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mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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Apr 13, 2013 - 01:27pm PT
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I'd rather pull with my ample tummy over the cables rather than trying to lift myself at armpit height.--Gene's opinion on the downed cables of HD
Gene, my brother, I see no indication of ampleness, tummy-wise.You're 60 and the body gets harder to get hard when it's been softened by age/inactivity. If anything, I see exampleness, bud. I need strength training but refuse to go at it whole hog because of the example, for example, of THocking's recent injury in "training."
Mark H., STFU, Ape-master Pig-Thumper... :)
It may be that you THINK you need or should shed flab, but from here on the day you visited, you had a visible spring in your step, old geezer. That is what counts, but so does your self-image.
Cut yourself some slack, let's get out the rack, go climb ourselves a crack, drink Half Dome brew when we're back, Jack.
Speaking of the Classic, do you remember the booth in the park with the motocross bike, the 51-50 energy drink guys? I did not know until this week that it's a local product!
This gal is Melissa and she's one of our city's sparkliest spark-plugs, and I hope she decides to run for the city council.
Melissa at the Merco bike race, lookin' all glassy-eyed in the refreshment tent, wondering why she didn't clean her sunglasses/night-vision enhancer lenses.
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neebee
Social climber
calif/texas
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Apr 13, 2013 - 03:07pm PT
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hey there say, mouse... sorry late, but check your email...
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mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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Apr 14, 2013 - 01:54pm PT
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!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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neebee
Social climber
calif/texas
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Apr 14, 2013 - 02:37pm PT
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hey there say, mouse....
hmmm.....
bulbs, getting ready to bloom:
! ! !! !
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mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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Apr 15, 2013 - 01:14am PT
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Nope. Just exclaiming over the painting(s).
I'm truly honored. I hope you've gotten and read the emails by now.
1. Last Ranch on Cunningham Rd./Linda Abbott
2. At the Top of Their Game/Linda Abbott
3. Lizzie Ruffalo/neebee
4. Liz Bermingham/neebee
5. Liz Ruffalo with sons Michel and Scott/nameless neebee
I have "acquired" five pieces of original art in one week when all I've ever HAD is one Throwpie which has been given away to some lucky person out there years ago, but which I want, and one pointillist portrait of an Indian by R. Hamm. And the one little clay piece by Liz.
It makes it real when I think of the topo on the reverse of Tom Evans' poster which Lilabiene has. Art strikes at midnight sometimes. Sober or not.
And trading a Bierstadt for a one-of-a-kind aerial shot of the Falls, and having folks ask for my photos, or meeting artists who know people I know and want to talk about something besides just art, these are things that have made this time in my life special.
I'd like to thank Dean Fidelman for the calendar again one more time. I'm digging the hell out of April, Dean, in all ways...
And this is by way of appreciating the slightly-older-than-I crowd of ST old-schoolers who are 'just too guido believe.' I hope we all grow "better" so well as dem guys have shown us the way here, too, just they did once backing the day.
[Click to View YouTube Video]
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=t19Li1N09Xo
Liz was my Penelope. I came back to her after twenty years.
Until tonight, I'd never thought of her in that context.
Thanks, all.
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mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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Apr 15, 2013 - 01:28pm PT
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I refuse to bow to the temptation to pun on the word 'knot.'
I refuse to admit that I have never read the Cleary books about Ralph.
There can be no connection to Ralph from Happy Days and why isn't his name pronounced Rafe Mafe--is it some Euro thing or just when is the honeymoon starting, Ralph?
That was Uncle Ray from My Favorite Martian that played the sly-sounding Matt.
Naturelement, we come to Arlo Guthrie, again, sliding sidewise at X km/h and singin'
[Click to View YouTube Video]Yur not gonna die any time soon.
I do feel like havin' me a pickle, though, thinkin' on it.
Polski wyrob, py got!
My brother Tim was on a Kawa when he got T-boned in Jamestown about twenty years ago. He lucked out and only had three limbs broken.
Not my style. I've ridden bicycles, not motorcycles, and Liz even rode a bike a lot when she was young and selling Avon. She hauled young Michel-Jon round in a seat on the back. It was a three-speed.
Then she met that motorcycle mechanic...
http://www.buzzhunt.co.uk/2011/05/06/polish-guy-makes-100-wooden-bicycles/
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zBrown
Ice climber
chingadero de chula vista
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Apr 15, 2013 - 01:38pm PT
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Climbing content @ 2:02
don't put on any heirs
sure hope they don't fall, would be nobody left to follow them down
http://vimeo.com/29988524
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mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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Apr 15, 2013 - 02:39pm PT
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Just got home from Illinois, lock the front door, oh boy!
Got to sit down, take a rest on the porch.
Imagination sets in, pretty soon I'm singing,
CHORUS:
Doo, doo, doo, Looking out my back door.
There's a giant doing cartwheels,
A statue wearing high heels.
Look at all the happy creatures dancing on the lawn.
A dinosaur Victrola listening to Buck Owens.
CHORUS
Tambourines and elephants are playing in the band.
Won't you take a ride on the flying spoon?
Doo, doo doo.
Wond'rous apparition provided by magician.
CHORUS
Tambourines and elephants are playing in the band.
Won't you take a ride on the flying spoon?
Doo, doo doo.
Bother me tomorrow, today, I'll buy no sorrows.
CHORUS
Forward troubles Illinois, lock the front door, oh boy!
Look at all the happy creatures dancing on the lawn.
Bother me tomorrow, today, I'll buy no sorrows.
CHORUS
Here's the story I suppose I might have told you, neebee, had I gone on.
The mechanic, Rick, took his son, Scott, from his mother and her first son and headed Back East, eventually to Cincinnati, where there were no tacos in '83, according to Liz's tale.
Canterbury, you got nothin' on this one.
She-mom extraordinaire set off in chase and went 'round and 'round in Ohio and got her Scotty back to Merced, and so the soaps continued until we met in the ER and as the poet Eurante once said
terra met foima
Rock climbing is perfectly safe--it's the dismount that's hazardous!
Liz and her Oh Boys! Someplace along Feather River.
She collected postcards and elephants. Long poems were no match for her memory. The Night Before Christmas was child's play. A Midsummer Night's Dream was her only live Shakespeare experience, here in Merced, at the first performance given at the new outdoor theater in Applegate Park, a modern adaptation.
We were in the Guild of St. Thomas More and our "period" was truly the earlier faires, the Henrician faires as we called them, but we adapted to the Elizabethan mode easily enough and had great fun at both. Liz recited some "poesy" at one faire as a part of our act. I challenged her to memorize some Shakespearean sonnets, but she informed me in her best "period-Nazi" impression ever: "It's not the right period, good sir. Period."
I saw no tear in her dress, neebee. Maybe that was a tear in your eye.
You meant in this dress, eh?
Here's that other of the grand-Lizzie.
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mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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Apr 15, 2013 - 03:23pm PT
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mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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Apr 15, 2013 - 03:58pm PT
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In hearing of the Boston Marathon Massacre just now, it seems to bring to mind the thrilling days of 9-11 when flags were flown on Fords, flower carts, and taco wagons.But even so,
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zBrown
Ice climber
chingadero de chula vista
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Apr 15, 2013 - 06:07pm PT
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OUCH!
Take a lesson from the lovely lemon tree, but it's still only gonna give you lemons in the end, unless of course you are a meadowlark, in which case life is golden
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zBrown
Ice climber
chingadero de chula vista
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Apr 15, 2013 - 11:28pm PT
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Bruce Penninsula Park
http:// link hosed up - will fix
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mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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Apr 16, 2013 - 05:16pm PT
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A Short
The Barisov Parcel
It was a standard USPS ready-to-post mailing carton, but what it held was far from ordinary.
It was a Mulligan. Also known as a Ginsberg. Sometimes called a McGuffin, in error, but well-intentioned error, one hopes. There are worse errors than calling a Ginsberg a McGuffin, like calling a Hitler a Ginsberg, I suppose.
Blue suede, usually, but this was Blue Velvet, it had a plush feel to it. I thought it might BE a real Vintage Vinton, but there was something missing.
A blue velvet McGuffin, being mailed to Boston, the day after an afternoon of terrifying bombs going off in crowds of spectators at the finish of the marathon. Hmm...
At first, it’s not too obvious what’s happening, but it gradually begins to occur to me, that I know what is inside this parcel which I am holding, yet it is still wrapped inside, the package is intact.
Whoa!
Whoa! And wait just a freakin’ minute, Jack! I cannot know this is a McGuffin, much less know it’s blue velvet. I’ts not possible, just like that contraction of “it is.”
Aha! But there ‘tis, so it’s not “IMPOSSIBLE,” is it?
How do I know it is “plush” and how do I know it is “blue?”
That is rich, but sad, too, that I feel this way.
And how do I know it is a Mulligan/Ginsberg/McGuffin when they are, after all, just do-overs and mysterious objects themselves? Ephemera, photo-proof; no nest in te, visibilite.
It is a question that I am willing to turn over in my mind to Nowhere Man, champion of nothing, obliged to nobody, and best of all, he works for free.
I have a contract with him. He does not accept contractions as valid. I use ‘em all the time, but cannot use them now that Nowhere Man is on the case. He is nowhere and everywhere at once, but he cannot contract, only expand. So he is unlimited in what he can and cannot do at the same time.
Do not ask.
I will not tell.
Story
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Gypsy
Social climber
NC
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Apr 16, 2013 - 08:15pm PT
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Early morning on the beach at the Santa Cruz Boardwalk
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zBrown
Ice climber
chingadero de chula vista
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Apr 16, 2013 - 08:21pm PT
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Truckin'
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