Eye Crosser Knot Videos

Turks head knot With your left hand facing palm up make three round turns around your left hand. Pull the turn closest to your thumb under the second turn then pull the running end through the bight. Cross all turns with the running end placing it nearest to your thumb. Turn your hand over and tuck the running end under the turn nearest it and leave it nearest your fingertips. Pull a bight from the topmost turn under then feed the running end from bottom up through that eye. The running end now is tucked in to parallel the standing part and you continue to follow to fill out the knot. Views: 2154 Rating: (2 ratings)

VALS BLACK EYE & GARYS PROMISE kl Views: 663 Rating: (4 ratings)

Portuguese Bowline This method makes the knot quick and easy to tie. It is useful when you expect a blow and need to take a few turns around your winch to use as an additional hardpoint. In this case I am simulating a mast winch but the process can be used on a horizontally mounted winch as well. The secret is to form the bowline eye by capsizing an overhand knot. With the standing part in your left hand form a turn around the winch from top to bottom then cross the running end over the standing part to form an overhand knot. Then pull the running end parallel to the standing part to capsize the knot and form the eye of the bowline. Then pass the running end behind the standing part and back through the eye to finish the knot. The difference is that this version of the Portugese Bowline is tied in the middle of the rope and has a double turn. The result is a knot that can take more weight than a single line. As an added safety factor you can pass the running end over the winch to prevent the possibility of the knot coming untied. Views: 378 Rating: (2 ratings)

"WHAT? YOU RUN OUT OF EYE MAKEUP? kl Views: 380 Rating: (2 ratings)

SOiL - Cross My Heart Soil, often typeset as SOiL, is a four piece rock band from Chicago, Illinois, United States, founded by Shaun Glass, Tom Schofield, Tim King, and Adam Zadel. Soil was originally formed in 1997 by members of death metal acts Broken Hope and Oppressor as a side project to their own bands. Enjoy! And remember to buy the album! http://www.soil-music.com/ - Lyrics - Gut knotted, you don't care Mind rotting, through my stare You walk away Lifeless feeling in my mind Bloody hands seem so divine You think it'll go away Cross my heart, hope to die I lost my dream today I lost my dream today I lost my.... Cross my heart, hope to die Pluck out my f**ing eye I am broken everywhere Loveless bastard, I don't care I walk away Tell me something I don't know Tell me how I need to grow Emotions drain (Dream today) YOU, you walked away YOU, never planned to stay YOU, you walk away, just get away, just stay away I said YOU, never plan to stay, just walk away, just stay away I swear Cross my heart hope to die Cross my heart hope to, dear god my, Guts knotted, showed no care Mind rotted through my stare You walked away Lifeless feeling everyday Bloody hands were my decay You thought it'd go away (Lyricsdomain) Views: 1210* Rating: (9 ratings)

DONNA MILLS, BEFORE THE EYES HAD IT ("1973") KL Views: 370 Rating: (2 ratings)

The Pharcyde - On the DL The Pharcyde - On the DL Album: Bizarre Ride II the Pharcyde So here it is Fuck it Friends or no friends I had enough bullshit To last me clear to the ends of my term I hate worms So ima bring in the fish And induce my backhand To refrain from my fist Yeah I wish that I change Then I could shed all the (main) You trippin on my ego But all my shit is sustained Order order I cross the border for a spot in the sun Im so down with myself Bitch I could chill as a bum ho hum Drum Im so burnt that Im beat I got my fears on my nerves And the crowd on my feet The only one who has my (back) is me In reality, see Im constantly fightin heavy When we journey through the sea Oui oui monsieur Im true to the game I believe my friends you (slip) me I might have the ego but youll tell me whore trippin I know And it shows I can look at your nose And just tell that youre effected by the e-g-o On the downlow (x3) I woke up in the mornin to a girl whos butts soft Gotta brush my teeth Clean my nuts off Put on the gear that ima wear throughout my day But before I take a shower I aint ashamed to say When I think of the night before, and the heat of passion Your big brown booty My mind starts flashin Im lookin in the mirror with my cock on rock Should I pursue to do you Or just stroke my knot While my girl is asleep Im caught in a jam Went to the bathroom With cocoa-butter in my hand Closed the door behind me Locked it very tight Thinkin of all the naughty things we did last night Slipped out my underoos sat on the toilet bowl And let the hand I hold the mike with Take control Closed my eyes tight so it would seem more real Im thinkin about the crazy ways you made me feel As my thoughts get deeper And a little more intense If you dont know what comes next Well youre just too dense On the downlow (x3) [man you pharcyde yknow what Im sayin dude, this is it Man damn, tre] Hes chasin me Scrapin my knee on the cement Is what I did What dug Look under the rug And I got it Hit him in the heart with my (night struck a) slug But no This nigga had to go Peep this I was asleep He climbed in my window Grabbed me around the neck Said scream and youre dead I thought it was the devil cause his face was glowin red He was a brother But this brother had the devil in his eye He was out to get i-m-a-n-i First I (took) my trigger finger with a wiggle The devil jumps into my eyes and then I giggle In the back of my head You know imani feels no shame Ive got my nine I said With my millimeter go bang I got him Hes crippled so he crawls across the floor Hes bleeding everywhere and now hes reachin for the door Bang bang bang Yep I got im again His storys soundin sad Like the movie ben But um Anyway Im just protectin my shit cause if it wasnt me hes killin Then my moms mighta got it Its on the downlow Dont tell nobody I killed him all right? On the downlow On the downlow On the downlow cause you should know (x2) Flip fly caught you soarin sky high But a Fly slip wash you up fly drip my Eyes cry Tears fear A baby eagle seagull shit falls quicker than a local hero Zero from zero leaves nothin Now aint that somethin? And all this time you been wantin somethin For nothin The crew has pushed your button cause your frame is on recall The homeys kick the (fact) cause its wack to let you fall (why doesnt what) youre rollin in the hood So niggas that dont wantcha And youre fucked Crazy fucked Like the slut heather hunter (with me) the one that punches shit I know youll get the pick With the cars and the girls And the ego and the loot chief Ill make this brief Id be lyin through my teeth If I told you you was dope And your benefits was reaped From my ego Those (libro) kids are creepin with the steel And youre cappin bout this rappin And theyre cavin in the grille On the downlow On the downlow On the downlow cause you should know bout the downlow On the downlow On the downlow cause you should know Views: 1040 Rating: (3 ratings)

Four Dimension Story on Fourth Dimension: Have you ever considered how a four-dimensional being would appear to you if it suddenly came into your room? I think they would resemble flesh-colored balloons constantly changing in size. We would see disconnected blobs of flesh, some attached to claws, teeth, lips, eyes, or hair. Let me tell you why. Think of it this way. Consider a two-dimensional world resembling a sheet of paper. How would you appear to the inhabitants of such a world if you tried to interact with with them? The 2-D creatures would only see cross-sections of you as you intersected their universe. Your finger would look like a flat disc that grew in size as you pushed it through their world. Your five fingers might looked like five separate circles. They would just see irregular shapes with skin boundaries as you entered their world. Similarly, a hyperbeing who lived in the fourth dimension would have a cross-section in our space that looked liked a bunch of skin blobs. A 4-D being would be a god to us. It would see everything in our world. It could even look inside your stomach and remove your breakfast without cutting through your skin, just like you could remove a dot inside a circle by moving it up into the third dimension, perpendicular to the circle, without breaking the circle. A hyperbeing can effortlessly remove things before your very eyes, giving you the impression that the objects simply disappeared. The hyperbeing can also see inside any 3-D object or life form, and if necessary remove anything from inside. The being can look inside our intestines, or remove a tumor from our brain without ever cutting through the skin. A pair of gloves can be easily transformed into two left or two right gloves. And 3-D knots fall apart in the hands of a hyperbeing, much as a 2-D knot (a loop of string lying on a plane) can easily be undone by a 3-D being simply by lifting the end of the loop up into the third dimension. Hipercubo: Hipercubo, is the Cubo in four dimension.This film shows in the one ortogonal projecção of hipercubo when it is looked at directamente for one of its vertices (i.e., in the extremity of a great diagonal line) while hipercubo parallel goes being cut to one of its edges. The initial slice is simply an edge, but, belonging to the slice the three cubical faces of hipercubo, the edge is changedded into a triangular prism, its three sides rectangulares covers the three cubes that contain the initial edge. Each vertex of hipercubo belongs the four cubes, thus, in each extremity of the initial edge, exists plus a cube; the triangular faces emerge of these cubes to the measure that they go being sliced in the direcção of a vertex. This prism grows until the o point where the triangles from above and of low are to one terço to cross the respective cube. From this point the triangles are truncated and are changedded into hexagons. The slice of hipercubo is now a hexagonal prism. The three original sides rectangulares of the prism had grown until the its maximum dimension to the measure that part the respective cubes, shrinking later in width. At this moment the slice begins to enter inside of three cubes adds with first edge, adding three sides, forming the hexagonal prism. These sides increase its dimension to the measure that the original ones go shrinking, the prism are changedded into a triangular prism when the slice passes for more three vertices of hipercubo. Finally the prism shrinks in order to changed itself into the opposing edge to the original. Views: 96442 Rating: (82 ratings)

Jessica two face (written by me) I made this when i woke up as you might be able to tell from the hair. shouldve let my vocals warm up first but its ok , gets the point across. oh and the song is about a shy girl with an alter ego that takes over when she goes out at night. lyrics: She speaks quietly and keeps her secrets locked In the box of daylight She wears the key around her neck with a piece of string Only takes it off at night She'll never hurt you Shell never Leave you She'll never look you in the eye She'll never cross you She'll never tell you All about her second life Jessica plays romeo and juliet in the story of her life Jessica will you knot know when you are dead which part of you has died because i know which part is alive Its All Lies till the middle of the night Jess is coming to see you Views: 59 Rating: (0 ratings)

EPISODE #76 The People vs. Gary Ewing 5-1 Karen is very upset that Diana's gone. Mack is sure that Chip killed Ciji, and they put out an APB for them. Val is dogged by reporters. A "mystery man" helps her escape them. Abby is mad that Mitch is still defending Gary. He tells Abby that she can't fire him, as Gary is his client. Gary's mad and says he can't trust Abby. On the stand, Janet admits that Gary was charged because of the way he worded his statement, and that there are other suspects. The judge drops Gary's charges and releases him. Ecstatic, Gary looks around for Val, catches her eye and smiles at her. Abby sees this and quickly hugs him, but Gary continues to smile at Val. Views: 594 Rating: (3 ratings)

EPISODE #319 BATHS & SHOWERS Pierce blackmails Mort into giving him information on Greg's business deals. Greg suspects a leak, so Mort tells Pierce he can't risk helping him anymore. Kate's old tennis friend Vanessa shows up and asks to stay with Kate. Claudia wants Alex out, so she tells Greg that he is blackmailing her, and that Ruth was in pain, so she let her die. Greg gives Alex a job so he can keep an eye on him. Alex asks Kate out. Claudia wants him to leave Kate alone, so she sleeps with Alex. Alex goes to pick up Kate, and tells Kate that Vanessa's really good looking. Val's publisher asks her to write a biography of Greg. No one wants her to do it, and Mac and Karen are scared of how it will affect Meg and Paige, but Val decides to go ahead with it. Views: 956 Rating: (0 ratings)

EPISODE #78 Nowhere to Run 5-3 Abby and Gary move to the ranch. Abby gets an office in town - complete with apartment. She and Westmont secretly start a subsidiary of Gary's company. Gary offers Laura a position as his real estate investor and asks her to keep an eye on Abby. Police find that Diana used her credit card in Oklahoma, so Karen and Mack fly there. Diana assures Chip she loves him. After being spotted by a state trooper, they take off down a dirt road. They find an abandoned shack. The next morning, Chip and Diana find they are surrounded by police and Chip pretends to hold Diana hostage. A policeman shoots, which causes confusion, and Chip is arrested. Karen tries to hug Diana, but Diana pushes her away, and runs to police car and tells Chip she loves him. A reporter asks Diana a question, and she replies "It's not Miss Fairgate. It's Mrs. Tony Fenice." Views: 650 Rating: (4 ratings)

Nas- New York State of Mind II Album:I Am Broken glass in the hallway, bloodstained floors Neighbors, look at every bag you bring through your doors Lock the top lock, momma shoulda cuffed me to the radiator Why not? It might've saved later from my block N.Y. cops, hookers crawlin off the stroll, coughin stitches in they head, stinkin and I dread thinkin they be snitchin But who else, could it be, shook at these, unmarked vans Parked in the dark -- NARC's, where's your heart? Hustlers starve; they bust a U-e I jog to my building -- come out later wearin camouflage See the sergeant and the captain -- strangle men Niggaz gaspin for air; til they move no more and just stare with dead eyes -- tired of riots, shit is quiet Simple-minded fools infiltrate grimy crews Overcrowded cribs, uncles home from bids, sister's pregnant father's on drugs, moms is smokin, beds is piss-infested Had eight partners growin up, eight turned to seven Seven turned to six niggaz, got two in heaven Six of us, holdin it, now it's five rollin thick The sixth one's parole flipped; five niggaz, went to fo' quick when he went O.T., college life, converted into gangbangin Four niggaz still hangin, years passed and slang changin Three of us now, fourth nigga ain't around We all thought he was real -- he did the snake shit Fake shit -- beat his ass down, yo his mouth could've got us all wasted, what a fuckin clown All I got left in the end is two of my best friends And we all goin out, to the death for these ends, WHAT? I'm at the, gamblin spot, my hands on a knot New York Yankee cap cover my eyes, stand in one spot I take a nigga dough, send him home, to a shoebox You lost that nigga I put your dollar in the jukebox Hear my favorite song, all these niggaz sing along All the ciggarette smoke's cloggin my lungs, hoodrats flashin they tongue Young thugs blastin they gun, we got reputations Bitches and niggaz both on parole or probation Shit is sick, niggaz got gats, army fatigues I got my eyes glued on, whoever walk in the lead Cause I ain't playin, niggaz'll run up in here and shoot up this shit Stick yo' ass up, niggaz'll find the loot in your kicks Bunch of triple-cross niggaz, just New York niggaz Lift you off your feet when they was just talkin with you Some of these dudes the Feds be on em, you knew em for years Be the type when you walk in a pub, they offer you beers That ain't gangsta, niggaz is up North with tatted tears Your name's on the affadavit, you ratted kid Faggot-ass niggaz that be scared to do they bids Fuck you, we run you out of N.Y, you can't live Got your quiet niggaz, that relocated down South comin back to floss, then you got the jealous loudmouths All of a sudden we got Crips and Bloods, D.T.'s runnin round quick to split your mug, it's ea-sy to score but it's hard to get the shit off Niggaz fightin over hundred sales, jump in the car and drive off When the fiend come around the block, happy as hell Niggaz, mad cause they ain't get a piece of that sale Cutthroat connivers, universal, ghetto survivors Go to any hood that's live and make it liver A lot of niggaz scheamin, some real, some niggaz frontin But I'm a big dreamer, so watch me come up with somethin Views: 6395 Rating: (15 ratings)

Cradle of Filth - Medusa and Hemlock Cradle of Filth - Medusa and Hemlock Dim the lights, wrong the rites Toss the puerile cross away We are gashing from a venomous womb Burning bright, dead of night Pyres stain a milky way Lust is splashing the dark side of the moon In the Samhain mist We lay in welcome by the western gate With the five fold kiss For every soul returning From the fecund abyss Where nature's travesties congregate With a stone cold wish To see the wicker man burning The wind, she whispers Through the graveyards of our hearts Wreathed in dreams As she weaves her witchcraft We breathe, enamoured Of the conquering dark Medusa and Hemlock Harvest past, fires cast Ashen shades this Halloween We are set now to Beherit the earth Widdershins, death begins To fashion fete to gallow scenes Sprits rising to discredit rebirth In the Samhain mist We lay in welcome by the western gate With the five fold kiss For every soul returning From the fecund abyss Where nature's travesties congregate With a stone cold wish To see the wicker man burning The wind, she flitters Through the forest of our hearts Wreathed in leaves As she weaves her witchcraft We breathe, enamoured Of the conquering dark I will trace the knot of serpents in your hair Plot your face, then ascending marble stares You shall pluck me, masked, from roses-in-despair Tasting my blood That runs from worming tongue like prayer Under pagan veneer snakes a fear That makes the stars Grieve, just to be Uncharted on this eve When part of me chars a path Through your heavenly constellations Medusa and Hemlock Back to black, hinges crack Rituals call obscenities Sheets of demons rush insanity skies Tread the salt, the dead exult Preachers beg our clemency Seeking warmth in humanity's eyes We who kept the candle by the vault We who kept the candle on the cult Views: 19831 Rating: (41 ratings)

lil Boosie - I Remember Album: lil boosie - Bad Azz I Remember nigga Boosie Bad Azz I Remember nigga (2x) [Boosie Talking] Now I remember everything From them cold night on the block I remember the struggle I remember the shine I remember they faces when they saw me shine Nigga I remember everything [Verse 1 - Boosie] Outside with no shirt (I remember nigga) Talked loud in that church (I remember nigga) Nigga stole all my work (I remember nigga) Kirby took my lick in court (I remember nigga) Them plantation days, do you remember that the good times that we had in big digem lac Do you remember debra proch when it was hot and steaming Do you remember when we moved shop down there by leman Do you remember at the room hoes caughting semen Do you remember I busted two with the green eye demon yeah nigga I remember cross the tracks when capt. ricks and kenny wayne had a gang of that crack Mane I remember all that when E-40 was jamming everybody play B's and D's listening to that dayton family I remember daddy-O when he put me on syrup Remember Junior was 14 working with a quarter bird nigga [Chorus - Boosie] 2x Them long night on the block (I remember nigga) Went from a little to a lot (I remember nigga) In this world with no dreams (I remember nigga) Gone off X and codine (I remember nigga) [Verse 2 - Boosie] When daddy left this world (I remember nigga) Tha nights I made them lil girls (I remember nigga) Grandpa preaching at church (I remember nigga) Grucen gave me my first work (I remember nigga) me and big chris on the block (I remember nigga) walk in the school with a knot (I remember nigga) Remember nobody aint like us (I remember nigga) When I set it off with titus (I remember nigga) 17 I was a donkey killing my own people serving my own uncles gave life to trell (I remember nigga) When he touch down I caused hell (I remember nigga) My first fifty block of weed (I remember nigga) I wouldn't nothing but 19 (I remember nigga) When I first meet tee and mel (I remember nigga) when y'all got me out of jail (I remember nigga) Yeah (I remember nigga) [Chorus - Boosie] 2x [Verse 3 - Boosie] First time I rode clean (I remember nigga) Got my heart broke at 14 (I remember nigga) member the first nigga I robbed (I remember) I remember them tears cried I remember they killed "I" I remember them pills I used to pop that had a nigga Frenzy same niggas I used to pop wit now they envy cousins frenzy I'm on some flossed out shit I go to emmy when I wanna floss my wrist member daddy used to hit momma when times was hard but it never showed on her boys cause her boys was spoiled member my beamer, my maginum, and my 45 member my silver STS with the fresh ties my old school monte' carlo nigga, candy black member my Ram Truck my old school cadillac member my benz that was black but I wet it silver Remember my orange and black race car with them ??? nigga I remember everything I remember (3x) I Remember nigga Views: 740 Rating: (0 ratings)

What Insensitivity, Indifference And Cowardice Allow Others To Do - Educational Video Director: Paul Julian/Les Goldman. Producer: Paul Julian. Public domain video. "The_Hangman" poem by Maurice Ogden, read by Herschel Bernardi. Musical score by Serge Hovey. POEM: Into our town the hangman came, smelling of gold and blood and flame. He paced our bricks with a different air, and built his frame on the courthouse square. The scaffold stood by the courthouse side, only as wide as the door was wide with a frame as tall, or a little more, than the capping sill of the courthouse door. And we wondered whenever we had the time, Who the criminal? What the crime? The hangman judged with the yellow twist of knotted hemp in his busy fist. And innocent though we were with dread, we passed those eyes of buckshot lead. Till one cried, "Hangman, who is he, for whom you raised the gallows-tree?" Then a twinkle grew in his buckshot eye and he gave a riddle instead of reply. "He who serves me best," said he "Shall earn the rope on the gallows-tree." And he stepped down and laid his hand on a man who came from another land. And we breathed again, for anothers grief at the hangmans hand, was our relief. And the gallows frame on the courthouse lawn by tomorrow's sun would be struck and gone. So we gave him way and no one spoke out of respect for his hangmans cloak. The next day's sun looked mildly down on roof and street in our quiet town; and stark and black in the morning air the gallows-tree on the courthouse square. And the hangman stood at his usual stand with the yellow hemp in his busy hand. With his buckshot eye and his jaw like a pike, and his air so knowing and business-like. And we cried, "Hangman, have you not done, yesterday with the alien one?" Then we fell silent and stood amazed. "Oh, not for him was the gallows raised." He laughed a laugh as he looked at us, "Do you think I've gone to all this fuss, To hang one man? That's the thing I do. To stretch the rope when the rope is new." Above our silence a voice cried "Shame!" and into our midst the hangman came; to that mans place, "Do you hold," said he, "With him that was meat for the gallows-tree?" He laid his hand on that one's arm and we shrank back in quick alarm. We gave him way, and no one spoke, out of fear of the hangmans cloak. That night we saw with dread surprise the hangmans scaffold had grown in size. Fed by the blood beneath the chute, the gallows-tree had taken root. Now as wide, or a little more than the steps that led to the courthouse door. As tall as the writing, or nearly as tall, half way up on the courthouse wall. The third he took, we had all heard tell, was a usurer..., an infidel. And "What" said the hangman, "Have you to do with the gallows-bound..., and he a Jew?" And we cried out, "Is this one he who has served you well and faithfully?" The hangman smiled, "It's a clever scheme to try the strength of the gallows beam." The fourth man's dark accusing song had scratched our comfort hard and long. "And what concern," he gave us back, "Have you ... for the doomed and black?" The fifth, the sixth, and we cried again, "Hangman, hangman, is this the man?" "It's a trick", said he, "that we hangman know for easing the trap when the trap springs slow." And so we ceased and asked now more as the hangman tallied his bloody score. And sun by sun, and night by night the gallows grew to monstrous height. The wings of the scaffold opened wide until they covered the square from side to side. And the monster cross beam looking down, cast its shadow across the town. Then through the town the hangman came and called through the empty streets...my name. I looked at the gallows soaring tall and thought ... there's no one left at all for hanging ... and so he called to me to help take down the gallows-tree. And I went out with right good hope to the hangman's tree and the hangman's rope. He smiled at me as I came down to the courthouse square...through the silent town. Supple and stretched in his busy hand, was the yellow twist of hempen strand. He whistled his tune as he tried the trap and it sprang down with a ready snap. Then with a smile of awful command, He laid his hand upon my hand. "You tricked me Hangman." I shouted then, "That your scaffold was built for other men, and I'm no henchman of yours." I cried. "You lied to me Hangman, foully lied." Then a twinkle grew in his buckshot eye, "Lied to you...tricked you?" He said "Not I...for I answered straight and told you true. The scaffold was raised for none but you." ." "For who has served more faithfully? With your coward's hope." said He, "And where are the others that might have stood side by your side, in the common good?" "Dead!" I answered, and amiably "Murdered," the Hangman corrected me. "First the alien ... then the Jew. I did no more than you let me do." Beneath the beam that blocked the sky none before stood so alone as I. The Hangman then strapped me...with no voice there to cry "Stay!" ... for me in the empty square. Views: 1156 Rating: (17 ratings)

Night flight training over Carlsbad, CA on Piper Warrior Night flight over Carlsbad airport as part of preparations for our first flight-sale adventure. On Friday, November 28, 2008 I team up with 3 other people from San Diego and we fly on a small plane Piper Warrior to Camarillo Airport close to Channel Islands Harbor http://www.channelislandsharbor.org/ There well sail out together with 5 other people (9 people total) on Catalina 350 Palapa: http://marinasailing.com/YachtLookup.asp?YachtName=Palapa to Anacapa island: http://www.nps.gov/chis/ and return back same day. This night flight on November 13 over Carlsbad airport is a part of our preparations for our first flight-sale adventure. We are meeting in Palomar Airport (KCRQ) at Orion Aviation - West. We can fly only VFR with cross-wind not more than 10 knots. If we do not have VMC we cancel the flight and (if we do not cancel the sailing) drive to Channel Islands Harbor. We are going fly back after sailing (if we have VMC) and we practiced with Sergey night landing in KCRQ. Take look in rout of flight in advance : "kcrq vpspp vpldp vplhp vplvt lax vpgty cma" in http://skyvector.com/ both on sectional and LA Terminal Area Chart (TAC) - third and forth buttons in top-right corner of the chart. To see legend of charts reduce zoom (bottom-right) - legend is on the left margin of the chart. The most important are routes and rules of passing through class B LAX airspace - on the left margin of LA TAC. Also if we fly on the next day we need to reserve a hotel in Oxnard, right? From Wikipedia: Night VFR, or night visual flight rules (NVFR), are the rules under which flight primarily by visual reference is done at night. In many countries, VFR flight at night is not permitted, in which case night flying is by instrument flight rules (IFR) only which, in almost all countries, requires an instrument rating. The UK is an interesting exception, as is the United States. Aircraft flown under the V.F.R. at night require: • a landing light; • illumination for all instruments and equipment, used by the flight crew that is essential for the safe operation of the aircraft; • lights in all passenger compartments; • an electric torch for each crew member From Student pilot online book: Chapter 12 - Night Flight A veteran pilot once remarked that night flying is no different from day flying-it's just that at night you can't see anything. Although his statement carries a good deal of truth, you can usually see something. To compensate for what you can't see, you need proper instrumentation. To make the most of your vision at night, you need to understand how the eye operates in darkness. "Autokinesis" (short for autokinetic visible light phenomenon) is one of the special visual hazards of night flying. It resembles vertigo in some ways. Autokinesis occurs when you stare at a pinpoint of light in a dark sky. After a while, you get the feeling that either you or the light is in motion. To prevent this from happening, keep your eyes moving. Don't stare at a single light too long. Autokinesis used to be responsible for numerous aircraft disasters, until we discovered the cause for this optical illusion. Night flying requires a different visual technique than day flying. You can see an object best during daylight by looking directly at it. At night, however, a scanning procedure is more effective-to permit "offcenter" viewing of the target. In other words, you will find after some practice that you can see things more clearly and definitely at night by looking slightly to one side of them, rather than straight at them. The explanation for this lies in the dual structure of your eye. There are two kinds of light-sensitive nerve endings at the back of your eye: (1) the cones, which distinguish color and require considerable light to function, and (2) the rods, which detect objects only in shades of gray but can operate in very dim light. The cones, because they need greater intensity of light to function, are used in day vision. In fact, the cones stop working altogether in semidarkness. Millions of these tiny structures are clustered at the back of the eyeball, directly behind the pupil. Not only do they distinguish colors, they pick up distant objects. The rods are concentrated in a ring around the cones. Being colorblind, they see only in grays and are used in peripheral vision during the day-that is, to perceive objects in motion out of the corner of the eye. Because the rods can still function in light of 1/5,000 the intensity at which the cones cease to function, they are used for night vision. These structures are 100,000 times as sensitive in the dark as they are in sunlight. However, they do need more time to adjust to darkness than the cones do to bright light. Your eyes become adapted to sunlight in 10 seconds, whereas they need 30 minutes to fully adjust to a dark night. Views: 44 Rating: (0 ratings)

Bennie Man- King Of The Dancehall ( With Lyrics [Intro:] Eeeh heh, zagga zow, zagga now now now now now Ziggy, yo, lets do this [Chorus:] Pon bed pon floor against wall We sex dem all till dem call mi Im di girls dem sugar dats all Welcome di king of di dancehall Pon bed pon floor against wall We sex dem all till dem call mi Im di girls dem sugar dats all Welcome di king of di dancehall [Verse 1:] (Hello meet buddy gal!) Play wid dem hair (Catch it now gimme nuh hickey gal!) Dont yuh dare (Titty stiff eeeh?) Remove yuh undawear Waan mi fi ram it to stick it to jam it in widout (Gal fi get sex though) Who dat a ask mi why? Gallis mi ask mi question nuh funky guy (Whats up fattty?) So how yuh act so shy Mi nuh beg kitty but mi a like a bligh Why, just so as yuh foot up high Cause I, yes I believe yuh can, fly, straight to di sky Betweenie mi name mi between yuh thighs (Mi nuh Batman!) Afta mi nuh Robin guy If you and I ever knot to tie Nuh shy, when mi stab it then yuh reply (Woman Orgasm) Bite yuh lips and cross yuh eyes, cause [Repeat Chorus:] [Verse 2:] (Woman Speaking) (Come here pretty girl) Yuh body shape so good Let mi introduce yuh to a piece a wood (Beenie can I be your girl?) I tink yuh should But I, dont wanna be misundastood (Nuh mistake!) Mi nuh waan a gal widout di pretty face Mi waan dem kickin in di waist and di body wid di shape Pon di treble wid di bass and di sound and di place Whetha I a pon di case see di murda pon yuh face (This face!) This is nuh sittin place Mi stand up and dweet nuh bow dung and taste Mi nuh run dung naany nuh chicken chase She fi know di sex limits stop at sixty eight (Mi deh a airport a wait!) Twist some gal wid air freight Cau di whole a dem di fish a run dung buddy bait Natural body juice a nuh concentrate Yuh neva know a so di love doctor great, come on!!! [Repeat Chorus:] [Verse 3:] (Mi belly full a food) Mi go pon a gal feast Cau mi go deh so fi sex mi nuh go deh so fi eat (Miss Know how fi dweet!) Some people watch cheat Dem inna car seat but she six inch deep (When mi unleash) And she see di one feet (Yuh mean one foot!) No mi mean one feet Cool baby love yuh too hard to discrete So she tell everybody how she tear up di sheet (Yuh tink a toenail) A di sittin weh go skeet Sticky sticky skeet skeet skeet skeet skeet (A weh mi start Beenie joke?!) She tink I dont leave Mi nuh deal wid dung so baby dont meet Mi waan a gal wey petite nice and look sweet When she see di third leg she run like chop meat From mi know how fi dweet nah back nah retreat Mi know dat song yah complete, so when mi go so [Repeat Chorus: X 2] Views: 6697* Rating: (8 ratings)

The K'e Here I am singing The K'e by Dougherty. I haven't seen it on YouTube or anywhere else so I thought I'd share it! 4/12/08 Lyrics: The K'e still ripples to its banks, The moorfowl cry. My hair was gathered in a knot, And you came by. Selling of silks you were, A lad not of our kin; You passed at sunset on the road From far-off Ts'in. The frogs were croaking in the dusk; The grass was wet. We talked together, and I laughed; I hear it yet. I thought that I would be your wife; I had your word. And so I took the road with you, And cross the ford. I do not know when first it was your eyes looked cold. But all this was three years ago, And I am old. Views: 191 Rating: (2 ratings)

Elvis Presley Yoga Is As Yoga Does Elvis Presley Yoga Is As Yoga Does Written by Gerald Nelson and Fred Burch for the 1967 movie Easy Come, Easy Go. Elvis sings it as a duet with Elsa Lanchester in the film. This version was released on the I Got Lucky LP. The instrumental track was recorded on September 28 or 29, 1966 at Radio Recorders; Elvis's vocal was overdubbed at a later date. It is now available on the Easy Come, Easy Go/Speedway soundtrack compilation, which is where this version is from. Well I can see that you and yoga will never do Yoga is as yoga does there's no in-between Your either with it on the ball or you've blown the scene I can see lookin' at you, you just can't get settled How can I even move, twisted like a pretzel (Yoga is, yoga does) (There's no in-between) (Your either with it all the way) Or you've blown the scene (Or you've blown the scene) Come on come on, untwist my legs Pull my arms a lot How did I get so tied up In this yoga knot You tell me just how I can take this yoga serious When all it ever gives to me is a pain in my posterious (Yoga is, yoga does) (There's no in-between) (Your either with it all the way) Or you've blown the scene (Or you've blown the scene) Stand upside down on your head, feet against the wall A simple yoga exercise done by one and all Now cross your eyes and hold your breath, look just like a clown Yoga's sure to catch you if you come falling down (Yoga is, yoga does) (There's no in-between) (Your either with it all the way) Or you've blown the scene (Or you've blown the scene) (Yoga is, yoga does) (There's no in-between) (Your either with it all the way) Or you've blown the scene (Or you've blown the scene) Views: 711 Rating: (8 ratings)

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