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Gnome Ofthe Diabase
climber
Out Of Bed
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Dec 19, 2015 - 06:10am PT
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[Click to View YouTube Video] for the view of the purgatory.
that needs a good Nanooking,
It happens at 1:03 into the video ...... ,
just a pan right for 5 seconds or so,
to a far off view of West Rock.
The Band has been working at it and has a solid freak following
they are not great but try hard and rinse and repeat so
They work small but also huge, with marching band back up to this mournful song.
First, it only shows the swept away vibe, and can not convey the feelings of the
Younge ones
[Click to View YouTube Video]
then the try for stardom , (Gratuitous - but camp, burlesque) [Click to View YouTube Video]
The stuff with the Marching Band gets good reviews but it seems a bit nut so much. . .
[Click to View YouTube Video] the Marching band backed, Born In The City
http://youtu.be/DElZlONJQcI
if you want dunk yourself ?
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feralfae
Boulder climber
in the midst of a metaphysical mystery
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Dec 19, 2015 - 11:53am PT
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The upside of life
Bravo, Bushman.
Thank you.
ff
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Gnome Ofthe Diabase
climber
Out Of Bed
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Dec 19, 2015 - 03:29pm PT
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YES BUSHMAN,
He, Or posting after him
his amazing WRITINGS or writing
IT GRASPS AT THE AIR
HIS ODE TO HIS DOGS IS ALSO AS GOOD AS ANYTHING
HAVING HAD TWO BLACK DOGS AT ONCE,
Bushman
Social climber
Elk Grove, California
Dec 19, 2015 - 06:54am PT
'My Two Big Babies
Peas in a pod they're at my feet
When eating or I'm fast asleep
They follow me like two lost sheep
From sun up till the twilight's creep
They snore and yawn and groan all night
Until I feed them at first light
To see them hop it's such a sight
Suspending time when all is right
Once puppies soft as feathered dove
Came tumbling forth to push and shove
Like wet nosed angels from above
They've captured me like my first love
My two big dogs as black as coal
I'd n'er give back the heart they stole
Kept young my heart as I grow old
From first sight till the bell has tolled
-bushman
12/19/2015
fine eyes here too
THNX HOBBLIEopps?
(juvenile, if compared to . . . So don't )
was gunna' post this Clock Work Orange -ish share
It Is A 'ShaGGy dog' tale, that goes on to long
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neebee
Social climber
calif/texas
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Dec 19, 2015 - 11:13pm PT
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hey there say, mouse... just saw the pigeon mail, :)
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Bushman
Social climber
Elk Grove, California
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Dec 20, 2015 - 12:31am PT
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Makin' Tamales
With mistletoe and Holly
It really would be jolly
To make some fresh tamale
But you know we aughta prolly
Wait for Beaver and the Wally
But man oh gosh and golly
It truly would be folly
To leave out Stan and Ollie
Or Loretta Lynn and Dolly
On vacation off in Bali
Who never take the trolly
Without their purebred collie
Well they shoulda stayed in Raleigh
With their parakeet named Polly
So let us all be jolly
While we have some fresh tamale
-bushman
12/19/2015
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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 20, 2015 - 01:25am PT
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When a student at Cal Poly,
He dated a sprig of holly.
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hooblie
climber
from out where the anecdotes roam
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Dec 20, 2015 - 03:05am PT
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any grinders out there care to pass judgement?
twixt oildale 'n woody
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Bushman
Social climber
Elk Grove, California
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Dec 20, 2015 - 04:52am PT
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Strike Ten for the Kraken
The Kraken used a grinding
Stone to throw in bowling
A perfect game while throwing
Three hundred sailors screaming
Into the sea while knowing
He would be regretting
Found to be dis-favoring
A certain Deity who'd bring
Her countenance 'a bearing
-bushopea
12/20/2015
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zBrown
Ice climber
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Dec 20, 2015 - 07:18am PT
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Nice additions to the Flames, Bushy.
I was wondering about the lack of mention of Ollie. Rumour has it that he was a Stonemeister. Likewise their feral cat.
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Bushman
Social climber
Elk Grove, California
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Dec 20, 2015 - 08:05am PT
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Feels good, zBrown and all, feeling welcomed, thanks all.
What a place, it's so big here and goes way, way back before my way back machine.
I love history, rock and rock, old times, good times, most any times.
No Time Like the Present
There's no time like the past
For living in your dreams
There's no time like the present
For doing all those things
There's no time like the past
For dwelling on regrets
There's no time like the present
Unless one forgets
There's no time in the future
There's no time in the past
There'll never be enough time
For doing things that last
I'll do what all I can do
In the present here and now
But whatever doesn't happen
Wouldn't happen anyhow
-bushman
12/20/2015
So glad our industrious host is back and on the mend.
Any relation to Mickey?
That squeaky rodent with voice like a chalkboard was my Daughter's first love...
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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 20, 2015 - 08:10am PT
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NOTE how twigman's posture (above) shows absolute perferction of form: upright and the knees flexing prior to lowering the grinder gently onto the surface of the lane.
Horse in Motion, Eadweard Muybridge, ca. 1886
Horse in Motion. Click to enlarge.
Photography collection, Harry Ransom Center.
It may come as a surprise in the twenty-first century to discover that in the 1880s, details of how objects move were unknown. The human eye, unaided, cannot resolve the details of fast motion. Eadweard Muybridge and his experiments with motion photography, such as this series of pictures of a horse's gait helped solve this mystery.
Muybridge's biographical details are colorful. Born Edward Muggeridge in 1830 at Kingston upon Thames, upriver from London, he was unsatisfied with life in this small English town, and by 1850 he had left to make his fortune in the United States. Little is known about him until he arrived in San Francisco, California, five years later. In 1855, the city of San Francisco had been settled only six years prior, and it provided the wide-open possibilities for which the young man was looking. After a short time as a bookseller, and a change to the more striking name by which he is known today, he took up photography from a daguerreotypist and worked for the photographer Carleton Watkins. He made coastal surveys, and soon he had gained renown as a photographer from his spectacular images of Yosemite and Alaska.
His most famous work began in 1872, when he was hired by Leland Stanford (later the founder of Stanford University) to photograph horses. Stanford reputedly had made a bet that for a moment, all four of a racehorse's hooves are off the ground simultaneously, and he hired Muybridge to take the pictures to prove him right. This was difficult to do with the cameras of the time, and the initial experiments produced only indistinct images. The photographer then became distracted when he discovered that his young wife had taken a lover and may even have had their child by him. Muybridge tracked down the lover and shot and killed him. When Muybridge stood trial, he did not deny the killing, but he was nonetheless acquitted. Muybridge left San Francisco and spent two years in Guatemala. On his return, Muybridge resumed his photography of horses in motion, this time far more successfully. He set up a row of cameras with tripwires, each of which would trigger a picture for a split second as the horse ran by. The results settled the debate once and for all: all four hooves do leave the ground at once, as the top middle image in this sequence demonstrates.
Muybridge spent the rest of his career improving his technique, making a huge variety of motion studies, lecturing, and publishing. As a result of his motion studies, he is regarded as one of the fathers of the motion picture. Just as Niépce's First Photograph had, Muybridge's motion studies showed the way to a new art form. At the end of his life, Muybridge returned to England, where he died in 1904.
--Alan Herbert
I was told by an acquaintance from Oakdale, just yesterday, from whom I've not heard much since we met in 2013,
after I had remarked on how long it had been since we'd talked last,
that the word "present" has ancient roots and that its meaning is "gift of life."
In response to Bushman's query about my relation to Mickey, there is none except what one cares to make of it and it is what is.
I'm reminded of my late spouse's telling me of her love for Roy Rogers and her younger sister's devotion to Gene Autry. She felt that people loved either one or the other, in general, much like in the Quentin Tarantino film Pulp Fiction, when Vincent explains his idea that there are two kinds of people in this world, those who prefer Elvis and those whose taste runs to the Fab Four.
And so, by this logic, one either prefers Mickey Mouse or Mighty Mouse, two seeming opposites.
This idea seems to work well in comedy teams. Costello is more entertaining than Abbott, Allen is far funnier than Burns, Ollie is fat, but Stanley is thin as a rail.
And I, myself, like zBrown's posts more than my own. They may be fewer in number, but their insights and their polish...well, "you know what I mean."
Sometimes one disagrees with this view, but on the other hand, sometimes it seems perfectly logical.
The words to the following commercial were written by none other than Weird Al Yankovich, one of Dr. Demento's favorite entertainers, most of the time.
[Click to View YouTube Video]
I am, I suppose, industrious, and I thank you, Bushman, but you seem to be a rapid-fire poetry machine here lately!!!
Today, for instance, I was at my post on the Fifth Floor fire escape to catch what I could of the sunrise. But my best effort was distinctly indistinct (and marred by the uncleaned sensor's dust).
"Pink Gray/Gray Pink--you name it."
There is a widespread Native American belief that if an object has no name, its existence is in doubt.
"Pardon me, Mud in the Face, have you seen Lost in the Fog?"
"Not today, Eager Beaver."
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zBrown
Ice climber
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Dec 21, 2015 - 08:15am PT
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Trying to see if this softaco "protected intellectual property" will remember me like it promised.
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zBrown
Ice climber
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Dec 21, 2015 - 10:56am PT
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Chinese officials seize toilet paper bearing image of Hong Kong leader
Nevermind! I thought it said "King Kong"
Butt ...
Ya never know .. it may return
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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 21, 2015 - 11:31pm 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 21, 2015 - 11:33pm 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 21, 2015 - 11:56pm PT
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"Never in a corncob."Balanced. Like a climber ought to be.
One of my favorite pics of you two.
Merry Christmas to Gypsy!!
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Flip Flop
climber
Earth Planet, Universe
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Dec 22, 2015 - 07:00am PT
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He's Randy alright. Coppin' a pinky-feel.
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