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mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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Jan 23, 2015 - 04:48pm PT
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Or UCLY. WTF.
When's a good time to paint your masterpiece?
When the music's over.
When you're sitting in the house of detention.
When the muse waits outside,
you walk out the doors,
wanting to hear the scream of the butterfly.
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mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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Jan 23, 2015 - 05:25pm PT
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Musha ringum duram da
Whack fol de daddy-o
Whack fol de daddy-o
There's whiskey in the jar
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zBrown
Ice climber
Brujò de la Playa
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Jan 23, 2015 - 09:59pm PT
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Who let the air outa them balls?
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mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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Jan 24, 2015 - 12:33am PT
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Her end was peace.
So let us cease
This talk of war.
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RUNNING WITH EMPHASIS
by Ewie Lewie
(resident poet, hipster emeritus, at UCLY)
Acromion Coracoid
Glenoid Fossa
Two poor-but-honest beat poets
Beating on the drum of silence
Writing back to front
Side by side
In protest did
They did dance
And they became known
In the Naked City by the Large Bay
as
Cheeky Toe
and Snarky Marky
Too hip to write
So they tapped
And they rapped
But had neither rhythm nor grace
And so they were shamed
And so they were ridiculed
And so they were both schooled
And so then they wrote of them
Much more pungent satire
Than Mad Magazine
Would ever dare
so
They never made it
They were not even written off
They were ignored
They were “not there”
And it made them feel like Eternal Bob
And then it just so happened
As good things do to fools
that
They ended up living
Not dying
On the vine
Never becoming wine
Their Siamese cat never purring
All through nine lives recurring
And their two names
Were forgotten
but
The two of them lived
Happy ever after
[Accompanied by Tam Borine on the digereedoobie
And Bongo Chuck Chongo on the uvula--he wanted to do a capella, but Tam's on a schedule and he waits for no one, man.][Click to View YouTube Video]
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Tam waits for gnomes, man.
He waits for chuck to wake the f*#k up.
Which chuck?
upchuck the norwegian tree feller.
It's all over now?
bet ur boots and ur double bit axe.
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Gnome Ofthe Diabase
climber
Out Of Bed
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Jan 24, 2015 - 01:16am PT
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snow man on duty reporting in,
Two inches at 4 am and no stopping till noon.
the color here is woe derful, the white out is also healing.
Stuff is still falling ? yes look z eses is more than scapulii ,r, and a broken tibular.
I will wait and go shovel the collar time to make the doh nut, my hernia tin can opens in the shoveling motion.
The repetition, redundancy, a friend to me when climbing, is my Un doing in the removal of snow from the road / driveway transition.
(I hope that jogs my mind as to what tony hawk pictures to post latter)later!
Much!
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mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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Jan 24, 2015 - 01:25am PT
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dwelling on the past is just a pastime
not an obsession
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let us not talk of then
nor, weege,
let us not speak of now now
the now as u no it
now or not for now
but for the tam bean
of the future
the dim future
tooth hounds and light years away
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Gnome Ofthe Diabase
climber
Out Of Bed
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Jan 24, 2015 - 01:31am PT
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oh that I could sit and fully tell more, relate,this was one of the shows,
but right N0W I must go move a sow's worth of snow!
Like movin' it up the wall, shoveling snow reminds me of hauling.
five zero five by the micro wave clock,
Hay while zoning out and look at what I can't now remember, I found,- chopped boltz on forbidden peak ! the person posting, as H is rSin?!?.! you must have known.?
drunken snow shoveling in the falling snow is portal to all manner of . . . what to call
thinking forward and back at the same time I have not researched rSin , who is now H.
two threads led me to the 'Chopped Boltz comments I am trying to backtrack to the river rafting thing that was to be a sleep tonic
bad, bad , super Topo,I am typing with out glasses
soon back...
Ernie banks! a ball player with hart! and at 6:22 am I have moved that pig 's worth of snow,.
the morn in' news says that snow shoveling is the most common cause of hart attacks , Topical
how's mine broken but good not missing a beat
Pace maker odds maker, risk taker
then as now I like the new Bruno Mars duet, but real for real the taco is all the music that I listen to
Thanx a lot to you and zBrown !!
New music and current events?? okay I'm game - 6 inches and a forecast for sleet and freezing rain.
That often leads to power loss and sledding no fire place som'ores! the kids have runny noses, each.no EUCH as in snot on kid '
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Gnome Ofthe Diabase
climber
Out Of Bed
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Jan 24, 2015 - 04:57am PT
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"Keepers of The Streak"
the documentary on the four photographers that have taken pictures at every Super Bowl.
The run up to the big game is full of small moments of good sounds in with the drone of the banal , YA got respect the Criminal Element, this year no betting.
try...
aye...
getting poked by the no longer ten year old,
so if I can gat to the white duct tape
before he can poke out my glass eye ,
don't have one but,
before he goes for the crotch
with the stick with both a spike and a Camera mount.
That's what happens as we share the tablet.
and the computer but not the toilet. ( that was what the kid wanted to make clear!)
well so long if not that hen maybe some pictures from the new thing.
*Piper at the gates of dawn, is the thread that led to scaredycat. From that to his post history, that led to that Top of the page that says "rSin what's up"
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zBrown
Ice climber
Brujò de la Playa
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Jan 24, 2015 - 07:23am PT
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I don't see the humerus in those 'ula" photos.
Neither does Brigitte Bardot
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mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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Jan 24, 2015 - 07:25am PT
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Dawnwand and Morderwand link-up by TJ and MrT
Special report for Firewall
by Liz the TattleTale
Using only hands and feet only the two started on After Dawn’s first pitch to warm up following an early dawn cup of Blaster’s Choice and sharing a Clif Bar they found in the glove box.
Lamps on, stoked up, they then literally jumped on to the normal route, using a technique called the Diana Moe, then climbed all the rest of the pitches free using only their hands and feet for the first time ever as a part of a link-up, and they did it in way under record time on both climbs,as well.
As they reached the summit of the Dawnwand the dawn wind was still blowing. Ten hours ten minutes ten seconds after they started they had finished the giant granite precipice in a style known as free holding, in which the climber is supposed to use nothing but the hands and feet to make progress. They used only 4.5 l of water and a stick of Big Red and two ropes, ten carabineres, and their anti-belay devices. Using only their bare feet, they descended to the base, took a dump at the parking lot, and then assailed the notorious Morderwand, rated just the slightest bit easier than the Dawnwand. Dawning their climbing shoes and dipping their tips in chalk, they started out simul-climbing, or climbing single file, with the rope stretching out as the first man goes up, reaches a running belay, where he clips his rope in using only his hands, and continues on. When the lead guy reaches a certain level the second man, using only his hands and feet, begins his torturous climb up the Morderwand, following the path of the first guy.
{Sound of paint drying...long interval....)
Giving all they had, they raced each other to the summit tree. TJ tagged it and then MrT. They collapsed in each others arms and fell to the ground. No one was there to watch but the tree and the watch in TJ’s pocket. Well, there were some old boys with a camera down at the base, but other than that...just the jays.
As MrT recalls, TJ said, “Don’t think anyone’s gonna beat that time for a long time and I pity the party that tries.”
Total elapsed time, including their visit to the john, twenty hours twenty minutes and twenty seconds.
“See, that’s usually my line,” MrT said and then we both laughed and went to the restrooms, where I washed just my hands afterwards...my feet were good.
I only took three minutes. I waited ten for MrT in the lobby of the hotel.
Seriously.
I had invited MrT to have coffee, but he only drinks tea...duh, me! He had shoes on and a shirt, of course.
He had some stories which he asked me to bruit about and I gladly agreed to bandy them, but I never bruited about...I’m a lady. He admitted to being an attention whore, and said he had been a brute to suggest that I was anything but a lady. I was a bit shocked when he admitted taking several of the chains around his neck in exchange for autographs. Just then the salads arrived, cutting that topic short.
The conversation wandered between the Morderwand and the Dawnwand through the soup course.
As we dined on the bacon-wrapped rib steaks (!), he recalled offering TJ a cupped-hand hup-hup over the fence assist on pitch seventeen, but it was refused. “Not warranted, thanks good man.” MrT said that the hup-hup is a standard tactic used by the military and early Swiss guides used it everywhere. It saves time, but is poor style when doing a climb using only one’s hands and feet. He said it’s a technical detail which has been bandied about on internet forums and in the letters to the editor sections of old climbing journals from the last century since...the last century.
Style points, as he called it, don’t get you anywhere, he said, unfortunately.
Liz Taler, the TattleTale, your correspondent
A video of this interview is available.
We’ve even edited in one of those little boxes off to the side with another video for the hearing impaired delivered by Alex Handhold using not only his hands and feet, but facial expressions, pauses for effect, and various “air moves” ( an old New Age technique still practiced by many pros facing set courses for time). Alex is a master of this form of narration and his sly plays on TJ’s words and his admiration for MrT shine through.
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zBrown
Ice climber
Brujò de la Playa
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Jan 24, 2015 - 07:39am PT
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Baby you can drive my car, just don't drive it down to Cuba
No Hewlett, just The Packards ma'am
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At one time Packards were considered a safe bet, until Starkweather and Fugate got a hold of one.
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zBrown
Ice climber
Brujò de la Playa
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Jan 24, 2015 - 08:25am PT
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I wonder how many of these $4000 would get you today?
Say what, website? We got our own TV station.
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Gnome Ofthe Diabase
climber
Out Of Bed
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Jan 24, 2015 - 09:02am PT
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still digging out from the plough !
return from toil to more! waw waw prestidigiuos overwhelmingly art veiwno!
as to him who was as iPhone to loosing it, that siht will show when the snow meltzz!
Sorry that's the one and only
I am having a slice of pizza and this new dark brew from Smutty Nose brewing of Hampton New Hampshire. Hampton is on the coast,well close,
but NH is small so good mountains are close, to provide the drinkers to support a small state small brewery.
This is the first batch of Mud season beer! a season that very much sucks in Vermont and New Hampshire.
I will look and see where else they sell Smutty Nose they make a lot of varieties with catchy label Art, graphics and photos.
Having waited to have spawn was not that bad a plan when you think,. . .
No, if you think then you know having kids these days is overwhelming.
today if the world was as it was when IWas a kid the shovels would be Earning $$!
The neighborhood cool looking in snow last year and three going back we had much more snow.
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mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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Jan 24, 2015 - 09:29am PT
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We need pics.
Epics.
Ice picks.
Oh musha-di oh pusha-me
on the big rock candy mountain
where the road's been plowed
makes me cry out loud
it's an ugly piled up mountain
Meanwhile, back on the other coast,
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zBrown
Ice climber
Brujò de la Playa
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Jan 24, 2015 - 11:48am PT
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I don't know, but I'm always willing to venture a guess, so I'm guessing that after releasing the Pentagon Papers, Ellsworth only felt safe high above the plotted plain. Again I'm not sure, but even once there I don't think he felt totally secure. Notice the helmet. You may have your own view of the world, you may even have a big house and fine car, so like Judas once said, take your pic.
I never thought to ask Mr. Zimmahmann when I was teaching him how to play solo frisbee what in the heck a "plotted plain" is. Maybe I'll mosey on over to his coffee table next trip to Point Dume and demand an answer.
EDIT: After thinking about it the plotted plain must refer to the various plots of land that the Malibu mountains and below have been carved up into.
Rancho Deluxe, Rancho Dylan, The Streisand WildLife Preserve, Cher' Place ...
Just saved myself a lot of driving and he's hardly ever home anyway. Something about a never-ending (good topic for the religion and science3 thread) tour.
My Chinese flashlight actually arrived and was shipped direct to me from there. I loaned my luminosity meter to Castaneda and he didn't return it, so I can't provide direct measurements, but the one rated at 500 lumens certainly looks brighter than the one rated at 55.
Wonder if a badger will notice the difference.
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zBrown
Ice climber
Brujò de la Playa
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Jan 24, 2015 - 12:15pm PT
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Get yourself into a 'D'icy situation? These fellows are available on a moments notice. Notice white hatz (must be good guys).
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