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mouse from merced
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The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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Oh, yeah!
Here's a unique vid from old Admirable Tom Dykers, 22 yrs of service.
Silently serving.[Click to View YouTube Video]We love blowin' stuff up around here, even dams, if no one gets hurt. I didn't used to, though. It never meant much to me that hundreds of swabbies died every time a ship got torpedoed.
I wish I could have watched when the deciders blew the hole in the moraine below the Cathedral Rocks and El Cap. I mentioned that earlier the other day.
Here's to Al Nobel!
Here's to the makers of gun cotton!
Here's to the Royal Hawaiian Hotel!
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mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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At last, we see where the flowers have all gone.[Click to View YouTube Video]On vacation to Hawaii.
Actually, some of them took Mitch's place while he's on the mainland visiting Facelift and his family.
Uke kill me, Mitch!
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mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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Ha ha!
It's the last photo I got to take before my battery died.
Still poking around for my charger that I lost.
It's like losing the internet. It'll end.
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Gnome Ofthe Diabase
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Out Of Bed
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]woe is me as I went out under charged too
this should make the cut though
aside from having a '69 clock added
it claims to be the real McCoy
1965 was a stella' year and so
I took a look inside
this is a well loved and kept toy
If the insides are also original
aren't we all happy to see
A Bus So Well Aged,,, 49.5,,,, forever
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zBrown
Ice climber
Brujň de la Playa
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That National city airport photo looks familiar. Did I put the abandoned airports link on the ST or some other page?
Crosstown Traffic, low sparks, high-heeled boys, ridin' in the tube, Skater Dater, Bambi, Godzilla, The Bed, The End of August at the Hotel Ozone, Ozomatli et alia,
One of these sure reminds me of XoChelequetzal.
Blood on the Tracks,
Aztec Blood Rituals
Over at Archaeology News, Jasmyne Pendragon (gotta love that name!) has posted the first and second installments of a three part series on “The Purpose of Aztec Blood Rituals.” Helpfully, the articles contain numerous citations and complete references. In part one, Pendragon briefly sets the historical stage before laying out the details of Aztec beliefs:
The blood rituals were considered part of a reciprocal relationship between humankind and god; the ultimate gift is blood and is amongst the highest honour one can pay to the gods. Aztec blood rituals were an act of reciprocity for the blood the gods sacrificed of themselves in order to create the sun and the cosmos. Blood sacrifices ensured the gods would remain helpful and they ensured the sun would continue to shine, the fields would grow abundant crops and the wheels of life would continue to turn.
In part two, Pendragon continues along these lines and suggests that Aztec bloodlust is linked primarily to ideas:
Fear of pain and suffering inflicted by the gods in retribution for any lack of blood sacrifice would have been an overwhelming incentive to constantly sacrifice and appease the vengeful gods.
While there can be little doubt that ideas had something to do with the almost unimaginable amounts of blood spilled by the Aztecs, the “purpose” of such rituals extends far beyond the realm of emic beliefs or priestly rationalizations.
The Aztecs were a militaristic and imperial society situated in an impoverished and precarious ecological environment. By the time they achieved dominance (circa 1460 CE), the Valley of Mexico had been intensively exploited for thousands of years. The deer were gone and soils impoverished. The empire was sustained in large part by warfare and conquest — taking resources from others. Such taking is of course a bloody business.
It is therefore no accident that the Aztecs focused their ritualistic activities on blood (coming mostly from prisoners taken in warfare). While the Aztecs may have believed their gods were insatiable, this appears to have been little more than a projection of their own thirsts and needs.
"The empire was sustained in large part by warfare and conquest — taking resources from others." Sure reminds me of some group a little farther North.
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mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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the view from the meadow
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mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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When I came out of the pub, having seen some baseball, I trucked into the Coffee Bandits to listen to the dozen or so bluegrassians playing a tune I did not recognize.
I went up to John, keeping time like a regular MisterE on a cool drum he owns, and asked him the name of the tune. He said, "I Can Never Remember."
Well, he didn't convince me, so I asked a gent playing a Gibson when they had done, and he said it was Big Sciota.
So without further ado, for Big Mike & Sandra, for Andy & nita, for SC Seagoat & Ferretlegger, for Khanom & Vicki, for BooDawg & Lisa, for Michael & Kali, a real lovely song, if not 'zackly a love song.
[Click to View YouTube Video]Now, just practice, okay kids?
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mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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It's a pretty good group you had, Andy, each one different each night.
Many thanks, the campfire must be what salvation is like after a while...
"Jeez, I can't find my keys."--Big Mike
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zBrown
Ice climber
Brujň de la Playa
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I did not know Satchmo did Visions
-zippity_do_daBraun
Have a wonderful day and don't forget, if you're out tonight, on your bike drain your spit valve.
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Must be a thousand hues, use 'em wisely
Things are not what they seem, think about it, fakey ending at 3:18
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mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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On behalf of The Flames, I'd like to welcome the new advertiser.and
Manly Style gives this place a lotta class, fer sure.
Seersucker-iously.
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How sharp are YOU?
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mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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MooseDrool, got something for ya, pally.
A super-looking slab of exquisite slate, I'll bet, on this religious edifice.
It was destroyed in the war, however, no doubt about it.
http://blogs.transparent.com/polish/bellotto-canaletto-paintings-warsaw/
The younger Canaletto preferred Warsaw to Venice, where his uncle had lived and worked.
This book that I found years back just surfaced today, and it's titled Canaletto: Malarz Warsawy.
It is written in Polish, however. It's coming your way, sooner or later. :0)
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mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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From Central Europe to Central California, from the banks of the Vistula to the shore of Lake Don Pedro on the Tuolumne, The Flames have some of it, but not yet all of it.
We are full of much of it and contented to be so.
Short for Modesto. Mr. Ralston, RR exec, would not let them use his name for their new town on the new railroad, the Central Pacific, so they thought his modesty deserved remembering, and 'modesto' is the result.
I should take a gaze at Chico next, but there'll be time. I got the Redding pix on T Hocking's thread, so maybe...Mound HOuse?
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mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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My friend, my climbing partner, my best man, my favorite science guy, the mysterious Jim Shirley (all photos by him).From Canoga Park, Berkeley, & now living in Simi Valley.
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mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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We two did all of our routes in California.
Lover's Leap, Arches, MCR, HCR, Lyell, Starr King, Box Canyon, Snake Dike, YPB, Pinnacles, Winchell, Tahquitz.
We never thought of Borneo, however, as a place we'd LIKE to go.
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Gnome Ofthe Diabase
climber
Out Of Bed
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Now I would have started my day feeling up, not high just happy to breath
Then Synnot and crew with pup rope gun in Borneo
Damn we old guys missed out, dysentery and malaria aside,
I would have been an asset on that sort of climb
Now my day at 8am is in deed, mundane - take out the garbage 'afore the truck comes by,
do the washing up, laundry day & dishes and pans
that video swirling in my head
I soloed and climbed out of my Geo-zone
I missed the boat thrice, may be more,
Backing wrong horses,
going to Ecuador.
Long beach Island
Neuw Jeursey shore
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