?

Well, hellO there! Mmm mmm- nothin' quite like a fine-lookin' man in uniform! Seriously dude- cool pic. Thanks for everything- you and your brothers and sisters in our Armed Forces have my complete respect and support. Take care over there.

Damn. I need to look you guys up next time I'm in town visiting the folks. They're pretty close to you, Jessica- Bitters just off 1604. Hey, y'all should go to Dirty Nelly's or Dick's Last Resort on the river. I got my current job through a cool chick I met at Nelly's, and I spent my 21st b-day at Dick's (started a restaurant-wide spitwad fight on another occasion... good times...) Have fun y'all! you've got to ask yourself one question: 'Do I feel loquacious?' -- well do you, punk?

Way to go, Jim! What an awesome accomplishment! you've got to ask yourself one question: 'Do I feel loquacious?' -- well do you, punk?

Ask and ye shall receive... It's particularly apropos to this forum! Danae you've got to ask yourself one question: 'Do I feel loquacious?' -- well do you, punk?

Damn. That poor little poodle never saw it comin'... Funny stuff... just wish they had levels you've got to ask yourself one question: 'Do I feel loquacious?' -- well do you, punk?

You know thass right! you've got to ask yourself one question: 'Do I feel loquacious?' -- well do you, punk?