PaulHitchman

Ingredients: 1 cup of water 1 tsp baking soda 1 cup of sugar 1 tsp salt 1 cup of brown sugar lemon juice 4 large eggs nuts 1 bottle Vodka 2 cups of dried fruit Sample the vodka to check quality. Take a large bowl, check the vodka again. To be sure it is of the highest quality, pour one level cup and drink. Repeat . Turn on the electric mixer. Beat one cup of butter in a large fluffy bowl. Add one teaspoon of sugar. Beat again. At this point it's best to make sure the vodka is shtill OK. Try another cup .... just in case Turn off the mixerer. Break 2 leggs and add to the bowl and chuck in the cup of dried fruit. Pick fruit off floor. Mix on the turner. If the fried druit gets stuck in the beaterers pry it loose with a drewscriver. Sample the vodka to check for tonsisticity. Next, sift two cups of salt. Or something. Who giveshz a shit. Check the vodka. Now shift the lemon juice and strain your nuts. Add one table. Add a spoon of sugar, or somefink. Whatever you can find. Greash the oven. Turn the cake tin 360 degrees and try not to fall over. Don't forget to beat off the turner. Finally, throw the bowl through the window, finish the vodka and kick the cat. CHERRY MISTMAS!

Every one join in the exciting Hitzbollah Boogie next year in St. Peterburg Russia. 8 USD 13500 ft. not bad Interested drop me a line... Paul

brilliant nacmacfeegle

Thanks AggieDave once again. I remember your advice on the HeatWave issue. I'll be taking it with me. Z-Hills and Florida here we come. Paul

I'm sure this is a question that's been asked many times since sept 11. and I appologise to those possibly grinding there teeth at this question but: Any advice for travelling to the US with a CYPRES (AOD)? - Should it be carry on luggage? I read USPA site saying that a CYPRES is NOT classed as "dangerous goods" and every airline should be able to provide the official with a list including the CYPRES as safe. But the USPA warned that there is suffucient reason to get to the airport with plenty of time to spare just incase luggage handlers stop you. Has anyone got any advice before I take my chute on as carry on luggage. Paul

is it possible to have five in a trilogy? Paul

it's true that RW people drift, so it's possible to drift above the ff if you go after, but the ff fall faster up to a third faster. I'd rather go after them that have them at the same open altitude dropping around. I understood that head downs can track way quicker than any RW drift. If anyone else can put some light on this subject as it always seems a point of argument at some drop zones. Obviously the upper winds come into play. So is it higher upper winds RW people out first? I guess...

wouldn't have a St.Bernard dog with akeg of brandy would ya?

Funny, after the midnight jump I'll dive in. Avoiding the dogs ofcourse. Paul

I thought Finland was extreme parachuting... I get you got me beat. Paul

well I hope to see you all there. Let's all fall in the swoop pond on news year, that is after I do the night jump. New year in free fall.

I'll be in skydive city on these times might be interesting to know who else is planning to go if any.

I wanted to beat Erno this morning. So a BIG hello from me... to all of you. Thank God it's Friday. Weather not looking good here for jumping a snow front is on it's way and it's getting here by mid afternoon. Snow Saturday and then the temperature drops to -5 and more snow. Have to go to the club to get my gear. Had a new pilot chute and kill line fitted. The old kill line was wripped at the join to the body. Why am I telling you all this? It's time for morning coffee... Let the day begin...

Does bugger all. that's the problem. I get the screen but in the middle where the chat text shoul appear, theres a little plug icon and a get it from Netscape. But when I click on it and go to Netscapes page it says plug in not found. I think it's a joke page by some ex Netscape employee.

Tweaking is a scary word used by people who know something about programming. I'm not going to even ask. I'm using Netscape 6.2.1 you'd think it had a java applet thingy. the recomendation was 4.0 or above on the chat page.

Hi there and good morning to you all. All excited about my trip to Florida in 5 weeks, gives me something to look forward to over the next dark, cold and busy weeks. I'll have to work my hairy butt off to get all the work done. Any way, more to the point.... how can I get the chat to ork on my Macintosh, what plug-in do I need. Tried the get plug-in link but Netscape couldn't find the appropriate one..... maybe Erno my team buddy could help.... anyone seen Erno? How's the wine fermenting? Added more sugar?

Defcon 6****** No pain. No real feeling of illness. Your sleep last night was a mere disco nap, which is giving you a whole lot of misplaced energy. Still able to function relatively well. However, you can drink 10 bottles of water and still feel as parched as the Sahara. Even vegetarians are craving a Cheeseburger and a side of Fries. Defcon 5***** No pain, but something is definitely amiss. You may look okay but you havethe attention span and mental capacity of a stapler. The coffee you hug to try and remain focused is only exacerbating your rumbling gut, which is craving a full English breakfast. Although you have a nice demeanour about the office, you are costing your employer valuable money because all you really can handle is some light filing, followed by aimlessly surfing the net and writing junk e-mails. Defcon 4**** Slight headache. Stomach feels crappy. You are definitely a space cadet and so not productive. Anytime someone walks by you gag because their perfume/aftershave reminds you of the random gin shots you did with your alcoholic friends after the bouncer kicked you out at 1:45 a.m. Life would be better right now if you were in your bed with a dozen donuts and a litre of coke watching Good Morning with Bert. You've had 4 cups of coffee, a gallon of water, 2 Sausage Rolls and a litre of diet coke yet you haven't peed once. Defcon 3*** You have lost the will to live. Your head is throbbing and you can't speak too quickly or else you might honk. Your boss has already lambasted you forbeing late and has given you a lecture for reeking of booze. You wore nice clothes, but that can't hide the fact that you either missed an oh-so crucial spot shaving or it looks like you put your make-up on while riding the dodgems, depending on your gender. Your teeth have sweaters, your eyes look like one big vein and your hairstyle makes you look like a reject from the class picture of Moss Side secondary school circa 1976.You would give a week's pay for one the following - Home time - A Doner kebab and somewhere to be alone - A time machine so you could go back and NOT have gone out the night before. Defcon 2** You have a second heartbeat in your head, which is actually annoying the employee who sits next to you. Vodka vapour is seeping out of every pore and making you dizzy. You still have toothpaste crust in the corners of your mouth from brushing your teeth. Your body has lost the ability to generate saliva, so your tongue is suffocating you. You'd cry but that would take the last of the moisture left in your body. Death seems pretty good right now. Your boss doesn't even get mad and your co-workers think that your dog just died because you look so pathetic. You should have called in sick because, let's face it, all you can manage to do is breathe .. . . . very gently. Defcon 1* You arrive home and climb into bed. Sleep comes instantly, as you were fighting it all the way home in the taxi. You get about 2 hours sleep and the noises inside your head wake you up. You notice that your bed has bee cleared for take off and flying relentlessly around the room. No matter what you do you know you're going to chuck. You stumble out of bed and now find that your room is in a yacht under sail. After walking along the skirting boards on alternating walls knocking all the pictures off, you find the loo. If you are lucky you will remember to lift the lid before you spontaneously explode and wake the whole house up with your impersonation of walrus mating calls. You sit there on the floor in your undies, cuddling the only friend in the world you have left (the toilet), randomly continuing to make the walrus noises, spitting and farting....... Help usually comes at this stage, even if it is short lived. Tears stream down your face and your abdomen hurts. Help now turns into abuse and it goes back to bed leaving you there in the dark. With your stomach totally empty, your spontaneous eruptions have died back to 15-minute intervals, but your body won't relent. You are convinced that you are starting to turn yourself inside out and swear that you saw your bum come out of your mouth on the last occasion. You lie there cold and shivering, with eruptions now occurring at 1 hour intervals. It is now dawn and you pass your disgusted partner getting up for the day as you try to climb into bed. You are abused again for trying to get into bed with lumpy bits of dried vomit in your hair. You reluctantly accept the advice and have a shower in exchange for them driving you to the hospital. The whole day spent (as hangover 4 star) you finally feel well enough to eat again on the following day, with the mention of alcohol making your stomach churn lasts for a week and publicly you vow never to do it again . . . . . Until next time!!!

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The TV is yours if I'm not back.

Am I invited to the tasting? Just booked my flight to Tampa. Going on Friday 13.12 and NEVER coming back. Well I'll have the option of 08.01.2003 but I might just stay as an packing monkey. I thought 6 packs a day will do.

... i heard from Eevis you have 40 litres of home made wine brewing away... ... am I to believe it won't be ready in November?

I guess so... I'm walking like Jyri this morning. As for drinking I'm going to slow it down (during the week that is) ... going to suggest to Mari we don't go to the gym tonight and go for a swim and sauna. My aching bones need it. I love skydiving falling is relaxing.

Morning all. Yesterday was full of meetings... sorry if I missed some questions. After doing all this drinking with the Brit lads I decided to put the sneakers on and go for a run. Now I can hardly move... tomorrow will be worse. And they call skydiving a sport

Morning... watched a skydive boogie video the other day with my friends Jyri and Minna. South Africa seems a cool place to freefall. All exciting stuff.

guess your right... got a client coming in a minute. Better do something.