If that were such a downside, how come AWACs planes don't get shot down?
On a tour of an AWAC plane at Tinker AFB years ago this same question was raised. The colonel giving the tour smiled and said, "For the same reason the guys announcing the football game don't get run over by the players."
Somebody [via highly suspect inference] mentions testosterone and you immediately start thinking about penises. I can trace your connection but find it even less salient and more dubious than theirs (which is very dubious and non-salient).
Anyway...that penis thing...you might do well to think a bit less with yours...it looks to be a tad bit Hurd.
It's not the nozzle on a welding torch. Flashbacks into the mixing body of the torch are fairly common. Usually, there is a "pop", followed by a whistling, and the torch gets real hot real fast. However, if properly set up, there is a flashback preventer where the hoses attach to the torch that contains a brass screen. It's the screen that blocks the flame.
I do some work with NG sub contractors. One is a delight to work with. Working with the other is like staring at the sun through binoculars. People don't answer email, sometimes because they are lazy, sometimes because they quit. When an answer does come in, it is worse than none at all. It's like the worst troll postings on slashdot, full of errors, run-on sentences that confuse more than clarify, and off topic. Absolute nightmare.
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So Raymond Burr was in Tokyo to eat Godzilla?
Maybe they are going to whack that Dyson guy and take his blade-less fan technology.
If that were such a downside, how come AWACs planes don't get shot down?
On a tour of an AWAC plane at Tinker AFB years ago this same question was raised. The colonel giving the tour smiled and said, "For the same reason the guys announcing the football game don't get run over by the players."
...it's a suitcase!
No, I am sure he was misquoted.
Somebody [via highly suspect inference] mentions testosterone and you immediately start thinking about penises. I can trace your connection but find it even less salient and more dubious than theirs (which is very dubious and non-salient).
Anyway...that penis thing...you might do well to think a bit less with yours...it looks to be a tad bit Hurd.
There you go. No charge.
I know one or two telephone linemen who enjoyed listening in to phone conversations when they were supposed to be working.
That I did not know. Thanks.
White space is the buffer band between channels, not unused channels themselves, IIRC.
It's not the nozzle on a welding torch. Flashbacks into the mixing body of the torch are fairly common. Usually, there is a "pop", followed by a whistling, and the torch gets real hot real fast. However, if properly set up, there is a flashback preventer where the hoses attach to the torch that contains a brass screen. It's the screen that blocks the flame.
Now that I know someone else had this happen, I don't feel so paranoid.
On the other hand, I no longer feel like Det. Spooner...
"You are a Smeeee... Your are a Smeeeee... Damn my programming!"
Such as, maybe, giving Larry her phone number?
AC is talking about firewalls and chastity belts. As if there were much difference.
The lack of money is the root of all evil?
Exactly. "The Game It Was Meant To Be"
I do some work with NG sub contractors. One is a delight to work with. Working with the other is like staring at the sun through binoculars. People don't answer email, sometimes because they are lazy, sometimes because they quit. When an answer does come in, it is worse than none at all. It's like the worst troll postings on slashdot, full of errors, run-on sentences that confuse more than clarify, and off topic. Absolute nightmare.
lose, loose,
dike, dyke,
Let's call the whole thing off!
Aren't girlfriends creatures of myth like Santa Claus, the Easter Bunny and Honest Lawyers?
And pumas. Don't forget pumas.
I always thought the secret was, "she's a man."
We call him "Mongo"
26 amps at 350kV?
I don't care what is played over the speakers, as long as it's louder than The Who.
Reading all these posts is making me hungry. Someone pass me another bag of cheetos and a coke.
As much as I dislike the man, I would have to stand with him on this one. Kill the little blue bastards!