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Evel
Trad climber
Nedsterdam CO
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Aug 24, 2013 - 07:35am PT
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Blarg. Just getting home after a night working the local pub. Best news is I played my boss for my evening wages in 8-ball and won, thereby doubling my pay for the night. WOOT!
And yeah, I know it's Saturday. Still Friday night to me.
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mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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Aug 24, 2013 - 07:59am PT
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[Click to View YouTube Video]
Well, Fritz, YOUR LOVELY SPOUSE is adding more class than I care to think of, about, or on.
And happy anniversay hey there, as neebee might never show up here on this thread. I'm sure she would say the same sort of thing, kinda-sorta, in her inimitable style. (Talk about class!)
The waltz is for you and she.
My sentimental favorite, so...enjoy.
Slurp.
1. It was a loooooong day out in the dry land--I still have some malbec to finish off.
2. Sprock, that was so sly, you theiving egg-sucker.
3. I been out all damn day on a climbing expedition. I don't need to say why I ain't out climbing, obviously.
Cheers!
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phylp
Trad climber
Millbrae, CA
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Aug 24, 2013 - 01:02pm PT
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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.
You are one unique and funny man!
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Norwegian
Trad climber
dancin on the tip of god's middle finger
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Aug 27, 2013 - 04:48pm PT
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i couldn't pull my pants down on the
sobriety thread, i could not.
i've done it too many times.
my hull entertains so many holes,
i don't know what keeps my ship buoyant.
i just, was.
you know. it's the easiest thing to be.
passively.
the past.
what the hell day is it?
i was up way before dawn,
come 10 am my calcs are submitted,
and the world contines to spin
with minimal wobble.
so i hike into the dirt
and drink some beer.
for i see the brain as it's own mammal,
and it must maintain it's reproductive urge.
so i let it f*#k reality.
for if i don't it's all pent up.
though tonight i must contribute to my
daughter's fourth grade parent meeting.
i laugh and the wind blows as we
realize we to attend stillness, soon.
so i grab my brain, pull back on it's pants,
and split wood all thru the afternoon,
while drinking 2 gallons of water.
gone.
the mind sex.
now the wood is split,
my family will enjoy b.t.u.'s this cold season,
and my mind is horny again.
so im about to crack open my first one,
after the last one disappeared.
friday.
why you gotta be so linear?
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mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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information:
first glass, second glass, wine glass, water glass, it's zinnonice outta the box
inflammation:
my hull entertains so many holes,
i don't know what keeps my ship buoyant.
it's not ur hot hair, dad
explanation:
it's lazy, i'm hot, why not manana?
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weezy
climber
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Hendricks and tonic.
go Red Devils!
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Fritz
Trad climber
Choss Creek, ID
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Schist & Quarzite!
Ir's Friday night yet again.
I'm back to being a "travling salesman" for a few weeks.
We are celebrating that with a bottle of St. Michelle Cab.
However! Last week was missed on this thread, due to the incredible trauma of my flipping our raft while white-water rafting on Idaho's Salmon River.
It was my first raft-flip in 41 years of White-water rafting.
The thead on that subject: http://www.supertopo.com/climbers-forum/2216937/There-are-2-types-of-rafters-after-41-years-I-switched
(Heidi did the first flip of the raft in the late 90's, and has enjoyed two-flips on it this summer!)
I'll drink to that!
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Reilly
Mountain climber
The Other Monrovia- CA
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Hey, Mr & Mrs Flipper, wazzup? Nursing a few Stellas while I finish packing for the Great Sierra Death March - 65 miles (a mile per year) from Onion Valley - Kearsarge Pass -Forrester Pass - Milestone Basin - Wallace Lk, and spending the night of the 19th atop Whitney howling at the full moon; maybe I'll do a dress rehearsal tonight after I finish off that bottle of Madeira.
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Fritz
Trad climber
Choss Creek, ID
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Reilly!
Just finished with watching Ken Burn's National Parks on Public TV.
Always a good watch with Ken.
Last Friday night, after the river trip: drumming at Mark's house near McCall.
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mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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Sep 14, 2013 - 12:23am PT
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Mouse from Merced sat on a wall
Mouse from Merced had a great fall
All the SAR people said with a grin
Give him a joint and a glass of white zin
Mousie revived and came here to tell
White zin will save you from going to hell
Almsost toasted
Mousie roasted
Peanuts and threw them at you
He'd like to go climbing
He's stuck here just rhyming
And soon he'll upchuck one of you
Lithostylin' on Real Big Friday.
Where are you f*#kers?!
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Gal
Trad climber
going big air to fakie
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Sep 14, 2013 - 02:53am PT
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LO f*#kin' L just had quite the crazy situation go down, i will not bother ya'll with these unexpected details, but I'll just leave at, sometimes you try to go in the right direction, and sometimes you fail (this more on the "human interaction level" than anything else.... +too many beers.
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Dr.Sprock
Boulder climber
I'm James Brown, Bi-atch!
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Sep 14, 2013 - 03:02am PT
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was at the karaoke joint last night, some dumbass was singing Lido by Boz Scabs, almost hurled PBR on everybody,
back to red bull and coffee, up down, up down, need to find some middle gound,
maybe jeeeeeeeeeeeeeezus ahh...
holy ghost power, i got the keys to the kingdom,
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The Larry
climber
Moab, UT
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Sep 14, 2013 - 03:09am PT
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Wayno
Big Wall climber
Seattle, WA
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Sep 14, 2013 - 03:11am PT
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Mouse mi friend, they(we) call it Rose'.
I'll put my 13 buck french Bandol up against that
Watermelon sugar they call zinblanc.
I've been drinking all kinds of Roses this summer, and there are quite a few of them.
what a journey.
But tonight it's all about drinking all the beers in the fridge
with a squeeze of lime.
edit- Shmeg head.
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Gal
Trad climber
going big air to fakie
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Sep 14, 2013 - 03:17am PT
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The Larry, that pic sorta represents part of my night=Word.
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Jaybro
Social climber
Wolf City, Wyoming
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Sep 14, 2013 - 09:46am PT
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Oh you can share more details than that Gal, can't you? You got is wondering.
One half cup of cold coffee, more shortly
Rain, may climb anyway, or at least ride.
F*#k manipulative, condescending, mysoginist, fake Christians any way...
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Fritz
Trad climber
Choss Creek, ID
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Sep 27, 2013 - 11:20pm PT
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Well now! What to drunk-bitch about first?
To be positive!
The wine is Costco Napa Valley Meritage, and it's not bad for Costco wine.
On the other hand, my 64th B-day hiking & party celebration was scheduled in the Sun Valley (Idaho) area this weekend, with old friends attending.
Then the Idaho Mountains got a good dose of snow mid-week, and another big-storm rolls in this weekend.
SCHIST & GNEISSATION!
Luckily we got a hike in with some of those friends last weekend, before the weather closed down.
I do feel lucky that at this age, I can still do a mountain hike with two-high school friends and their lady-friends.
But----the Beetles song about turning 64 still keeps playing in my head.
Only wine can shut it down.
Sluuuuup.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ldIfhc1pJpk
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Fritz
Trad climber
Choss Creek, ID
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Sep 27, 2013 - 11:48pm PT
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T Hocking!! It is hard for me to imagine 80 lbs of Maine Lobsters?
What are you doing for the weekend?
We need you and those lobsters in Choss Creek Idaho! Heidi & I will take care of accommodations, liquor, & details!
sluuurp!
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jonnyrig
Trad climber
formerly known as hillrat
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Sep 28, 2013 - 12:37am PT
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1. One beer. One. Cold. Singular. Beer. Why? Because doc says I have gout, and the alcohol gets to it. Significant other's mother on the other hand, has neatly polished off a bottle of wine, and it shows.
2. Supertopo: A step above Craigslist. Oh my unholy god, those people cannot, to save their lives, formulate a grammatically correct sentence. And they live in my fricken town! Ok, so to be fair, I tend to troll a little... only instead of living under bridges, I tend to burn them. Whatever. I feel like making the switch from Clist to the Taco has somehow elevated my intelligence by at least a whopping three points.
3. My wonderful, beautiful, pregnant and oh-so-patient partner would skewer me with a hot, dull, rusty and broken pipe if I so much as thought about leaving her alone with our poor sweet child tonight or tomorrow. At just over a year, the poor thing is on antibiotics again because of the triple threat of sinus infection, ear infection, and strep under her diaper, not to mention molars coming in on the left. Basically, I'm on all-night baby duty. Not to worry... hitting the crag on sunday. After which I intend to consume at least two lukewarm Sam Adams. Maybe even three.
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Fritz
Trad climber
Choss Creek, ID
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Well-now! Here it is---Friday night, and T. Hocking and his 80 lbs of lobsters have not shown up in Choss Creek Idontno.
So it goes!
Alexander Valley Cab in the wine of choice, and frost afflected Heidi's garden last night and will likely kill it tonight.
Off to City of Rocks on Sunday to see what climbing is not restricted by the shutdown.
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