Any "Latest & Greatest" about Delta?
Straight QOL, homie
Joined APC: Feb 2012
Position: Record-Shattering Profit Facilitator
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Wow, they sandblasted the "Delta" off of that Sky West jet pretty quickly.
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[QUOTE=Bucking Bar;1231770]Surprise,
Since I made everyone angry with that post, I will ask that the mods remove it and change my screen name to:
"Bland Bowl of Thin Lukewarm Oatmeal who can't Possibly Offend Anyone, no matter how much they like being offended."*
QUOTE]
Well...you could still be BB
I like it...rolls off the tongue.
Since I made everyone angry with that post, I will ask that the mods remove it and change my screen name to:
"Bland Bowl of Thin Lukewarm Oatmeal who can't Possibly Offend Anyone, no matter how much they like being offended."*
QUOTE]
Well...you could still be BB
I like it...rolls off the tongue.
Gets Weekends Off
Joined APC: Jun 2008
Posts: 3,716
All right Boomer, you asked! Lol
New harlequin novel......
He grasped me firmly, but gently, just above my elbow and guided me into a room, his room.
Then he quietly shut the door and we were alone. He approached me soundlessly, from behind, and spoke in a low, reassuring voice close to my ear.
"Just relax."
Without warning, he reached down and I felt his strong, calloused hands start at my ankles, gently probing, and moving upward along my calves, slowly but steadily.
My breath caught in my throat. I knew I should be afraid, but somehow I didn't care. His touch was so experienced, so sure.
When his hands moved up onto my thighs, I gave a slight shudder, and partly closed my eyes.
My pulse was pounding. I felt his knowing fingers caress my abdomen, my rib-cage. Then, as he cupped my firm, full bosom in his hands, I inhaled sharply.
Probing, searching, knowing what he wanted, he brought his hands to my shoulders, slid them down my tingling spine to my midsection.
Although I knew nothing about this man, I felt oddly trusting and expectant. This is a man, I thought, used to taking charge.
A man not used to taking 'No' for an answer.
A man who would tell me what he wanted.
A man who would look into my soul and say
. . . .
“Okay ma'am, you can board your flight now."
(sent to me earlier today but edited to make it MOD worthy....I hope!)
Soon as the lie-flat mods are done (Nov) they will be properly staffed. Add early outs and they will be short. Predict awards/reinstatements to both 744 seats.
Gets Summer Off
Joined APC: May 2009
Position: AA
Posts: 667
All right Boomer, you asked! Lol
New harlequin novel......
He grasped me firmly, but gently, just above my elbow and guided me into a room, his room.
Then he quietly shut the door and we were alone. He approached me soundlessly, from behind, and spoke in a low, reassuring voice close to my ear.
"Just relax."
Without warning, he reached down and I felt his strong, calloused hands start at my ankles, gently probing, and moving upward along my calves, slowly but steadily.
My breath caught in my throat. I knew I should be afraid, but somehow I didn't care. His touch was so experienced, so sure.
When his hands moved up onto my thighs, I gave a slight shudder, and partly closed my eyes.
My pulse was pounding. I felt his knowing fingers caress my abdomen, my rib-cage. Then, as he cupped my firm, full bosom in his hands, I inhaled sharply.
Probing, searching, knowing what he wanted, he brought his hands to my shoulders, slid them down my tingling spine to my midsection.
Although I knew nothing about this man, I felt oddly trusting and expectant. This is a man, I thought, used to taking charge.
A man not used to taking 'No' for an answer.
A man who would tell me what he wanted.
A man who would look into my soul and say
. . . .
“Okay ma'am, you can board your flight now."
(sent to me earlier today but edited to make it MOD worthy....I hope!)
New harlequin novel......
He grasped me firmly, but gently, just above my elbow and guided me into a room, his room.
Then he quietly shut the door and we were alone. He approached me soundlessly, from behind, and spoke in a low, reassuring voice close to my ear.
"Just relax."
Without warning, he reached down and I felt his strong, calloused hands start at my ankles, gently probing, and moving upward along my calves, slowly but steadily.
My breath caught in my throat. I knew I should be afraid, but somehow I didn't care. His touch was so experienced, so sure.
When his hands moved up onto my thighs, I gave a slight shudder, and partly closed my eyes.
My pulse was pounding. I felt his knowing fingers caress my abdomen, my rib-cage. Then, as he cupped my firm, full bosom in his hands, I inhaled sharply.
Probing, searching, knowing what he wanted, he brought his hands to my shoulders, slid them down my tingling spine to my midsection.
Although I knew nothing about this man, I felt oddly trusting and expectant. This is a man, I thought, used to taking charge.
A man not used to taking 'No' for an answer.
A man who would tell me what he wanted.
A man who would look into my soul and say
. . . .
“Okay ma'am, you can board your flight now."
(sent to me earlier today but edited to make it MOD worthy....I hope!)
Gets Weekends Off
Joined APC: Oct 2010
Position: Decoupled
Posts: 922
Bonds funds exacerbate this problem. You lose the value of the bond and the interest payment continues downward at the same time.
While I understand that you are looking for something to do with your cash, you need understand that there is always risk, there is no guarantee of safety either.
Don't be lazy about it. Take the time to educate yourself about investments. Nobody loves your money more than you do. (Except maybe ALPA)
Line Holder
Joined APC: Feb 2008
Posts: 40
I agree, DYODD however I have been modestly happy with my bond funds as a part of a balanced portfolio.
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