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mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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May 10, 2013 - 01:36pm PT
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Bir-duh!
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mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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May 10, 2013 - 01:40pm PT
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Bir-dung!
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zBrown
Ice climber
chingadero de chula vista
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May 10, 2013 - 02:17pm PT
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Another in an occasional series on fasterners. Why these are worthy of a patent is an interesting story. News at 11:00 or later.
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mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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May 11, 2013 - 02:35am PT
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Need to think fastener than that, amigo.
Belay that.
Harding-approved don't mean sh#t.The only thing that means anything is your being happy with your style.
I don't want to step on your toes, blue suede shows, or your ensolite pad--you could be mistaken for a dirtbug if I did.
(Do they even sell Ensolite any more?)
Ensolite would be an insulating pad for use while sleeping, dreaming of hell or maybe heaven.
Rope souls on the barbie tonight in hell.
Fillet of soul tomorra.
We'll get 5.10 penne for penance the day after.
Bound to have Kanga and Roo pads one of these days, right, Krehe?
And soul of oak bole provides the charcoal briquets.
You climb through the Lost Narrows to get to the meal each day.
They make you walk back down to the Valley of Dearth on the Ill, Really Ill, Really Wet and Cold and Misery-filled Missed Trail.
Repeat ad infinitum.
Don't ask about heaven, cuz I can't tell.
Kinda noisy, like a basketball game, maybe, with all that miraculously sticky rubber.
No stealth in heaven, I bet.
No Californication, either, thank God.
No Section Eight; and only the minimum amount of aid on climbs...
No UI--everyone has a pleasant job.
But there is unlimited camping, anyplace you find.
And the El Capitina shuttle runs all year long with Jonathan Winters in the lounge.
SAR boys & girls are out of that job--they are not needed here.
And then you wake up, get out of bed,
Drag the ball and chain out from under it instead...
Aaaaaaaaaaahhh, ah, ah, aaaaahhh,
A-ha-ha, ha-ha-haaa-aah...
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zBrown
Ice climber
chingadero de chula vista
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May 11, 2013 - 06:53pm PT
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4076433 - Attachment for garage door spring
An attachment device for the quick and easy attachment of a counterbalance coil spring to an appropriate bracket features a single section of rod bent to provide a shoulder at one end for connection to the bracket and a second shoulder at the other end for the counterbalance spring, the ends being equipped in a manner to permit application of an interlocking retention piece over end sections of the bend rod. In some forms of the invention fasteners applicable to the very endmost part of the rod are employed to lock the retention piece in place.
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For counterbalance garage door hardware the type which has become popular during the past decade, certain aspects ofthe equipment continues to present problems. One of these is the retention of fragmented ends of springs in case of rupture. Another is ease of installation whether by a skilled mechanic or by a house holder when a spring needs to be replaced.
Why is any of this important? I don't know, but something to consider is just where garage bands would be without safe means of entrance/egress and easy repair in case of rupture.
[Click to View YouTube Video]
The intent of http://www.60sgaragebands.com/ is to document - and therefore pay tribute to - not only the better known "one hit wonder" bands that had national hits and whose slab of vinyl is still played on today's oldies radio stations, but also to the lesser known - and even forgotten - bands that never found fame outside of a five-mile radius of their local stomping ground. If you dig the music of The Leaves, Seeds, Count Five, Castaways, Music Machine, Shadows Of Knight, and Electric Prunes, then this is the site for you. What about The Gants, Nightcrawlers, Palace Guard, Remains, Memphis Charms and Daily Flash? Ditto. The Lost? Lazy Eggs? Keggs? Alarm Clocks, Tonto & The Renegades, and Larry & The Blue Notes? Come on in. You've found the right place
A careful observer may note that this patent was issued in 1978, rather than global warming, it may be better to attribute the demise of these groups to unsafe portals.
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mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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May 13, 2013 - 03:19pm PT
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I wanna play!
Mister Ease & The Pseudos.
The Flames and Sons.
He's Sam and She's Dave.
The Together Cuckoos.
Lincoln Freed the Cadillacs.
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mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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May 13, 2013 - 06:33pm PT
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I had a lesson in photography yesterday from Tom O'Bridge.Setting focux or some shyte.
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mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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May 13, 2013 - 08:53pm PT
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Heading for Yosemite West.
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mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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May 13, 2013 - 08:56pm PT
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Dimanche matin.
I dreamed of France; why?
Eh bien, allons a Sunset Inn et Greeley Hill.
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mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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May 13, 2013 - 09:13pm PT
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And Merced Falls.
The lovebirds go "Sweet-sweet" this and that. Ancient teenagers.
The soul of gravity. We are both Gemini.
A photo labeled "Us" that the Rev gave me on Mother's Day.
How sweet-sweet.
"Nobody in the world's gonna give you lovin' as sweet as mine."--Sam the garagist
El Rio de Nuestra Senora de la Merced, her river. Our river.
Gotta love her.
"just how long is a stone apprenticeship? Stonemonsters? Meudusa."
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mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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May 13, 2013 - 09:22pm PT
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zBrown
Ice climber
chingadero de chula vista
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May 13, 2013 - 11:29pm PT
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Nice work mouse.
Isn't Donini one of those musical climbers we've been hearing about?
¿dónde están los tres amigos ahora
¿Coors es grande, no
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mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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May 14, 2013 - 12:03am PT
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Tras Coors, amigo. Tras Coors, hombers.
No, Jim's not o sole mio climber.
He loves climbing with others, not singing about it.
I must witness that Jim's one of the most self-effacing persons on this site.
I semi-quote the Rev: "Jim Donini is one of the best of us all. He never talked about himself or what he was doing, just went about it like we all knew we should be doing. No names, but he wasn't like a bunch of the rest of the top flight climbers. Nope, Donini's a good man."
And we know the Rev's record of truthfulness.
He says the same about WBraun, for the record. No qualifications or exceptions. STand-up guys.
And then there's the dichotomy.
Mathis got mentored by Millis, a stand-up guy when necessary. Still a lot of fun, but you'd hate to let your daughter marry the boy.
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mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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May 14, 2013 - 12:27am PT
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At one of Millis' reunions.
Phil B. on the ribs. Tom Crow. Gene Foolery. Jeff, Bill Nickell, Lauren, too. Nice bangs, baby! Chicken Skinner. Don Lauria. Roger D'Longnamer and Mary Lou Long. Ms. Hechtel. Chuck Cochrane. Jefe Stubburbs. Dennis Oakeshott. Ellie Hawkins.
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mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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May 14, 2013 - 02:14am PT
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For our goodest friend neebee, even MORE real folks doin' real FUN stuff and then THANKING JESUS BY NAME (real quick prayer but a prayer) for the opportunity, Amen, let's eat...Where the critters came from.
Where they found a new home.
This guy wants a bone.
You seen my new roan?
Well have you seen MY new roan?
Circle Bar Middle E?
Sorry, pard. I don't think that's in the registry.
Seen any Indians?
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zBrown
Ice climber
chingadero de chula vista
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May 14, 2013 - 10:05am PT
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Just a small sampling of "single-minded" Jim's repetoire
donini
Trad climber
Ouray, Colorado
I well recall the harmonizing of Tiny Tim and Miss Vicki.....sadly, short lived.
Apr 22, 2013 - 06:57pm PT
"Tiptoe thru the Tulips" by Tiny Tim, my absolute fave! The music died with Tiny.
Tip Toe Thru the Tulips- Tiny Tim.
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mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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May 14, 2013 - 11:12am PT
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I'd prefer Johnny Sompanato in the nasturtiums, but it's not my Turn, er somthin'. [Click to View YouTube Video]
Tulips. You know how to do it, STeve, you pucker.
photoid303118
[Click to View YouTube Video]Tere's likely awfully good, but that's just my expectoration. No basis except her position as she reveals all there on the couch.
Don't bother with flowers on my grave, lady.
"The cat was one of the last wild ones in the area.
She lived a life of independence, as had her mam.
She was solid black with a luster to the coat when she preened that turned to something...deeper than black?
Is that possible?
Can snow get any whiter?
What's snow, mam?"
About as possible as taming this felinefineandneverknewsnowdingyhaikuthingy
we all know and respect,
but who shall be remainless someday long in the future, I hope,
and nameless for now.
Keeping a feline as a pet didn't catch on quickly in the West, as
Egyptian cats could not be legally exported.
The Romans relied on ferrets.
Cowboy Larry kept a pet rat, Ratty.
And he smelled like halibut a lot.
He had a way with pussies and flat fish, both.
"Larry Eugene, stop playing with your cod."--Betty Fries, Larry's mom
Frenchman Georges-Louis Leclerc, the Count de Buffon, on kittens:
"...They have an innate malice, a falseness of character, a perverse nature, which age augments and education can only mask." Worse, too, the Count thought that female cats were overtly sexual, saying things like they announced their desires by piercing cries or the excess of need.
"Louis, you degenerate frog."--Dan Ayckroyd (Elmo Blues)
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mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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May 14, 2013 - 01:31pm PT
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Following my sunbath at the Cookie Cliff on Sunday.After "turning around and going back down, down the way I came from" (QSM Pride of Mice),
I followed the road from old I knowed would take me to Sunset Inn.
Mouse and Lauren Nickell (at the same time, simultaneous-like):
"Where's a man" "It's not"
"bound to find" "a guest at all."
"a good meal" "It's just"
"hereabouts?" "Mouse."
I took no photos, had a fast Fat Tire with Bill, said hello to the kids, wished them a happy Mothers' Day meal at the Evergreen Lodge, and exited stage pronto.
Back out on the highway, looking for no more adventure, just a place to lay my head.
I'm stalled. I cannot load pictures to ST. I'm taking a break and going to visit the bank for some real world problems, the Banco de Mexico across the street, aka Banquo of America
I must be feeling suicidal.
SLACK!
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