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mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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Nov 24, 2014 - 09:01am PT
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Faux Trip Report #1.
A Day at the Races.
or
Rescue Mission Gorging.
Marxian-Socialism-Laissez faire-Free Bread and Circuses-Christian
Biker-Think at Work and at Play.
It's Thanksgiving vacation time again. We are, as Americans, devoted to our turkey.
It may amaze some of you that many Americans DO NOT HAVE TURKEY FOR THANKSGIVING. Or ham.
Or mashed taters and gravy.
Or yams.
Or mince/punkin/gooseberry/rhubarb/apple/cherry/peach pies.
So they do without and substitute carne asada, hot dogs, hamburgers, and chicken.
And navy beans.
And potato salad.
And macaroni salad.
And Mexican pastry.
And Fritos/Cheetos/BBQ tater chips.
Some even go so far as to make several variations on cole slaw, using cranberries, raisins, nuts, or even blueberries! It's good, too. You should try it next year at the Rescue Mission's annual Thanksgiving BBQ and clothing giveaway.
Since actions and photographs speak louder than Wordsworth, the dead drunk poet of yore, nevermore to pen rhymes like Hiawatha (or was that Longstreet?--I get them confused for some strange reason), there will be no captions nor will there be further comment except this, and I'm warning you, so it's a POLITE, CIVIL gesture/bodily function, not just a compliment to the chef:
*BURP*
Forgive the first pic--I captioned it before I wrote this. The rest are as "clean and free" as the Nutcracker.Bless us, O Lord, and these, thy gifts, which we have received from thy bounty. Through Christ our lord. Amen.
For those so inclined, here is a fine motion picture called Angel On My Shoulder (from the forties, so it's definitely not about free-soloing). It stars Paul Muni, Anne Baxter, and Claude Rains. No commercials.
Enjoy YOUR time of giving thanks to whomever you think you need to thank for your life, your mind, and ST.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=icXmAgH2foU
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zBrown
Ice climber
Brujò de la Playa
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Nov 24, 2014 - 10:53am PT
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I can't believe it. You seem to have shown the entire population of Merced and apparently there is not a Brown (to be foun').
Forget all about that macho sheeit and get yourself an accordian or plowshare.
Or, an L1011.
[Click to View YouTube Video]
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mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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Nov 25, 2014 - 07:13am PT
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To compensate for the lack of audio in the preceding post--
NO PIGTAILS, Dumb Pat!
[Click to View YouTube Video]Remember this was the girls' counter to Spin and Marty.
It's too bad there's no hostess for this Flames party.
It's no biker barbecue,
But who wants to be a stew?
Yucky Sissy girl stuff! LOL, PSA.
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zBrown
Ice climber
Brujò de la Playa
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Nov 25, 2014 - 04:44pm PT
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You would think that in 1973 two presidents and a vice president would have at least warranted a musical score if not a dialogue track.
I have no idea if this film was ever utilized in promoting either PSA or Lockheed. Michele never even knew that it existed. Shows how much respect a vice girl gets, eh?
It does happen to have been filmed the same day that Michele became the first PSA girl to pose in the turbine. It became routine thereafter, but nobody seems to be able to locate Michele's pioneering posing.
Sure hope no one accidently starts that monster up.
San Diego Mid-Air Collision "after the anmbulances go".
On another note. What did Ronnie Reagan have to say to Bill Clinton?
What did Nancy Reagan's Secret Service agent have to say to Michele?
"Mrs. Reagan does not speak to the servants". WTF? She was riding on her airplane and she was a f*#king VP (M, not Nancy) and Nancy wasn't above giving Mr. T some head or a lap dance.
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mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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Nov 25, 2014 - 09:33pm PT
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Got enough T for two?Catherine Barnes Weed. What's in that cup? Tea. Got enough tea for two?
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mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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Nov 25, 2014 - 10:24pm PT
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two presidents and a vice president
Presidential powers only. Ho-fing-hum.
Somehow, two plus one equals just two seems weird at first.
and...
Is this guy with the Secret Service League?[Click to View YouTube Video]
"Super-President Narcross will see you now, Wonder Woman and Super Lady Bird."
[Click to View YouTube Video]"Gimme!"
and finally...
Okay, this is the last post on the page. Right?
"Please; come here and check my math, Dad?" (Politely schooled youth always use semi-colons where needed when speaking to their elders.)
So the last word goes to the man in the pointy red hat and with the shaggy eyebrows.
"the drivel that most of the wrought, pseudo religious but really self severing depictions of valor, heroism and piety do not go together. They all contradict one another"
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mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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Nov 25, 2014 - 11:15pm PT
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A few shots from Sunday evening and early morning.
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neebee
Social climber
calif/texas
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Nov 26, 2014 - 03:59am PT
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hey there say, mouse... wow, i just love the leaf shots... wow!
:)
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Gnome Ofthe Diabase
climber
Out Of Bed
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Nov 26, 2014 - 04:47am PT
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I have apparently wrecked the computer ; so as much as I do it is all by the sneak!,
It is all that I can do
Haa haa that's four A's and two H's wasted!
Happy Thanks Giving.......
oh the joy ......noy .....not
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Gnome Ofthe Diabase
climber
Out Of Bed
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Nov 26, 2014 - 08:17am PT
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third time is the charm no harm, no fowl, after Birdsong thanks to Z 12/13/13 '77 birdstar thred
that Is a sweet Morning Dew a song down
of all the gaul HAPPY THANKSGIVING ... the rest of the following is more about my life
Hide the children
Call the cops,
the book I am writing is
missing in action
But the threads all told number
more than the longest circular, not out and back, procurement
cC seeing is fun and dreaming is
as good was as it seems
This train wreck that thread,
mighty drink it it's last drought?? I think not as is it sends goofs and sharp zap jabs
Into the universe
where ever I am
ie
nowhere
Near The
The Near Trapps..... photo call going,
Going to post up fresh pebbles small rocks that rock.....
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mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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Nov 26, 2014 - 12:34pm PT
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mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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Nov 26, 2014 - 02:23pm PT
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Since it's TG, the Rev's in town.
Adios till later, turkeys.
But first, from Tobia's farm.
[Click to View YouTube Video]
the Rev's a dancin' fool, ya know.
He even knows the Sweetbread Shuffle.
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zBrown
Ice climber
Brujò de la Playa
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Nov 26, 2014 - 07:42pm PT
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I liked C.W. so well, that I adopted him over on the Tangled up in Torrents site.
[Click to View YouTube Video]
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mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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Nov 26, 2014 - 08:45pm PT
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Two old farts doing nothing but passing gas.
All that passing grass is long ago and practiced no mo' by the Rev. He has had recent heartache and wanted to tell me about it.I'll explain about the Flames' Used Car Lot: it was a scam we dreamed up this afternoon. No, really. It never happened. I imagined it and the Rev went along with it. An the Rev never lies! Ergo, whatever...
It was at the west end of Main. Next to Bear Creek. We used to go drink Old English there in the night with Louis and Louis and Louis' brother Leo. They introduced us to Stout-a-Malt Liquor. But hey, it WAS in fact a used car lot, no fence along the creek. It's now just a used used car lot with lots of nothing but dirt, used dirt, too. No weeds. And there' always the creek, but there's no creek! Kaput!
Everything's going kaput! in the drought.
So I suggested that maybe Flames lore could be enhanced by a scam like this place. "I would stop at nothing to sell you nothing, Jefe." "Nothing would make me happier than Anything I can imagine than to have you sell me all the nothing you have." "But what will I tell my other pseudo-customers, Jefe?" "You should tell them, nothing doing and then do nothing more."
The very idea of nothing is nothing more than imagination.
Someone give me a +0.
I acted out a slab climb, too, while out cruising on DeLong Road, out past the SEE-ment plant and the place where they plant the dead who aren't Catholic and will go to hell and burn for it.
It was a total scam, too, but death was staring me in the face all the while, so it became a minor adventure, hardly worth a TR, let alone a spread in The Flames. On the top after some exertion, I was standing on top of a square-cut granite slab three or so feet high feeling pre--*--tty good. :0)
In order to get my creaky frame up to the top, which is where some of these were taken, I needed genuine chimney technique. I had my approach boots on so I made the top with not much effort. Granite is so friendly when it's tame. I had more trouble getting down, really, because I had the camera round my neck. There was the sharp pointy top of a wire fence involved as well. And I'm on Warfarin, which means if I get cut I bleed out.
Did I mention my hernia?*
I'm sure some neighbor hood kid got the FA years ago.
the Rev had me spotted from the front seat of his pick-up.
There were no cars on the lot, because the whole deal with the Flames is all about NO FING CARS!
Who needs'em anyways? They are murder weapons and sacred cows.
I need a break.[Click to View YouTube Video]
*The hernia surgery last Monday was postponed, if I haven't mentioned that here. More tests before the docs are happy. *sigh*
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mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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Nov 26, 2014 - 09:37pm PT
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"My dogs are barkin'. Let's get in the truck an motate."
"Where we goin'?" "Nowhere." "What are we gonna do?" "Nothin'." "Final answer? You sure you don't wanna buy me a fish taco?" "Nothing is more bland than a fish taco except a mush taco." There is no question, then, about my never eating a fish taco. the Rev sez bland, I don't care for one, thanks. Maybe a feesh taco. One made with nice fresh feesh, too.
[Click to View YouTube Video]
There were no dead fish on the creek bank anywhere. Coons get them, I reckon.
So we pushed thru traffic south to the other end of town. Came round on Childs over the freeway and on down past his dad's old wrecking yard. Then we turned up DeLong, a dirt road edging a large field on the right and shacky places on the left, but there are no actual houses, just shacky-looking fences.
It's another favored teen drinking hang, DeLong Road, because it's not that long and it's not winding except it makes a left up there just before you come to Merced Monuments' yard.
There are dead people out there, too, as it's a county cemetery further up on the left. Great spot. Though there are far better, this is "in town." On a foggy night it's better, too.
Teen spirits, '60s-style. The only smell, though, would be from Jade East cologne overdose, or Brut, or doobie.
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mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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Nov 26, 2014 - 09:52pm PT
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On the way back downtown we ran across this pretentious character. Werner could do this stupid trick stuff with an ice axe, I'll bet. lol
by then we'd had our fill of nothing so we took one cruise down Main to Middle Earth.
JuggetyJug & JiggityJig.
Tweedle Dee & Tweedle Dum.
I'm his friend, he's my chum.
He's got all ten, I lost a thumb.
Zero sum, gee I'm dumb.
+0/-0 = 0
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zBrown
Ice climber
Brujò de la Playa
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Nov 26, 2014 - 10:00pm PT
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What is that pizza flipper doing in the bike lane?
Why didn't Flipper get more credit for his pioneering poses in the Lil' Rascals?
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Gnome Ofthe Diabase
climber
Out Of Bed
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Nov 27, 2014 - 02:42am PT
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crack the day open I have to drive
The 'morrow to you no no thing good about it as it has pissed and snowed east cost Droole
Can't ski it it smells... well ... like NJ
my molar is jacked as the kids say and my sisters kids are Now adults and the
table is at grandmotherinlaasc wha'izz it about the whole phony shin dig ??
crap this scrabble game and the painters set-up that JayBird's computer was
Not set to hold and fold three pages of word and YouTube and Taco and....pictures
(what'd YA think, I should have said porn)
Needless either way brown goo could might very well be visible but she is not letting me see.
that is a to 'xplain that Shablet has a mind of her own and plays jokes when warm and then I shut down.
crazy for me as to keep three things straight in a row and one at a time is what I will have to ponder through out time and childhood space is always. in the way of duplication. As of now it is just concerning me as to who might be and what to me is it any how??
if I do not see it on the Internet it has not happened until I have time to check
Don Rickels, I went... whose slaughter did I fall for? and is it all well and fine as i wearers aHat!!
what slither is this? and using Eddie Albert Calling him Hogan Crane?
the pure confused original poster= Rachel Welch for me and Betty Grabble or Garbo for you?
see way out in the past was the ski trips and real establishing a life of cooking and travel writing before Internet killed the golden goose. Video killed the radio star!!!
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