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On King5 News tonight they showed the ticker tape parade in which they expended 50 tons of confetti. The team rode on top of a red double-decker bus. " Strahan also demonstrated how his team gets fired up with a jump calling "stomping you out." Strahan, standing at the podium, then leaped in the air and pounded his feet on the stage along with his teammates behind him, and said, "We would like to extend this to every other team in the NFL and particularly for the last team we defeated, the New England Patriots. Because you know what we did to you? We stomped you out!" Now I ask you, is that class or what? Magnanimous in victory, humble in defeat.

Thank you. I hear what you are saying, and I welcome this open and honest feedback. I am an active participant in this conversation. Let's functionalize these action items for a more synergistic outcome. Dude, you HAVE the vocabulary. You are primed for success.

It's pretty hard to beat the Germans for drinking songs. Trinklied im Winter Das Glas gefüllt! Der Nordwind brüllt; Die Sonn' ist niedergesunken! Der kalte Bär Blinkt Frost daher! Getrunken, Brüder, getrunken! Die Tannen glüh'n Hell im Kamin, Und knatternd fliegen die Funken! Der edle Rhein Gab uns den Wein! Getrunken, Brüder, getrunken! Der edle Most Verscheucht den Frost, Und zaubert Frühling hernieder: Der Trinker sieht Und Büsche wirbeln ihm Lieder! Er hört Gesang Und Harfenklang, Und schwebt durch blühende Lauben; Ein Mädchenchor Rauscht schnell hervor, Und bringt ihm goldene Trauben! Saus immerfort, O Winternord, Im schneebelasteten Haine! Nur streu dein Eis, O lieber Greis, In keine Flaschen mit Weine! Der stolzen Frau Färb braun und blau Den Kamm, der adlich ihr schwillet! Nur musst du flieh'n Den Hermelin, Der junge Busen verhüllet! by Franz Peter Schubert (1797-1828)

Cascade Designs makes a repair kit that works very well. I've used it. The kit comes with various sizes and colors of nylon repair material and a couple of pouches of sealant. You put the pouch in a pan of boiling water for a few minutes and the sealant is liquified. Apply some hot sealant to the patch, using the popsicle stick provided, and press it down on the area with the leak. Presto! You have a permanent fix. The kit can even be used in the field. http://store.everestgear.com/tr04101.html

I can still remember McHale's Navy back when I was a kid. It was a real hoot.

Treetoad, is that Linus Pauling with the Dalai Lama in your avatar image? Pauling was a great chemist. I realize that there are lots of folks today in my situation. All the soldiers who are off in Iraq. At least I'll be able to visit more frequently than they do.

We sometimes get some nice weather in early June, but late June through the 4th of July is consistently bad. You can count on it.

Most memorable pitch for me was probably the layback (4th?) pitch on NW Corner of NEWS. I'd just headed up off a ledge and had placed a big cam about ten feet up. I noticed that I had missed the upper tie in loop on my harness. We'd just end for ended on the rope so I could lead this pitch without restacking. I grabbed a locking biner off my harness and joined the tie in loop to the upper tie-in loop and continued on. It ended up being a really fun pitch.

Nice. Why NOT do something just because you can?

The mods should dock your post count for cheating! Or barring that, they could change your title to something appropriate.

That's what I have and my only complaint is the greater weight. I've thought about getting twins for when weight is of utmost importance. Certainly, for places like Darrington, with easy approaches, the Genesis is just fine.

that's what you get for going to college If anything college gives you higher expectations. It tends to make you more of a specialist, and specialists have fewer options. As a climber it would be nice to be able to find a job in any place I fancied.

I only ever took one or two Vicodin. I'm going to save them for my wilderness first aid kit. The eye is doing fine now. I'm still putting in antibiotic drops as a precaution, but the morning blurriness is mostly gone.

Well, I feel better now that I've committed to a course of action. It's like climbing, you imagine all sort of things that could go wrong on the pitch, but once you set out and focus on the moves, you settle down and deal with problems one at a time as they present themselves. Too bad it's winter. I was thinking of all the cool rock climbing places I could visit on the way down, like Castle Crags.

There is a reason why the Declaration of Independence says, "Life, Liberty, and the Pursuit of Happiness". It doesn't say just "happiness". This is because people are never happy when they are stuck in a stagnant place like a Utopia. They want to always be moving towards the next latest and greatest thing. Most of all, they want to have the ability to move up or just move if they want to.

I saw that! It looks pretty sweet. Carolyn, we expect a TR.

In the jumping sports, the jumper depends on a narrow angle of contact with the ramp for survival. The narrower the angle, the smaller the normal force for a fall of a given distance. The reason the skater took such a hard fall after the 720, was that he pushed away from the ramp near the top of his launch. This resulted in his impacting the surface much lower than he should have. The lower you hit, the larger the angle and the harder the impact force. While it's hard to say exactly at which angle she struck, it looks like he it was at about 45 degrees. The force reduction was only about 30 percent. So he survived the equivalent of a 30 foot fall.

Did they at least pay you for those two hours? Actually, I went back and finished my shift. Hopefully, they'll put a check in the mail.

When ICOS laid us off, we were given three months to stick around. It was darn depressing knowing that nothing you do matters for much.

I've accepted the job offer in California. The pay is more than three times what I was making at this part time job. I'm not devastated over it. Just disappointed. Good people work there. It could happen to others.

Go postal? Nah. It was just a part time job to earn a few extra bucks. Nothing's worth going postal over, really. I just think all people should be treated with respect. That's all.

and it was really important that they disable your key card and all that - after all you'd go ona rampage if they didn't. so much for treating people like human beings I can see how it might have happened. My supervisor has some ungodly number of people under him. It's something like 40?! In three months I never had a real conversation with him.

For years at various jobs I've had, whenever the company reports some bad news we'd joke about showing up one morning and finding our key cards inactivated. All these years and it never actually happened- until now.

I come into work my scheduled Friday evening shift. I turn into the parking garage and find my key card won't open the gate. The attendent tells me to take a ticket- there's another car waiting to come in behind me. I walk to the door to the reception area and key in my four digit pass code. The code doesn't work. I try it again, and again. I check the slip of paper in my wallet. Yes, you remembered it correctly. I pound on the door and someone lets me in. I look around and see a familiar manager (not my manager) standing near the receptionist. You ask him, "what's up? My key code doesn't work. Have I been laid off?" He answers, "not that I know of." I checked to make sure I was scheduled. I was. I check to see which days I'm scheduled for next week. My name doesn't even appear on the list. I try to call my supervisor but he's not in. I call his manager, but she's not in. Finally, I go to clock in. The machine lets me clock in! The first affirmation of employment yet! There's hope. I walk up to my department and find that I am not on the schedule there, but I am are welcomed anyway. Two hour into my shift, the manager with whom I'd spoken earlier calls and tells me to meet him behind Customer Service. There he explains that I was laid off. There's not enough work. "Why was I not told?", I asked. "You have my email address, mailing address, and two phone numbers, why didn't you try to contact me?" I was told that, basically, they forgot to tell me. I tried to call the supervisor and his manager for three days. One actually tried once to call on the cell one evening but it wasn't turned on. She left a cheerful sounding message. All I want is an explanation about why this happened and an apology. Does that sound reasonable? How would you feel if this happened to you?

Age is mostly mental. CBS, you were middle-aged when you were 12, weren't you? Whatever. Some people never reach adulthood.