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June 13th, 2010
So we came back from the 8hour drive from FL to NC. We stayed at Tim's for a few hours and ate Pizza Hut.
We went to SportsFest this morning, and I was able to play some volleyball and eat a sugar cookie.
We left early...at around 11 but the Durham people left earlier than us...around 8.
This morning I almost peed in my pants because the Girls Bathroom door was locked, and I didn't wanna wake up anyone.
Anyways we ate Subway for breakfast, Popeye's for Lunch, and Pizza Hut for Dinner :)
On the way back we played some punching game with cars.
Hummers = 5 punches
and Beetles, Porshias, and Volkswagons.
This loco was built by Škoda in 1991 or 1992 (serial number 8839).
CD 163 098-7 arrives at Ústí nad Labem with train Os6825 (06:25 from Chomutov) on Sunday, July 3rd, 2005.
An Me-163 rocket-powered manned interceptor -- on display at the Museum of the USAF in Dayton, Ohio. Read all about it in the scientific tourist #56.
"Sharp" - Eventually managed a shot that was as sharp as these scissors... Trying to catch-up on some of the themes I've missed
Sukhoi SU22 serial 163 ex Peruvian Air Force seen preserved at Las Palmas AB, Lima Peru in November 2014
A new filler neck gasket was pulled from stock and fitted with rubber sealant, same stuff I used on the minibus windscreen so it should hold water now. The cap was rusting so a blast with paint and I will look for w new one, one with a chain mount. It is a very low pressure cap at just 4lbs. This opens up when the engine is running and allows water into the engine from the Lothian header tank.
Day 163
February 15, 2012
The Advice Column
“The friend who can be silent with us in a moment of despair or confusion, who can stay with us in an hour of grief and bereavement, who can tolerate not knowing... not healing, not curing... that is a friend who cares.” -Henri Nouwen
He tells me it's all just a matter of perception. But he's been looking at me upside-down for a while now.
Don't tell me that changing the way I think will change the way I feel. Please don't regurgitate the tender advice of "Just get over it." Don't say that I can be stronger or more forgiving. Don't say I should talk to God or a counselor or your friend who is so happy now. Don't suggest I exercise more or get a new hobby as a distraction. Don't tell me about a future that you know no more about than I do.
Just please....please.....understand. And if you can't understand, then please just let me be.