Monday, February 28, 2011
Saturday, February 26, 2011
Wednesday, February 23, 2011
Tuesday, February 22, 2011
Phoenix-Fly -The Need 4 Speed
AMAZING! MOVE OVER SUPERMAN...
Wingsuit flying
From Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia
Wingsuit flying is the sport of flying the human body through the air using a special jumpsuit, called a wingsuit, which adds surface area to the human body to enable a significant increase in lift. Modern wingsuit designs create the surface area with fabric between the legs and under the arms. A wingsuit may be referred to as a birdman suit or squirrel suit.
A wingsuit flight ends with a parachute opening, so a wingsuit can be flown from any point that provides sufficient altitude toglide through the air, such as skydiving aircraft or BASE jumping exit points, and to allow a parachute to deploy.
The wingsuit flier wears parachute equipment designed for skydiving or BASE jumping. The flier deploys the parachute at a planned altitude and unzips the arm wings, if necessary, so they can reach up to the control toggles and fly to a normal parachute landing.
Monday, February 21, 2011
FARM NOOS...
Evenin' Folks,
We had those cold morning temperatures all last week. It was a little miserable. And each midday, the temps would rise 20 degrees or more. This morning it is only -5*. Last Friday we probably received between 4-6 inches of beautiful fluffy snow. I thought it seemed like 12 inches, but I could tell from the amused laughs when I mentioned this that my estimation was way off.
Flo and self drove into Delta for some shopping and were caught in a blizzard...rather scary...but made light of it cause the guys will make fun of us...oh well...a winter driver I AM NOT!
We are still being plagued with generator troubles. Yesterday the generator kept shutting off for no apparent reason. It was discovered that some loose water wire was tripping a safety feature. Once that was fixed, all is well again for a little while.
Last Wednesday Liz (Baltrum) and Don Werhonig brought their new baby, Paul, to visit us. They also brought Nancy Baltrum. Nancy hadn’t been home in like five years. She didn’t recognize most of the children. She's delivered many of the kids (now grown up) who live/ed here on the farm in the last 20 years. All my kids fer sure...nice seeing her.
Yesterday Kimberli and her cook crew made chipotle pork wraps. I have NEVER eaten such good meat. As you all know, I despise most meat, but this stuff just melted in your mouth. It was most excellent. Then today they used that leftover meat to make a pork chile. That was also very good. Kimi has started to make our very own cream cheese...a 3 day process...but was soooo good with strawberry syrop made with our own strawbs.
Thomas and Craig worked through the night last night hauling equipment out to the logging site. I guess they couldn’t haul till after midnight due to road restrictions. Logging season has begun in earnest.
So… as I was saying, I started this letter this morning, but I became distracted. Now I’m back to finish. Today a breezey breeze came up and blew snow everywhere, then it started snowing like crazy for about 90 minutes. Now, it is back to being calm and white. It is beautiful out!
Took the three boys in my class snowshoeing. Very nice sluffy snow. Clay just got his Canadian snowshoes (like mine - same company) nice....
Yesterday Thomas led worship, followed with Wenda’s preaching. A quote from that is, “What you give yourself to, remains”. Then Thomas shared on faith, exhorting us to put our faith in the right place – a little faith in God is a whole lot better than a lot of faith in ourselves.
Jannis went to Black Rapids for the weekend with some of her girl buddies. J
The Nerbonnes had the kids over on Saturday night for a pizza dinner and games. They played some outdoor games like flashlight tag. Some weren’t dressed for the weather so some got very cold, like Lizzie who frost bit her big toe. Maybe her feet are so long that they don’t keep as warm as little feet?
Bonnie taught her first PE class to the elementary school kids today. I know all my students were very excited about that.
Wednesday night the highschool students will be putting on some sort of play under the direction of Miss JoAn. They’ve coerced Seth to be in it too.
Here's a photo of Annie and self doing a snow angel in the new, deep snow on our trail! Unfortunately Polartec does not shed very well so I got rather damp!!
Rob enjoys playing with his guine pig Reepacheep b efore school.
Sunday, February 20, 2011
Saturday, February 19, 2011
AS SHE SEES IT...
Shown below, is an actual letter that was sent to a bank by an 86 year old woman. The bank manager thought it amusing enough to have it published in the New York Times.
Dear Sir:
I am writing to thank you for bouncing my check with which I endeavored to pay my plumber last month.
By my calculations, three nanoseconds must have elapsed between his presenting the check and the arrival in my account of the funds needed to honor it..
I refer, of course, to the automatic monthly deposit of my entire pension, an arrangement which, I admit, has been in place for only eight years.
You are to be commended for seizing that brief window of opportunity, and also for debiting my account $30 by way of penalty for the inconvenience caused to your bank.
My thankfulness springs from the manner in which this incident has caused me to rethink my errant financial ways.
I noticed that whereas I personally answer your telephone calls and letters, --- when I try to contact you, I am confronted by the impersonal, overcharging, pre-recorded, faceless entity which your bank has become.
From now on, I, like you, choose only to deal with a flesh-and-blood person.
My mortgage and loan repayments will therefore and hereafter no longer be automatic, but will arrive at your bank, by check, addressed personally and confidentially to an employee at your bank whom you must nominate.
Be aware that it is an offence under the Postal Act for any other person to open such an envelope.
Please find attached an Application Contact which I require your chosen employee to complete.
I am sorry it runs to eight pages, but in order that I know as much about him or her as your bank knows about me, there is no alternative.
Please note that all copies of his or her medical history must be countersigned by a Notary Public, and the mandatory details of his/her financial situation (income, debts, assets and liabilities) must be accompanied by documented proof.
In due course, at MY convenience, I will issue your employee with a PIN number which he/she must quote in dealings with me.
I regret that it cannot be shorter than 28 digits but, again, I have modeled it on the number of button presses required of me to access my account balance on your phone bank service.
As they say, imitation is the sincerest form of flattery.
Let me level the playing field even further.
When you call me, press buttons as follows:
IMMEDIATELY AFTER DIALING, PRESS THE STAR (*) BUTTON FOR ENGLISH
#1. To make an appointment to see me
#2. To query a missing payment.
#3. To transfer the call to my living room in case I am there.
#4 To transfer the call to my bedroom in case I am sleeping
#5. To transfer the call to my toilet in case I am attending to nature.
#6. To transfer the call to my mobile phone if I am not at home
#7. To leave a message on my computer, a password to access my computer is required.
Password will be communicated to you at a later date to that Authorized Contact mentioned earlier.
#8. To return to the main menu and to listen to options 1 through 7.
#9. To make a general complaint or inquiry.
The contact will then be put on hold, pending the attention of my automated answering service.
#10. This is a second reminder to press* for English.
While this may, on occasion, involve a lengthy wait, uplifting music will play for the duration of the call.
Regrettably, but again following your example, I must also levy an establishment fee to cover the setting up of this new arrangement.
May I wish you a happy, if ever so slightly less prosperous New Year?
Your Humble Client
And remember: Don't make old People mad.
We don't like being old in the first place, so it doesn't take much to p... us off.
Wednesday, February 16, 2011
PANDA THERAPY...
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