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throwpie
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Berkeley
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Jun 21, 2013 - 11:02pm PT
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following and top roping....I have a clearer image of Brian way out on the Dike Route. His butt that is.
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MisterE
Social climber
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Jun 21, 2013 - 11:26pm PT
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Mousey one
I am married to a flame
Puerto Rican
and Irish
is the mix -
I dodge spontaneous combustion
almost for a living
It's worth it though,
the force is as irrevocable
as it is irreverent
and unstoppable.
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zBrown
Ice climber
Brujo de La Playa
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Jun 23, 2013 - 12:35am PT
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Ordinarily I wouldn't put up a cover of Warren's work if the coverers hadn't actually looked on Gower Ave., but Pickins have been slim, if you know what I mean.
Groovy? - you be the judge.
I never did see Lon Chaney (Sr. or Jr.) and I used to live in Hollywood.
Draw blood. Isn't that George Alexander on bass?
[Click to View YouTube Video]
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neebee
Social climber
calif/texas
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Jun 24, 2013 - 01:37am PT
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hey there say, zBrown... neat extra info you added, thanks for sharing...
and--thanks for caring... :)
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mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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Jun 24, 2013 - 01:13pm PT
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It feels like coming into work on Monday, in some ways.
I got worked at the Thumb, as THocking a-saith.
At least I did not die.
Nor die did he in my place, as a true partner would, for the follower must not fall if he is not to fall into total whatever-soever-however it may forthcome.
California is its own reward, for the East Coasters who listen to us West Coast-costers, us shucky-juvy wannabe surf-club types, and wonder from what side of which moon we come.
Be here now, then, or sometime other, the cities are sucky, and one is lucky, when one has been born to country ways. The real California resides in the mind, as it always must.
Yes, Ah'm back, Mona. I'm coming out on the front.
Bumpity-bump.
Dino Valente sort of took a good thing and made it different.
I won'st bother you with the upcoming Courthouse Museum exploration of Merced's rich musical past any longer.
It begins as an exhibit this Thursday with live music which begins at 6 pm.
"Michael Kennedy, the founder of the blog Merced Music (and former member of a suspiciously Flame-infeckted group called Snooze You Loose which included Bullfrog) has created a virtual shrine to a generation of music in Merced that would leave a mark across the country...
That era really started in 1956 when Roddy Jackson put together one of the first interracial rock bands in the country....It was a really important first.
He credits Roddy Jackson and the Blue Notes with getting the entire community plugged into the music scene and learning how to play guitar.
Then the Brogues broke as an early 60s group with a serious attitude problem and then a straight line into psychedelic music...
The popularity of this emerging brand of music led to many famous acts stopping in Merced, including Janis Joplin and the Doors [though I must cite this error: it was the Holding Co.; the Coodrs did play here. Twice. Once with a local sub drummer.
Yes, you can Google www.mercedmusic.wordpress.com
I am logged kin to Wired Cafe, the internet cafe in town.
George Fenneman, what is today's magic word?
"Bowels, Groucho."
It may be worth noting, musically, that on the same Saturday night that Mel's rocked to the blues, the Merced Theater presented ballet. It may also be worth nothing, musically or otherwise.
On arriving back in town from THocking's and Maureen's, I found:
1. The elevator still not working right: it hit each floor before stopping at the lobby, and it hit each floor going to the floor that called it.
2. I was jonesing for another steak like the ones we grilled on Solstice eve at Tom's Thumb.
So I called the Rev, invited myself up, and bought some "fully-aged" beef (reduced price) and one-pound potatoes and hit the road to Greeley Hill.
We traded tales, laughed, and discussed the possible consequences of Taj Mahal's death*, the outcome of the current episode of "Snapped" which Denice was watching, the fact that Rod Whittaker is a surprisingly talented individual (musically!), what it's like to not have millions of dollars cluttering our lives, and the Foresta fire of yore.
I have hundreds of photos, as THocking hath a-saith. I am busying myxelf reading Charis Wilson West's tales of her and Edward's trips involving photographing California in the thirties. And the James Branch Cabell novel I recently purchased down in Idyllwild, The Way of Ecben.
It's going to be a few days, maybe tomorrow, before my computer's back home and healthy again.
A-raining now, but it's not a hard rain, thank ya, Jah.
Till the again, play fair, kiddies.
*Barbara Jones, an old friend whom I visited the other day in the Bay Area, had heard rumblings about Taj's demise, which has NOT come to pass, thank ya, Jah.
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zBrown
Ice climber
Brujo de La Playa
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Jun 24, 2013 - 05:04pm PT
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"Some folks shoot the breeze
Some shoot the sheeit
Some shoot to kill
I like to shoot the curl"
Dave "Baby" Cortez
Here comes Dave now, keeping his organ happy as always.
[Click to View YouTube Video]
I do not know what Car Club rode with.
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mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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Jun 25, 2013 - 03:50am PT
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And here's the big ultimate.
Just tonight, after having posted that last reply, I received an email from Barbara's husband, my old Flames partner Larry, that she has passed away in her sleep!
What a blessing that I was able to visit her for that one part of the day last week. Thank you for that, and grant her rest, Lord of All.
I have been stranged-out before, but this is just freaky.
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mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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Jun 25, 2013 - 03:56am PT
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I need my ponies.
Yep, they look to be twins, but close inspection is revelatory...
Roy and Roger?
Dale and Evan?
Pal and Meano?
Nee and Bee?
Neigh-bors of the Rev in Greeley Hill.
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mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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Jun 25, 2013 - 04:03am PT
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Gypsy!
Looky!
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mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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Jun 25, 2013 - 05:06am PT
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The Celebrated THocking Walking Blues.
It lives to climb another day.
Taj Mahal's Celebrated Walking Blues
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7K3qCtxfIDQ
Ain't gonna change no low-down ways,
Just gonna give some device belays.
Got to go to Susanville, baby,
Git my Bermingham-bone boiled.
I had to look round for my shoes.
Then I had no socks.
(What was I to do? I sacrificed my Trojans! 5.10. Let's WALK to the coffee shop.)
"I had my business fixed by using Acco fasteners exclusively."--U.R. Dunn.
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mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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Jun 25, 2013 - 05:30am PT
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mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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Jun 25, 2013 - 05:42am PT
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The path of a trundled egg like that would put it right on the road home.
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mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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Jun 25, 2013 - 06:01am PT
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There will be a TR in the works tote de sweat.
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mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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Jun 25, 2013 - 08:56am PT
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I've seen good days start out this ugly...
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mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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Jun 25, 2013 - 09:23am PT
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These are from yesterday afternoon.The original ElCapitan HS, constructed to open in 1958, lasted three years only before it became Merced HS North Campus. It was surrounded by tomato fields and cow pasture.
As the new era dawns, the old just keeps jealously standing firm. New campus, same old tomatoes. But not for long.
It was threatening to rain and did for just a while earlier out in the county.
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zBrown
Ice climber
Brujo de La Playa
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Jun 25, 2013 - 10:14pm PT
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Anyone remember the word kype? As in:
The boy glommed onto the toy and then kyped it from his friend.
It was used amongst the pretty rowdy element I was known to associate with in Chula Vista in the 1950's (sure glad I didn't fall in with them).
Then there was the five-finger discount and the midnight auto supply.
Apparently, from my research on crime stats in this area, they're still popular.
Feel to free to have a go at it for your respective/respected areas.
http://www.crimemapping.com/map.aspx?sid=ef61f71a-96a6-480e-bd12-d9571632bb14
Finally, Does love stink? Does crime pay? Who put the ... nevermind
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mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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Jun 26, 2013 - 12:31am PT
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Kyping Marlboro reds from the grocery in Sacto got me and my buddy a session in front of the parents and siblings smoking Camels, ten each.
God help us if we inhaled!
We were not living up to the Boy Scout ideals of honesty, but we were pretty damn brave...
Scouting and Catholic school round a boy out and warp him at the same time.
The Padilla Three, Joe, Mickey, and Pete, were the sons of our Explorer leader, Manuel, USMC. The Padilla Cabin still stands in Foresta after the fires of yore because THEY WERE PREPARED!
We scouts had helped dig the well and cistern, check.
The Pads' place was directly across the way from the Foresta Fire STation, check and mate!
The last two photos here show what the hills in the Park would look like with no fire prevention. Real glamorous, huh? It's been about fifteen years now since that fire.
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