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Jim Clipper
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Let's start a go fund me, to add windows to the white house, that or rebuild it in glass. could use an update, bring it into the 21st century.
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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 - Nov 7, 2018 - 09:50am PT
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Jim Clipper
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Si Mr. Mouse, seems that its black and white, simultaneously different and the same...kids will dance and shake their bones
i'm off to lose my battle with el condado. "you shall not build your shed of sticks". better to enjoy the fall
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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 - Nov 7, 2018 - 11:31am PT
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Eugene Joseph Wright (born May 29, 1923), nicknamed The Senator, is an American jazz bassist, best known for his work as a member of The Dave Brubeck Quartet,
in particular on the group's most famous album, Time Out (1959), with pianist Brubeck, drummer Joe Morello and alto saxophonist Paul Desmond.
Very enjoyable M. My thanks.
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Gnome Ofthe Diabase
climber
Out Of Bed
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The re-write:
It is only roughly three thousand feet
but a sleepless night can make or break the feat
Errant Night
Why fight it
across the room, a tent floor
An errant thought escaped
The old what ifs come swirling in
the fear of fight then flight
A what then if the pro don't hold
Ah it is the old doubt -
not relevant to this ascent
what then, it fell to a belay
there won't be one this time
now
Those ifs and buts start to grow,
giving texture to the feelings
An essence of the pit that fear can relegate
even a climbing fool to.
It can't be stopped
It can't be suppressed
it mustn't be held in contempt
there might be something to it
After all a fall would mean the end
Can anything be made out
Is this a warning to bug out
A crawling sense of dread
is growing somewhere
Down deep, It can't be stopped
It can't be suppressed
it musn't be held in contempt
there might be something to it
It can't be stopped
It can't be suppressed
it has been tried to no avail
leading that time to a bail
The doubts are not unfounded
We do not play inside
not on the hardwood floor
This aint basketball
Rocks of size -or not- breed doubts
Doubts about choices
Life's choices
Decisions turn the nut
good or bad
going up
continuing
it is one of those actions
you cannot reverse
Doubts like children
ones own they start to grow up
Fast they take on a life of their own
They start to glow,flashing behind closed eyes
The Light keeps the climber up
Being light keeps a climber up
An errant thought has grown , it is only 2 am
Prone at eleven, was there any sleep
Surely no rem, but some drowsy shut-eye
At two am to start to climb, arriving then,
Disturbing they and them that are mid climb
already ensconced in the rock crannies
those them that too have been fighting doubts
that have been also trying
while ascending to find sleep
in that
Elusive Errant Night
this was 1st**
it might go or stay I,ve tripped it over where
Errant Night
Why fight it
across the room, a tent floor
An errant thought escaped
The old what ifs come swirling in
the fear of fight then flight
A what then if the pro don't hold
Ah it is the old doubt -
what then
now
Those ifs and buts start to grow,
giving texture to the feelings
An essence of the pit that fear can relegate
even a climbing fool to.
It can't be stopped
It can't be suppressed
it musn't be held in contempt
there might be something to it
After all a fall would mean the end
Can anything be made out
Is this a warning to bug out
A crawling sense of dread
is growing somewhere
Down deep, It can't be stopped
It can't be suppressed
it musn't be held in contempt
there might be something to it
It can't be stopped
It can't be suppressed
it has been tried to no avail
leading that time to a bail
The doubts are not unfounded
We do not play inside
not on the hardwood floor
This aint basketball
Rocks of size -or not- breed doubts
Doubts about choices
Life's choices
Decisions turn the nut
good or bad
going up
continuing
it is one of those actions
you cannot reverse
Doubts like children
ones own they start to grow up
Fast they take on a life of their own
They start to glow,flashing behind closed eyes
The Light keeps the climber up
Being light keeps a climber up
An errant thought has grown , it is only 2 am
Prone at eleven, was there any sleep
Surely no rem, but some drowsy shut-eye
At two am to start to climb, arriving then,
Disturbing they and them tyhat have been also trying while ascending to find that
Elusive Errant Night
It is only roughly three thousand feet but a sleepless night can make or break the feat
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Marlow
Sport climber
OSLO
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Jan Johansson & Bengt Malbert - Gymnastiksvit
[Click to View YouTube Video]
In 1965, jazz pianist Jan Johansson and physiotherapist Bengt Malbert made an EP with gymnastics music together.
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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 - Nov 7, 2018 - 12:31pm PT
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Back at the office I called the management company that ran the [ ] apartments
where [ ] had his love nest, and told the secretary I was with [ ]. She said
there was no one named [ ] in the building, nor anyone named [ ]. Apartment B2 was rented to [ ]. Checks were from his own account.
I looked at the big picture of Big Liz on my file cabinet.
She listened patiently, as she always does.
"So [ ] knew about the love nest, and he knew about something else that had to
do with money which he'd spoken to [ ] about, and maybe [ ]."
And [ ] was missing, likely dead, and so was [ ]. Had he mentioned the
money thing to [ ]? Probably, maybe, but it didn't sound like it to me.
Why not? Because he wanted to be president and would need deniability if some
sort of money scandal emerged.
"So why was [ ] having S and M followed?" I said to Big Liz's picture.
Her picture didn't seem to know, either.
She would loved to have grabbed [ ] by his tiny package and squeezed real
hard, though, I could tell.
"I'm so thankful you didn't have to squirm and sweat through eight years of
Bushisms, sweetie."
Hubba hubba toil and trubba,
Tubba's still POTUS.
And Bubba's just a bad dream.
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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 - Nov 7, 2018 - 06:25pm PT
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Jim Clipper
climber
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Marlow, thanks for the jazz. thanks to europe for treating some great americans like humans. my respect for Brubeck increased exponentially when i learned he started one of the first inter-racial military groups while serving in WWII.
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Gnome Ofthe Diabase
climber
Out Of Bed
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all friggen bloody afternoon, till now the next day
sorry for swearin'
but I also seem to be unable to complete this post....
I have been surveying the thread on-mass
when I got to 2/16/14, posts #3761-3780, that was as far as I could go?mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
Feb 16, 2014 - 12:51am PT
On top of old Lembert, all covered with snow,
I saw Berkeley Fishes in an old Fillmore show.
It was just Frisco, Jake.
http://www.yosemite.ca.us/library/tuolumne_meadows_trails/
mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
Feb 16, 2014 - 06:19am PT
Too restless to sleep.
I was kicked back (he said dreamily) and began thinking in spire thoughts.
My racing mind moved past the obvious--Totem Pole, Spider Rock, the Finger of Fate, the LA, all the semi-spires like Lembert and his bitchy sister Halva Dome (her given name is Tis-a-ack but Halva's her stage name), and I thought of my finger, then my thumb that has gone missing, and then (weird is as weird thinks or does) James Ramsey Ullman and The White Tower.[ Click to View YouTube Video]
This would be for Lollie on Do a Grouch a Favor Day, which is today, Friday, February 16.
This gives me hope that during Facelift I can find someone to fit the stilleto heels and we can go play cinematographers in the talus up behind Camp 4, or better yet, below Sentinel Falls.
Loki loves Lollie. Loki lo-o-oves Lollie. Nyah-nyah, n-nyah-nyah!
"Roll over Loki! Roll over, boy."--Lollie and Loki in bed
Woo-hoo!
zBrown
Ice climber
Brujo de la Playa
Feb 16, 2014 - 10:01am PT
This comes to us courtesy of Basketmaker II, who may or may not reside in Chula Vista, since I'd have to call him/her more of a low-tech guru.
I normally straighten my dart shafts with fire, i.e. dry heat-but recently I've been doing a lot of experiments with axe hafting, and that necessitated the use of wet heat. Getting tired of just propping my sticks over a pot of boiling water and covering them with aluminum foil (And having sticks stickign every which way in my kitchen) I got a big electric skillet at the thrift store. I drilled a hole in each end of the lid with a hole saw, and now I have a steam box, through which a stick/dart shaft can be fed. It steams a fairly wide area, but boy howdy it works well, and fast, and keeps my kitchen a touch more orderly.
Just trying to get it straight you know?
Funny too,
because I think my 1st post to the thread was just about to show up. I fell bad around the end of Feb. -but didn't immediately start posting*
(& not 1st to the Flames thread when I did. I have gone back from my 1st post, now this parenthetical is a 3am, edit)
When I went to hit the prompt to go to "next" it flips to the page for a second,
then I get a full screen warning I've never seen
ZB, how is your search for code going?
I was looking for My 1st Flames post,
can you point me in the right direction?
What "H" double hockey stick is that warning? I have also noticed
that I have another in red script warning that the whole site is
"Not secure"
WTF?
ok I also see that it is clear
that It is me.
I dont reach this conclusion easily
but
it scares me that just as all things climbing guide start popping my fun escape has become to dangerous to skate.
back to look at that scary red page but I'm out now for the night.
* As may you all remember,
(haha, right there is one - I'll leave it)
At 1st I was clearly on (or off on) meds
So I did not come across as right in the head.
have I gotten any better?
thanx for the tolerance and companionship
A tip:
Don't break your neck!
[Click to View YouTube Video]
( it is nobody's biddnezz how many times Ive been dead!)
The Fixation Queen was always gonna win any medical comparison competition, what were guys thinking responding to a cops request as to if and how many times you've been put under?!
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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 - Nov 7, 2018 - 11:52pm PT
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Tenth Anniversary of the Merced Art Hop demanded an exhibit at the Merced County Historical Society. I visited there today. Then had more albondigas soup. A good afternoon and a nice little bike ride.
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Gnome Ofthe Diabase
climber
Out Of Bed
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Yeah or wowe,
your up!
here is a days worth of collecting and adjusting
from the pages of you opus.
We all are Always showing off peckers here,
have ya noticed?well thats what to expect from pecker heads I guessit is no surprise
I see faces everywhere
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Gnome Ofthe Diabase
climber
Out Of Bed
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Things are good
one kids looking at colleges, And the other is starting track, that may be short lived, someone was doubting the angle of the danglebut if yer qick ya can make out it was no trick just the snap=shot capturing the swinging shoulder sling
Also having spent 6 hours reading all our drivel you have to sit back and take it in, simply amazing!
I fursure don't add but do fill space well.
If It is my persistence, and continued posting that has left others off it is not apparent. so that was at least a relief,
Where did we meet ?
I was so messed up, but pulled out of the tail spin.
Logging in was doctors orders by the way.
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Gnome Ofthe Diabase
climber
Out Of Bed
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No I've not seen her but each of these Ladies, individually & in pairs or solo,
are worth chasing down,
[Click to View YouTube Video]
{there was a saying you laid down among the thousands
it was a rhyme based on a dearth, lack of the "Dank"
it was around post 300? (no not there)
but it escapes me now, gnew I should'a saved it}
[Click to View YouTube Video]
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