Whizkid

Don't watch this after dinner! http://www.wimp.com/alpinecoaster/

Me too, Boats. What a friggin' waste of time! But typical of DH though.

Well, you want to live in Blighty that's what you can expect! I remember when it used to be civilized, and you'd say "Excuse me" when you farted, but now..........!

Totally cool! What a savings in money and time this will be. But knowing the Military mind there may be some who resist it. "Too damned complex" or "We've never done it that way" comes to mind. What say, Gunny?

I tried to quiver, but couldn't quite make it. Oh, well, better luck next time.

Yes I can, and she'll probably make it through to ten! Then the boys will start calling! Good luck.

Just when the 49ers are getting exciting, the damned NFL comes along and blacks out the Thanksgiving Day game against the Ravens, with the Head Coaches who are brothers representing each team. So unless (a) you want to go to a sports bar to watch it, or have NFL Network on Direct TV to see it, or © fly to Baltimore to watch live, you're out of luck! I'm getting really sick of this crappy Capitalist, anything to make money, screw you fans, system. I know, look at the alternative, I don't like that either, but I'm really mad about this blackout deal. GO, 49ers!!

Is that photo of a German ace, Erik? Oh, congratulations on not using the Viagra! What was it for, do you remember?

Looked like a home-built to me. Pretty lite a/c.

HBD, Oberleutenant, und mach more of them, OK?

HBD, CJ!

Hated it then. Hate it now.

Four down. About 500 to go!

Usually get mine from running to the bathroom!

Poor old Jack, that's the second time he's had to fix that damned camel! The first time Omar came rushing into the garage and told Jack that he couldn't get the animal to move from its stall, so would he take a look. Of course, Jack said he would, and went to Omars shack and around the back to the stalls. He walks up to the camel and looks it in the eye, and tells it to back out and behave. Of course, the camel just ignored him and carries on chewing its cud, so Jack wanders around the area, picks up two rather large rocks and returns to the stall, and walks around to the camels rear, telling Omar to lift the camels tail to expose its testicles, and backs off about three paces. Suddenly, he rushes forward with arms outspread, and brings the two rocks together on the camels testicles with a mighty "Whump!" The camel lets out a scream and bounds forward over the stalls front wall, finally stopping about fifty feet away, standing shivering. "Oh, Allah be praised" Omar said, "You finally got him to move! But surely, Jack, doesn't it cause excruciating pain?" * * * * * * * * * * * "Only if you keep your thumbs on the inside of the rocks, Omar!"

OK, drop the Cher, than!

So, like I finally read some of the Rats blog, and like, man, I totally freaked, because for all these years I've been looking for a REALLY hippy, Haight Street, blog that teleports me back in the mists of time to my freaky, way to go, Golden Gate Park, Rainbow hair, Birkenstocks, toke-blowing, No-Bra, Cher, days of my youth, when Mario Savio strutted his stuff and I was oh-so-young and useless! That was '63, and I was shacked up with this cool lady who taught me more in 1 hour than all my years of stuffy English education! Right on, Rat, that was, like, instant Teleportation!

What do you mean, begin? I haven't understood him for years!

Morning, peasants! Off to Church, then watch the 49ers beat the NY Giants this PM.

Love Air Shows! At least here in California we can count on good weather at Air Show time! Good luck with the rig.

You're a little too devious for me! BTW, where are you in England? I was from Nth.London myself.

Just a word of encouragement, RF. I always found that making casual mention like "Well, I guess I could let it go for now, and check in at the local to see if the lads have any ideas, as I haven't seen them for quite some time" seems to elicit an immediate reaction from the missus, along the lines of, "Well, I suppose if it makes you happy, and we can afford it, go ahead. Probably cost less than the beer you'll be buying for that bunch of drunks!" Worked like a charm for me.

Hey, it's old 62! That's the pilots age, too , right? Looking pretty good, too, better than that Betty!

............and if I could what the hell would I do with 'em?