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Gnome Ofthe Diabase
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Out Of Bed
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Nov 16, 2014 - 09:40am PT
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[Click to View YouTube Video]Kafka esque... is the 'vator out, was it out at the time of your violation?
Is this?. This is actionable
Traipsing on Meeceis is not to be took.....
If fire escape is what they are worried about.....
Then a call is gone out....
We will give them Flames…
The army of mouse!!!
and we all will I will respond.
Got a feind of a lawyer friend????
I betcha’ you do,
Have it well crafted
The letter should spell out
What you can and will do.
Own their azzes If you want to
or
start an action and move with the threat,
cost em money, (could get ya put out Doh)
Maybe to rash
But let us all know if letters written on your behalf
Are an appropriate response??
I spent all night in hopes of My byrr story some how coming out
Went by way of old thread and saw Flyn’ Brian’s first post
talking to that chopneeds toget the chop piece of poo ca ca.
So the last that I schnook and now that is deleted and was good and not saved
I wish that I were HE going south when I pleased or anywhere really.
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mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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Nov 16, 2014 - 09:54am PT
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I laud your good intentions, neighbor.
Tis to your name's luster, Gnomeo,
That a shine hath been applied
To a halo which waits on thee.
Pray, hold your pen and sheath your blade.
These know-nothing knaves are but sheep
With sharp tongues and low charms:
T'were good if they chewed the cud on Berkeley's farms.
But being not Berkeley enough,
They must act as if they are tough.
Though it pains me to see such foolery,
Soon enough shall their curls fill the woolery.
Justice. It's not just for people anymore.
Oh, that I might escape this fiery trap
For which I am truly to blame.
This I might cunningly arrange
With a shout out to another Flame,
But gently come and treat with them
On my behalf and then we shall laugh
And laugh and laugh and laugh some more.
And then we can do lunch.
"Otay?"
Gnome, can you give me a ride to Fresno? I'm desperately desperate.
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Gnome Ofthe Diabase
climber
Out Of Bed
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Nov 16, 2014 - 10:04am PT
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[Click to View YouTube Video]REAL for REAL?
NO... KNOW not a good soul from this end
I wrack the painbrain pan ... to a fault
got s kids sunday to do
be back at ya' soon
if I can help though And
Soon
yikes
it is one or -3
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mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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Nov 16, 2014 - 10:24am PT
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Non, non, mon ami.
I was, how mice say, being facetious.
Humor is the best medicine.
God smiles and give us trials,
Why for I don't know.
Churchly stated,
He's not dead,
Just a little under-rated.
Most folks like the old boy. I do. He'll fix it. I won't die from not making a lab appointment and the world with all its splendor will keep on turning.
Jesus told me not to worry. Ask neebee.
We've done some prayer work on it. I've done all I can do. It's up to the Cosmos.
Cosmo? COSMO?! Slowly I turned, like a 33.3 record...
CCR/Cosmo's Factory Outlet (full album)
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9VG4JaOUxuE
RAMBLE TAMBLE
Move
Down the road I go
Move
Down the road I go
There's mud in the water
Roach in the cellar
Bugs in the sugar
Mortgage on the home
Mortgage on the home
There's garbage on the sidewalk
Highways in the back yard
Police on the corner
Mortgage on the car
Mortgage on the car
Move
Down the road I go
They're selling independence
Actors in the White House
Acid indigestion
Mortgage on my life
Mortgage on my life
Move
Down the road I go
Ramble tamble
Ramble tamble
Ramble tamble
A Stroll Near Near Trapps With a Gnome and a Mouse
"Mouse, let me show you this roof over here."
"That one with the overhang?"
"Uh-huh."
"Done it before?"
"Uh-huh, many times."
"It looks hard."
"Naw, tis only Five Phoresy."
"Lay on, MacDuffer."
"Tis in the bag, good sir."
"Take my belay and go forth and I shall follow."
"Nay, tis your beast to slay."
"The hell you say. I'll yet wait another day. I felt a raindrop."
"As you say, sir. As you choose."
"Five Phoresy, let us hie to yon coffee barn. I'll buy."
[Gnome falls in a dead faint. Mouse kneels at his side.]
"Alas, Gnomeo, wherefore art thou, Gnomeo?
Would that my tongue were slashed from my yawp!"
[He jumps up. Running off stage left, he shouts into the wings.]
"Say there, Hay! RichRoss! Gunkie! I need some jug band music over here! Make haste!"
[Curtain.]
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Gnome Ofthe Diabase
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Out Of Bed
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Nov 16, 2014 - 01:02pm PT
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A Direct ! (Not your left exit don-perri yong)
The lost World Direct of the near traps
L.W.D. g.o.d's first ascent. with a barber,'breach' belay
L.W.D. with B.B.B,
So no blow it mon or see the sole of your own fooot
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above is for mellow yuks and
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below isfor yukktyphox
jimbyrr
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Chop your own choss if that is your thing
if you ever drop anything on my party again
I chop you>.
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now underneath many feel like this song saysV V V V V
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some thing hear tyo ,make a doh smolee smile
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The best in the sak, to kool with and look at
seem to have the below temperament V V V V
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mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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Nov 16, 2014 - 02:49pm PT
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Just went back in time and ether to the page numbered 500 on this thing of ours.
Looking at zBrown's string of videos, third post down, for some inspiration, it's too gosh darn bad but eight of the ten have been deleted by the Youtube account holder or 'arrested' by the Web Sheriff for copyright infringement.
First time that I have ever seen that one.
So what did that leave, my darling young one?
It left us the poorer for their loss from our pitiful laughingstock of a thread.
It tragically underlined the fact that you never can tell.
And it's a hard rain that may fall...but I don't think it's gonna today.
It left us these two:
Bob/Highway 51/Elston Gunn
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8df0zNQHjwE
Bob/Town Hall Live/Elston Gunn
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=P9D5R516XUE
Two-gunn zBrown shootin' down the juggler AND the clown
A quick brown fox with a gunn that cocks then talks
He'll do fancy-shnancy tricks for you.
Let 'er rip, Doc--we never get tired of seein' ol' Ringo get all sweaty and Latin-talkin'. He's no Daisy, not yet.
Howard Darby/Trick Shooter--the Henry Barber of the Wild West in cowboy boots
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eOfr6hU5fic
And a little Lida Rose goes
a lo-0-o-0-o-0-ong time, GI.
She's doing tricks back on page 500, Web Sheriff! I'm tellin' ya, it's quite a show! 'member thet burro from Peru we saw last night?
I scored my ride to Fresno tomorrow morning. My bud Skip came through. Whew!
I was hoping for an adventure, for all that.
On the order of, let's say, a guy that looks like me but with a big gut like Oliver Hardy's, with an electrically-powered sleigh, unlimited generosity, and a smile to beat Tony Bennett's, and a guffaw to match Tami's.
We could say he looks more like a gnome than an elf, too, especially with his hat on. Real fake fur seal trim around da brim. Of course it's da brim. Cruising at altitude in a flying sleigh, you need it AND the polarized Ray-Bans. And he's got a cigaret holder like Hunter S.
He'd take me, but first he's an appointment himself at 06:00 in Nome, AK, with Nonny Nonny, the song writer. They are working on a parody of Jingle Bell Rock called Jingle Bell Schlock and he needs to work out the chorus, pick a bass player, you know, the usual trimmings for a production like this. He's also bringing along Yankovich, who's 'interested.'
Barring fog, sleet, rain, snow, lightning, and pigeons in the landing zone on the roof (you didn't hear that from me--shh), we should be in Fresno by nine. Plenty of time to stop at Starbucks. And he's buying!
"You're a saint, dude."
"That's a big load of bushwah. I'm actually Jewish. My name is Nick, but it's Nick Tucci. The Boys who back MY action call me Nicky Two Cheese. They like presents, but they are happy with groveling. It's tough when you're this heavy. And it dirties my beard. You want a shot of espresso in that Sumatran, Mouse?"
"No, I gotta raft of tests comin'--in fact, make that de-caf, Otay?"
"Otay's in San Diego, dude. We're good to go if you want to when you're finished with your labs. You know the Brujo de la Playa? He's an old surfing bud of mine."
"Yep, it's a small world in a big state."
"Glad I don't live here. International = pan-global you know. Can't have any favorites. Need to live in non-territory and nobody claims the pole but MooseDrool. He's a funny guy."
"Yeah, but he doesn't believe in you. He doesn't even believe in his own powers sometimes. He'd have been among the world's top climbers if he'd just started a little younger."
"I'm giving him a rack for the Holiday, and when he comes around to believing in me, then I'll give him a lifetime supply of bras. He needs some re-direction, that fellow. Otherwise, he's a prince. And he knows his beer."
"We better get over to the hospital, JollyJowls."
"Now, MO, get it right. You can just call me Cheesie."
"Gotcha."
"Mouse, you ever gone climbing at The Trapps in New York State?"
"No, I haven't. Brujito is the roof expert in our gang, and he's not sanguine about the humidity. He likes the dry out west."
"I don't blame him. I sweat like a mule when I'm there. Foops is the hardest thing I've done there."
"Who's your second?"
"Just goes by the name Gnome. He's real solid."
And off we go, down Clinton, under the overpass. Through the forest of flags in front of the Vampire's Castle.
Now that's an adventure, as much as I can handle with a hernia.
Ciao, bellas.
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neebee
Social climber
calif/texas
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Nov 16, 2014 - 03:02pm PT
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hey there say, mouse... wow, you DID get the ride... wow...
say, now, as to the fire-escape...
say, maybe a plan???
could you see if they allow permission for 'legit photographers' for
a paper or magazine, etc, to have paid or signed permits, to use the fire-escape to roof, etc, FOR their purpose of photography?
then, if they do:
could you go to the local paper, or some local store, or someone and see if they'd 'hire you for be their photographer' for some very cheap pay?
and then, would they allow you up, to 'do your perhaps once a month'
small photo shoot?
or, would the building let you sign some kind of a waver, if you explained that your are a 'man on the street, merced photographer'?
you'd have to get some kind of real honest proof though, to do it correct...
would this be somehow possible... can you ask the building owner, etc??
just curious... sure do not want you busted and kicked out of your
'home base' ... :)
thanks for the happy good morning...
i LOVE tree-birds... coming, sitting, surveying and then: going...
job well done, there, mouse...
:)
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zBrown
Ice climber
Brujò de la Playa
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Nov 16, 2014 - 03:37pm PT
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Well here's one to try to make up for the censorship.
Like Tom Petty said (sort of), "it ain't nothing to you, but it's spomething to me". Hopefully, these simplifying techniques can be applied to a not-so-young athlete(ss). Me, I don't use no stinkin' surgery.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GzGrTYRIyt0
mfm
Which ones are you talking about?
Give me something like this
http://www.supertopo.com/climbing/thread.php?topic_id=1954729&tn=500
and I'll see what I can do.
I see some of the Jimi Hendrix stuff got whacked.
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mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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Nov 16, 2014 - 03:45pm PT
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Aw, gee, shucks, it's nice to see you smile, neebee!
You've had a tough year. Not to worry, the photos that I took today were shot from INSIDE the door of the fifth floor and from the landing on the fourth on the other side, too.
It's too much hassle to hassle these bastions. I'll just do what I did this morning. Frankly, the sunrises look pretty much the same, but days like today are really worth shooting. I get out there, virtually every morning, but it's just a habit now.
Hardly Visible (bless you for the advice, Kevin) mentioned my plethora of "Merced sky shots" at the COR gathering; and it was a gentle chide that perhaps another subject might be good. Well, given that I've no wheels, it's tough. I'd love to be out in the country and get shots that I've done before in different light, with higher or lower fStops involved; and with this new tripod, which improves focus immeasurably.
And as far as the sunrises go, they are best in cloudy weather, dark like this morning. These fall colors will be gone by this weekend, as Thanksgiving is the time that the leaves have mostly fallen and bare branches are exposed (and more birds, one would think, but they are hidey little things, very quick to move before I can set the focus. It's aggravating fun, like a tough boulder problem.
Say, there, not to change the subject (HAHAHA), but do you know what an "angle piton" is? I've heard tell of 'em. I think they are related to "bongs," but you should ask Lilabiene, because I know she knows.
Thanks for the prayers. Thank you, thank you, thank you, as I've said before, countless times.
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mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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Nov 16, 2014 - 03:50pm PT
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Drop your guns and reach for this guy.
[Click to View YouTube Video]Rated PIC (Plllitically Incorrect).
Ratings lie. But there is canned heat here, and it's not coolio for young eyes or young girls. Can throwing is hazardous to your health. Get tough with the hard-case at the door, and you got BIG TROUBLE.
Big Trouble in Little China/Coupe de Ville with John Carpenter singing
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cAyoUxd1pfg
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Gnome Ofthe Diabase
climber
Out Of Bed
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Nov 16, 2014 - 05:09pm PT
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So all for naught my
Trying to get a brother in law
Up in Lodi to long wrong way and he "whatever man'd", me
Saying look at the map it was
A far fetch & then "half way to L.A."
will turkey dinner be any more uncomfortable?
Is that even possible?
00pS, drooling icicle?
from Werner he was saying something about getting beat down on El Cap,
The top four pitches covered in a sheet of ice of ice of wall in winter.
Trapped in a freezing waterfall, summit or plummet
Glad to hear that you have a ride
and that all goes well of course
and save, ED what we here needed too, so take down the Idtis no safph, iree,aye mon?!
http://www.celebratewithstringsattached.com/wedding-soloist.html#.VGlN9ygSq50
this was someone who was more than good to me an' then ya' know broke my hart
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mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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Nov 16, 2014 - 07:44pm PT
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ALVIN AND THE CHIPMUNKS LYRICS
"Funkytown"
(originally by Lipps, Inc.)
[Alvin:]
Gotta make a move to a town that's right for me,
Town to get me movin'
Keep me groovin' with some energy
[All:]
Well, I talk about it,
Talk about it
Talk about it
Talk about it
Talk about,
Talk about,
Talk about moving,
Gotta move on
Gotta move on
Gotta move on
[Simon and Theodore:]
oh, oh, yeah
[Alvin:]
Won't you take me to,
Funkytown? [x4]
[Alvin:]
Gotta make a move to a town that's right for me,
Town to get me movin'
Keep me groovin' with some energy.
[All:]
Well I talk about it,
Talk about,
Talk about,
Talk about,
Talk about, Talk about,
Talk about moving,
Gotta move on
Gotta move on
Gotta move on
[Simon and Theodore:]
oh, oh, yeah
[Alvin:]
Won't you take me to,
Funkytown
[x4]
Come on everybody,
shake it up and down,
lets get up, party on,
in the Funkytown,
put your hands up high,
now take it down low,
come on party people it's time to go!
[Simon and Theodore:]
oh, oh, yeah
[Alvin:]
Won't you take me to,
Funkytown? [x4]
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_0rjeNbqmKA
kFLASH brings you the straight skinny from a buncha ssttrraightt skkinny dickheads who love to play with campfires--The Flamous Fames!!!!
Bob Zimmerman goes to camp.
http://www.thetower.org/article/was-my-jewish-summer-camp-trying-to-indoctrinate-me/
Angry birds cannot flock together.
But both are birds of a feather?
Not "What gives?" but
"Who giveth what?"
http://www.thetower.org
KUMBAYA. There, it's out their. I'm one of "them." So shoot me, Indira. Stab me, Farouk. Cut off me beard, me hearties. We're no longer welcome. The pirate ship AmeriKa Ra has grounded, we're beset on most sides (Canada? You hear?), and our timbers are shivered.
But look, Boss! It's das Boot! And it's flying Campfire colors. WE ARE SAVED, BOSS! Unless they hand us over to the Coast Guard and ship us to Git....
The Campfire Girls of America morphed into the Campfire Boys and Girls of America in 1975 when membership eligibility was expanded to include boys...but only those who wanted to, really. At least at first. Especially in Mennesoda, eh? CBGA then became Campfire USA in 2001. It is currently called just plain Campfire. It all began...well, you can google it just as easy as pie, so do it if you are so inclined. But the most important thing, from the standpoint of a marijuana user like myself, that would be that they have mints, while the Girl Scouts have cookies.
They're currently using terms like coed, inclusive, service learning. Not gonna comment. Just reporting. It is strange, though. Knot surprised, though. I guess I'm ambivalent and blase. But I feel better informed.
The history of both the Campfire and the GSUSA, the current correct name of the Girl Scouts, go back to the years 1910-1913, when they sorted out the organizations. The Camp Fires rejected a bid by Daisy Low to merge with her group in Savannah. It went on like that. Don't forget the Girl Guides. That organization was also involved.
The only girl guide who I ever met was Ellie Hawkins, and that was only in passing on Pywiack Dome, Coke Spoon, 5.9, just a cakewalk for EH. I wish that I could have seen her at Oakdale and said, like, "Come on, you don't remember, 'Flash?' Me and that kid from the Upper Peninsula? The one that made the joke about the diapers?" I mean, that girl could really move quickly. She wasted no time getting out of there after that story.
Almost like a female Werner, she was. Or so it now seems. She looked great in her pics from the Festival, I must say.
The lyric, "Campfire boys and girls wontcha come out tonight," has not the same ring to it, the same zing to it, as the good old lyrics with the non-coed question. It's uneven, too. And definitely not funky, either. Blame PC (Polite Chipmunk, as in Polite Elephant).
So break out that pack of chocolate marshmallows and straighten out some coat-hangers, men and women. We adult campers like toasted momellows as much now as ever.
And wine. Beer. Weed. But eat first.
Got a smoke?
PLANE OF HEAVEN (or Tea of Heaven is timely, too.)
Break out the uke
Drink until you puke
The ditties are dirty
The women all are purty
And we have a ton of weed
The Teton Tea's a brewin'
I don't know what yer doin'
The marshmellows are toastin'
We're all here a-boastin'
That we've got a ton of weed
It came out of the lake
There for us to take
And take it all we did
Oh, WAY more than a lid
Yeah, man...we found a ton of weed
The coals are dark and red
It must be time for bed
But before we all are done
Let's roll another one
Cuz we have a ton of weed (It's really top drawer)
Yeah, we got a ton of weed (And it's all home-grown)
Oh yeah, we've smoked a ton of weed (Are we done yet?)
Baked on a ton of weed (We're really toasted)
Love smokin' weed every day (It's good for you-ou-ou)
"News" naturally comes singin' the "blues," child.
So the blues rule the news.
But where or what is the down side, the blues side, of having a ton of free weed?
Someone should write a book.
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mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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Nov 16, 2014 - 11:09pm PT
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Take heed of stormy wethers
Don't wear fur or feathers
Wait fir my tree wings to be flapping
The wind blows but goes nowhere
And there isn't anyplace I'm going to
"Maybe into the hole that He's in?"
I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to
Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me
In the jingle jangle morning, I'll come followin' you
"Is it ALL phoney?"
"Except for phoresy."
(And the Blitzo holes.)Last but not least...well, maybe the least because it looks so small...the MisterE Wobbler, a flighty one, but a single-minded climber. It's rate of climb is among the fastest ever recorded in the Western Hemisphere.
Period.
Oh, and the rooftop kitty. Can't neglect the cat.
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Wayno
Big Wall climber
Seattle, WA
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Nov 16, 2014 - 11:29pm PT
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Have any of youse seen "the Soul of America"? A movie about this guy? It moved my flame.
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mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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Nov 17, 2014 - 12:07am PT
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Hey, Way There, Wayno.
Wally Climber and Hot Dog Lover (long as they're tasty and thrilled to a T)
What's shaking? Hearing voices? Talking eardrums?
Rattle and Hum.
[Click to View YouTube Video]
Answer: Not me. zBrown, possibly. Dee Molinar, doubt it. Charles Manson? He shits and Clif Bars emerge. Hell, no.
No, I haven't heard of the Menahan St. Band, either.
Sound and Furry/Buffalo Demon Sand
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Carl Sandbag/Desire
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"In Under the Blood Red Sky we just wanted to capture this period of the band...oh, f*#k it."
Which way is Sandusky? Kirk, over.
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mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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Nov 17, 2014 - 02:13am PT
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In brief: Joint growth
The physeal plates are at the ends of your bones.
This is where the longitudinal growth of bone takes place when you are still young. At skeletal maturity it closes up and no more growth occurs. "epi" means above so the "epiphysis" is the area above the physis, like the epidermis is above the dermis in the skin. The epiphsis is at the end of the bone and forms a joint with the bone next to it.
Source: HealthTap, http://www.healthtap.com/user_questions/28296
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mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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Nov 17, 2014 - 02:29am PT
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Debbie Friedman, mentioned in the link above about Bob Dylan at Camp Camp.[Click to View YouTube Video]Not all funky,
But a blessing.
Have some turkey,
Have some dressing.
You're a growing boy.
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Gnome Ofthe Diabase
climber
Out Of Bed
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Nov 17, 2014 - 03:30am PT
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I know better than to post up with out reading up
but
good morning as it were time to make tracks
the news here is all hit and killed by a train and plane crashes
she made it through un harmed!, big Flames wooha
fully flipped car on the major trail see strings attached song
My first bird was baby, a rescue MaCaw that was just saved and moved on
then the picture below is Brady after the quaterback
She was saucy and cheated at cards. Swore and would grab your finger and laughing pirate she was a wise gal Brady she was the flying tennis ball
now here kinda a diva or just breaking us in.
this sweety is pastchio a terrible name for a girl bird
happy travels and good luck you are mo fond to me then duck who stuck my ear back on my head
thanx Werner duck and by the by what the ..... Quack!!
the germs that the residual zzes caught like last year will now
cycle as the cold shuts down storm widows shut-ins we becomeit is for me as I must scramble them
every school day eggs
get her to school and seeing the time
I'll be driving but no photos
It is raining not snowing here
hear good tis good luck on ones wedding?!
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Gnome Ofthe Diabase
climber
Out Of Bed
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Nov 17, 2014 - 03:46am PT
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tread well and
adventure forth
no jimbo won't see
me not. abuse his
liturgical word
surgical word
go in peace
brother mouse
here is the second without seeing
why a open the eyes
you
and
these
flames
are
on
TOP
Garcia YA Latter, ....[Click to View YouTube Video] laughgaphaw Gaphaw
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