tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11949176.post116265817416677200..comments2023-03-25T04:25:25.398-05:00Comments on Hilarity Ensues: Vitamin D, Baby!Tony Akinshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02477324248773506362noreply@blogger.comBlogger8125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11949176.post-1163428147677010192006-11-13T08:29:00.000-06:002006-11-13T08:29:00.000-06:00Btw, I scored more victories flying an Me109 than ...Btw, I scored more victories flying an Me109 than in any other plane...Tony Akinshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02477324248773506362noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11949176.post-1163428047816074732006-11-13T08:27:00.000-06:002006-11-13T08:27:00.000-06:00Hell, while I'm on the subject...I remember when I...Hell, while I'm on the subject...I remember when I was a newb in the Warbirds sim, I'd set out on my own as I wasn't in a squadron; I'd take off from a base far from the action to keep from being bounced by enemy fighters lurking around rival bases looking for that easy kill. This would give me a chance to gain loads of altitude and enjoy the scenery (plus, listen to the chat to hear where there were big "operations" taking place). This one time...I linked up with a large group of fighters attacking a large airbase pivotal to the map. By chance I was on the wing of the ranking pilot. As I was not exactly a member of his element, when targets became available I tore off to get some; I had a very VERY nice high-deflection shot then; sort of like shooting with a garden hose and the rounds would sail out high into the space in front of my prop and strike a target that was well below my line of view. Anyway, I shot down a bandit stalking friendly bomber with a very nice high-d as the ranking pilot was positioning himself for a sight-aimed shot on the same target(that would have come to late to save the bomber). He asked me to join his squadron right on the spot. Sigh. Good geek times.Tony Akinshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02477324248773506362noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11949176.post-1163426888220473092006-11-13T08:08:00.000-06:002006-11-13T08:08:00.000-06:00Yes, Charlie Alpha,it's sweet stuff. It takes meb...Yes, Charlie Alpha,<BR/>it's sweet stuff. It takes meback a couple of years when I was a member of an online fighter squadron.<BR/>Warbirds was the name of the sim; it's may still be a free download, but gameplay in the "arena" cost you a few bucks. A very true sim this was; set during the Second World War, you used aerial strategies to destroy then take then hold enemy bases across a vast map. There was even a "temporal creep" in the game so that only certain aircraft were available to either side as the war waged; a year was equal to 3-4 days I think. There were some very stress-inducing moments flying the Spitfire Mark I in a high rolling maneuver and the engine, starved of fuel as the model did NOT have a fuel pump, cut out; praise the gods of physics. True fun. No.6 Duxford was my squadron. <BR/>Barry thanks for the heads-up on the head doctor (thingie)...I'm looking for a book!Tony Akinshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02477324248773506362noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11949176.post-1163401210966826962006-11-13T01:00:00.000-06:002006-11-13T01:00:00.000-06:00Thanks to you, Tony, I checked out 'Dogfights' on ...Thanks to you, Tony, I checked out 'Dogfights' on the History Channel. All hail, the New Porn. - Charlie A.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11949176.post-1162801325095072042006-11-06T02:22:00.000-06:002006-11-06T02:22:00.000-06:00Tony,It’s the gospel truth that Vitamin D is our f...Tony,<BR/>It’s the gospel truth that Vitamin D is our friend (but it won’t pick us up from the airport).<BR/><BR/>A lack of it can lead to joint pain, cramping of the muscles and general weakness. A recent blood test showed that I was massively deficient in D so my doctor put me on a daily dose of 4000 mg. of the stuff. It took about a week but I feel one thousand percent better. She also has me swimming three days a week, and being out in the sunlight like a normal human helps a lot.<BR/><BR/>Who knew getting old would be so complicated?Fred Schillerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01888771079495878583noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11949176.post-1162678751661058922006-11-04T16:19:00.000-06:002006-11-04T16:19:00.000-06:00Tony, I dunno if you've ever checked out the wri...Tony,<BR/> I dunno if you've ever checked out the writings of Dr. Kathleen DesMaisons, but she's the sugar-frosted serotonin-flavored BOMB, mein freund. Gimme a private email and I'll sing like a canary...Barry Crainhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02467967890097204598noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11949176.post-1162676707619879612006-11-04T15:45:00.000-06:002006-11-04T15:45:00.000-06:00Yeah. October had a total of 3 days with sunlit.T...Yeah. October had a total of 3 days with sunlit.<BR/>The photo was taken in SADlite.Tony Akinshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02477324248773506362noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11949176.post-1162670113518858932006-11-04T13:55:00.000-06:002006-11-04T13:55:00.000-06:00i work with a gal with SAD. In her office she hung...i work with a gal with SAD. In her office she hung on the wall a Vitamin D lamp, its about 3x3 and suposedly gets her through the PacNW grey winter (like Chicago's , just warmer, with no snow or ice...our worst day is drizzly and 41 degrees)...you probably know about it already tho. just sayin' dog. word.MSGThttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04950406947641871144noreply@blogger.com