dbattman

Surrender! Come out with your hands up and your beer in plain sight! Had a co-worker mention this movie in light of this story, which I now have a hankering to see. Whoops! You guys weren't actually supposed to WIN, you know.

Check your closing loop and shorten it if necessary. Talk about it with your Rigger or S&TA.

I knew a couple of techie guys in University that heated hot dogs like that. They even ammetered it to avoid blowing the breaker when it was done. To be "safe" they decided to use the guts from an old iron as a current regulator. Made damn good hot dogs though.

Wow. Do they not realise the potential commercial and economic impact here? Signs, t-shirts, mugs with witty saying. C'mon! Someone rekindle the fires of capitalism and making a buck over there! Yep, it's for real!

The seniors from the WWII era don't put up with any crap.

No one loves us

My niece was working on my laptop this afternoon and when I arrived home I discovered that she is really quite a writer.

Heh-heh

It scares me as over the last few years I have seen some guys start with the back stabbing crap like women. It frightens me. What the hell is wrong with my generation I've been noticing that as well and it really bothers me. When I was doing controls and working with a lot of tradesmen we talked and gave each other crap something fierce but we never tried to slice someone's throat. If there was a failing or a mistake it was handled proactively and always towards the goal of getting it fixed and moving things along.

Yowza. If I did something like that I'd be canned in an instant. Sure, I've vented my safety valve a few times but those were about project issues and failures of the enterprise as a whole, never personal.

Wow, this is tough. Can't find a good bullet looker upper thingy on the internet these days.

.223 Remington, 7.62 Soviet, .308 Winchester, .416 Barrett, 12 Ga shell

Heh heh. When they buried Larry LaPrise in '96 They put his left leg in They took his left leg out They put his left leg in And they shook it all about.....

Jump one for me. Jump another one for my friend Jim

One more thing to cement my decision that when I die, if I have anything to say about it I will be penniless and mortgaged to the hilt. OK, time of death. 12:05 PM Did he have any money? Nah. Not a cent. OK, pull in the backhoe. Blah, blah, blah, great guy, good sense of humor, yadda yadda, cynical sarcastic bastard we'll all miss him. OK, reception at the bar down the street. (Oh boy, I think I'm going straight to hell now)

Just like in South Park, you just have to say they were charging right at you! Oops. I hit that one with the car.

I've always wanted 'LOW FLYING PLANES'

I used to work with a guy who in the service during the Cold War era. He was a cryptographer and went off to Army crypto school and learned all about codes and codebreaking and all that jazz. After completing school the army sent some other guy in the service with the same last name off to Germany to his assignment and sent him to Vietnam to be a side gunner on a patrol boat. Luckily he wasn't captured during the nine months it took them to straighten it out or he'd still be in a Siberian gulag.

If you google the news reports from Luster's capture and extradition (Luster was kicked out by the Mexican authorities and turned over to US law enforcement) and read between the lines there is quite a bit more to the story. Basically Chapman and his cohorts sniffed him out first, stepped on a lot of toes, and made a bunch of people look bad in the process (and they're still stewing over it). Not wanting to get into a discussion on the finer points of Mexican law and ju$tice here but it appears people south of the Rio like to try and make their names on high-profile stuff just as much as we do. Note to self: when bounty hunting in Mexico remember to pay off the local cops before making the pickup.

1- Go out and change the oil in the car 2- While changing oil, heat some brats on the hot engine. 3- 'Accidentaly' transfer some 10W40 to the brats while preping them for consumption 4- Follow with a light beer

Just as an aside guys (I'm sure a lot of you know this), but if anyone is curious they can try contacting their local Naval Air Station, Civi Air Patrol, Air National Guard unit, etc., and inquire about receiving a ride in a hypobaric chamber. When I was doing flight training the club instructuors would recommend a trip to Dobbins for their students as part of the program for a nominal fee (I think it was like $50 at the time). Hypoxia hits everyone differently and a dry run bumping the envelope would be useful for anyone considering playing with high alt. If anyone has a few good starting points of contact this would probably be a good place for them. Edit- Chuck already mentioned that. My bad for poor reading comprehension.

Hey Spence. Enjoy yourself this weekend- you've earned it! Won't be there, but I'm beginning to remember why I stayed down south for so long. Just finished blowing out our neighbor's driveways from last night. Snow throwers kick ass!

If you're driving from the airport, last week I flew into and out of Jacksonville (JAX) and it was INSANELY cheap. Travelocity has a neat 'Check prices from surrounding airports' feature.

Say hello for me. Ben gone awhile.