I saw some pictures of Curtis taking a parachute jump class-- but none of the jump- so he must not of made it SPLAT! He must have splatted his camera too since no pics were posted.


Sure am going to miss that camera.

 

Nope, no splat yet, that's this coming weekend, as it turns out. The wind was too high for them to let me jump, it has to be under 14 MPH as a student.

 

No splat again this weekend, the storm that went through Wichita and Manhattan found its way to the skydiving area and high winds in the area. Might be Sept now unless things change quickly.

 

New plan. The Sky diving place called tonight and said I can likely go tomorrow morning, but can't take my camera, so Chad your favorite camera is safe for now! If I go splat, I will my Go Pro Hero camera to Chad. LOL!!

We are getting up at 4 am and heading out.

 

Dearly beloved - we are gathered here today by this very wide but short coffin. It holds the remains of Curtis The Great- Curtis the great had aspirations of jumping out of a perfectly good airplane and floating gracefully to the ground, sing the theme song from John Wayne s movie "the Greene Barrett" - Instead he tripped and fell out of the airplane and screamed like a little girl all the way down-- landing in power-lines above the only alligator farm in the area. He was cooked then eaten. An interview with one of the alligators revealed "Curtis Taste Good"

He is survived by 3 lovley girls, sitting mournful in the front row. He is also survived by his lovely wife - who is giggling in the back row being comforted by the blonde blue eyed, millionaire Alligator farm owner.

When interviewed his wife told how hard it was to get the small pieces away from the alligators to put in his work van-- They put an alligator in there too so as to tell the insurance company he was attacked while going to an ATM call.

Following the service everyone is invited to the bacon doughnut feed, and BBQ being catered by the place in Emporia..

 

well..... I survived the fall, and gracefully landed on the ground with neither a scrape or a bruise.
Will I do it again? maybe..

I will say, it is good to have marked it off of my bucket list!

 

Afterwards, the congregation will sing " Drop Kick Me Jesus, Thru The Goal Posts of Life"

 

I kind of felt drop kicked about the time the parachute opened, it tugged hard at the groin. Had me singing in a high pitch for a bit.

 

See.. you do have a sense of humor.. it's just buried deep, deep within. Let it out, set your sense of humor free!!

 

Got another chance to go SPLAT this weekend!! Going to go ride in a Nascar car in KC, three rounds. Hope I can take my GoPro on this trip!

 

Have 'em lead foot it Curtis.

 

no splat..