geedeeThanks Ant
No, the light is reflection from the sun. she is lit up at night though but by spot lights
geedeeand again
but from a different angle…
geedeeOriginally posted by von Perthes
geedee,I think the film your thinking of is ‘Dark Blue World’ which is indeed out on DVD, my local branch of HMV has it in their current sale, though that’s not much use to you.
Geoff.
Thanks for the info. Will have to look out for it when I move back in 3 weeks time
geedeeGot a genuine question here…..shock horror probe etc etc
I would have thought the native language for Pakistan would not be English and am intrigued why the T’shirts have slogans written in English as opposed to the country’s national language
its a bit like the British Bobby wearing a flack jacket…or riot vest or whatever they call them…with a slogan written in Nepalese !
Doesnt make sense
I also dont believe in flaming flaming ! If you want to have a dig at others, do it somewhere else….or get totally ignored from now on !
geedeeGot a genuine question here…..shock horror probe etc etc
I would have thought the native language for Pakistan would not be English and am intrigued why the T’shirts have slogans written in English as opposed to the country’s national language
its a bit like the British Bobby wearing a flack jacket…or riot vest or whatever they call them…with a slogan written in Nepalese !
Doesnt make sense
I also dont believe in flaming flaming ! If you want to have a dig at others, do it somewhere else….or get totally ignored from now on !
geedeeA guy is strolling down the street in London when he comes across an old lamp. He picks it up, rubs it vigorously, and out pops a genie. The genie offers to grant him one wish.
The guy says, “I’ve always wanted to be lucky.”
The genie grants his wish. Off the bloke strolls, wondering how this will change his life, when he spies 10 quid on the footpath. Not a bad start, he thinks. As he picks up the money, he notices a Ladbrokes betting shop across the road. He strolls over, looks through the racing lists, and sees a horse named Lucky Lad at 100/1 in the 4th at Ascot. He puts the 10 quid on the nose, and what do you know, the horse bolts in.
Feeling on a bit of a roll, he heads to the local illegal casino, fronts up at the roulette table, and puts the whole 1,010 quid on “lucky seven.” Round and round the wheel spins, and “bang!” It lands lucky seven.
Now he’s really flying … what better way to celebrate than to head to the local brothel for some horizontal folk dancing. He knocks and enters, when all of a sudden he is showered with streamers and handed a glass of champagne.
The madam of the establishment puts her arm around him and says, “Welcome, sir! We have much pleasure in informing you that you are our lucky 1000th customer, and you have won the right to enjoy the pleasures on offer from any girl who works here, absolutely free of charge.”
The bloke says that he’s always fancied making it with an Indian girl. So he is ushered into one of the rooms. In strolls the most gorgeous subcontinental woman he has ever seen. Not much time passes before clothing is strewn around the room and the Karma Sutra (pp. 101 to 532) is being well and truly tested.
At one point, the guy pauses and says to the girl, “You are one of the most beautiful women I’ve ever seen in my life. I can’t believe how lucky I am. But there is one thing I don’t really like about Indian women. I don’t like that red spot that you all have on your forehead.”
The Indian girl looks him in the eye and says, “Sir, I am here to please you and succumb to your every desire. If you wish to see it gone, then please scratch off my caste mark.”
So the bloke goes at it with his fingernail. All of a sudden, he leans back and starts laughing his ass off.
“What’s wrong, what’s wrong?” asks the Indian girl.
The bloke replies, “You’re not going to believe this, but I’ve just won a car!”
geedeeA guy is strolling down the street in London when he comes across an old lamp. He picks it up, rubs it vigorously, and out pops a genie. The genie offers to grant him one wish.
The guy says, “I’ve always wanted to be lucky.”
The genie grants his wish. Off the bloke strolls, wondering how this will change his life, when he spies 10 quid on the footpath. Not a bad start, he thinks. As he picks up the money, he notices a Ladbrokes betting shop across the road. He strolls over, looks through the racing lists, and sees a horse named Lucky Lad at 100/1 in the 4th at Ascot. He puts the 10 quid on the nose, and what do you know, the horse bolts in.
Feeling on a bit of a roll, he heads to the local illegal casino, fronts up at the roulette table, and puts the whole 1,010 quid on “lucky seven.” Round and round the wheel spins, and “bang!” It lands lucky seven.
Now he’s really flying … what better way to celebrate than to head to the local brothel for some horizontal folk dancing. He knocks and enters, when all of a sudden he is showered with streamers and handed a glass of champagne.
The madam of the establishment puts her arm around him and says, “Welcome, sir! We have much pleasure in informing you that you are our lucky 1000th customer, and you have won the right to enjoy the pleasures on offer from any girl who works here, absolutely free of charge.”
The bloke says that he’s always fancied making it with an Indian girl. So he is ushered into one of the rooms. In strolls the most gorgeous subcontinental woman he has ever seen. Not much time passes before clothing is strewn around the room and the Karma Sutra (pp. 101 to 532) is being well and truly tested.
At one point, the guy pauses and says to the girl, “You are one of the most beautiful women I’ve ever seen in my life. I can’t believe how lucky I am. But there is one thing I don’t really like about Indian women. I don’t like that red spot that you all have on your forehead.”
The Indian girl looks him in the eye and says, “Sir, I am here to please you and succumb to your every desire. If you wish to see it gone, then please scratch off my caste mark.”
So the bloke goes at it with his fingernail. All of a sudden, he leans back and starts laughing his ass off.
“What’s wrong, what’s wrong?” asks the Indian girl.
The bloke replies, “You’re not going to believe this, but I’ve just won a car!”
geedeeI agree with your description of a deep stall.
Surely you mean an anti-clockwise rotation ?
Lets assume you are viewing the unfortunate plane from the left hand side (cockpit to the left of your computer monitor) and tailplane towards the right hand side.
In a deep stall the nose is going to be pointing somewhere up towards the top left hand corner of your monitor.
What I dont know is how much percentage of the available thrust can you use with the reverser’s engaged before you blow them overboard.
If you then pile on reverse gear, the thrust is going to be directed towards the left hand side of your monitor and should….theoreitically, and with assitance from the elevator which should beome ‘unblanked’ in the process…..pull the tail up and towards the right hand side. This would bring the nose down and enable a fauirly conventional…if not a bit steep… normal stall recovery ?. Hate to think how much height you would lose !.
If I was in a real life situation (dont tell the crew on the Tristar that I’m flying back in, to UK on next Saturday !!!) I would personally try the reversing bit first.
geedeeNever mind….I have a cunning plan…
geedeeOriginally posted by Ja Worsley
That C-130 actually did land, I remember reading about it somewhere, cool thought though.Anyway here’s more Canadian humor
Ja
you are quite correct, the Herc did do what it shows in the piccies. I can confirm this cos I read an article in National Geographic that I brought a few weeks ago (All the National Geographic magazines, cover to cover on 32 CD’s !!) It happened in the early sixties, I’ll fire up the software later on and confirm dates and other details if anyone is interested.
geedeeOriginally posted by Ja Worsley
That C-130 actually did land, I remember reading about it somewhere, cool thought though.Anyway here’s more Canadian humor
Ja
you are quite correct, the Herc did do what it shows in the piccies. I can confirm this cos I read an article in National Geographic that I brought a few weeks ago (All the National Geographic magazines, cover to cover on 32 CD’s !!) It happened in the early sixties, I’ll fire up the software later on and confirm dates and other details if anyone is interested.
geedeeOriginally posted by Hand87_5
GARY2 : the return ……….. he will be back!!!!!!!Any plan to become Governor Gary ? 😀
absolutely !
I have no closets in my skeleton !!!
geedeeOriginally posted by Hand87_5
GARY2 : the return ……….. he will be back!!!!!!!Any plan to become Governor Gary ? 😀
absolutely !
I have no closets in my skeleton !!!
geedeeOriginally posted by Snapper
Geedee, where are you know? Welcome home.
Thanks mate ! last few months have been verry strange without using the pc I can tell you !!!!! Looks like I missed out on alot of stuff
Still our here !!!.
Been b*gg*red around on the job front for a while but have now got a date when my job finish’s, so have been busy getting stuff organised like getting the unnacompanied baggage dates sorted, dates for bringing the dog…and horse back, winding down on the job…seeing all the stuff I hadnt got round to seeing over the past three years etc etc !.
Its settling down out here a bit at last but I can now confirm that my stuff will be packed 6 Nov and should be delivered to my UK address around early Dec (quite a trip by sea !) . All I gotta do then is unpack and get the pc set up to catch up with you guys…in the mean time I’m now around until then.
geedeeI brought the ‘HULK’ the day it appeared in the cinema’s (Does anyone still go to those ?) downtown…..on DVD. Watched it and want to rename it ‘SULK’.
Gimme the original comics any day !!!. Its a poor day in Hollywood…or wherever…when the computer generated hero is still KRAPPE (Olde englishe spellinge !).
If you havent seen it yet….dont bother.
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