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zBrown
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Feb 11, 2019 - 08:09pm PT
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Jerry Roberts seems an interesting fellow
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zBrown
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Feb 11, 2019 - 09:12pm PT
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‘All men make mistakes, but a good man yields when he knows his course is wrong and then he repairs the error. The only sin is pride.”
-Sophocles
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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 - Feb 11, 2019 - 09:32pm PT
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^^^^^ "Without love and respect (and good grammar and punctuation and spelling) everything seems rather pointless."
Post #19000 --
Topic Author's Reply - Feb 11, 2019 - 05:32pm PT
Vaya con Dios, mis amigos.
I apologize for the plurilazation which transforms the sentiment into "Go with Days."
Someone's always watching and you don't wanna get caught jaywalking.
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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 - Feb 11, 2019 - 10:37pm PT
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Francis the talking cat.
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Gnome Ofthe Diabase
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Out Of Bed
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Feb 12, 2019 - 03:27am PT
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My Feet Hurt The Call
Foot by foot
by sodden foot when feet hurt
They heard it from the toe
The tow, a tug to go up,
once more again and again
to gain to gain again, must we
Can we for one more time again to go up
herd by foot by foot
Footfall, feet fail
free the heels, free thoughts heal
I'll undoubtedly feel ill,
tightly tied in not tied in at all,
Naught for not for knot
for no one to tie into, still
my feet hear the call, my feet hurt
I heard the call to go up don't have to
but can not stop, so alone still I go up
kick-kick wump wump kick o pull , pull pull
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Gnome Ofthe Diabase
climber
Out Of Bed
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Feb 12, 2019 - 03:48am PT
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?4 3 2 1
blow out the Canckles
axcsqueezme weedge'd yeda excuseme
Error in the way an a new paradigm
I had not read that Peregrine
Silent goes the au'pair again?
Fresh terrain repair again'
Retreat repeat ragain my feet
Ah, my feat hurtz again
Some of the same
feet hurt to the touz again
Baghum and dhamnit
Tim you used not knot
Naught before me,
A heads up if I'ds redz up
Id a not redzit
uh-didit do it don't it?
to wit I'd didit naught
but try to take out it?
Try to go take it out
not take not out?
forgehedabout it
All to after right the write why way up start now too?
A non-constant sorrow when puncktuateson in ans spellins count
Twice in a day
Write the right way for now but then now past,
Future has been blown past fast too
all the rest of the time its a broken clock!
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Bushman
climber
The state of quantum flux
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Feb 12, 2019 - 06:21am PT
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In pursuit of my quest to make first contact with the Gnomulans my universal translator started heating up and began smoking. Before it burst into flames I heard;
-emonGotep
ackwards b seog reverse invert pig Latin
A man, a plan, a canal panama
a palindrome
I’ve only just learned now
The sower Arepo
leads with his hand the plough
or similar to that in Latin
the earliest palindrome found
sator arepo tenet opera rotas
Interesting
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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 - Feb 12, 2019 - 07:05am PT
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Conversation with The Old Guide
Brought to you by
Fix, Brown, Lambert--Crack Attorneys-at-law.
"We can handle your legal problems while you keep working your boulder probelms."
Located in Boulder, by cracky.
The darkness outside was making me crazy.
Or was it the blotter windowpane Demo had given me earlier?
I wanted some light, regardless.
And someone to rap with would be appreciated.
Wouldn't you know?
The light wasn't working in the john, but at least I might have a person who would hear me, possibly understanding my sentiments and fears.
I had many back then and I was feeling pretty worked up just then.
The hit was beginning to peak.
You never knew who you'd see in the toilets back then, but I used the stalls as a place to read and cadge a smoke.
So I went into the recently cleaned Camp 4 head to sit in the last stall,
my favorite.
There was just enough light left in the dark outside to let me see that there were shoes on the floor in the next stall
 a pair of worn kletts with socks jammed into them -- and a pair of new-looking Kalso Earth Shoes were on the guy's feet.
"Punter," I thought.
But I wasn't there to take a dump.
Then, from out of the occupied stall, came the words, "Let there be light."
As the stall door opened, the light went on in its protective cage.
I smiled and my eyes popped open suddenly, wide with amazement.
"Wow. Do that again."
This was immediately followed by a hearty voice saying jovially,
"You're welcome. I love that trick. But check it out..."
The bulb started winking on and off, on and off, turned a shade of purple;
and then the music began, controlling the light, the soft sounds which the clouds make rubbing each other up and scraping the sky.
It may have been Montovani, but not Morricone, for sure not; but it didn't seem to matter -- it just added to the "scene."
I thought about a cigarette then, as I used to do when sitting on the can.
I asked the (apparently) well-heeled appearing person in the next stall, politely, did he have a cigarette that I could bum?
"It's not good to smoke. You know that. But here's a Camel Werner gave me. I want it back when you're done. It's a magic Camel."
"Cor, blimey! YOU, of all deities, don't believe in magic, do you?"
"I AM the magic. I AM many things, among them ALL THINGS. I AM WHO I AM.
How many times you gotta hear it? And knock off the Brit accent. Yours is terrible."
"Tell it to Earvin. I KNOW WHO YOU ARE, or have an idea of who you are, more like. You're indeed a mystery but I trust you."
"I know. I heard you praying like the Devil (You should hear him when HE gets scared -- it's ludicrous, I tell you) when you thought you were going to fall out of that wide crack this morning. That's quite a project. Do you think you're that good? You didn't "project" much when you were praying, just little wheezes and grunts and mutterings. How do you expect me to hear you if you don't witness that you're calling on me. That's a hypocritical attitude and one which is not appreciated. Henceforth, when doing wyde, on a run-out slab, or on a shaky aid placement, you are hereby commanded and instructed to shout my name in supplication, praise me for my works, and MAKE SURE YOU PROJECT YOUR VOICE. And for my sake and your own, STOP SMOKING!"
"That's not too much to ask, I suppose. I was told the same by my dad.
"'Enunciate, please,' he used to tell me at dinner from the other end of the table.
"'I have not had a smoke since I was 32 years old. Your mother hasn't had a smoke since then, either. Don't ever let me catch you smoking again,'" he would say.
That was then, this was now, I then thought.
"Are we good? Can I get a smoke now?"
Well, that was that.
The light bulb stopped pulsing and the shitter went dark and the soft music ended abruptly during a nice run of arpeggios.
I looked under the stall wall -- and there was nothing.
And the most God-awful stink arose in that place, driving me out of my little Paradise.
But I ran into Bridwell a few steps away from the door, who was making his way to the can.
He hit me up for a smoke.
I fished in my pockets and found a grungy Camel and we split it there at an empty site.
And we talked and talked into the night.
Then he got up and went inside to do his business and I wandered off to my tent, looking forward to the next day's wyde open challenges.
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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 - Feb 12, 2019 - 10:05am PT
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Fronting for The Weather, Larry's got something for us this morning.
http://weatherwest.com/archives/6645
"Which way is the wind blowing, Bob?"
"How high is the high pressure, Mamma?"
Lotta questions, lotta science, lotta guessin'.
"...instead of a weeks-long dry and warm spell in California, we’ve been experiencing something close to the opposite: an extended period of wet conditions with well below normal temperatures, characterized by active weather and in some cases very low snow levels. Some of the highest peaks in the San Francisco Bay Area, for example, currently have accumulated a snowpack over a foot deep; the beaches of the North Coast near Eureka and Arcata have experienced accumulating snow twice in the past 10 days; and snowpack in the Sierra Nevada is now slightly above average (this is now genuinely newsworthy in a warming world!).
At Pebble Beach last weekend. No singing, no dancing.
https://www.facebook.com/PGATour/videos/2455448347859965/
And from my housemate Dawn, Vern's spouse, this story of The Day the Music Died.
[Click to View YouTube Video]
We all got up to dance
But we never got the chance.
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zBrown
Ice climber
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Feb 12, 2019 - 10:21am PT
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Just in take 2 - a big surprise, eh
A Brooklyn jury on Tuesday found Mexican kingpin Joaquin “El Chapo” Guzman guilty of running a massive drug-trafficking operation.
The drug lord looked stunned as the panel handed down the verdict on its sixth day of deliberations — convicting him on all counts, including operating a continuing criminal enterprise, use of firearms and various charges of conspiracy to import and distribute cocaine, heroin and marijuana.
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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 - Feb 12, 2019 - 10:24am PT
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They dropped the fireworks charges, eh?
Stunning news, all the time, from our man in SO MANY PLACES AT ONCE, el brujo, zBrown.
zBrown, everybody!!!
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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 - Feb 12, 2019 - 10:44am PT
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More Calififrickin weather.
Beautiful image, Jay.
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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 - Feb 12, 2019 - 11:15am PT
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Harry Kramer (25 January 1925, Lingen – 20 February 1997, Kassel) was a German sculptor, choreographer, dancer, and professor of art at the Kunsthochschule Kassel. He is best known for his kinetic sculptures from the early 1960s. He was elected into the National Academy of Design in 1994.
https://vimeo.com/120313365
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Gnome Ofthe Diabase
climber
Out Of Bed
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Feb 12, 2019 - 02:50pm PT
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Time To C?ook The Spaghetti Bulonegnse
And to neebee
love you
Iknow
You seem to have too I have too
too
sometimes we are on that beam together
StroNG Stuff!
It feels good
Love and warmth & light to you
Spaghetti Bulonegnse
https://www.bbc.com/food/recipes/easy_spaghetti_bolognese_93639
But never that much carrot,(too sweet)
The Carrot adds the sweet the mushroom a deep earthy-ness
And Always Chopped & sliced mushrooms, Earthy,
All those chopped things, mushrooms 1st, (not the sliced ones)
.Shredded, grated carrots, onions get sauteed
Fried together reduced to a mush.
also a concentrate, a beef soup base, (from a short squat jar)
to replace all the salt* & stock
(Here others add tomato paste or pesto paste)
yo, to be true to the Gnome sauce,
half that beef & (ground turkey) TVP; Soy-based not-meat,
(or in this time of fake news) fake meat,
often, not always any more than a hamburger's worth of beef,
if the fake meat product has an Italian lean added, no need for lite-soy or Bragg Aminos
till at the table to taste.
Some like it sweeter, Some add dry powder herbs & pepper, just before the stir in the meat mix If you like a chunky near meatbaLL type thing,
LOWER THE HEAT AND LET IT SIT, stirring the meat-mix after6-7 minutes on medium-low simmer
I'm MAKING SAUCE, I stir it all the time on medium high,
stir it to a smooth uniform, thicken with a mix of 2 tablespoons of corn starch, and hot water mixed 1st, to stop any clumping
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zBrown
Ice climber
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Feb 12, 2019 - 03:38pm PT
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How can Herr Brown (or even Herr Braun) be in two places at once?
Just don't be anywhere at all.
Does Google work in Spanish?
Why yes it does.
Why do you ask?
Well it is not for me. It is for the benefit of Senor Papalote.
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