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mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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I have more photos.
BELIEVE IT OR NOT!
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neebee
Social climber
calif/texas
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hey there say, mouse and zbrown and all...
i had success for a bit, when i got the opera brower and even firefox was doing okay...
now, they want updates and i can't do that, as it all times out...
flash wants an update, and i can't do that...
everything times out, for downloads, so i am back to being slow
and stuck again...
HOWEVER, i can still TYPE!!!! for awhile, as mouse knows, the typing
WOULD NOT TAKE... all the words jumbled together when they 'finally showed' and all my backwards boo-boos, too, and then to fix them, well,
it was going through THAT all over again...
now, even when i click to see links, it all times out and i have to close everything and get the 'whatever' out of the browser's mind that was timing out' OUT and start over and let THAT TRY to work, without timing out...
:(
well, i could take it all into to where i bought it and let them DO all this for me... as they can get on line, but that (i will call and see) may be tooooooooooooooooooo expensive, :(
but--i think i will post here and see if you all can 'teach' me how to find ways to help this not time out, in case there is something that can
be 'reset'... that may help a bit...
or, if someone can 'save update' on a disk and mail them??? then i can get
them on the computer???
i may risk taking opera OUT and trying to newly download, as, by some miracle it actually loaded one night, and on this ol' dial up, :O
took a few hours, but it did not time out, :O
okay, all for now... got stuff to do, :)
thanks so very much, guys!!!!
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mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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Same as it ever was.
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zBrown
Ice climber
Brujo de La Playa
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hi neebee - I can't remember, where are you in MI?
I'm looking at something right now that says 75.5% of households in the U.P. have broadband (high speed) access.
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mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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Muskegon, MI., lower p.
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zBrown
Ice climber
Brujo de La Playa
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You'd think the percentage would be higher in the L.P., but who knows.
I'm checking around.
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mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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Try Bhurmingham, mamn.
No dharmin' tryin'.
See ya to da U.P., eh?
Converseely, Lake Michigan looks like a penis, too. I 'magined that. Lake Huron, you tell me, Rorschach.
http://www.urbandictionary.com/define.php?term=Cheese%20Weed
The cheeses of Nazareth have a fine reputation. Gospel.
Like anything Jewish, too much whine ruins the cheese.
Uncontrollable head-shaking, foot-tapping.
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zBrown
Ice climber
Brujo de La Playa
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Mestigoit de Huron - Where you from sa's?
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Jesus de Utah - A later day.
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Hear me now and believe me later, it's not the stuff that I was looking for, it's just the stuff I found.
BTW, does anybody remember the name of the cop they killed up at Lake Arrowhead? Was it Lake Arrowhead or was it Big Bear? Where were his ashes spread?
"In bearing testimony of Jesus Christ, President Hinckley spoke of those outside the Church who say Latter-day Saints 'do not believe in the traditional Christ.' 'No, I don't. The traditional Christ of whom they speak is not the Christ of whom I speak. For the Christ of whom I speak has been revealed in this the Dispensation of the Fullness of Times. He together with His Father, appeared to the boy Joseph Smith in the year 1820, and when Joseph left the grove that day, he knew more of the nature of God than all the learned ministers of the gospel of the ages.'" (LDS Church News Week ending June 20, 1998, p. 7).
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neebee
Social climber
calif/texas
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hey there say, zBrown... thanks...
say, i am on netzero, and they do have a DSL, but when i wrote to them, they said they do not have it for my area, :O
yep, i am lower pin, not upper... there may be DSL for other
companies, but i cannot afford them...
i only pay a penny under ten bucks a month... i pay like? 54?
or so, every six months... then, if i have barely any money for the month,
i do NOT get 'kicked out' for not being able to pay... i have six months to
save up to pay the bill... :)
so in a way, i reckon i get what i pay for, but i am just thanksful to have anything at all...
trouble is, everthing is UPDATING and 'more fancey' etc, so it never works
anymore as well, :(
not sure what i will do, but most likley, sooner or later, i will just post
as much, it has been stalling very bad...
but--this might be due to my brower?? speed or something being wrong, i keep getting 'time out' notices... :(
well, go to sleep now...
god bless to all...
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mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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Kellogg's PEP sponsored the series and included many giveaways in the promotion of the show, such as Space Cadet goggles and Space Cadet character cutouts on the back of PEP cereal boxes. Many times the actors would step out of the shows action to proclaim the merits of PEP cereals, even using the Space Academy as a backdrop to plug the giveaways associated with the cereal. These plugs were incorporated into the story lines, such as the aforementioned space goggles. The goggles were used by Dr. Dale in the lab, Astro used the goggles while on duty on the power deck and Roger needed the goggles to keep down the glare from the radar deck.
First you are a cadet.
http://www.solarguard.com/tcradio1.htm
Then you can climb Space Babble.
http://www.supertopo.com/climbing/thread.php?topic_id=617625
If you eat enough PEP.
Kirk out.
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mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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"...my best friend never told me he was related to the Joe Herb! Jeff Mathis' mom, Betty, is the niece of Joe Herb's wife, Grandpa Freeman's sister."--MkFM
This project's about two-thirds of the way finished. The BNSF wants to stack their containers three high instead of two, which is the custom now.
On the west side of the Bradley is an array of businesses which reflect the town's rurality and lack of savoir faire.
gots to go now.
Scrabble challenge!
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zBrown
Ice climber
Brujo de La Playa
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Hurry home early, my friend
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Can have that bridge down in no time. Less than $1.4 billion.
Was Bobby Chacon from Otay. No. Sylmar, Otay's little brother (just up the road apiece from Pacoima).
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mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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thisonesgotmescratchingmyhead.com/fake
http://www.world-mysteries.com/sar_6.htm
The bottom line is that even though the skull's highly unusual characteristics demand an open-minded approach to it, mainstream science will reject it outright until forced by DNA evidence to do otherwise. Indeed, it could turn out to be nothing more than a butt-ugly kid with an extraordinary combination of cranial deformities never seen before. But it could also have been the result of a human-alien union, or an outright alien with no connection to humanity at all.
Only time and testing will tell which possibility is correct.
Will the real Bobby please stand up?
The Zimmerman Letter began, "Dear Landlord, Please....hear these words that I speak....this was meant to be true...."
You do know Jack, right?
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mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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Scrabble Report:
MFM McKicked butts.
My first play was "LOADERS" with a blank "L". 68!
Then three plays later, Maurice dropped out, Marcel and I split his points (rounding up first) and dumped his letters in the bag.
Then on the next turn, I scored a second Bingo with "CLATTERS" using a blank again on "C." We take up any blanks and re-use them (house rules) if we have the letter it represents. I took up the blank from "LOADERS," replacing it with an "L" from my rack to make this play. 61!
When I had my third bingo, Marcel conceded.
Final: MFM 272. Marcel 157.
Boomer used to get home, mix a martini, and "regale" anyone in earshot with his latest round on the golf course, complete with betting outcomes and numbers of putts, chip-ins, and drinks consumed in the clubhouse, along with the recap of the dice games played to see who paid for the drinks!
Not that I minded. He could have been telling about his latest project at the Cookie Cliff or Arch Rock; or a story about having missed a chance to climb with Dave Brower or Raffi; or how he got lost in the Arrow Chimney...in a different life, of course.
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mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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Here, Mom. Enjoy.
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Have another scotch, Boomer.
Relax...so you missed a two-footer? What were you thinkin'?
On the other hand,
why don't you forget that and toke on this? Like that ever happened.
It was on the return trip to my friend Bruce's from a golf game that Bruce took out a joint and lit it with Boomer and myself in the car. I was shotgun. Boomer didn't appreciate the move and said so. It was Bruce's car. Feathers were ruffled, let's just say.
It wasn't something you forget, a confrontation between righteous indignation on one side and urbane disregard for convention on the other. The two views are not compatible, and we all know this, but still we stumble along and have for years and probably will for many more in a society which constantly re-invents itself daily based on TV reports of what we did today. This is called being "hip," or "with it." It's based on someone else's view, not or own.
Bruce valued his hipness. Dad valued his righteousness. I smirked and never bothered to say anything to Dad on a voluntary basis. It was a source of humor between Bruce and myself. Some things you just don't feel right talking about, especially with an uptight parent, so why discuss them? They are better left in the vault.
Yet it might be nice if parents bothered to educate their kids in a manner conducive to inquiry and focus on tasks at hand.What's the big deal? It's a weed. It's what you make of it.
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mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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Anything is what you make of it.
You should always look idly on the bright side of LIFE. Something will happen to fake you glad that you did.
A Ford guy sees things differently than a Chevy guy. Each is happy.
A Dodger fan, well, who the heck knows?
For some of us, LIFE means a full wardbobe and a new car each year.That doesn't appeal to me in the slightest.
Here's more what does, or did for a long time. 1940
Fiction Bestsellers, 1940
1. Richard Llewellyn, How Green Was My Valley
2. Christopher Morley, Kitty Foyle
3. Jan Struther, Mrs. Miniver
4. Ernest Hemingway, For Whom the Bell Tolls
5. Sholem Asch, The Nazarene
6. F. van Wyck Mason, Stars on the Sea
7. Kenneth Roberts, Oliver Wiswell
8. John Steinbeck, The Grapes of Wrath
9. Louis Bromfield, Night in Bombay
10. Nina Fedorova, The Family
I have read the obvious two from this list, Grapes of Wrath and FWTBT. I got lots from them when I read them, but the real good came later.
"Nothing really has much meaning until it lives within us for a length of time."--Patrick Oliver Ament
I have a copy of How Green Was My Valley and plan to read it this year. Sounds like a climbing title.
Ii's a pensive mood I find I occupy. I need to get out of the house a while.
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