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If it's ballroom dances, check out www.ballroomdancers.com under the Learn the Dances section. They have video and steps for the basic steps. It might help start you off. Live instruction is still better of course. Aside from studios, you can also check the local colleges or YMCAs in the area. They sometimes have group classes at around $10 a session (usually an hour or hour and a half). :) -b

Aside from OOTS and Erfworld, I also like www.lfgcomic.com -b

supposedly they have a viral marketing up regarding that preview at http://ethanhaaswasright.com/ and http://ethanhaaswaswrong.com/ I got interested in it too... but if it's gonna be a bunch of 'Blair Witch' type of camera handling, I think Ill pass. -b

The Operative: I'm sorry. If your quarry goes to ground, leave no ground to go to. You should have taken my offer. Or did you think none of this was your fault? Mal: I don't murder children. The Operative: I do. If I have to. Mal: Why? Do you even know why they sent you? The Operative: It's not my place to ask. I believe in something greater than myself. A better world. A world without sin. Mal: So me and mine gotta lay down and die... so you can live in your better world? The Operative: I'm not going to live there. There's no place for me there... any more than there is for you. Malcolm... I'm a monster.What I do is evil. I have no illusions about it, but it must be done. Mal: I'll take the shuttle in closer. Zoe, ship is yours. Remember, if anything happens to me, or you don't hear from me within the hour... ...you take this ship and you come and you rescue me. Zoë: What? And risk my ship? Mal: I mean it. It's cold out there. I don't wanna get left. Not from the movie: Simon: What happens if they board us? Zoë: If they take the ship, they'll rape us to death, eat our flesh, and sew our skins into their clothing. And if we're very, very lucky, they'll do it in that order. -b

Remember to turn off System Restore before removing, as well, or it might come back again. -b

Next thing you'll know, she'll start dressing her husband as a cat because she'll miss having a kitty. -b

I dont post much, and I dont know many people, but my friend and I might be dropping by Mesquitte this weekend. Maybe the above will change then

My pet rock died last year because it stopped eating :(. I wonder if I can give it an ash dive... -b

OMG! I want one... I mean, I know a friend of mine who'd want one too! -b

http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/science/nature/6434773.stm "Friday, 9 March 2007, 18:37 GMT" "UK military awaits Skynet launch" "The British military is set to take one of its most significant steps into the digital age with the launch of the first Skynet 5 satellite....The spacecraft will deliver secure, high-bandwidth communications for UK and "friendly" forces across the globe." And here I thought the Terminators were brought on by the US!

Congrats on getting your A on Saturday. We were there to hear the announcement! I was hoping you'd stay later that day (not sure if you did). I kinda did try to look for you because my friend got his A the same day, and I finished all my dives (though had to take the test on Sunday and passed it as well).

I want to echo Mr. Woosh's comment. The Air Trash members just seemed to have crawled out of the woodworks when they saw us carrying the beer this weekend :D. From the singing and story telling in the packing area to further debauchery in the Bombshelter, we have much thank them and everyone who showed up. And apparently, we did some more firsts so we still owe the dz more beer next time we're around! Hope to meet more of you great people then.

Welcome to the forums! I see you jump at Perris too! A buddy and myself are almost done with our A as well (a hop and pop and a couple of coach dives left). Maybe we could try jumping together soon!

Balot, another Filipino delicacy. It's the fertilized egg of a duck, that's cooked. You open the shell and eat the chick. Most of the times they're cooked young enough that the beaks are still soft, but I've seen some where the beaks were already hard and they already have little hair-like feathers... I probably only tried it 5x in my life. -b

How hard do they dig? Im not into too much pain. -b

I have family members who sometimes talk in their sleep. I havent been told that I do. What I do hate is sometimes getting the hiccups while asleep. Sometimes it wakes me up. Sometimes it wakes up other people from the other room!

So that's where cooties come from!

Reminds me of a couple of pictures from Perris' Bombshelter. I never did ask what event this was, but I found it very cool (See attachment) -b

This reminded me of this: http://vids.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=vids.individual&videoid=1725015206 But seriously, ignore, block, and move on... -b

I guess Ill bite and vouch that Mr Woosh is in no way the same person as the one starting the commotion on their canopy choices. As far as the advice, I like what Aggie and Sinister said (except for selling the coke part ). Ill lend you the book once I get it, Woosh. In the meantime, I think Aggie is right on the spot and we should inquire with our favorite instructors in a couple of weeks, then get on the canopy class when we get our A license . Of course, we'd still have to satisfy the accuracy requirement of our yellow card. Hehe. Anyway, back to lurking.

Try this site: http://www.trickstutorials.com/index.php?page=content/flx3 That's a link to the 3rd section of the Flexibility portion of his site. Some useful information / video there. -b

My boss just called me in for an 'important' meeting... He basically handed me a bag with 3 tequila bottles and told me not to show anyone at work :). Patron Silver, Casadores, and Zapopan Reposado... I guess there's a party at my place tonight :)

This is kinda old too... ----------------------------------------------------------- When four of Santa's elves got sick, and the trainee elves did not produce the toys as fast as the regular ones, Santa was beginning to feel the pressure of being behind schedule. Then Mrs. Claus told Santa that her Mom was coming to visit. This stressed Santa even more. When he went to harness the reindeer, he found that three of them were about to give birth and two had jumped the fence and were out, heaven knows where. More stress. Then when he began to load the sleigh one of the boards cracked, and the toy bag fell to the ground and scattered the toys. So, frustrated, Santa went into the house for a cup of apple cider and a shot of rum. When he went to the cupboard, he discovered that the elves had drank all the liquor, and there was nothing to drink. In his frustration, he accidentally dropped the cider pot, and it broke into hundreds of little pieces all over the kitchen floor. He went to get the broom and found that mice had eaten the straw end of the broom. Just then the doorbell rang, and irritable Santa trudged to the door. He opened the door, and there was a little angel with a great big Christmas tree. The angel said, very cheerfully, "Merry Christmas, Santa. Isn't it a lovely day? I have a beautiful tree for you. Where would you like me to stick it?" And so began the tradition of the little angel on top of the Christmas tree.

A friend forwarded me this... I love this performance! http://www.transbuddha.com/mediaHolder.php?id=2431

Whoa! Personal laser... or even better... the beginning of light sabers!