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mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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hey-there-say yahfullness is in the orb of the beholder"ROLLIN! RAWHIDE!"CAN I GET AN A-MEH, MEN?!Miss Bridget.
Not exactly Beyonce's twin sis, but she outweighs her in many other ways.[Click to View YouTube Video]That's Downhill Racer himself next to Tina in many ways.
Her tiny SunDancer.
Her RedMan who she loves for his Jeremiah, aka Johnny.
And there was Waldowski, the "Painless Pole," aka Johnny Schuck (rhymes with schnook).
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=y-JCQep-H3Y
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Gnome Ofthe Diabase
climber
Out Of Bed
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My Boyd has laid another egg. Really!, is this gud? or bad!
She lives along side us we hate to keep her cage closed.
That means that from time to time when you hear the flapping of wings,
You are about to have a bird land on your head . . . BOYD to the head.
She is A Nanddy Conundrum no that is true but the genius is Conure.
A Nanndy Conure named Pastachio. .... take that auto correct!
To be truthful, it is a conundrum, We love the bird and give her free reign,
We pet her, she is a pet. This leads to a happy pet, that then leads to,
Spontaneous Gestation, all respect to The Divne, but it is a miracle . . .
Why does my lone parrot lay eggs? We have read and even translated from
Potegueuse(not a adv or j yet)information that indicates rubbing and petting ,
Cupping , some thing we never do , brings about the egg laying?!
Perhaps it is . . . oh wait near the last hit . . . a matter of the human quality level of the food?
The food is the only change that we have made and she has laid eggs before.
Three clutches of three eggs each.
So by that I am expecting two more eggs, any day now.
Perhaps the over priced pet shop food has an egg retardant?
Slipped into the seed and mango like a Mickey, a salt Peter, seed and tropical fruit mix?
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Gnome Ofthe Diabase
climber
Out Of Bed
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I am a solid. My #s for gud and bad are scary. . . . . ,
By cholesterol standards I am off the scale my numbers are so high it is an embarrassment.
It is hereditary that is both sides of my family have history of Arterial Sclerosis.
I take all kinds of supplements and the Doctor just up'd my Lpitor intake.
No cheese, no dairy at all it is okay my teeth do not miss the ice cream.
No shrimp or red meat, No butter or egg yokes. that I am not good with red sauce,
I have said before here in a rather gross way. My tolerance is increasing though.
That I am eating curry and fish and always some chicken,
Along with lots of greens, beans and rice,(too much Rice=Arsnic!?)Belly fat?
Should have me dropping the Red Rice Yeast Extract from the daily supplement list.
Maybe, Maybe not.
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mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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UC Bobcats? Never flockin' hoid of 'em.
Dam.
Up, up.
And away up.
And it's a lazy day.
But some must prey.
It was a Sunday, after all.Looks like my old Clover's kin.
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Gnome Ofthe Diabase
climber
Out Of Bed
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those are great hawk shots . . . and yes I know, choss choice of words, but what? use my vocabulary when the one word that fits the scene is. . .
Cool!
try as I might this next sentence was what I wanted to write.
Greedily not wanting to finish up my holiday treats I tried to spend some time on retreaded religion vs everyone else and then at some pre determined point we all change our minds thread but sleep did not come and moke mor e than I should !!
He married up Connie Chong still looked straight ahead with BOTH eyes when he started giving her schlong (ryhmes with Bong).
Now that that is said, I can engineer no more although through my mind are racing thoughts that are displacing the headache brought on by all but the photo and short sentence that blue bloc shared of the climb Silent Scream and his eight year old daughter's top rope send,!
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Norwegian
Trad climber
dancin on the tip of god's middle finger
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i'm feelin fine, thanks mouse.
though my hip is out
(poor-fitting tree saddle)
and my shoulder is sore
(clobbered by an errant falling branch.)
but i'm a logger;
and as such i've many pine chips inside my lungs.
so when i lay down in the dirt
to die, don't bother
building me a pine box,
because i'm the coffin
for the pine.
a bone box for
a once live tree.
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zBrown
Ice climber
Brujò de la Playa
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zBrown
Ice climber
Brujò de la Playa
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Ya-Tah-Hey all.
My biggest fan and her entourage. If the dog really cared he would have just bitten the kid's foot off.
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Gnome Ofthe Diabase
climber
Out Of Bed
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ending at the start of the near Trapps ?!
Looking back, I get whip lash.
Dingus, I have to point out that the bi costal nature you espouse
Is to strive for !
I am jealous and in awe, you are a great member of the tribe.
Thanks, that is fun share at it's sunny best.
Dingus Milktoast, by the way, is what we used to call the drummer of an awful rock band bordering on punk. He went on to stop rock climbing but not rocking out.
He keeps two clearly contradictory lives well separate, some how. He is successful at both!
He is both punk rock drummer and Fortune 500 investment consultant . Jack Rabid/ Corradi!
Find his punk stuff under the flag of the Big Take Over the online continuation of the fanzine that is the last word in all that is loud fast rules ,punk rock sounds.
(some point of grammar misused I am sure)
http://youtu.be/I1ZcxsHKBW4
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zBrown
Ice climber
Brujò de la Playa
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Evolution of the Ya-Tah-Hey (technically Tʼáá Bííchʼį́įdii).
'Ya-Tah-Hey' Store.. Continental Divide NM Route 66 crests the Continental Divide at 7275 ft. between Grants and Gallup NM. The "Ya-Tah-Hey" curio store takes full advantage of that fact.
The Great Divide Gas Station and trading post featured both vintage electric pumps and tall gravity fed pumps, photo 1940, courtesy New MexicoRoute 66 Association.
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Say there hey, did they lose the trademark?
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zBrown
Ice climber
Brujò de la Playa
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Head band you say?
NATANI & MATANA about 1935
Go back to Route 66 for your Kix (”do-ya-a-son-dah nal-yeh-gae" (no good merchandise)), white-boyz and don't spill any on the dog.
Yikes - Toadlena Trading Post
Have you ever wondered why, if that guy was so Willin', he didn't drive from Grant to Gallup? Or Tecate to Tijuana for that matter. I thought he'd driven every kind of rig there was.
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mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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Eltson done gone 1,000 mis. from home
He was a friend of a friend of mine
He liked bacon and bob just like me
He liked Isis more and so we partied ways
If I thought for just one moment
That I could take you at your word
it would be goodman
Post-Xmas
broken hearts & dirty windows
look the same to me
[Click to View YouTube Video]
ZUTeKAT1M0
don't do me any favors
don't tell me your life story
and it 'll be goodman[Click to View YouTube Video]
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zBrown
Ice climber
Brujò de la Playa
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^Apparently that video is long gone, went riding down to New Mexico with the rodeo and Pretty Boy Floyd and some outlaws.
Tʼáá Bííchʼį́įdii
[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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digital masterpieceI just now saw two black & white kitties over on the roof next door
along with the orange one, Roofus V or VI.
family meow-ting on sunday
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Marlow
Sport climber
OSLO
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A proud hunter - Maulwurffänger, not a Rattenfänger or Mausfänger...
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zBrown
Ice climber
Brujò de la Playa
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^If I'm not mistaken those fellers appear to be the Not-So-Magnificent Seven. They should have eaten turmeric. Then they never would have been caught.
Reach for the sky Lyndon. Got you surrounded. You ain't got a chance.
These dawgs don't hunt.
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mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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Wizard World or the S.A. Rescuzite Version of Village People?
Whole Fabric Head Band, aka Camp 4 White Gas, at a dress rehearsal for some liturgical ceremony/pre-softball eraBurt Bronson, Burt Reynolds, Burt Dirt, Burt Brut, Brute the Shockwave, Betty Burt, Royal Satesum, Richard Attenburt, Buzzy Buttles (bass), Bill Bonebrake and David the Why.
"Why more names than faces, David?"
"They rest 're moles, I think. Your're not supposed to see 'em. I never saw 'em, myself."
Maulwurffänger is not a bulgemelon.
There was a time when Communists tried to incriminate Bob as a pinko at the very least, a running dog, one of them. They claimed for years that this was a secret copy of his rhyming dictionary. It was "stamped by the Chairman for all time" as such and so it was accepted that Bob's lyrics were not just propaganda by the Chinese masses, but actual truth.
Those who could read were forced to read this along with the Chairman's little red book. This became known as the little pink sheets. Their nefarious plan back-fired, of course.
Everyone knows Bob was a free-wheelin' type, so why would he saddle himself with a dictionary for rhymes? This was a tempest in a samovar and it went nowhere, convinced nobody, and so Bob fooled them all.
He was in fact, a deeply-buried mole, similar to Chuck Barris' role on The Gong Show at a later point in time.
It feels good to have revealed that. I learned about it from a Peace Corps dude recently returned from some newly-emergent African nation, Burt Stanley Halliburton III (RIP).
"Now the truth is out there, Scully."
[Click to View YouTube Video]
Bob Gmarly, he's another one we should research, long as we're hangin' round the theaters.
And Donna Douglas' real name was emphatically NOT Donna C. Douglass! That is just a stupid rumor.
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zBrown
Ice climber
Brujò de la Playa
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I find it interesting that in a Whole Group of Seven there is nary aheadband to be found. They probably didn't have memos in those days, but if they did nobody got it.
I'll be headin' off now. Done laid around and stayed around this old divide too long.
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mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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I find it interesting that you found that but it's metuculis types who do.
A wearer of high honors for acute observation and slightly sardonic wit, tha's zBrown.
There is some explantation, no doubt the late sixties desire to be known as climbers and not as hippies, a step downwards on the Yosemite social scale.
It was a running joke. It soon turned on everyone...
Bridwell, again! Not just headbands, but bell-bottoms of cod du Roy, with codpiece by Roy's of North Hollywood. And so it went. He led. The apes aped.
Salad days for many of us.
The days of wine and roses for others.
Beer breath for most.
The rage for good Mexican food has never left the mix, either.
Fish and chips would be a good change, like the old Foghorn's on Haight.[Click to View YouTube Video]
Nawmean?
http://www.supertopo.com/climbing/thread.php?topic_id=1829781&msg=1831649#msg1831649
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