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Fritz
Trad climber
Choss Creek, ID
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OK! I am working tomorrow. Final day of OR show in SLC.
Dinner with friends tonight and I was not driving!
Sluuuuurp.
Good fun show & still fun to see old friends there.
Schist! It was a good wine-snorting night!
Takes me back to when I used to drink wine with Spider & Heidi.
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Spider Savage
Mountain climber
The shaggy fringe of Los Angeles
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Fritz & I have some common ancestors there in Idaho.
Notice the family resemblance to the picture above.
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phylp
Trad climber
Millbrae, CA
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Maybe I will do that Italy tr Spider. I just haven't had time since I've been back. I did have to climb 4 flights of stairs every day to get to our apt., so it would have a loose climbing connection.
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Snowmassguy
Trad climber
Calirado
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Aug 12, 2013 - 12:16am PT
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Evel
Trad climber
Nedsterdam CO
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Aug 12, 2013 - 12:23am PT
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I always did like the keg on a roof!
It IS Sunday nite.
Coors Banquet and Jim Beam for me. And a little crappy home-grown...
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phylp
Trad climber
Millbrae, CA
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Aug 12, 2013 - 02:09pm PT
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OK, last Friday night I had one big glass of white wine. But after no alcohol for more than a week it hit me like a ton of bricks.
And then, unaccountably, with no other intoxicants, I got a wicked case of the munchies.
I ate some potato chips.
And then a huge bowl of vegetable soup with rice noodles and an egg.
And then two Mint Milanos sandwiched together with some crunchy almond butter (bizarre tasting).
The above is equivalent to my caloric intake for about 2 days!
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Fritz
Trad climber
Choss Creek, ID
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Aug 17, 2013 - 12:54am PT
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Friday night and my childhood fun areas of Idaho are all burning!
Sluuurp.
The pain of the Wood River Valley/aka Sun Valley going up in flames.
Google Beaver Creek Fire.
Sluuurp.
Sluuurp.
Yesterday near the mouth of Greenhorn Gulch.
Today, south of Greenhorn and nearly to Big Wood River.
Sluuurp.
Lots of friends have been forced to evacuate, and more evacuations may follow due to extreme fire behavior.
Here's a night photo from my friend & climber Matt.
Heidi & I have reservations and party planned in Ketchum for our 25th wedding anniverary next week.
Makes me want to drink.
Scluuuuurp.
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The Larry
climber
Moab, UT
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Aug 17, 2013 - 01:02am PT
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Man that sucks Fritz. I was gonna go to bed but now I'm going to woodys for one more. Stupid fires.
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Fritz
Trad climber
Choss Creek, ID
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Aug 17, 2013 - 01:17am PT
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The Larry. I'll drink to that. Sucks to have such fine & fun terrain burn.
Sluurp
View of the fire-smoke from 60 miles south this evening.
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The Larry
climber
Moab, UT
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Aug 17, 2013 - 01:25am PT
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Drinking one for Blitzo
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Plaidman
Trad climber
South Slope of Mt. Tabor, Portland, Oregon, USA
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Aug 17, 2013 - 01:34am PT
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I'm not drunk or drinking. That photo of Ketchum Id and that fire in the Sun Valley area hit me today.
Used to live in those parts. I drank when I was there. Had to quit or suffer death.
Hope those damn fires go out!
Plaid
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phylp
Trad climber
Millbrae, CA
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Aug 17, 2013 - 12:57pm PT
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Holy sh%%, Fritz, that's awful. Hope they get it them under control soon.
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mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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Aug 23, 2013 - 05:38am PT
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"Let's get it started."
"Light my fire."
Just starting on a bottle of Yosemite Roads brand Cabernet Sauvignon.
Sauvignon means DRY, en francais, but with half water and ice, too, it fits the mood of smokey afternoon aftertaste when the State is ablaze.
It's a hot August night somewhere in India, and the party's started, somewhere, and I'm a citizen of the WWW, so I'm good for the day. What do they call Friday in Inidia? Sambo?
http://www.nytimes.com/2008/06/04/dining/04india.html?_r=0
We have fires burning out of control and as a Flame, I am sorely tempted to say something relating to that, but that would be tactless and STUPID,, and I am far from ineberrated,
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Instead, let me say that this thread, as entertaining as it is, is lame, OT, and can damage one's liver. And your feet don't match, though that might be a good thing, in some ways, it's like having two different sized breasts, I bet. How do you "ladies" handle it?
It's just early yet. I plan a sub-alpine start for today's climbing. That means starting out in the late afternoon, climbing through dusk till whenever, and then descending in the dark. In August, in the oven of the SJV, this only makes sense to an old guy like me.
I wonder who can't appreciate a woman who'll hide my liquor, only to surprise me by serving a big glass of Long Island Tea?
But for now, the cab on ice does just right. Good night, "ladies."
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Delhi Dog
climber
Good Question...
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Aug 23, 2013 - 06:10am PT
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"It's a hot August night somewhere in India, and the party's started..."
yepper, headed over to the bar for 2 for 1 Sierra Nevada Pale Ales...incredible India keeps on giving.
I'll check in later after I've spent some money.
of course it's at the US embassy bar, the locals still don't really know what beer is:-)
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Dr.Sprock
Boulder climber
I'm James Brown, Bi-atch!
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Aug 23, 2013 - 06:22am PT
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i;m on a dry drunk,
can i still post here?
or do i need to re-qualify?
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mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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Aug 23, 2013 - 06:27am PT
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Can Ada Dryve?
Hell, no, re-qualification begins to sound like lack of confidence.
And that sure in heck's not the Dr. I know and bow to in dry wit.
We need your sardonic wit, your witless wit, your with it wit.
Intact. Not in the Spirit.
The mousetrap is lit, there's nothing to hide.
F*#k it!
[Click to View YouTube Video]
From the Twelve Dreams of Doctor Sardonicus.
Lycras:
You have the world at your fingertips
No one can make it better than you
You have the world at your fingertips
But see what you've done to the rain and the sun
So many changes have all just begun, to reap
I know you're asleep, wake up
Swastika plug in your wear
Jealous stars in your pants
Top turning nothing to bear
Except the view or the dare
We got nothing to hide
No we got nothing to hide
We're married to the same bride
We're married to the same bride
She eats away from inside
And we got nothing to hide
Drink down it, a jug full of beer
The bloated heads in your hands
That's freezing the mouse trap is there
He knows he's blown his last chance
We got nothing to hide
No we got nothing to hide
We're married to the same bride
We're married to the same bride
She eats away from inside
And we got nothing to hide
We got nothing to hide
No we got nothing to hide
We're married to the same bride
We're married to the same bride
She eats away from inside
And we got nothing to hide
Songwriters
CALIFORNIA, RANDY
Doc Woe, WTF, STFU
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weezy
climber
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Aug 23, 2013 - 06:52pm PT
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been drinking since 7:30 am
go f*#k yourselfves
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Fritz
Trad climber
Choss Creek, ID
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Aug 23, 2013 - 09:20pm PT
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Well now Mouse! Thanks for trying to add some class to this thread.
Just like: Lipstick & nylons on a sheep.
Fires & smoke everywhere here in Idaho & thunderstorms, rain, hail, & pestilance where there isn't fires & smoke-------and yes I realize you folks have your own problems on the edge of Yosemite.
Good night to drink.
Slurp.
Heidi & I bagged out on going to Ketchum this week to celebrate our 25th anniversary in style, and instead stayed home to celebrate in little style.
Roll with the punches and do what this friend of mine did while the big fire by Sun Valley was backing down the mountain to his house on the north end of Hailey.
Mow the lawn, pull some weeds, & drink. The secret to surviving hard-times in rural America.
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The Larry
climber
Moab, UT
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Aug 23, 2013 - 09:41pm PT
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Damn Weezy!
One for the road.
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Dr.Sprock
Boulder climber
I'm James Brown, Bi-atch!
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Aug 24, 2013 - 02:42am PT
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if you ever run out of beer after 2 am and you really need a fix, here is what you do,
brush your teeth real good and put on a clean shirt,
drive, crawl, bike or walk to the nearest 24hr grocery store,
grab a cart and start shopping like a normal person who is trying to avoid shopping crowds by coming in late night,
fill up the cart half way and then go to the liquor and beer section,
if the hard lick is locked up, proceed to the beer section.
if the hard lick is not locked up, place a fifth of tequilla in the cart with the frozen tv dinners and canteloupes,
can you see where i am going with this?
next, find an empty isle with no stockers, uncork that bad boy and take a huge quaff,
then put some frosted flakes in the cart to cover up the open container,
then find another empty isle and repeat.
do the same with beer if the hard lick was locked up.
then, after you are re-buzzed, leave the cart and mumble something about forgetting your wallet and get the heck out before the cops arrive.
everybody clear on this or do i need to explain it one more time?
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