Eating donuts, drinking diet coke, watching law and order. life is :rolleyes:

The fantasy 'cop' life, huh?!;):D:rolleyes:

Reminded me of a time I ordered two donuts at a Dunkin and then a diet coke and the clerk did a blatant :rolleyes:.

Wirelessly posted (BlackBerry9630/4.7.1.40 Profile/MIDP-2.0 Configuration/CLDC-1.1 VendorID/105)

More spring training. Ft. Myers has a very nice stadium and a much better beer selection than the Yankees do.

Every week we have the announcement: please remember to turn off your m:rolleyes:bile ph:rolleyes:nes.

And every week at least one phone goes off.

So what you're saying is that your church is basically like flying.

If there were EQMs involved I might go to church more often.

Last Night's Dream
 

I woke up around 8:00 AM this morning in a cold sweat after an extremely realistic dream of being in a plane crash. For some odd reason, I was flying a UA 717 on MDW-ORD (yes, none of that really exists, so odds are, it won't come true, at least not in this manner). About 15-20 passengers were on board. I was seated one row behind the exit row. Everything was normal at first, but we made a very steep bank onto the final approach at ORD, and were still too high, so the pilots put the plane into a bit of a dive to drop some altitude. As we approached the runway and leveled off some, we were still way too fast, hit the runway, bounced up, and over to the left and touched down again to the left of the runway, which was down in a ravine with the runway above us to the right. This was followed by more bouncing around, and finally, the plane coming to a stop. I grabbed my bag from the overhead (yep, shouldn't have done that, but apparently didn't want to lose a trip report :rolleyes: I had spent hours doing the night before for work — trip reports are the bane of my existance in my job) and went up one row to the exit. The lady in the exit row had opened it, but not jumped out. Apparently this 717 was now like a 757, with a real door and slide at the exit row, which was no longer over the wing (yeah, I know, weird). I was the first one out that exit, and vividly felt the experience of jumping out, holding my bag in front of me to my chest, and landing on the slide, riding it down to the bottom, standing up on the ground, and running away.

The amazing thing about all this was there was no fire, and the plane was pretty much intact. We got back inside the terminal, and then everything was pretty much normal. I realized a cousin I've barely ever spoken to in my entire life, and haven't seen since his wedding in 2005, was on the same flight. We went to the US Airways club for a drink (yeah, right) and to wait out our connecting flight to IAH, which apparently was on US. At that point I woke up.

Yeah, that's pretty messed up.

Same here -- although then the pastor says that said offender is 'expected' to make a $100 donation!;):D

It's actually funny when the phone that goes off belongs to the person that made the annoucement.

:D :D :D

Heh, heh!:D

Yikes!:eek:

I recommend a relaxing vacation. You know, like the Corona commercials w/o phones and computers.

W:eek:W!