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Gnome Ofthe Diabase
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Out Of Bed
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Dec 12, 2015 - 08:46am PT
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Sad to add but Pathos comes
and this seems only fitting'
as I was always 'ong hittin'
when He would dance ...
instead of algebra home work?
Im thinkin' it would have been before Pre-calc.
Diabetes suks!
[Click to View YouTube Video] a moore somber take before it takes a thief
The link takes you to a 2 minute, mournful, video obit. . .
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=i2VEzIFUDJI
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not a score but long and steep, deep routes, er no roots in jazz and Buddy Ritch
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nzIQYJ0bjFAWell the upshot is I have met John the neighbor.
Merry Christmas I'll make it thru and prey that all maniacs do too.
To get help or go along with the roller coaster of life? Meds, they offer often create more strife and misery
as I then, when on them, I do not feel - anything - then need them - addicted to the blah fog. and going off them is more scary than the misery of standing strong - getting tons of climbing/exercise in, and riding up and down
Trees help I love trees and woods and getting out into the strips of wild that line suburbia .
Trees is an offt used euphemism for the Meds I do like a lot and that until this neighbor arrived
I grew in his back yard.
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zBrown
Ice climber
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Dec 12, 2015 - 04:13pm PT
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This may be the actual American Graffiti car. It appears to have Candy Clark's signature in the door well
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Gnome Ofthe Diabase
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Out Of Bed
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Dec 12, 2015 - 04:40pm PT
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Damn I am older and you are all a bit older . The older you get the closer you get to old age
So I have this fairly simple slow slow frigged top rope solo rig that is a redundant mix of haul system, chest harness and double gri-gri self belay with back up knots. That sounds bad ..
Combined with a chest harness 2 'Ty-blocs' (Petzl ? rope man? w/sharp teeth, in place of just Prussics' )an active cam( gri-gri, etc.some times x2. . . c other)
I have a independent / separate line that runs thru a bombproof anchor w/ ascender, fixed at the top that I'm attached to 2x : Tied in and clove hitch / Munter hitch, running belay.'both off titanium ? Locking 'biners
(that say: 02 92 (......) 3000, a purple straight back 'd'
with a spring loaded bayonet style always locked )
The ability to haul myself up the climb in 2 ways is slow but redundant. . .
.(sometimes, 2 fixed lines and haul line, with wall hauler directional away from falling column.).
This kind of block and tackle stuff multiplies the forces on anchors , - warning
-never enough said-
With that said, hauling/jugging skills allow for a variety of circus tricks ' '! . The standard - your milage may vary - applies....
That sounds bad too but better.
The free hanging nature of falls means that one line can be used to pull up the line.
I've got a few things that I can't climb and a few I'm close to doing,
then there are four or five . . .
Only maybe be one or two moves or a stupid back step/drop knee reach sequence
that stops me from floating The thing The fall-swing-pull sucks ( I could add a pulley & foot strap )
and one or two good tries is all the burns I have in me.
I have a number of choices of where to go but I have gone to this one spot a lot , exclusively for the last few months.
The tragedy that is so ironic is that I had 2 'heads up' to go to a place from climbers who don't know each other, both saying yes to granite but at this other, sure to be social
Crowded crag where I'm not
if I were there
and or closer then I might stop by to get a feel for the grades,
but there is so much fresh rock here
loads of ridges that I've walked and seen no evidence
and then many where a few clue do show themselves;
Merry Christmas I'll make it thru and prey that all maniacs do too.
To get help or go along with the roller coaster of life? Meds, they offer often create more strife and misery as I then when on them I do not feel - anything - then need them - addicted to the blah fog. and going off them is more scary than the misery of standing strong getting tons of exercise and riding up and down
Trees help I love trees and woods and getting out into the strips of wild that line suburbia .
Trees is an offt used euphemism for the Meds I do like a lot and that until this neighbor arrived
I grew in his back yard.
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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 - Dec 13, 2015 - 05:38am PT
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Where have I been, my darling young sons? What'd I did?
Didn't climb nothing but miles of asphalt in Mariposa & Madera Counties.
I whizzed my way, Gene driving, from Merced to Mariposa, then over to Oakhurst, driving back through Raymond and over to Fairmead on 99 and back here.
It was a sparkling day out there in the foothills.
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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 - Dec 13, 2015 - 12:21pm PT
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Locker:
"What the fuk has changed so much...
we have all these mass killings...
and crazy as fuk situations going on???
There have always been crazies around...
That isn't new...
Always been guns around...
So that isn't it...
Is itdue to so much media attention???
I don't recall this type of sh!t happening
(as often) when I was a kid..."
http://www.texasmonthly.com/category/topics/ut-tower-shooting/
MFM: "But it did, my friend...
Remember this?"
February 8, 1968
Orangeburg, South Carolina
In the days leading up to February 8, 1968,
about 200 mostly student civil rights protesters
gathered on the campus of South Carolina State University
to protest the continued racial segregation of the All Star Bowling Lane
after passage in 1964 of federal legislation prohibiting such action.
That night, students started a bonfire.
As police attempted to put out the fire, an officer was struck and injured by an object.
Police later said they believed they were under attack by small weapons fire.
The officers fired into the crowd, killing three young men:
Samuel Hammond, Delano Middleton, and Henry Smith,
and wounding 27 others.
--Wikipedius
December 30, 1974
Olean, New York 3
During a 2 1/2-hour siege, honor student Anthony Barbaro, 17,
the best shot on his rifle team,
shot and killed three adults in and around his high school
and wounded 11 other persons.
He shot from the windows out at the street and neighborhood.
The school was closed for the Christmas holiday.
--Wikipedium
November 11, 1971
Spokane, Washington
Former MIT student Larry J. Harmon, 21, armed with a rifle,
entered St. Aloysius Roman Catholic Church on the Gonzaga University campus.
Harmon killed the caretaker, 68-year-old Hilary Kunz,
and wounded four more people after leaving the church.
Police officers shot and killed him.
Harmon was described by his father as a religious fanatic claiming to have visions.
--Wikipedious
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/List_of_school_shootings_in_the_United_States#1960s
I pray that the Christmas season and the new year are free from this sort of thing.
Lord, whether it be terrorism or some whacko with a grudge who's armed to the teeth,
give us thy protection.
[This is similar to "Climber's Prayer In Times of Desperation,"
listed in your daily missal.]
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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 - Dec 13, 2015 - 01:02pm PT
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Sunday the thirteenth.
In North America and Europe, a small and insignificant portion of the population behaves very strangely on Sunday the 13th. They won't fly in airplanes, host a party, apply for a job, get married or even start a new project. Some people won't even come into work (but that's completely understandable as it is Sunday, after all.)
In the United States, roughly .025 percent of the population is afraid of Sunday the 13th, a condition known as paraskevidekatriaphobia.
"Sunday the 13th" as we know it has its roots in many traditions and cultures.
The superstition surrounding Friday...er, I mean Sunday the 13th is actually a combination of two separate fears,
the fear of the number 13, called triskaidekaphobia, and the fear of Sundays.
The most familiar source of both these phobias is Christian theology.
Thirteen is significant to Christians because it is the number of people who were present at the Last Supper
(Jesus and his 12 apostles).
Judas, the apostle who betrayed Jesus, was the 13th member of the party to arrive.
A very small number of Christians, a trace amount, have traditionally been wary of Sundays because Jesus was crucified on a Friday, but rose on a Sunday, a day of rest, the sabbath.
In the past, pretty much the same number of Christians would never begin any new project or trip on a Sunday,
for fear that the endeavor would be doomed from the start.
Sailors were not particularly superstitious in this regard, seldom refusing to ship out to sea on a Sunday.
According to one old sea dog, in the 18th century,
the British Navy almost commissioned a ship called the H.M.S. Sunday in order to quell this vague superstition,
The idea was nearly scotched, but cooler heads prevailed.
A crew was told off on a Sunday, launched on a Sunday,
and a man named James Friday was named also as the ship's captain.
But one Sunday morning, soon after, the ship set off on its maiden voyage -- and disappeared forever.
Some trace the infamy of the number 13 back to ancient Norse culture.
In Norse mythology, the beloved hero Balder was killed at a banquet by the malevolent god Loki,
who crashed the party of twelve, bringing the group to 13.
This story, as well as the story of the Last Supper,
led to one of the most entrenched connotations of the number 13: You should never sit down to a meal in a group of 13.
You must never climb in a team of thirteen, some insist.
If you do, you climb at your own risk!
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hooblie
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from out where the anecdotes roam
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Dec 13, 2015 - 09:58pm PT
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soggy day roadside stuff
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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 - Dec 14, 2015 - 01:33am PT
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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 - Dec 14, 2015 - 08:43pm PT
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I will have a visit from THE Niece shortly. She'll be comin' around the mtn when she comes with a Red Rocks rock for me in tow.
This should prove interesting.
This was on Sunnyside Bench.
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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 - Dec 15, 2015 - 01:25am PT
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We broke even. We each got painted by neebee, too.
FYI, BD is the day following XMAS in the Brit tradition. It's when the "help" got gifted, back when they could afford "help."
Back in the days of Big Houses with Downstairs.
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Gnome Ofthe Diabase
climber
Out Of Bed
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Dec 15, 2015 - 01:32am PT
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Un-done by down loading up grades -, that stichn' thin letters into words like that ?
ARGH-@€%&;/....sorry it is just all of everything and . . .
Right as myself and the bundled tech. Goes down the things that matter to me
old climbs that are long ignored,
that place I shared has again X plodded,
Again as well as again - where I'm not - is where the climbing is goin' on.
Any way. Not to rifle the inbox,,,,
Great old wasting truck husks- earlessly emoting a live visage, not humane, but
Anthrompromorphisim is a state or mental weakness of whimsy
to see a face or recognize a familiar pattern where a random matrix also exists .
and with a squint,
one can see or pretend to see faces on those fine stones a mettle hunks.
Noses of classics, drilled, placed dead, to return as land reefs
Way 'alive' faces . . . . and Hooblie, . . . . #3 ! !!!
really !cool
That grasps the angry gnome,
all wet - best looking the other way too !
And zB ?! Psychic,?? as I was leaving to go climbing,
after having to leave, a miss fed, thirsty mouse,
a small wren was also struck down with irregular but similar
in spastic random distress. .
Rolling over it self,
doing somersaults in the leaves beneath a bush.
It was biblical :
You can't ignore the crushed wren in your yard
when you have been made to leave the mouse in your neighbors. . .
I would not be able to go off climbing clear headed
I would be haunted by the plight of the bird & of all the critters
Was it the salt licks? Or the strange pellet feed?
The earthenware plate and bread crumbs?
I sat on my new used pack, waiting, watching,
glad it was the Blk Dmnd not the Dolt as the 50yr old crushed
Macadame displaced by my weight pushed into the side.
A long quite pause at dawn
It took me ten minutes of dawn to see what was going on
moving in the gloom, as light sifted and illumination rose,
all good because no one was up yet let the family sleep
a few minutes more for them, at least I was trying.
I had to cool my jets
I have had all the time alone
At a place where I have left things stashed
going on a full year after a 9 month climbing season
Of 190 dry days at the Ravens Crest,
suddenly there is serious seepage!not psychotic, but named for Pink Floyd songs
So , ? Adolescent ? Immature Which one is Pink?
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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 - Dec 15, 2015 - 08:26am PT
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Thirty degrees here this morning.
It's nearly Christmastime. Ten days left. I'm glad I said my greetings earlier, when I still had some warmth left in my bones.
Today I was gonna go give a blood sample. It can wait...I am craving warmth!
Pile on blankets, dig toes into the bottom of the bed.
Keep the kettle boiling, clearing out my head.
What can I say? Sucks to get old? We all knew that long ago.
Gene, thank your middle-schoolers for their prayers.
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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 - Dec 15, 2015 - 10:49am PT
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Pretty B-A, DMT.
I saw a B-A sheriff in action yesterday. I'm sitting on a bench at Main and M St., when around the corner comes a passenger car, which pulls over on siren demand from a tricked-out GMC p/u with blinking lights on the back that are part of the trim! WE'RE TALKING FLASHY, MAN!! And he's parked just around the corner so traffic can't get by his Glitzmobile with out seriously slowing down and hampering traffic back out on M St...but he doesn't seem to care, he's the man, he's gonna get some!
Dude hops out of the cab, all 6-feet plus of him, dressed in full Western STYLE! Leather vest with lamb's wool lining, Stetson, Levis, cowboy boots and pistola. He can only be our newly-elected Vern Warnke, I'm thinkin'. Kevin, who owns the BS Computer store right across the street, had just pulled up in his little ART HOP-Mobile and we watched the show.
He later confirmed my ID of our elected official.
The phrase "dumb-ass driving" was heard twice, the radio blared away, unintelligibly to me, and the perp was let go, eventually, no ticket, just that dressing-down using the D-A term. It was a VERY upscale sedan, mind you. I know not why there was seeming exoneration. YOU figure out local pull vs. local yokel and get back to ME, otay?
Meanwhile, here are some more pix from the Saturday ride into the hills.
On Road 600, which was known once as the Grub Gulch Road.
Back before Merced came to be known as the Gateway to Yosemite, because of its rail line and later its all-weather highway, Raymond was the gateway city. You took the spur line from Berenda, on the SPRR near present Madera, then rode that to Raymond and switched to the stage for Clark's Station, or later on the Wawona Hotel, passing through Grub Gulch first, and then on into the Valley from Wawona.
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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 - Dec 15, 2015 - 12:15pm PT
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Egyptor bust!
Happy, not depressed, Holidays, from The Flames.
Plowshares, not roadside bombs.
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neebee
Social climber
calif/texas
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Dec 15, 2015 - 02:24pm PT
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hey there say mouse...
say, been busyyyyyyyyyyyyy... lost in christmas card land, oh my, :))
had to stop by, really fast... :)
got to run, now... maybe dance to a few songs, too...
got to stretch from sitting and writing, :))
god graciously SENT many stamps, again, this year... whewww...
i still love to try and do the 'repays' to those folks, though...
but, wow, it is a great thing to stop, once a year and let folks know
how important they are ...
god bless!
here's my helper...
she likes dancing, too, :))
she writes a bit messy, but she can dance four footed,
:))
well, after she sheds her antlers, ;)
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well, won't get back for a bit...
cheers to the flames, though,
keep up the good work... great photos there...
love the gal fishing!
and the scenic shots, too!
EDIT:
NOW HERE... is what i was looking for...
was in too big of a hurrry... but HAD TO FIND IT:
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https://video.search.yahoo.com/video/play;_ylt=A2KLqIAgk3BWYTwA4OgsnIlQ;_ylu=X3oDMTByZ2N0cmxpBHNlYwNzcgRzbGsDdmlkBHZ0aWQDBGdwb3MDMg--?p=Rock+and+Roll+Is+Here+To+Stay&vid=115589a17527cc1d01c7a95e59681c98&turl=http%3A%2F%2Ftse3.mm.bing.net%2Fth%3Fid%3DWN.rc
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WELL, THAT'S IT for now...
best, 'get hopping' along to those cards, oh my!!
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