I wrote a post about going scuba diving last weekend and wordpress ate the whole thing.
Trip Log:
4am: Leave for Monterey
8am: Get on boat to go scuba diving.
8:30am: arrive at first dive spot. Listen to dive master run  his mouth for 30 minutes while in full body wet suit and 30lbs of weights.
9:00am: Ruka and Lester get in water.
9:04am: Ruka and Lester get out of water.
9:05am: Dan gets into water.
9:07am: Kristine gets into water.
9:08am: Dan gets out of water.

Ruka got sick and Dan said he needed a refresher course before he felt comfortable diving.

So I went down sans a dive buddy to 72 feet for 14 minutes.  Freaking awesome!

That was LAST weekend.

This weekend has been a little more crazy.  Saturday went on my 2nd jump (sky diving) and I get a call  asking if  want to go again this morning.  Ohhh, without a shadow of a doubt I do.
Should I even tell you that we lost two jumpers yesterday about 10 minutes before I got there?  Their chutes got wrapped up. *sigh*  It was a sad day at the drop zone, but it clearly didn’t stop the old jumpers…or this new one.  ‘Cita went with me and she is just as hooked as I am.
I called her husband this morning and said, “Ask ‘Cita if she wants to go again today” and he said, “Are you fucking crazy?”

You know…I have been getting that question posed to me on a daily basis for the last month.

I finally have a good answer to the question: Why would I jump out of a perfectly good airplane? because the door was open.

Heading out to jump again!!!  Yes, crazy….crazy GOOD.