"Where the fuck...?"
Damn! my friends all working, nowhere to go, liquor stores are closed too.... and it's stil 1/2 an hour before midnight! Fuck me!
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I fear it, and whoever makes that.
It's getting fixed, quiet. :)
Now if only the babe pictured was Victoria/European Wynonda Ryder[sp]...
The CCU: After many weeks of uncertainity I finally decided to leave RAX and the entire Riot Gear Network. I did this for many reasons that I won't go into here but if anyone is desperately interested feel free to annoy me over ICQ or whatever. I am going to do bugger all for a while (or at least until these 'Mock exams' are over) and then I will see where I stand.
Life: Not bad, got a bugger of a year coming up with loads of 'important' exams but it should leave me with 9-10 weeks afterwards to do absolutely naff all. Currently any 'real world' life I had has been on hold for ages due to 'ccu commitments' but now I have none I might start enjoying it a bit more.
Various: Computer nearly melted down due to faulty ram but I replaced it on Christmas Eve (the ram not the computer) and it has been 'ok' ever since. Mark, Steve and Matt: I am not telling you who 'she' is for a while yet :P
I also hope to be posting more various assortments of 'stuff' here as I will have more time to do it.
What's your favourite...Movie Ending?Usual stuff, links over there. I'd also like to thank the ten of you who on average voted 12 and a bit times to make the poll look atleast a little more respectable, let's see fi we can push that average up to 130!
Keyser Soce!!! Keyser Soce!!!
By CECILIA M. VEGA and JEREMY HAY
THE PRESS DEMOCRAT
An unmanned airplane broke free from its moorings Wednesday while the pilot was working on it, taking off from a Two Rock ranch and flying over southern Sonoma County without a pilot for at least two hours.
Authorities concluded the single-engine airplane eventually crashed, but a search for the wreckage was suspended because of darkness.
"This will be in the aviation history books," said Walt Smith, regional coordinator for the Federal Aviation Administration.
"It's pretty wild," he said. "We're all shaking our heads. We thought we'd heard everything."
The search began shortly after 3 p.m. when Paul Clary III of San Rafael called 911 to report that his airplane had taken off from his son's Middle Two Rock Road ranch with no one aboard and enough fuel to fly for two hours.
Clary, 67, said he was fixing a flooded engine when the plane broke free from its moorings.
"It's a nightmare," he said while waiting to see if authorities could locate his plane before it crashed.
Clary said he had owned the plane, a 1946 Aeronca Champion, for about six years.
Sonoma County sheriff's deputies dispatched a helicopter to find the pilotless plane, but after about four hours of searching they gave up without ever seeing the yellow aircraft for themselves.
CHP also dispatched an aircraft, and some private planes may have joined the search.
Unconfirmed reports sent them to Cotati, the Sonoma Mountain area and back to Two Rock, but Sheriff's Sgt. Kevin Scanlon said the sightings all turned out to be false.
Reports to the Sheriff's Department also said an emergency locator signal was detected, and that the plane landed four miles east of Petaluma.
But authorities conducted both ground and aerial searches of the area and came back empty-handed.
Authorities plan to resume the search for the fallen aircraft early today.
"It certainly is down someplace and the nice thing about Sonoma County is it is rural in certain areas," Smith said, adding the situation could have been worse had the plane come down in a populated area.
Authorities at one point became so concerned with the plane's whereabouts that they notified the county's Office of Emergency Services, which sent out emergency broadcasts on local radio airwaves to warn the public of the potential danger.
"We've all been in the business for a while and this a fairly new one for us," Scanlon said.
On Wednesday afternoon, sitting grim-faced and clutching a cellphone, Clary, a San Francisco veterinarian, said he has flown planes for recreation since about 1951.
He flew in from Novato for a quick trip to his son's ranch and had been there for about 10 minutes before the incident began to unfold.
He stopped the plane after landing it and when he went to start it again, he said the engine flooded.
When he turned the propeller to try to start it, the engine turned over and because the throttle was forward and on high, the plane moved.
"It's my fault. The throttle shouldn't have been forward," he said.
Clary and his son chased the plane north in their minivan until "we just lost sight of it," said Paul Clary IV.
They were able to keep it in sight for no longer than five or 10 minutes.
"It's a disaster," the younger Clary said.
Scanlon said witnesses last saw the plane climbing in the air and guessed it likely reached at least 5,000 feet. Based on the amount of fuel in its tank, the plane's weight and the weather, authorities believe it probably headed in a northeastern direction.
"We know it ran out of fuel before darkness came," Smith said.
The 1,240-pound plane has two seats. It is made of fibers and canvas and was designed in the late 1930s or early 1940s. It was manufactured for about 20 years and was sold mostly for recreational flying.
While it's hard to believe the plane could take off by itself and fly without a pilot for at least two hours, it could -- technically -- be possible, Smith said.
"If the control services were trimmed or set properly, it could in fact fly itself," he said.
Smith said that while there was some discussion about using military aircraft to locate and intercept the plane, there never was any talk of having it shot down.
FAA inspectors will begin their investigation into the missing plane today.
"I'm sure there's going to be some kind of implication toward the pilot," he said. "We'll just have to see what went wrong."
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Dude! I want one!
Uh huh. Took the words right outta my mouth.
SANTA CLAUS: An Engineer's PerspectiveSomeone faxed this to me at work on the 24th, found it on the net here. Did you think I would waste my time typing it out?
So much for my illusions then...
Went to see LOTR thursday, and I'm very happy to say that all my fears were unjustified. Best movie ever? Well, I'm a Matrix fan to death, but I have a suspicion that after the second or third visit to the theater, it will be a close call indeed. Awesome. Oh, and Mark, don't you dare go watch the movie without reading the book first. Fellowship Of The Ring is only around 350 pages, should take you about two days. You're no geek if you haven't read the whole trilogy at least twice
Christmas presents... Got some cool new clothes, stuff for my apartment and various other stuff. I'm a material guy, and all in all I'm happy. My parents never seize to impress, they always come up with stuff I never knew I wanted, but I always seem to need anyway.
Girls are confusing. That's all I have to say about that.
Family dinner later tonight, lots of food to eat (wohoo) and relatives to chat with (not-so-wohoo). But it's turkey, and my dad's an [understatement]excellent[/understatment] cook. Food is good!
Hmm, I can't think of much more to say, so I'll shut up now. I seem to have killed another five minutes, so I'm happy.
In closing then: Enjoy what's left of this year's christmas. Drinks are on m... errr... Derek
Holmes and Watson are out camping. Just the two of them out in some far away part of England. They're lying awake at night and Holmes turns to Watson and says,
God bless, good night :)
If anyone cares, latest PA Strip since their auto updater is rather fucked heh.
Its 2245 NZ time, Xmas eve. I am enjoying one of my 6 ham sandwiches. Which is another treat of the season - the food. Take in moderation however. To quote one of my real-life mates Roy (Spanky to us...)
I have eating like two bags of cherrys, Man, Im regretting it now, the runs are the worst kinda punishment... Honestly Im gonna give my kids laxative when they misbehave :)I digress.
My parents are cool. I am 17 and my brother is 22. We must be the only two people in the army who still beleive that Santa Claus exists (and he does).
As a parting comment, I wish you all a very Merry Christmas. Enjoy it, cos its the one time in the year you get to be a little kid again, and not have the Shrinks bust down on yo' ass.
I hope you are all duly thankful.
And now the symbol equation:
2Wo + C2H5OH = g0dly
So without and futher ramblings... let the drinking conmence!
UPDATE: Well its 7:22 am and i haven't slept yet... i call that a sucess. I would type more but that would require staying awake... so no
I got bored, news is slow on the site, why not post some photos from the field on [-lp-]? Eh? Cos you don't care? Oh bite me.
On a tangent, I can't wait for New Years. I got plans a plenty, it shall 0wn. /me dances
I'm also considering writing a review of Star Wars: Galactic Battlegrounds soon, unless that's a bad idea.....
I haven't seen the film yet, but I have two complaints:
1: Liv Tyler as an elf? As much as I love her looks, elves are blond. End of story
2: They cut out Tom Bombadill, for fuck's sake!
But I still think it's gonna rock some major ass. So there!
1: Liv Tyler Does an adequate job, although she only apeared in about 20 minutes of the film, it's about the same quality of her acting in Empire Records
2: Tom wasn't so fucking nessecary to the plot.......
It does rock some major booty, no question.
Yeah, I know he wasn't necessary, but he was just damn cool :)
1 cup of water
1 tsp baking soda
1 cup of sugar
1 tsp salt
1 cup of brown sugar
4 large eggs
1 bottle Vodka (you may substitute your favorite liquor)
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.
Turn on the electric mixer.
Beat one cup of butter in a large fluffy bowl.
Add one teaspoon of sugar.
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
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
Fall into bed.
PS for morons, it makes it snow, just like on the frontpage. Cool christmas background included (from digital blasphemy).
We invent more words in a day than pop cultre does in a decade.
I got no staff forum lovin' going down... AH!
In YaBB's complete homosexuality, you need to be a board wide admin to access the private forum, unfortunately just making someone a mod won't cut it but I see where you're coming from. So just let me know and I'll change your account, I'm tooo idle to actually do everyones myself.
*guest27125* hi i am very good at irc, i can script and even hack people on irc,but this real good hacker keeps hacking into me and changing my nick, his name is NickServ
Yeah. So 4 more days of work, then 31 odd days leave. Combine that with a decent car, a decent amount of cash, and less that decent intentions, and you've got mufuggin' paradise.
The final of Band of Brothers just played this week. I managed to see every episode of it, despite my many times in the field. I agree with the majority of people that it is a wonderful series, and it should be played more often. The only thing that I don't like about it is it about how it seems a little too patriotic towards the yanks. Only a minor gripe however. Im sure its gonna come out on DVD at some stage, and when it does, I am going to get it for sure.
Has anyone here read any Spike Milligan stuff? I just read through his entire 'war memoirs' for the second time. I rate him as one of the most genuinely funny people of all time. If you see any of his books at a library or something, do check it out.
Obviously your pitiful connection wreeking havok upon your client-server response times....
My dearest darling John:
Where on earth did you find a real partridge in a pear tree?
Thank you a hundred times!
All my love forever,
From: Lydia Zeltow~December 15
I received your sweet gift. Imagine: two turtle doves! They're
adorable. Thanks again!
From: Lydia Zeltow~December 16
Aren't you the extravagant one. I don't deserve such
generosity, three French hens!
From: Lydia Zeltow~December 17
Today I got the four calling birds. Now really, they're
beautiful, but isn't that a bit too romantic?
From: Lydia Zeltow~December 18
What a surprise. Today the UPS delivered five golden rings,
one for every finger. Just in time, as those birds squawking
were starting to get on my nerves, and I was beginning to
wonder about you!
From: Lydia Zeltow~December 19
When I opened the door today there were six geese laying on
my front steps. So you're back to the birds again? These
geese are huge. Where will I ever keep them? The neighbors
are complaining. Please stop.
From: Lydia Zeltow~December 20
What's with you and freaking birds?? Seven swans a swimming.
What kind of joke is this? There's bird poop everywhere. I
can't sleep at night and I'm a nervous wreck. It's not funny.
From: Lydia Zeltow~December 21
What the hell am I going to do with 8 maids a milking? It's
not enough with all those birds - they had to bring their
cows! There's manure everywhere and I can't move in my own
house. Just lay off, smartass.
From: Lydia Zeltow~December 22
What are you...some kind of sadist? Now there's nine pipers
playing - and I mean playing! They haven't stopped chasing
those maids since they got here. The cows are upset and
they're stepping all over those screeching birds. What am
I going to do? The neighbors want me evicted. What were you
From: Lydia Zeltow~December 23
You rotten jerk:
Now there's ten ladies dancing. I don't know why I say "ladies."
They've been fooling around with those pipers all night long.
Now the cows can't sleep and they've got diarrhea. The
Commissioner of Buildings has subpoenaed me to give cause
why the building shouldn't be condemned. I'm calling the
police on you.
Lydia Zeltow~December 24
Listen you "#$%&*^#"
Great - now there's eleven lords a leaping on those maid and
ladies. All twenty-three of the birds have been trampled to
death in the orgy. The pipers have even started getting the
cows into the action. I hope you're satisfied, you rotten
Your sworn enemy
Harrison Burnsley, Esq.~December 25
This is to acknowledge your latest gift of twelve fiddlers
fiddling which you have seen fit to inflict on our client,
Ms. Lydia Zeltow. The destruction of her property and peace
of mind was, of course, total. All correspondence should
come to our attention. Should you attempt to locate or
contact Ms. Zeltow at the sanitarium where she now resides,
the attendants have been instructed to have you arrested on
Every creature was dead, including the mouse.
The stockings were booby-trapped, well and with care
To blow Santa to bits when he arrived there.
The children lie bloody, dead in their beds
With flies and rats chewing on their heads.
While I, dressed in black, HK-91 in hand
Ready to kill Santa when in his sled he did land.
When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter
I shot mother in her head and watched it splatter.
Then I sprung to the window gazing through my infrared scope
Was Santa out there?...My trigger finger quivered with hope.
It was then that I saw him on his cherry red sled
Oh how I wanted that fat slob dead.
As he flew through the air I targeted a deer
I squeezed on the trigger and blew off an ear.
“On Donner, On Blitzen” Santa shouted in fright
I wasted old Blitzen in dawn’s early light.
I tossed down the HK and picked up a shotgun
Then I killed some more reindeer, man this was fun.
Smoke trailed from the sled as I blew off Rudolf’s nose
Old Santa crash landed by my garden hose.
He dove through a window, getting into my house
I cursed as I shot, I missed the fat louse.
As I grabbed my MP-5 I chuckled with glee
Thinking of all the venison I was getting for free.
Then I thought of the kids who would not get the toys in his sack
I laughed out loud as I slung the gun on my back.
For when I was a boy I learned the truth from my mommy
Fat old Santa is a despicable commie.
With my MP-5 and my Benelli M-1
Santa was dead before he’d begun.
I leaped down the stairs and fell into a crouch
There was the fat louse, lying on my couch.
The smoke from his pipe circled his head like a wreath
Tobacco spittle dribbling from his coffee stained teeth.
His once red outfit was grimy and black
I smiled as I took the gun off my back.
He pleaded, “No don’t shoot me, I’ll die from the blast!”
I said, “Yeah you’re right, and besides, it’s too fast.”
I unsheathed my knife and sliced the nose off his face
Then I said, “Eat it, and don’t forget to say grace.”
With that he got up and ran for the door
My fingers reached for my belt and out came my .44.
The big gun bucked as I shot him in the ass
He fell off the porch, in a heap on the grass.
He crawled to his sled, urged his reindeer to flight
I shouldered the shotgun and put him in my sight.
With a crack of his whip, up went the sled
With a touch to my trigger, off came his head.
I noticed the snow, now red, twas once white,
And shouted “A Bloody Christmas To All, And To All A Good Night!”
Raping the loading times with more images would be nice, but instead i thought i'd let you click:
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Bet you've never seen a BMW Z3 like that before. Bring back legal bull bars!
Sell me that car, I don't care what the price is!
Grim Fandango flashbacks anyone?
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