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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 18, 2015 - 12:11pm PT
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zBrown
Ice climber
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Jul 18, 2015 - 01:23pm PT
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Everybody can't be number one.
this ain't your night, we're goin' for the price on Wilson
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EDIT:
forgot
number 9, number 9
that's better
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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 18, 2015 - 02:02pm PT
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Don't ask me why Randy Hamm popped into my head when I thought of Number One.
But he was beaucoups "Numbah One."
Would like to share this with Gypsy.
The squabs have grown up into fledglings and one came to visit today, sitting on my windowsill so placidly.
It was a very strange event in Middle Earth's history.
I'm also thinking of James Wilson today, and the holes the departed leave in our lives.
This was a comforting event, coming just after I began thinking of Randy.
James was "a birder's birder."
Randy was "a climber's climber." Complete with you, that is, Gypsy.
I'm all weirded-out, but glad it happened.
I see the light come shining,
From the east down to the west.
Of all the ones I've climbed with,
Old Randy was the best.
'sup, Gypsy?
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zBrown
Ice climber
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Jul 18, 2015 - 02:16pm PT
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Not to be rude (you know how I am about that behavior), but it's hard enough for me to tell what you're thinking, let alone why.
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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 18, 2015 - 02:56pm PT
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Well, it ain't no use to sit and wonder Y, z
Even you don't know by now
And it ain't no use to sit and wonder Y, z
It'll never do somehow
Besides, I've got Chinatown on my mind.
"Talkin' Rude Behavior Blues!"
Railroad Bill, Railroad Bill
He never worked, and he never will
And it's ride, ride, ride
Railroad Bill's a mighty mean man
Shot the light out of the poor brakeman's hand
Railroad Bill, up on a hill
Lightin' a seegar with a ten-dollar bill
Railroad Bill took my wife
If I didn't like it, gonna take my life
Goin' on a mountain, goin' out west
Thirty-eight special stickin' out of my vest
Buy me a pistol just as long as my arm
Shoot everybody ever done me harm
Got a thirty-special in a forty-five frame
I can't miss cause I got dead aim
Railroad Bill, he ain't so bad
Whupped his mama, shot his old dad
Early one morning, standing in the rain
Round the bend come a long freight train
Railroad Bill a-comin' home soon
Killed McMillan by the light of the moon
McMillan had a special train
When they got there they was prayin'
Kill me a chicken, send me the wing
They think I'm workin', Lord, I ain't doin' a thing
Kill me a chicken, send me the head
Think I'm workin', Lord, I'm layin' in bed
Gonna drink my whiskey, drink it in the wind
The doctor said it'd kill me but he didn't say when
-Andrew BIRD
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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 18, 2015 - 03:05pm PT
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"Leonardo's comin' and he's bringin' hell with him, you hear me, Jake?"
[Click to View YouTube Video]The story of weej o' the woods and his fight with Blind Joel Def.
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COSMIC, try rubbing two boy scouts together in a brisk manner! :0)
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feralfae
Boulder climber
in the midst of a metaphysical mystery
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Jul 18, 2015 - 03:26pm PT
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From Brain Pickings
A very interesting article. Someone once said that in some people, 'Kindness is an instinct" and I agree. And I thought this article sort of fit in here around the fire. Enjoy, Tribe. :)
How Kindness Became Our Forbidden Pleasure
by Maria Popova
“We are never as kind as we want to be, but nothing outrages us more than people being unkind to us.”
Hey, neebee, got your message, will get back to you when company is gone in a few days. It was good to hear from you.
Mouse, sounds as though things are rolling along in the right direction for you. So happy for you!
I am enjoying the haiku thread. We are experimenting with foraging the land here, from juniper berries to prickly pear blossoms to cat tail roots. And so . . .
Medicine Maker
Earth's plants give us life
Safer than pills they're making
And free for taking.
Inspired because I am studying Wooly Mullein (Verbascum thapsus) and Sanguinaria canadensis (Bloodroot) right now. Lots to learn. Fascinating to find so many medicinals grow in the wild, if one knows how to see them. :)
I am enjoying the photos of everyone at the meet-up as well. Everyone has such great smiles and happy eyes. :) Great to see.
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 18, 2015 - 03:28pm PT
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You couldn't break this Glass.
BURT BRONSON'S ideal, nonetheless, BURT insists that he'd never have run from them 'ricks. He'd have done something, he's not sure what, but he'd never have run away from frontier trash festooned (his word, not mine) with feathers and beads.
http://www.historynet.com/hugh-glass-legendary-trapper-in-americas-western-frontier.htm
Howdy, Missus! Some potlatch here for you, m'dear. Pull up a stump and have a set. Or let one of the boys pull one up and offer it to you in a gentlemanly fashion.
We're just funnin' old BURT, the misogynistic mythical mystic.
He's lots nicer than he lets on, especially compared to certain campfire crashers we've seen lately.
Hugh Glass was bad-ass
And his ass was twice as bad
His breath was much worse
If haiku ain't yer style
Raku might make you smile
You seem to be well-versed in that. Smiling, I mean.
As the mountain men frequently said, "You shine!"
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feralfae
Boulder climber
in the midst of a metaphysical mystery
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Jul 18, 2015 - 03:42pm PT
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Wow, good story, Mouse. ^ Thank you.
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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 18, 2015 - 03:53pm PT
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feralfae,
I spent part of the morning doing apothecary.
It consists of filling capsules with reishi mushroom compounded with ginger and...what was that other ingredient?
Oh, yeah. Ku shen, or Sohphorae.(Don't call me Owsley, zBrown.)
I'm grateful to amyjo, so grateful. Thank you, one more time, amyjo.
I have not checked out the mullein as yet, because it seems like one herbal supplement at a time for the sake of relieving the phlegm is plenty. I believe it's helping, which is basic to the mentality of wellness.
Plus, as Mo the Pink Lady said, "Laughter, and lots of it, Mouse!"
BURT has much to learn about the women-folk, it seems.
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Gnome Ofthe Diabase
climber
Out Of Bed
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Jul 18, 2015 - 04:36pm PT
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hey?
 Leonardo -
Whats eating? - Gilbert - Grape?
Zeke:
are we in china town Jake?
Jake:
yup, it is all china town, now, zeke. . .
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zBrown
Ice climber
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Jul 18, 2015 - 07:22pm PT
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Speaking of the University over there in Berkeley
Adam Duritz
Jann Wenner
Joan Didion
Gregory Peck
Jerry 'Beaver' Mathers
Edmund G. 'Jerry' Brown Jr
Pete 'Pito' Wilson
Greil Marcus
Ralph Edwards
Aaron Rodgers
Joe Kapp
Steve Bartkowski
Honorable mention:
Hubert Lindsey
Everyone must have been in class.
Meeting in the Radiation Laboratory at the University of California, Berkeley (UCB) in March 1940 to discuss the 184-inch cyclotron. From left: 1939 Physics Laureate Ernest O. Lawrence, 1927 Physics Laureate Arthur H. Compton, Vannevar Bush, James B. Conant, Karl Compton, and Alfred Loomis.
1967 Berkeley Folk Festival June 30 - July 4
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Gnome Ofthe Diabase
climber
Out Of Bed
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Jul 19, 2015 - 02:37am PT
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Wow that is not what I had in mind!
First and addressing you directly . . .zB have you been sniffing around my nite-stand, by Remote viewing or some other Magic technology of which the 'gubberment is not yet aware
(of)??
To wit ,this twit is obsessed with Alfred Loomis. . . .
That photo from the rad. Lab. . . .In 1939?
(if only - for a lot of folks it was dying time in Austria,)
Your source, I think is wrong, ...that picture is from March of 1940 .
My source is the book Tuxedo Park,by Jennet Conant*, a grand daughter of one of the other
Protagonists in the creation of the technological advancements, that helped to eventually win World War Two , , , , and all that came after.( a secretary of state ?- the author's relative)
Alfred Loomis? Who? You might ask( smart well read ya'all prolly know)
This is from page #106 :
By June of 1933, when Yale University conferred the honorary degree of master of science on its alumnus, Loomis was lauded as a man who defied traditional categories and whose experimental approach made him a bold example for the times. The citation listed his several
Identities- "Lawyer, Businessman, physicist,inventor, philanthropist " - and compared him to the prototypical American physicist : " in his varied interests, his powers of invention, and his services to his fellow-man, Mr Loomis is the twentieth century Benjamin Franklin."
"All his efforts made certain that while he had retired to Tuxedo Park, it would not be for long. "He was only forty-five years old, and his finest work was still ahead of him".
that the man, the enigma, the catalyst for radar and eventually the atomic age and the bomb,
that and the man who brought Rock Climbing to America!
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(Think of these and who were the very well heeled, think Rockefeller, Carnegie, the ultra high brow robber barons of the 1860s.)
Yes the heretic is me
It was not my friend and mentor, climbing padre( partner and milkshake sharer) Fritz Wiessner who first climbed the rocks of the NY highlands ( including the cliffs of the'Gunks)
( I used the finest point of valor or of Valoure! Here,)
(it was a cowardly act to leave out the word or its representative symbol)
????
1st.....
The Loomis Family had Swiss tutors, and they took the children - of the clan of scientists who were working (pre-war) at the Loomis Home, the Original RAD LAB. . .rock climbing. . . .
This and that then those boys went to war and were already versed in ropes pitons and the European sport , so got picked to form the skeleton crew of what would become the Tenth Mountain division. . . .
Well good morning - sheesh, - what did I fall back into?
the world is not ready to give up on the myth
that Fritz saw the white cliffs, from Break neck ridge, after a particularly strong storm cleared his view - and so was the first to climb them.
He told me so! Over and over again,
Fritz saw all the cliffs and stayed at the Mohonk Mountain house,
The reason he went to climb Millbrook was it was unclimbed , that was his driving Austrian nature to climb a mountain first the first for sure , Fritz saw the ladder like climbing at the resort hotel and the list of European guests, and knew that lots of rock had been climbed.
Oh this is not going to go over well on this side of the climbing world . . .
But I was taken climbing as a child by Fritz and Hans, then Fritz would take us for ice cream, he and I shared a specially made milk shake( I would love to still be able to stomach,)
And he would regale us with tales of early tries at aid climbing - something he did but knew was not as hard and challenging as free climbing . Free climbing, which in his world meant climbing from natural stances to hanging anchors and then back to hands and feet . . . Only hands and feet,
, well. . .
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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 19, 2015 - 02:49am PT
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The first part of neebee's first post on The Flames, Pt. I (which is what I'm calling the first 6,000+ posts in the abandoned thread).
hey there say, mousefrommerced and all you fun folks here...
thanks for all the share, a full variety here...
am enjoying seeing you all kind of
'playing tennis' here... :)
had not seen this yet--been a bit busy--so i just jump
on and off and hit only a few of the post...
happy i got to sit here a bit tonight...
So it goes...we are not only everything else we've been accused of being, we ARE a tennis match, and have been bouncing and shagging and slamming and lobbing them up and finessing one another all this time and all without a referee, umpire, or linesman.
Makes me tired thinking of all that exercise. Tennis involves at least as much running, if not more, than basketball.
zBrown has a remarkably deceptive first serve and you have to pay attention especially to the spin--you never know which direction the ball is going to spin and you can't pick up on it until you make contact.
A lot of his game is deep shots, base line, full of facts and charts, obviously designed to lull you into a rhythm he controls.
I don't play that game, homies. I'll drop-volley in a heartbeat.
But he's quick and has a long reach, often getting to shots way before I think he will. Sometimes I'm forced to play several music videos in a row to fend off his net play. Deft and sure-footed, he's very tough and quick.
I love to lob it just over his head and just out of his reach. He does a lot of back-pedaling and he seldom gets there in time to set up for a good shot.
We are used to each other's game, so it can be a long match, sometimes, neither gaining much too quickly, but just grinding it out.
Or so it feels, the older I get.
Average annual cost to compete in men's pro tennis is $143,000 as of 2014.
The median salary of the top 100 ranked men in 2013/2014 was $304,345.
The average NBA player makes $4,900,000 per season.
Maria Sharapova was the world's highest-paid female athlete for seven years straight, making about $25,000,000 avg. each year, including endorsements.
"You were looking good on the dribble drives, but you need to pass the ball off more, John. This isn't tennis."
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Gnome Ofthe Diabase
climber
Out Of Bed
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Jul 19, 2015 - 02:54am PT
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Okay every body get out of my head
Now
I do not care who's head and thoughts you go to but I need to have my thoughts be mine not filters thru the flames, mouse of Merced. . .indeed! He is a mind bending mind reader and no to tacky full neither,
Tennis anyone?
now is the summer of our disconnect,
no tent to fight the bugs at night ,
last night, the one before the humidity struck and stuck,
Was my first night out under the firmament, I'll take the stars,
Take stars and sit all night long alone,
a 'humming to those same self-edifying stars
that were a'blinking at me in my long past youth.
Origin of EDIFY
Middle English, from Anglo-French edifier, from Late Latin & Latin; Late Latin aedificare to instruct or improve spiritually, from Latin, to erect a house, from aedes temple, house; akin to Old English ād funeral pyre, Latin aestas summer
First Known Use: 14th century
Sitting in plain view of the Tee,on the twelfth, ,some aim for this rock when playing it safe, laying up,
now this is a wide sort of thing,
not near as committing as that wide stuff that makes Donnini huff, and jbro smile, but the worst inch and 3/4s over hanging slanting left to right, off handzz unless you have mutant fingers. . . and there are at least two more V?%s oh i like that as commentary, but I meant - V5 s. so if anyone feels that I only climb ugly far flung NJ choss
I present this as the breaching of the gaunlet, you will need very good - for the east - and above average, western crack skills and some grunt to pass the sit start, or not . . .
it packs a punch in its tiny 16 feet some one other than me needs to tape up (yeah it's aid) and send this so that it can have a grade in any scale it is the hard stuff and on the golf course.
In a few posts from now z will lapse into speaking Spanish,
now side by side is better if your goal is learning, to read and speak the language,
but if you only care of the history that that guy z (not x yz) shares - then read the version that appeals to your skill in the language arts so if it is english ... skip the first part and read the second part 1st.
FIRST PART:
Por pedido de Bob Dylan, investigamos la historia del otro Robert Zimmerman al que hace referencia en esta entrevista, el presidente de los Hell's Angels de San Bernardino, que, según el libro de Sonny Barger publicado en el año 2000, murió en un accidente con su moto en 1964.
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Martha dice que Robert tuvo una premonición poco antes del accidente fatal, que ocurrió en el Bass Lake Run, una tradición de los Angels. "Les dijo a los muchachos que, si salía a la ruta, no iba a volver", recuerda. "Pero le insistieron y al final salió." Zimmerman estaba tan preocupado que le dijo a su novia que fuera en un camión, en vez de en la moto con él. "Tuvo una visión de lo que iba a pasar", dice Martha.
Por Andy Green, con investigación adicional de Sacha Lecca
HERR GREEN ESTA UNA POCA PROLIJO
THE SECOND PART:
At the request of Bob Dylan, we researched the history of another Robert Zimmerman referenced in this interview, the president of the Hell's Angels of San Bernardino , which , according to the book of Sonny Barger published in 2000 , died in an accident his bike in 1964 .
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Martha says that Robert had a premonition just before the fatal accident, which occurred at Bass Lake Run , a tradition of the Angels . " He told the boys that if left to the path , not going back ," he recalls . " But they insisted and eventually came out . " Zimmerman was so worried that he told his girlfriend who was in a truck , instead of on the bike with him. " He had a vision of what was going to happen," says Martha .
Andy Green, with additional research by Sacha Lecca
GREEN IS A LITTLE HERR VERBOSE
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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 19, 2015 - 02:57am PT
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Lob
Blob
McQueen
yer shot in the first annual Flames Cross Country Open.
It beats heck out of watching golf from Great Britain...it's in Scotland this year at ST. Andy's, so my sister reminded me.
These shots are from yesterday eve, when I ran into Scott and the tribe downtown at the Art Hop.
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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 19, 2015 - 03:21am PT
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And speaking of glass...
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zBrown
Ice climber
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Jul 19, 2015 - 07:08am PT
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"I believe the quoted caption always said March of 1940. We were so poor I had to share a motorcycle with that crazy Dylan fellow."
-Steve McQueen, California Boys Republic, Chino, California
"First he was born again as a Christian, then he was born again as me? Personally I don't get it. Now he's a Jew again."
-Bobby Zimmerman, Hells Angels, Riverside
Por pedido de Bob Dylan, investigamos la historia del otro Robert Zimmerman al que hace referencia en esta entrevista, el presidente de los Hell's Angels de San Bernardino, que, según el libro de Sonny Barger publicado en el año 2000, murió en un accidente con su moto en 1964.
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Martha dice que Robert tuvo una premonición poco antes del accidente fatal, que ocurrió en el Bass Lake Run, una tradición de los Angels. "Les dijo a los muchachos que, si salía a la ruta, no iba a volver", recuerda. "Pero le insistieron y al final salió." Zimmerman estaba tan preocupado que le dijo a su novia que fuera en un camión, en vez de en la moto con él. "Tuvo una visión de lo que iba a pasar", dice Martha.
Por Andy Green, con investigación adicional de Sacha Lecca
HERR GREEN ESTA UNA POCA PROLIJO
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