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mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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Aug 22, 2014 - 01:25am PT
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I love to browse in antique/curiosity shops.
This one is a gem, in my opinion, because it's only a block from the venue of the OAKDALE CLIMBERS FESTIVAL (on the route to Starbuck's) on Hwy 120 in the center of town.
And the items are by and large of good to exceptional quality. No 'junk.'
Ladies and gents, Past and Present Antiques, 219 East F St.
See you in Oakdale, California, October 17-19.
A Woman's Reach--Adventures In a Parallel Realm.
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mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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Aug 23, 2014 - 06:27am PT
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Early morning moon fun.I didn't wanna put these into the Moon Shots thread, cuz...they're obviously not "serious" enough and would be a mockery of everyone's work there. Nawmean?
Tomorrow morning the moon, such as it is, will be rising with the sun over the Sierra...whatever that is.
Where it will rise where you are or will be
That is as it may be but get up early to see.
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mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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Aug 23, 2014 - 06:52am PT
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More stars.[Click to View YouTube Video]Duke Bradley, played by Clark Bagel, bookie, bets against Moonray for the win and wins Carol Clayton's hand by a nose.
The Duke of Northborough isn't really in the picture, but he's mentioned. It's confusing, I know.
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mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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Aug 23, 2014 - 05:17pm PT
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One day I saw Evil Devil Woman basking in the sun on the Berkeley campus. I started to walk over and kick her in the rump but unfortunately I tripped over a crocodile on the way. The young man who had been listening opened his eyes and wondered at the dust, and took up the guitar to try and find the old man who had disappeared. But no where was he to be found. "The wolves," he said, looking out the door before the stranger came in, "are gone now." And that is exactly the point. They are gone now. But what had happened?
With the failure of Mr. Fahey's Galopagus Tortoise crop in 1956, he removed himself for a few years to the sunny gales and he hoped, for greener pastures, of Topanga Canyon, California, at a place called "Eagle's Nest." There at the home of Robert Riskin of McCabe's Guitar Shop, and among the golden birds between the crumbling carpathe, under the resilient dome, over the gentile griff, Fahey recorded again for the Delta Haze Recording Company, whose owners were Mr. Barrett Mansen (illustration no. 10) and Mr. Mark Levine. The former, a brewery owner, capable and decisive manager and financer, and the latter who was well-endowed financially also, endeavored to cash in on the current Blue-Grass Phaze which was sweeping the nation. The latter was also a gifted and talented guitarist, and so a session was arranged in which various combinations of instruments and vocalists were used, but only three musicians were present - Levine on back-up guitar and second kazoom, L. Mayne Smith, whose graceful five-string banjo work has been described as "much like a lacy filigree," and Fahey who played Hawaiian guitar, while Smith doubled by playing lead kazoom. The session, unrehearsed, was in some respects an example of communal creation. The main musical ideas, according to Fahey, whose testimony generally checks out, were his own, but as he stated, "both Smith and Levine contributed a great deal during that session not merely in terms of competent backupmanship, but in terms of creativity."
The tapes from this session were stolen by Mr. ED Denson, of Takoma Records, who, also a very shrewd and able businessman ("Mogul" might be a better term), according to his nature will stoop to any means to enhance his economic situation. Denson likewise wanted to cash in on the Blue-Grass Phaze as he had on the Delta Haze. And indeed he did. He sold some of the cuts to Mr. Ralph Riverboat of Boston, and these were issued on Riverboat RB 1, The Transfiguration of Blind Joe Death. Despite what the RB notes state to the contrary, Mr. Fahey, assures us that the account we have given is accurate. Denson denies it.
And so Fahey was exposed to still another, new kind of music, the Blue-Grass Phaze.
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mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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Aug 23, 2014 - 05:29pm PT
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"I stood in the streets of Takoma Park waiting for the whistle to blow. Once I jumped off and started up the Sligo River to see old Charlie Holloway. There had been an explosion that day at the Takoma Park Strawberry Cannery and the banks of the Sligo were lined with strawberry preserves. Near one of the lower locks there had been a jam on the rocks and the sluice was plugged up with strawberries. I noticed that as I proceeded up the river it began to back up on me. I had to hurry in order to avoid being trapped by the rising high water.
Jerry, the gate-keeper, fished me out at the last minute."
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mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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Aug 23, 2014 - 08:28pm PT
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neebee
Social climber
calif/texas
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Aug 23, 2014 - 09:27pm PT
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hey there say, ... just hanging around, with things that abound, :)
will write an update poem...
to 'show em' ...
soon as i get off the phone...
and 'am alone' ....
:)
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mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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Aug 23, 2014 - 10:48pm PT
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This was a really tough shoot, neebee.It's taken from all the way across the room, on the top bunk, right up against the opposite wall, tippy tripod on the mattress, and tricky lighting.
But it took you more time than I care to imagine to fashion those mice.
Unless you're faster than I think and you made them in a trice.
The third one is hanging in the 'mouse cave' under the top bunk at my feet.
Neat.
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zBrown
Ice climber
Brujò de la Playa
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Aug 24, 2014 - 09:16am PT
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from zB's Garage Sale
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mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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Aug 24, 2014 - 10:33am PT
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T Hocking, zBrown, seriously, guys,
shouldn't we be running our own sidebar ads?
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mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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Aug 24, 2014 - 10:47am PT
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zBrown
Ice climber
Brujò de la Playa
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Aug 24, 2014 - 11:33am PT
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T Hocking, zBrown, seriously, guys,
shouldn't we be running our own sidebar ads?
That's a good idea, but as I always ask Michele, "Is it free?".
From the zB garage I do have five boxes of Rolling Stone dating back to the 1960's. The first one on top was issue number 63. Also several boxes of old Playboy (I'm pretty sure the Jackie Kennedy nude photos issue is in there).
I have also 2 & 2/3 1965 Ducati MC's (and more parts). It is rumoured that Sonny Angel and/or Sonny Barger rode one of them.
I have the so-called bomber lookalike issue.
I have the signed Castaneda manuscript.
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neebee
Social climber
calif/texas
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Aug 31, 2014 - 11:01pm PT
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hey there say, T HOCKING, i been going through some hard stuff, here, and had not stopped by, either...
just stopped by and saw, what?????
an ABSENT MOUSE--oh my...
here, mouse mouse mouse mouse... where is mouse, then?
hope he is okay...
happy good eve... need to go and get back to the thinking on
hard stuff etc...
may be gone a bit, too, here and there... trying to solve a few things that are a bit unsolvable right now...
will check in later... and see if mouse is about... and, about mouse, as well...
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Ricky D
Trad climber
Sierra Westside
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Cheesus,
Don't be telling me Da Mouse be Missing!
Sticky Traps with Peanut Butter, Snappers baited with Gouda, Minnie Gold Diggers flush with Botox and Silicone on the prowl for Sugar Mice...it can be a dangerous world for rodents from Merced.
Hope all is well.
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neebee
Social climber
calif/texas
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hey there say, bump for mouse...
say, T hocking, hope he is okay...
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mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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I fell asleep reading old fifties Geographics.
They were too powerful, like the USA was when I was eight-ten years old.
I fell into a dream, woke, and fell into another dream based on more drowsy reading.
If you can follow then you can follow. My dreams led me on a super-vacation.
I ran into Elva Louise Capp, an old flame from the sixties in Berkeley, another Pi Phi, and a snake-in-the-tree type, but a very good climber.
She's also Mulva's aunt. She introduced me to HER aunt, Featherina Capp, in Chicago.
It was a great trip.
MooseDrool was in my dream, go figure, but I blame it on Kruschev.
Nixon was there, a main figure in my dream. Tricky, Dick.
Especially the part where I got X-rayed.
I'll have to tell you all about it sometime.
It's good to be here. I didn't like being alone, but it's the way and I had no say because I had no hay, there or anywhere.
Comcast delivers only if you do.
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feralfae
Boulder climber
in the midst of a metaphysical mystery
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There is something quite amusing about signing on to the Taco to check to see if there is a Mouse around here.
Mouse, glad to see you are around. Reading old NatGeos will most definitely take your mind off into strange directions, especially the ones from childhood. I have some of my Dad's from the 30s. Wild to see not only what the world was like, but how people interpreted it as well.
That was some dream.
So, good to see you are.
fae
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mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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T Hocking, the 209-947-#### is correct an is paid up and in service.
I have been out in the street, "T Hawking," here lately...
From various vantages at extreme range.
Here's what the old Tioga Hotel sign looked like in these hawks' ancestors' days.
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