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zBrown
Ice climber
Brujň de la Playa
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Apr 28, 2015 - 11:02am PT
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well what to you want for breakfast, rubber biscuits?
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zBrown
Ice climber
Brujň de la Playa
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Apr 29, 2015 - 06:42am PT
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As if there wasn't enough to be concerned about in the world already.
Apple Watch Is Not Compatible With Wrist Tattoos
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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 - Apr 29, 2015 - 09:42am PT
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My clock says its 6:53...yours may be a little sloooooooow.
My trip to Fresno was not short and not sweet.
Visual proof that I am goin' bling in my GOOD EYE.
Oh, I forgot. "Goo-die, Walting Matilda," as the Ozzie say.
A tour of Highway 99, Highway 41, and Avenue 12.
Time for a pit stop. The Dog Pit, dear Purdecene.
I meme door pitonio.
I meme darn wall what he said.
I meme you can talk to meme.
Or Ruby the BIG DAWG of the South Bay bRujos.[Click to View YouTube Video]Those are actual dogs baconning on this viDAY-oh.
Open up yo I cuz yo apart from everyting 'n' every 1.
Let me see you smile like a little child.
Frank and I didn't know one another in high school as I attended the PUBLIC SCHOOL for only two years after doing the PAROCHIAL SCHOOL all my life. Everybody genuflect.
Then all together now, "Coo-cco-coo-choo. Chooga chooga."
Return trip on Hwy. 41 to Avenue Twelve and Madera, then back to NINETY-NINE.
I'm deep in de Nile, I think.
I found out from the Echo Cardigan that there is a hole in my mitral valve and it's flooding the place with leaking blood.
I am NOT going to have that hernia surgery until after open-heart surgery.
"I'm a bluebird, yeah, yeah, yeah."
I could be happy but I'm kind of down.
All I can think of to say is:
"BOWAKWA POUSSE POUSSE."[Click to View YouTube Video]
Gotta get me some turmeric. I have the reishi shrooms. I'll be otay with a little help from my friends.
I'm positive I have friends.
Tomorrow is another Scarlett Day.
Tomorrow used to be my neighbor.
She had two children by one man, four by another.
Together, they made a family and she named them
Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thurdsey, Fry Baby, and Sather Day Day.
Sather Day went to Stanford, but they found he was crazy, like all white men.
He wasn't lazy. He took advice from everyone, liked baseball, climbing, and sex. But he kept on singing,
whenever he said anything.
"I'm a bluebird, pousse, pousse, Why did you grade me down on that paper, you silly old man."
He's gone. He was run over by the Budweiser truck. That is, he died an alcoholic.
"If I had a thousand sons, the first humane principle I would teach them should be to forswear thin potations and to addict themselves to sack."
--Shakespeare, Falstaffian advice from Henry V, pt. I.Or mayhap it is a Hammmmm's can. The beer refreshing. [cue the tom-toms]
Edit: You may notice that I had a "bad focus day" yesterday. You try to hold a long lens still in an older van on a major artery doing sixty-plus with terrible prescription glasses, Ansel!
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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 - Apr 29, 2015 - 11:18am PT
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A gen-you-wine motorcycle joke for zBrown.[Click to View YouTube Video]
Okay, here's the skinny on how Rixon's Pinnacle got its name.
[Excerpted from the obituary in the Sonoma Register.]
"Tom Rixon died peacefully at his home Monday, July 26, 2004. He was a resident of Healdsburg for 26 years. He was born December 9, 1919 in San Francisco, CA.
In his early 1920s he was an avid rock climber and biker and spent a lot of time in Yosemite National Park where he became a part-time ranger.
There is a pinnacle in the valley, Rixon's Pinnacle, named for him.
Tom is survived by his wife, Betty, who he met while she was also working in Yosemite..."
For Mr. I - 8 Plastic. Cheers!
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throwpie
Trad climber
Berkeley
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Apr 29, 2015 - 11:26am PT
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Rixon's looks like a good place to experience rockfall up close...
Chowchilla! I married me a Chowchilla girl...she even worked at the Big Orange on 99!
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throwpie
Trad climber
Berkeley
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Apr 29, 2015 - 11:27am PT
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“One day we were over al Phil [Lesh]’s house… He had a big dictionary. I opened it and there was ‘Grateful Dead’, those words juxtaposed. It was one of those moments, you know, like everything else went blank, diffuse, just sort of oozed away, and there was GRATEFUL DEAD in big, black letters edged all around in gold, man, blasting out at me, such a stunning combination. So I said, ‘How about Grateful Dead’? And that was it.” – Jerry Garcia
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zBrown
Ice climber
Brujň de la Playa
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Apr 29, 2015 - 11:47am PT
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I don't want a woodshed, just wanna ride Marcel's moped
all of y’all
pupwood
heps him
the good guv
spooled the window down
looka here, looka here
about that time
have mercy
bit the cooter shell
parts strowed everywhere
They don't now, do they? uh uh
[Click to View YouTube Video]
This one's for all those beautiful women in Los Banos, Dos Palos, Mendota and especially Chowchilla and Chilla Vista. CALL me?
[Click to View YouTube Video]
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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 - Apr 29, 2015 - 12:04pm PT
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E mail you?
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throwpie
Trad climber
Berkeley
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Apr 29, 2015 - 01:36pm PT
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Here's some smiles...Me, Peggy Lou and the kid, Katherine Muir
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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 - Apr 29, 2015 - 10:39pm PT
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Smile and the world smiles, too.We call this kind of ladies' hair fashion "helmet hair."
Some guys just melt when they see it.
Dancing cheek to cheek is kind of off-putting for me, however.
And I recall a certain dance partner in 9th grade who wore a bra that was like, "rude, man." It was like two cannon shells on this well-endowed woman.
Her name was Kathy. She had a bright, chipper smile. And hardened steel hair.
So, with that intro, here's this.
http://hair-and-makeup-artist.com/mens-military-haircuts/
http://hair-and-makeup-artist.com/womens-1960s-hairstyles/
In non-sequiturial order, here's Ludwig's fifth piano concerto the way it should be played.
V. Ashkenazy/London Philly/Haitink
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=V4pJxad_aI8
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Gnome Ofthe Diabase
climber
Out Of Bed
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Apr 30, 2015 - 12:52am PT
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My days were filled with spring rambling savory solo jaunts up and as I have now for, the last ten years or so slid back down a slim twin line.
The top and I are not acquainted because pasted on exit moves just isn't worth the grovel.
Too many times at the move back to the horizontal, the top out is all about enjoying the face full of brambles and a mouth full of dirt from gardens of hanging dirt, the stick and twig filled loam that collects at the edges of cliff.
I call on the Mark tight, te doctor of doom a cutting edge Alpine/all around climber in the late 80s. Jilted by his loves for many different reasons he posited that summits need not be reached to claim to have climbed a new route. Embraced whole heartedly this is my greatest
Hypocrisy, I have become a Tony doesn't go to the Top, type of climber!!
Years ago when I was a fleck on the belly of the beast I was honored to raze all sorts of younger up and coming hard pullers one in particular at the start of his climbing, never finished a route,
I picked that calloused scab every time that we climbed in a three of him a legacy's son and me. The climbs at the Gunks, around the east, maybe in general climbs end in a mantel to a stand up , the belly roll on to the top won't work, you would slip off if you tried.
Stop
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Gnome Ofthe Diabase
climber
Out Of Bed
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Apr 30, 2015 - 01:15am PT
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The machine that drops this I might throw thru my nightmare an end at a bottle of extra strength. cold medicine and forty year old Seconal,
On my first climbin' trip to the valley it was wine and Seconol and the slopping ledges to drift to awake and shivering on.
now if the cut & paste on this worked I would not care but it drops a stinker some times
but mostly I blame my lame with tech. Self.
Twin complaints as my ankles are swollen and stiff, the water I drank a lot of is making sleeping a waste as I have to pee like a race horse,every hour on the hour .
Getting old sure sucks !
The green pond ridge, what I called Highbernia as a nod to the Scott's who pioneered the NJ highlands,and it is on the old maps is to blame for my needing a cane!
. The ridges are a discontinuous line of broken ridge tops made of pudding stone, a sand stone conglomerate that is made up of dense fine grained wine colored to a rusty looking sandstone matrix that holds fist sized and smaller pebbles of Quartz.
As the ridges of climbable rock are spread out over ten to twelve miles the epicenter of the best concentration of climbs is in a small four mile area that is bordered on three sides by residential homes, then there is the ex ski area, Craigmeir.
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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 - Apr 30, 2015 - 06:15am PT
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Am I smelling coffee, Gnome?
You sound as if you'd love to sleep but are sitting up in the dark like I was, not now able to drop into Morph's place due to...
And this was a pleasant surprise, an unexpected meeting as the sun has risen on your side of the country, but has to wait a bit here in the mediterranean climate. There is a soft wind and the trains have passed and it is quiet in the world outside.
Inside the tomb of this room with the son of Boom.
I'm recalling the article I read--well, most of it, anyhow--in a recent issue of AZ Hiwayz (11/52) about quaking aspens. The writer mentioned the mountain beaver, aka the boomer, and it instantly kindled thoughts which flamed up and made me chase a name of a man who I met on Tuedsday.
Boomer is my dad's nickname, see. He flew an aeroplane in the War, just like GARP's dad. This is the chain of consciousness concerning my thinking, so there's no head-scratching "What's he on about?"
Michael Samberg of Atwater, 92 years old. His wife is 95. They remind me of the Deckers, John's parents. John lives up on floor five, Upper Middle Earth. He's devoted to them.
Mike is a retired engineer. He lived his early life in New York. He went into the service of the US Army to fight the nazi. He put up a good fight. And he won.
http://valor.militarytimes.com/recipient.php?recipientid=27441
They didn't know the gun was loaded? They were not straight shooters? No, he was just a lot damned luckier than a two-peckered billy goat or a whole lot luckier than the dammed Colorado River.
I was fortunate to have been able to ride back from my visit to Fresno in the van's middle seat with Mike and to have spoken with him waiting for the last guy to finish up with his appointment.
I wish this man was my neighbor. He'd soon get tired of me hangin' around, though. I'd pester him for stories like Dennis pestered Mr. Mitchell.
So does the name Samberg mean anything to you?
He's related to the SNL's Andy Samberg, a first cousin type of relationship, but probably twice removed. He explained the relationship thing by saying simply that second indicates no blood relation, while first does.
Being an engineer and having degrees from City College of NY and another school in the Big Giant Apple, and having to use his knowledge as a draftsman/engineer in the late 40s and on, he knew about slide rules like I know about pitons.
http://sliderulemuseum.com/KE_Standard.htm
He made the claim that his slide rules were all K & E brand, the finest, he said. Boomer used a slide rule when doing his "homework" from the office: computing percentages on office performance for the higher management guy in Modesto.
Non-sequitured in here are these pictorial images of mine, far better than the ones I took from the van.
Keep fighting the good fight against gravity, lad. Say hello to the boydz.
I have miles to go before I sleep again.
And I'm pretty sure there will be many, many months before we get more rain.
When I am a truly old man, I shall look for purple rain.
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Gnome Ofthe Diabase
climber
Out Of Bed
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Apr 30, 2015 - 06:41am PT
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I never will ask in that tone as to what you are on about ,
I know it is on thin rations and Ernest thought of spending so much love and time thinking enjoying toying with mind games ,seeing oddly, trippin'and stuff, all of it worthy.
The spacer goes racer and the final curves he runs at flat out
Winning the race . . .
Cheers good morn' and I will see you later
Maybe did I call? Yeah! Again Howell go well!
Apr 30, 2015 - 06:41am PT
I never will ask in that tone as to what you are on about ,
I know it is on thin rations and Ernest thought of spending so much love ad time thinking and enjoying toying with mind games ,trip and stuff,
The spacer goes racer and the final curves he runs at flat out
Winning the race
Cheers good morn' and I will see you later
Maybe did I call? Yeah! Again Howell go well!
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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 - Apr 30, 2015 - 06:50am PT
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I'll be going to talk to Doc Love this a.m.
Memeean to say doglove.
Be sweet to each other today, folks.
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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 - Apr 30, 2015 - 07:19am PT
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Here is the back cover of that issue of ZZ Hiways.
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