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Excuses
- From: australian6
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Description:Excuses
The college professor had just finished explaining an important research project to his class. He emphasized that this paper was an absolute requirement for passing his class, and that there would be only two acceptable excuses for being late.
Those were a medically certifiable illness or a death in the student's immediate family.
A 'smart' student in the back of the classroom waved his hand and spoke up. "But what about extreme sexual exhaustion, professor?"
As you would expect, the class exploded in laughter. When the students had finally settled down, the professor froze the young man with a glaring look.
"Well," he responded, "I guess you'll just have to learn to write with your other hand." - Blog post
- 1 month ago
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Motorcycle Extreme
- From: twest137
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- 2 months ago
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Helmet/Bike mounted Video Came
- From: Spock900
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Hi all,
Wanted to let you know about my latest toy. You have probably seen some of the videos I have been posting, I hope you have anyway! All of these have been taken using a cool little video camera called the ContourHD. It is made for extreme sports and quite rugged. I thought you might like a short review of it.
It is able to record both HD (High definitiion) and SD (standard definition) video. It records onto a Micro SD memory card and comes with one that is 2Gb in size but you can use up to 16Gb cards.
It has a rechargeable battery that will last about 2-3 hours for SD and 1.5 Hours for HD recording.
The casing is anodised metal and is water-resistant but not waterproof. It has two lasers built in to make alignment easy, even when wearing gloves. If you mount the camera "side on" you simply rotate the lens until the lasers are horizontal again and it is ready to go. There are also a couple of LEDs on the back that indicate if the memory card is getting full or the battery running low by changing colour. A sinlge LED at the front indicates recording status.
The record switch is a large slide operated one on the top of the camera. Easily operated when wearing motorcycle gloves. The camera emits a loud beep to signify recording has started and again when stopped.
The lens is wide angle and can capture 135 degrees in HD or 90 degrees in SD format. The HD format is 1280x720 and 30 frames per second whilst SD is 848x480 and 60 frames per second.
I find the SD is really good for recording when on the bike as it handles the movement and bumps a bit better. HD is awesome quality though and really good on smoother roads. It uses up much more memory and battery life though.
The mounting plates for your helmet are a removable adhesive pad. The camera slides onto rails on the mounting pad and is secured by a looped cord in case it comes loose from the rails.
The connection to the PC/MAC is a standard USB cable and this also charges the battery. The camera comes with some very basic editing software (very basic). It allows you to copy, clip and share your videos but not much else.
You can buy all sorts of accessories for them including different mounts, spare batteries etc.
WARNING - it is addicitive and once you start taking video whilst riding you may not be able to stop!!!
For more detailed specs try this page - http://www.vholdr.com/contourhd/techspecs
- Blog post
- 2 months ago
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Another one begins his quest
- From: copperguy
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My middle son as of the wee hrs. began his journey as His brother, myself and the thousands before us had chosen. We recieved the famous call at 2:38am this morning..... This is Recruit Boyer, I have arrived safely at MCRD San Diego. Ca. He is well and will be sending a letter in 2 weeks, Well for the ones who know, It was tuff. I heard the caller ID. say it was MCRD San Diego, and I gave it to the wife, SHE WOULD HAVE KILLED ME IF I TOOK THE CALL. I could hear all the others like an echo, reading off the same statement. and D. I.'s in the background hurrying them. Ya I got a tear, It took me so far back. Then of course neither of us was ready for sleep,MOM could not get over how her babies voice sounded. Our oldest son was the bad A#s type, she knew it would be good to give him direction, NOT our second boy, laid back, friendly slow talker, never liked yelling. SHE WAS NOT LIKING HIS CHOICE. She could not stand to hear the fear in his voice, and the fact he talked so fast and clear ( AS INSTRUCTED). All the while, I'm trying to explain, YES he is scared. he is supposed to be, most kids think they know fear, it is their job to give fear a face, to let u know fear is only an obstacle and not an unpassable force. ALL THE WHILE thanking GOD that the lights were off, I had a grin from ear to ear. Thinking about the life changing experiance boot camp makes. All I can think about is late NOV. and the revisit to MCRD, I have to make the trip again. IT WAS SO EXTREME a feel when I went back for the oldest boys Grad. to see the parade deck and the barricks and those damn yellow footprints, I stood there and could have teared up all day, thinking of all the Marines before and after me, that stood there in THOSE VERY footprints the ones who gave their life, and the ones who were spared that debt. It really makes u take a look at your life and what u have done with it, Not for yourself but for the others who u live for. SORRY to go on, and all the rest of u Service types who sat and read though this, I respect u also, NOW if we are drinking I MAY PICK ON YA,LOL. And would expect some ribbing in return.
Thank you all, and thank YOU C.C. for giving me a place to spill my ever wandering thoughts.
Don
- 3 months ago
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pegdragerc50
- Bronze - Neighborhood Rider
- Points:506
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- Since: 3 months ago
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t001xa22
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- Since: 3 months ago
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Cobra32
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- Since: 3 months ago
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Extreme Ways (Bournes Ultimatu
- From: VixRock
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Extreme Ways (Bournes Ultimatum) - Moby
- 3 months ago
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Part 2 of Why the Silence or O
- From: mcornelsen
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Okay I’ll admit it, there began another “subplot” running just after the accident. Now, if you’re reading this and it already seem confusing, go back and read Part 1 here. For those who are already “in the know” on the what, where, and when that led up to this point, let’s continue. And it goes something like this…
But first a little background. A general theme that runs under the surface of any motorcycle accident is that any injury sustained will be more grievous and severe then if in a car. It stands to reason. High speeds and minimal protective gear make up for an extreme situation in accidents. Insurance companies are aware – very aware – of this fact. This is also why - when state congresses try to pass helmet laws – you’ll find an Insurance PAC somewhere encouraging its passing. ABATE is of course is a counter organization to the Insurance PAC. Its motto is, “Let those who ride – DECIDE”! This is why I support ABATE.
In my life time, I known 2 people killed by accidents on “powersports” vehicle; Renee’ A. Fitts of Colorado Springs and Kenneth Kehn of Elko, Utah. One was not wearing their helmet, the other was. I’ve known about 8 others that were seriously hurt in motorcycle accidents; of them - the mix is “half and half” when it came to helmet usage. Of the worst of these 8; all top three were wearing a helmet. One wearing a DOT “beanie” styled helmet had his left ear almost, literally, ripped off – and this - because of the helmet. Being honest about it, I can’t say that the lack of helmet improved their chances and the fact that wearing a helmet increased their chance of injury – except for that one case. But, again if I chose to wear a helmet – it is my choice. To quote Ben Franklin, “They who can give up essential liberty to obtain a little temporary safety, deserve neither liberty nor safety.” Now that I’ve “ranted” on this soapbox; I will state that I do wear my “safety equipment” more often than not. Besides this “motorcycle accident”, I’ve been in one other and that an old Bell helmet stopped what could have been a fatal accident. (Never Put Armor-All on Motorcycle Seats!) Often I’ll “gauge” conditions to determine what I wear. The accident proved that I was fallible in my process of examination and I know it will at sometime forward - fail again.
Back to the story…
As you know, I had a concern that the “cagers” insurance company was going to total the bike and just forego what I considered a “fair and reasonable” settlement for pulling a NADA “blue book” cost and forcing settlement for that amount. For a 1983 VT750C, this amounts to about $800.00 US. I spent at least 3 times that amount putting her to together in the first place. Believe me - my heart sank.
Then next day was the National H.O.G rally in Oklahoma City I took my son and youngest to the see the rally. Every type of year and model of Harley was there. Even Shadows, VTXs, and OCC bikes were part of the crowd. There was even one Harley that was so beat up, bashed in and tied up with bailing wire I could hardly believe it was “street legal”. But it was and that’s when I started to think about the man who would not let this beast die. It was an old panhead; putting is build date somewhere in the ‘40 and ’50, by my recollection of when panheads came into being… Was it that he had a love affair with this bike – maybe? Was it that this thing took him so many miles that it was part of him or her – more likely? Whatever, the reason – it was not disposable.
Then I started thinking about the tag you’ll find on a lot of electronic devises. You know the one, “No User Serviceable Parts”. I’m not the first one to say it – and won’t be the last – we have become a disposable society. My dad used to tell me about how he used his leather belt to replace a fan belt on a Ford Model T - he owned - when it busted. I remember this guy up town that fixed Mom and Dad’s Black and White Zenith TV. What do you do with broken electronics or appliances today; for most of us - we “sneak” it into trash collection receptacles to be hauled away to the nearest landfill and if we a lucky enough – off to a recycler – usually for a cost. Things once were repairable. Not anymore. For me, I wasn’t going to participate in the waste – it actually made me angry. When I get angry – I get stubborn! They couldn’t have Lil Tam! Whether they “worked” me over or not – I was once again going to restore her! She was going to live once again!
So, once again I began spend “out-of-pocket” to get what I needed to put her back together. But, thing were really sullen around the house– even my better half could see it. Riding and playing guitars is how I decompress after dealing with those, “I would like to choke.” at work. LOL. My job is not hard physically, but; mentally it racks up a toll. So every night, while “Lil’ Tam” was running, I’d rack up 20 or 30 miles just relaxing. Not much by some “long riders” standards – but enough for me. Now that was put on hold for a little while. For those of you that have read Robert Piersig’s novel, “Zen and The Art of Motorcycle Maintenance”; you can understand his statement about how riding a cycle, “put you in the scene…”. This is what I was seriously missing! I was just short of depression. (Remember, you’ll never see a motorcycle outside of a psychiatrist’s office).
I was also concerned about “unknown” damage. I knew something was wrong with the “tranny” but, how extensive it was I didn’t know… And what if all my efforts to restore her would be in vain? The Mrs. And I discussed the possibility of this and agreeded that I would use the moneys obtained from the insurance settlement would go toward a “newer” bike – no matter if “Lil’ Tam” was restored or not… (God, I Love That Woman!)
A couple weeks went by and I hadn’t heard anything more after reporting it to the cagers insurance company. Called them up and found out that they hadn’t yet received an accident report from the Police. So, I rectified that issue, by obtaining one from the local “constabulary” and faxed it to them Within two days, they sent out an examiner to look at “Lil’ Tam”. She took pictures of her, asked about they custom parts, took copies of my doctor bills, and then we discussed the internal damage to the bike and about how much it would cost. (Now, I realize talking about how much “I thought” it was going to cost to repair the bike was a big mistake. Don’t discuss what you think it will cost to repair – get a good estimate – and leave it at that.). She informed me that I would be hearing back from them in about 48 hours. It was only 22 hours.
About noontime, they called me and “informed” me that this is what they were going to pay by “totaling” the bike. And yes it was NADA Blue Book all the way. I was angry, said something about unacceptable and “Lawyer” (Dumb Mistake – the “lawyer” card is one that you don’t want to use – especially on your first conversation with the insurance company! It normally put your claim on hold. Their version of, “Put Up or Shut Up”). Then I asked what about my doctor bills. That is when she informed me that injury claims were handled by a different department. I said, “Ok, can I speak to them”. She politely – yes, her attitude changed – transferred me to that department. I asked about the status of my claim. They said they hadn’t started processing them and if I would like to begin that process. I’m thinking to myself, “Why didn’t you start this anyway?”
It seems a number of insurance companies split their property loss from injury claim to slow things down to their advantage. Causes claimant to negotiate twice and helps them render a cheaper settlement by tiring the claimant out. It’s all about cheap and fast – mainly cheap. But, when you can force them to “tie” the property loss with the injury claim, you quickly “cause” them to reconsider their first proffers. Somehow, I fell into this procedure of tying the two together. The call ended after this.
One week went by then came the second call; It was worth it! Legally, I can’t reveal the amount involved; but, I will say all Dr. Bills paid, enough to pay cost of restoration of Lil’ Tam, and enough to get a “NEW TO ME” bike! And why, because of the little statement on the doctor bill – “Whiplash Like Injury”. Neck and head injuries will always bring out the big $$$. Hey, but by this time all is fine. All healed up and neck muscles are not knotted up.
Breakout the Craigslist, Cycle Trader, and EBay!
My search began on Cycle Trader, I found a 2002 Honda Shadow ACE Deluxe. On Craigslist, I found a 1980 Sportster 1000 Ironhead and a VTX1300. So the process, of elimination began. While waiting for the checks to arrive, I got the chance to review their individual issues. Dropped one because it had a laundry list of problems and another because it was a rebuilt “totaled” bike. So yesterday, went over to Preston’s Motorcycle and ATV in Enid, Oklahoma and began the “gentile jostling” that is the fine art of haggling. Got a “fair” discount. One can always wish a “fairer” discount. I guess I should say it was more a “compromised” discount. I could tell the salesman wished he could have gotten more and I most definitely wished I could have paid less.
So what did I get?
A 2002 Honda Shadow ACE Deluxe with less than 13000 miles! She runs like a dream. Has River Road bags, Memphis Shades Windshield, and V&H pipes. Have a lot of custom work that I’m going to do. At least, maybe, I can now throw more $$$ Alex’s, Kyle's and UWE’s way.
So, why the silence? I didn't want to affect the outcome of the insurance settlement by posting something here I might have regretted. To borrow a line from the late, great OKLAHOMAN, Paul Harvey, "... and now you now the rest of the story!"
And what of “Lil’ Tam”. She’s gotten me this far – and – she’s going to take me a lot further…
- Blog post
- 4 months ago
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Phattkid
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- Since: 5 months ago
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Back in the saddle again
- From: TheTopTron
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Before anything else, I would like to take this opportunity to thank everyone for their support. I didn't think that anyone would pay much attention to it since I said right up front that I was just bitchin about small stuff. But the response I received was wonderful. Thank you, my friends. It meant a great deal to me and I appredciate everyone of you so very much. I have been laying low trying to heal. I tried a ride on the ol Roadie last week, but I soon found out that it wasn't a very good ideal. The poor old Bald-Headed, One-Eyed Trouser Mouse let me know in no uncertain terms that he still had a splitting headache and was best left alone to continue the recoup. So, both of us limped home and the Roadie went back into the shed. Bummer. This past weekend, our band headlined one of our annual regional events. It was a hoot cuz the main drag through town was shut down for festivities. They placed the band in a park at the end of the street... just outside of the end of the road closure. This turned out to be a cluster of epic proportions! There were two other bands playing in different parts of town at the same time so things were supposed to be nicely spread out and we were supposed to send our music down through the main area. However, when we went on, the rest of the areas went empty and everyone came to hear us play and once they were there, they didn't leave. It was hilarious! Hundreds of folks completely clogged the street directly in front of us and closed it whether it was supposed to be closed or not. Cars were backed way up everywhere and the local cops were not the least bit impressed with our popularity. They said if we can't control the crowd they would shut us down. I said that was their job and their problem. I mean we really tried to help them out but there was just no room for everybody so there they were. I told Officer Friendly after his third harassment visit that poor planning on your department's part does not necessarily consitiute an an automatic emergency on our part so deal with it the best you can. We didn't get shutdown, but that is one town I where don't think I would go even one mile and hour over the speed limit in it for a while. I got the living crap scared out of me there, too. When will the freakin "bod sh!t" ever end? I ended up in the emergency room right after the gig cuz both feet cramped up terribly and I suffered paralyzing cramps in both hands near the end of the gig. I mean my index and middle fingers on both hands just went rigid and quit working! I played the last half hour using only my thumb, ring, and pinky finger on my left hand and only my ring and pink fingers on my right hand. I gotta give myself credit though. I played damn good hitting only a couple of clunkers under those extreme circumstances and still finished out the gig. The ER doc said it was a two part problem. Part A was my caused by spinal condition and Part B was that my electrolytes were very low so I kinda short circuited. A IV bag of goodies, another blood check, and I was on the road again. Note to self: next time remember the friggin' GATOR-AIDE!!!! It was such a georgeous day today that I had to try riding the steel horse again. Fortunately, it went a whole lot better and all being said and done, the trouser mouse just grumbled a little bit after a nice ride. As a matter of fact, I think I am gonna saddle up and take off again. You folks have a great evening!
- Blog post
- 5 months ago
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buddysmama
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WARNING, Public Service Announ
- From: RMFIII
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Police Warning
Police are warning all men who frequent clubs, parties & local pubs to be alert and stay cautious when offered a drink by any woman.
Many females use a date-rape-drug on the market called 'Beer’.
The drug is found in liquid form and is available anywhere. It comes in bottles, cans, or from taps and in large kegs.
Female sexual predators use Beer at parties and bars to persuade their male victims to go home and sleep with them.
A woman needs only to get a guy to consume a few units of Beer and then simply ask him home for no-strings-attached sex.
Men are rendered helpless against this approach. After several Beers, men will often succumb to the desires to sleep with horrific looking women to whom they would never normally be attracted.
After drinking Beer, sometimes men awaken with only hazy memories of exactly what was done to them the night before – often with just a vague feeling that 'something bad' has happened.
At other times, these unfortunate men are swindled out of their life's savings, in a familiar scam known as 'a relationship'. In extreme cases, the female may even be shrewd enough to entrap the unsuspecting male into a longer-term form of servitude and punishment referred to as 'marriage'.
Men are much more susceptible to this scam after Beer is administered and sex is offered by the predatory females.
Please forward this warning to every male you know..
If you fall victim to this Beer scam and the women administering it, there are male support groups where you can discuss the details of your shocking encounter with similarly victimized men.
For the support group nearest you, just look up 'Golf Courses' in the phone book. - Blog post
- 5 months ago
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