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zBrown
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Open the pod bay door hal.
IBM showed off a prototype chip today that is being hailed as a technological breakthrough for the tiny transistors -- electrical switches that help power a computer -- that have been made so thin they're 1/10,000th the width of a human hair.
The breakthrough -- the result of research at IBM and the State University of New York Polytechnic Institute in Albany -- could allow as many as 20 billion transistors to be placed on a chip the size of a fingernail and is half the size of the current 14 nanometer standard, company officials said. A nanometer is one-billionth of a meter.
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zBrown
Ice climber
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Go Set a Watchman due out 7/15/2015
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feralfae
Boulder climber
in the midst of a metaphysical mystery
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Thank you for the kind words, Mouse. And the poem. I have found
out from a friend that this piece is paraphrased from something
Doug might have read as a youngster.
But I like it, no matter how the words got shuffled together.
All those interesting automobiles! And a chariot!
zB: fascinating on the new technology.
Thank you.
feralfae
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mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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Topic Author's Reply - Jul 10, 2015 - 12:00am PT
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Six..
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mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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Topic Author's Reply - Jul 10, 2015 - 12:37am PT
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Five days till release of Between the World and Me/Ta-Nehisi Coates
Hailed by Toni Morrison as “required reading,” a bold and personal literary exploration of America’s racial history
by “the single best writer on the subject of race in the United States” (The New York Observer)
http://www.washingtonpost.com/opinions/a-black-mans-stark-visceral-experience-of-racism/2015/07/09/68a3fca6-23d7-11e5-b72c-2b7d516e1e0e_story.html
Earlier, upthread, in the backwhen, I said, and I meant "What I said...",
that hear we don't do commentary on sociological topics.
Though I thought I was in earnest, I was less than honest, for I'm breaking my own foolish rule.
If I don't speak out, at least give something a shout, like this book,
it would be...
shyte, in a word. Merde in another tongue.
I am at a loss for words as to why I have become an apostate to myself.
The Flames is about good times, but we've had some sad times.
And a lot of the music we love is based on the suffering of men, black men in particular.
I have this sometimes friend Tommy who's black, from a large county family, who comes here occasionally and I let him use my shower.
I consider it an act of friendship, more than charity.
We have ups and downs in our sometimes relationship.
We'll go weeks or months without seeing each other,
then I'll hear him holler up at me from down below in the alley,
"Hey, old man!"
Then he follows it with the world's weakest whistles,
because he really can't yell loudly much,
his voice cracks and comes out faintly,
but it's audible.
I think he got choked or hit in the throat.
He talks normally,
We talk about the blues when we do.
It really isn't talk, so much, as listening.
He and I used to look at videos on Youtube that featured his favorite blues artists
(BB King he would vote for president, but now he's gone)
and some of the folks I've picked up in a lifetime of blues appreciation.
It would be easy to say that blues is a universal language.
I bet many writers have.
Here's what I've enjoyed more than anything about our listening sessions.
When he's listening, say, to a real smooth Bobby Blue,
kicked back in my ratty old recliner,
he's got his eyes closed,
and certain looks on his face in response to the song.
We all do that.
That's a little lesson about essential sameness.
It's what the world needs now and forever is more of us concentrating on the samenesses and not the differences.
One cent, two cents,
Do I make sense?
http://time.com/3899272/b-b-king-lawyer-family-poison-claim-money/
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What he said he said was not what I heard him say.
He said he said, "Say, what?"
That's what he says he said.
I heard it like this:
"Say what."
Take a fool's advice.
Always ask twice
"What did you say?
Did you say, "Say, what?"
or was it, "Say what."
What can I say?
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mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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Topic Author's Reply - Jul 10, 2015 - 12:45am PT
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Roddy's got soul, you can tell by the playing on the tracks above.
Sameness.
Worked hard at recording and kept it together financially and never quit playing.
Sameness.
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For what it's worth, I'm looking forward to this Shuteye gathering with that as my aim...
discovering sameness in the folks I'll meet for the first time and see afew others for the second time around.
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tripmind
Boulder climber
San Diego
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Jul 10, 2015 - 02:28am PT
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A few nights ago while I was relaxing after work, I took a drink run to the 711 just a few blocks away, sometime around midnight. I ended up parking on the far corner of the lot because the main parking spots were full, and sprawled next to this corner, but not really in a space, was this older chevy van, with its driver sitting in the seat, he looks like he's waiting for someone in the store. I get out, and take another glance at the van. The entire body was painted in what looked like primer (big whoop I see that stuff everyday), and on the tiny hood of this van was what seemed to be a decently painted CHARGERS in big bold funky lettering on white backgrounds.
I went inside and got my usual, walked up to the counter with a lady standing there chatting with the cashier, she immediately gestured me to the counter, she was just there to chat apparently. Paid and walked out the door.
Walking back to my car I looked at the van again, there were huge indents where the edges of a few body panels met, indicating that this thing took a serious hit at sometime, there was some visibile rust at the crumpled spots, however the integrity of the cabin looked pretty solid. I also noticed in the windows 2 or 3 CD racks hung up and in the back a collection of sandals and baseball hats.
"I like your van " The guy, now standing just near his front bumper immediately stuck out his hand, which surprised me. And the way his fingers were positioned was also very peculiar, almost like when you reach for a doornob or a stickshift. I shook his hand and immediately asked what his name was, it just seemed like the only reasonable response to a surprise handshake. Could have been Chase or maybe something else, but I certainly remember his van well. My mind immediately wandered towards dirtbagging, and I asked him if he ever did road trips in the van, he said he did do several month trips. I say how much I wish I had a van to do trips and live out of for several months at a time, he then says that he's been living out of his for the past several months.
Here was my poor judgement, my mind immediately jumps to being a traveling dirtbag climber, so I then asked him if he quit his job, but apparently he works as a security officer, which is not a bad job, I'd be willing to do it if I was motivated to get a guard certification. The way his hand gestured towards me and the way he talks gives me the impression that this man is ailed with some sort of condition that impairs his motor control. But he can speak clearly enough and drive a car. His face lends me that he is in seemingly good health. I've seen the faces of methheads and tweekers around the streets where I work. This guy definitely didn't give off the vibe of an addict, nor the typical friendly talk approach that a homeless pandhandler would. This guy definitely had a home.
Me, then being on the ascent of my friday night elevation, I then delved into the subject of climbing, and I educated this guy on the practice of trad lead climbing, how gear placements and rope climbing works. I think he may have commented that he did climb once or twice in a local gym. Eventually ended on a similar note.
Its interesting how you can think you've identified someone perfectly but they completely turn you around and then you see the bigger picture and you're blown away. Its incredible how ignorant we can be when perceiving how other people exist. Where I work I work in basically the armpit of the city, where the ugliest neighborhoods tend to be, and lots of scattered concentrations of homeless people. You get approached by so many homeless over the course of just a year or two that eventually I became jaded and try not to even look at them, because sometimes all you need is a glance in their direction and suddenly you have someone asking for a few dollars out of your pocket, at the same time trying to earn some for myself. The irony of the situation tends to brew a ticking annoyance in the back of my mind. I have given to the homeless on a few occasions. On one occasion the guy took the few bucks I gave him and burned them on a lotto ticket, not even looking at me as I stand a few feet away witnessing it. Another occasion a guy who was poorly trying to assume identity as ex military, decked out in beat up milsurp clothing, I gave him some change but my gut didn't feel very good about it.
But I guess you really never know how people are unless you ask.
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Gnome Ofthe Diabase
climber
Out Of Bed
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Jul 10, 2015 - 04:06am PT
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The way things appear and may seem from just a few feet a-far may not always be how things are,
I spent my usual time on the flames watching the PBS, TV
history of the moment
the bastardized
Moment
that rolled together to combine to see after '68 Chicago,
Hubert Humphrey lose,
to a treasonous Tricky dick. .N
I can't, now, recall how to spell evil.
6?. . . . .?. . . .no 7
7 not six - seven not 6,.
C, that was when our innocence died and the broken world shattered
and crashed as the regular route on Half dome justdid just did.
Seven More years of war - in the process killing 25,000 more . . . . .at least,
boys.children women ,innocents.
Birds, animals, humanity, going forward, took a huge hit - each time
Each war,
it never recovers,
not since yor coast line was raped by the church,
did you all hear that in Bolivia that smock dressed One,(best ?ever?)
Poopa,devilleva ala vita cant,- dapope, -
apologized for the church's "treatment" of"Native Americans,?
In '65 it all seemed the way the world worked,
boys had choices made for them
Choices that made the changes that led to
some becoming men and some just dead,
( too many also got scrambled - might a been better off dead )
The world was the baby to what it is now but that was the time that it all went down.
To have been too young to care, there were so many there,
Too many in the xenophobic glow of the fatherland ,the USA ,
if the Stars and Stripes are fighting ,
Every boy played G. I?
must protect, - the 'guberment',says - and they know all.
(That is how a Veteran explained his view of it.)
That was what the evil ones counted on.
just the numbers of baby boomers - kids to use as chattel.
Those powers, counted on sending as many to death
as it took to secure the heights
of the New Jerzy side the highlands . . .
The Diabase( but that is me going me, me me)
overlooking the Hudson River
and the real estate with the views of the metropolis
with it's twinkling lights at night,
It is a sight to possess
Back then there was no way to connect,
you had to go to the streets to be counted,
as a against the inhumanity to mankind
and to try to be heard -stop the war
No ! no more carpet bombing . . .
stop killing and bring our boys home.
But the economic engine - was the war.
all of the separate,
but linked through the use
of any and every advancement in technology
To kill more efficiently,
The things that got done to put Pat and Tricia
On the top of that cliff, of Diabase.
The town of Libby Montana wiped out. Too.
Anyone who died in the next 40 years of cancer from all the pollution
of the military industrial complex,
they do not get counted in to the sad final tally
of how many died for no reason.
the lies that took this world away from the trajectory of peace in
our lives
to this now constant state of killing.
I can't seem to go anywhere with this,
Thanks if you served, thanks more if you refused,
Vietnam was a rouse to take the country away from the intellectual path
of
'save the planet,
save the animals
save the children , yours , . mine , , and theirs,
Seems like this is no longer looked at, clearly
some can see Kissinger, or his kid, I can not.
The dick in the nix was that he knew. He knew what he suffered from
Narsasstic personality disorders
Finally tripped up, Fell on his,sword . . .
by his greed undone,
but the cost to the world!
it is why I think
Nixon is in hell.
China?
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zBrown
Ice climber
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Jul 10, 2015 - 12:22pm PT
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I have recently wondered just how much the folks steering the ship of war knew about the dangers inherent in agent orange.
As of 2008, it doesn't matter.
In October 2008, the lawyers for the Vietnamese plaintiffs filed a writ of certiorari with the US Supreme Court to ask them to hear the case. The lawyers for the US veterans also filed their own writ of certiorari. The Supreme Court held a conference on February 27, 2009 to consider taking on the case and denied both petitions. Chief Justice Roberts and Judge John Paul Stevens both recused themselves from the considering the writ. At the same time, the court also refused the writ of certiorari for the suit filed on behalf of US veterans against the chemical companies. The Court did not publically comment on their decision not to hear either case.
On another note
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http://www.supertopo.com/climbing/thread.php?topic_id=2653627&msg=2653955#msg2653955
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zBrown
Ice climber
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Jul 10, 2015 - 07:30pm PT
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You think I'd get booted off the music thread for this?
The Brian Jonestown Massacre - The Ballad of Jim Jones
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zBrown
Ice climber
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Jul 10, 2015 - 07:38pm PT
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Thanks for fixing that up gnome. This stuff is starting to get too complicated for my old eyes.
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Gnome Ofthe Diabase
climber
Out Of Bed
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Jul 10, 2015 - 08:14pm PT
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Bong hits and shots at four twenty.
Stars an' bars at 4:20 . . . .
(00ps no I'm not a flag waver of that kind, neither)
Have a great weekend!
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Gnome Ofthe Diabase
climber
Out Of Bed
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Jul 10, 2015 - 08:17pm PT
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I am on pacific time, locked into this eastern location
Small rock hell; Even for a Gnome,
I can not stand that I have not been to shut eye!
So In anticipation of a visual visit . . . .
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Gnome Ofthe Diabase
climber
Out Of Bed
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Jul 10, 2015 - 08:18pm PT
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So I've never explained the Shafa ala shablet,
I won't now - just know that the child protect function
won't allow the viewing of. . . .
Well Tipper. . . . . . . ..(the Gore 1st lady of censorship), . . .
that is goin' to have to change,
I post the music for the listening pleasure of those I do not know.
Mostly my self yo!
Then I listen all night long when the sleep won't come.
Hey, turn one stone over and take a picture of that underneath side
It is a smokin'duck meditation thing ,
Bringing lite to the place that lay hid till you did,
In case you can listen,
Don't bogart that joint my friend
Pass it over to flip
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Gnome Ofthe Diabase
climber
Out Of Bed
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Jul 10, 2015 - 08:25pm PT
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This started off the sounds, this evening as we were getting the kids Ice-cream.
today was interesting it may not tell well though, we shall see., Good Luck my friend,
(and everyone ) , wishing you a charmed 'engagement mfm, hope that your ride came through and the lord is looking out for you two.
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zBrown
Ice climber
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Jul 11, 2015 - 07:14am PT
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Berryessa Snow gets monument status, so says Barry.
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feralfae
Boulder climber
in the midst of a metaphysical mystery
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Jul 11, 2015 - 10:36am PT
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Mouse,
All good wishes on your adventure.
Gnome, thank you for "Never Been to Spain" which I had not heard since my college days. The memories, oh, my!
You and your wife and the children went out for ice cream. Sounds like fun! A favorite past time of my daughters when they were little was walking to Baskin Robbins in Evanston for scoops of peppermint and chocolate, one scoop each. Especially for a celebration after they kicked a** in a soccer game.
Happy weekend everyone, and Mouse, you be well and stay strong.
ff
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feralfae
Boulder climber
in the midst of a metaphysical mystery
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Jul 11, 2015 - 10:36am PT
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^^
zB, that's a beautiful photo. Thank you.
ff
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