Discussion Topic |
|
This thread has been locked |
mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
|
|
|
Topic Author's Reply - Aug 3, 2018 - 10:24am PT
|
It's nice to be back
here in Merced
attempting to discover
a way to get by
to keep on truckin'...
I've got a room
but it is temp fix...
exploring options/possibilities...
using public computer at MC public library...
the Wired Café is remodeling
won't be open til Monday.
Probably get back atcha then.
Cheers,
MFM
ps/Funniest tale I've seen this year, Psilocybro. Worthy of the Millis Award.
|
|
mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
|
|
|
Topic Author's Reply - Aug 8, 2018 - 09:46am PT
|
What's yer bro's name, Tad?
Back in town looking for a trailer ('bout twelve feet long)
in which to live year-round.
I have a place to stash it in Vern's back yard. Vern, as some of you may recall, was a resident manager in the old hotel back when I was running around in the Red Roadent. He and his lovely wife Dawn paid it off and there is a lot of trust so he's letting me rent a room in his new used home here in Old Merced.
I've been searching the Sacto to Fresno Craigslistings for a suitable unit under a certain amount vaguely in the vicinity of cheap as possible without being a fixer-upper. Old but functional, warm in the winter, with or without an icebox, all possibilities entertained.
If you have knowledge of such, let me know.
So far as I know, I'm not lifting face in Yosemite this year. I have no reservation, at any rate. I don't know if it will do any good for me to put my name in for YPCG, but I still may.
Here is a fishing poem for ya, "Tadpole."
There was an old boy named Vic Tishous
Who lived on the isle of Mauritius
Angling was his game
Lying was his fame
No one's ever caught so many big fishes
(His mother named him Aloyisius, BTW)
Be good and good to each other. Later.
|
|
hooblie
climber
from out where the anecdotes roam
|
|
oh dingus ... i was going to win this page
|
|
zBrown
Ice climber
|
|
so, did you ride with tPie? if you did were you goofy or lefty?
[Click to View YouTube Video]
John proved that you didn't have to ride goofy at the Pipeline. Possibly the first lefty rider there, notable for another less publicized circumstance too
OK - first to ride Pipeline on acid as far as anybody knows
[Click to View YouTube Video]
|
|
Ricky D
Trad climber
Sierra Westside
|
|
Jesus.
I did not take enough acid BITD ot keep up with this.
I applaud each and all of you crazy diamonds.
|
|
Psilocyborg
climber
|
|
Whenever I get a package of plain M&Ms, I make it my duty to continue the strength and robustness of the candy as a species. To this end, I hold M&M duels. Taking two candies between my thumb and forefinger, I apply pressure, squeezing them together until one of them cracks and splinters. That is the "loser," and I eat the inferior one immediately. The winner gets to go another round. I have found that, in general, the brown and red M&Ms are tougher, and the newer blue ones are genetically inferior. I have hypothesized that the blue M&Ms as a race cannot survive long in the intense theatre of competition that is the modern candy and snack-food world.
Occasionally I will get a mutation, a candy that is misshapen, or pointier, or flatter than the rest. Almost invariably this proves to be a weakness, but on very rare occasions it gives the candy extra strength In this way, the species continues to adapt to its environment.
When I reach the end of the pack, I am left with one M&M, the strongest of the herd. Since it would make no sense to eat this one as well, I pack it neatly in an envelope and send it to:
M&M Mars, A Division of Mars, Inc. Hackettstown, NJ 17840-1503 U.S.A.
along with a 3x5 card reading, "Please use this M&M for breeding purposes."
This week they wrote back to thank me, and sent me a coupon for a free 1/2 pound bag of plain M&Ms. I consider this "grant money." I have set aside the weekend for a grand tournament. From a field of hundreds, we will discover the True Champion. There can be only one.
|
|
Gnome Ofthe Diabase
climber
Out Of Bed
|
|
perhaps there is more than a glow of embers?
onto the victor, falls the spoils!
now not sure if the winner is,
if consumption is the sole point of candies existence?
what resistance that is attained thru mutation speaks to
Candy having (a) soul ?. . . (check,with,Largo,What is Soul,mind,You)
good on you for saving generations from weaker and weaker individuals of color.
Sad to hear of the deficiencies of Blue, is orange familiar to you?
For THe SAKE of The Missing Bushman & his long lost
While we do applaud the more out there postings -
of a type that keeps the lights on for some and turns them off for others,
the levels of insanity that drugs played, in fact, is smaller than you'd think,
Climbing bent my mind more than any drink
but for the days when chemists lived to bring a pure safe conncotion to light.
well'
sure If you gnew who was at the helm, you might just put your wrist out,
A cup full of a box of rain or just a drop, or 2will do ya
Smiley faces, the sunshine window pane.
(WidowPain,I made a funny)
It now all seems a dream, it wasn't
yellow was 1st then the purple came
Out
The yellow came out but the purple was always 1st. . . .
[quote]
Then there was your your big point, Schools.
Massachusetts, Connecticut, New Jersey, in my experience, but it follows that it is similar in the southern states as well,
As you know it is a checker board of school systems if your moving east coast.
There are good schools and there are very good schools. In the Teaching game to get started, Navy and Math/science & all, you might want to get started at a private school?
Some of those can be very good schools & particularly, at placement in colleges & universities. Though, some private high schools are just diving boards, often lacking academically.
There might be more than one in great need of your skills, but what the trade off?(Home to a certain type of hard to take entitled lifers"?")
Connecticut, has a very lower traffic volume due to the highways, but those same arteries lead to some rough rush hours, kind of that way, every where, especially Burlington!
And that Real Estate market? whats up with that? Im only now just getting my jaw closed, nowhere close to the lake or views? What are the year 2 college return rates for the high schools?
|
|
throwpie
Trad climber
Berkeley
|
|
Regular foot Z, even though I write and draw leftie...big stuff right, little stuff left is the way Im wired. I used to surf with a fellow in SF that could switch stance at will. Would ride half the wave frontside then switch to backside. Didn't matter. I considered him an advanced human.
Regarding the Tioga, Merced is in the middle of a change brought on my UC Merced. I was there a few weeks ago and noticed a marked increase of foot traffic and pub hanging on 17th street.
|
|
Bushman
climber
The state of quantum flux
|
|
This Child of Man
Oh I’ve been
thinking about what religion has done
It’s
take away my fathers son
For he
went climbing all around
And
no one was there to hear the sound
When
he fell down
Oh down
and down and down and down
He
fell so far he broke his crown
There was
no one there to rescue him
It was
his only sin
When
he met his end
Now
people say he went to heaven
It’s
been so long since I’ve heard from him
I’ve
had my doubts
Only
in my dreams was he still allowed
Oh
speak to me I shout out loud
Oh I’ve been
thinking about what religion has done
It’s
taken away my fathers son
So devoted he was
and he believed in everything
This child of man
he was my fathers son
I have my doubts
it was his plan
Oh I’ve been
thinking about what religion has done
It’s
taken away my fathers son
For he
went climbing all around
Was
no one there to hear the sound
When
he fell down
-Tim Sorenson
08/09/2018
|
|
mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
|
|
|
Topic Author's Reply - Aug 10, 2018 - 02:40pm PT
|
I am not here because of anything but escape.
From what, I leave to one's imagination--yours, for example.
M&Ms is not one of the things from which I am escaping.
Initials don't scare me. Tatooed candy, nah, it's harmless.
It may look tough, but that blue boy is just a candy-ass.
The orange one reminds me of Largo.
He's all hard on the outside but he melts in your...whatever.
I'm escaping via a new laptop made by Dell, a unit with no customized buttons galore, but a fine keyboard built right into the thing.
Will have to see how it uploads my photos from my summer with Tim.
I went with Vern yesterday to the geographic center of California. We scored and returned the way we'd come, from Nerdced to Oakhurst and Mariposa and by Gass Bake to North Fock & points beyond in the center, the gooey chewy center of California.
|
|
mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
|
|
|
Topic Author's Reply - Aug 10, 2018 - 04:47pm PT
|
|
|
mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
|
|
|
Topic Author's Reply - Aug 10, 2018 - 05:52pm PT
|
This morning as I wade through bushes
in the frosty freeze along the bank
along time's river
a river of no sleep
it comes to me that the world
is cold only on the surface
Inner fires don't reach the toes
of frozen poets or eskimos
but the snows of several Kilimanjaros
are steadily melting
killing off the fur trade
Yeah, here along this river
slowing with the winter
inner fires reveal themselves
as rimrock fractured by frost
last century
last millennium
last ice age
and the ones before that
It has taken time no time at all
to do all this
to break big ones into small ones
to create redds for the water people
to do what the old man does best
and that is to mellow things out
after messing them up
and to change them around
and to swap this for that
him for her
she for it
mend this fault
break that continent
and then sink it under the waves
if he wants to and no doubt will someday
when some frozen fool with cold toes like me
comes along with a wicked need to piss
in time's river
But not today.
|
|
mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
|
|
|
Topic Author's Reply - Aug 10, 2018 - 06:15pm PT
|
|
|
mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
|
|
|
Topic Author's Reply - Aug 10, 2018 - 09:14pm PT
|
|
|
mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
|
|
|
Topic Author's Reply - Aug 10, 2018 - 09:22pm PT
|
|
|
mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
|
|
|
Topic Author's Reply - Aug 11, 2018 - 07:03am PT
|
Good morning.
|
|
mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
|
|
|
Topic Author's Reply - Aug 11, 2018 - 07:09am PT
|
This was taken about a week ago on a night the moon would not rise...it was a layer of cloud, not smoke, that obscured that nightly ritual.
For several days last week, the smoke in the Jamestown-Sonora area was very, very dense, so that an apocalyptic orange glow emanated from the ground and contrasted greatly with the shadows of the trees.
When Vern and I drove to Madera county the other day, the sections of last year's Detweiler fire through which we passed were re-grown with grass, although the trees were scorched and offered, again, stark contrast.
And everywhere there were signs thanking first responders.
the Rev tells me he had his truck packed in readiness for an evacuation order, which never came, but still could, it seems. The Ferguson fire is not contained, and there is the real possibility of spot fires. There was one spot fire only half-a-mile from his Camp Runamucka some days back and he sent his GF, Denny, packing as soon as he heard about it. It got the full treatment from the crews and copters. With a pond very nearby, they pounded it and held it to fifteen acres. the Rev's place is 8 or nine miles from the blaze, so those spot fires are no joke.
Jeff says he's feeling pretty energized & his pain is managed well & he was really-really happy to have qualified for Medi-Cal, which is going to pay for the drug he's receiving.
|
|
|
SuperTopo on the Web
|
Let us know!