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mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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I just wanted to commend Whitemeat for his video work and his climbing of late.
He's on the trail of Vitaliy, getting better and better at doing what he loves.
On the S Face of Watkins, Watkins Pinnacles in the background.Take that money and watch it burn, Whitemeat.
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One Republic/Counting Stars
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hT_nvWreIhg
Lately I been losing sleep
Dreamin' 'bout cliffs that are real steep
but
Uselessness is what I've reaped
I better get back to counting sheep
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Gnome Ofthe Diabase
climber
Out Of Bed
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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HGdxpnGK2o4
Cars and trains , no wait Trains versus Cars,
Just now in the news is the story of the Women 49 mother of three, could well have been my neighbor, stopped her car on the train tracks and the train came by and killed her.
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The location of the crash was in the midst of a large cemetery and the walking wounded victims of the crash were sheltered, in the Climbing Gym, The Cliffs at Valhalla.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HGdxpnGK2o4
A terribly tragic train wreck six fatalities, was it an accident ? well. it seems so.
What was this woman thinking?
The train was the evening comuter line that was the daily grind for years.
Sweet streeper Sahara, Nade! wife loked At posts and Said Nay, Nay Nahay
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zBrown
Ice climber
Brujò de la Playa
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Did you hear that dog bark in Rev's song at :10? That was Ruby. I'm gonna try to get her some commercial work. She'll be appearing as rDawg. Rumour is that she played typewriter on Janis' song.
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zBrown
Ice climber
Brujò de la Playa
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This sub was used by the Coronado Company. Don't laugh, they grossed almost 200 million USS Dollars. I can say no more about this but there was another sub.
They did crash another ship, but never crashed this sub.
The USS Grampus
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mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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A sub-sub, in spooky double-speak.
A stand-in, a stand-up Siamese, going in like a mad badger after the standing bear.
I loved this book, Incredible Journey," so well that I read it twice.
[Click to View YouTube Video]Kitty is all, like, "I'm the 'the jungle cat.'"
Double Double means just what it is, though.
When did adverse conditions deter an iron-jawed Tony?
He's now immortalized as an aspiring feature of the Ditch landscape/skyline.
Disney products are not what they once were, meticulously crafted for mass appeal, yet aesthetically pleasing, fulfilling two ideals in one unit.
VW bugs have concluded many incredible journeys.
Let's go drivin' in my car-car.
Let's go for a cruise in my sub-sub.
Page Bottom Blues.
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zBrown
Ice climber
Brujò de la Playa
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Extracted from Yelp list of 100 best places to eat (rank,name,city,CA)
62 Go Greek Yogurt Beverly Hills CA
1 Copper Top BBQ Big Pine CA
40 Porto's Bakery Burbank CA
87 Commonwealth Restaurant Burbank CA
42 Jougert Bar Burlingame CA
21 Yoshino Japanese Deli Carlsbad CA
74 Dametra Cafe Carmel CA
29 Tacos El Gordo De Tijuana BC Chula Vista CA
92 Yak's On The 5 Dunsmuir CA
24 Kech Cafe Fountain Valley CA
88 Istanbul Grill California Fountain Valley CA
66 Genie Den Garden Grove CA
61 Subculture Extraordinary Sandwiches Huntington Beach CA
4 TKB Bakery and Deli Indio CA
8 Bobboi Natural Gelato La Jolla CA
28 Bell Street Farm Los Alamos CA
19 Saffron and Rose Ice Cream Los Angeles CA
43 Araya's Place Thai Vegan Restaurant Los Angeles CA
44 Joe's Falafel Los Angeles CA
54 Bronzed Aussie Los Angeles CA
75 Nick's Next Door Los Gatos CA
22 Big Al's Pizzeria Maywood CA
33 Carrara Pastries Moorpark CA
31 Sessions West Coast Deli Newport Beach CA
59 Mama D's Italian Kitchen Newport Beach CA
81 Peter's Kettle Corn Oakland CA
76 Don Julio's Rincon Latin Grill and Pupusas Rohnert Park CA
63 Ninja Sushi and Teriyaki Roseville CA
47 Starbread Sacramento CA
49 Vitality Tap San Diego CA
57 Eddie V's Prime Seafood San Diego CA
68 T-Deli San Diego CA
70 Embargo Grill San Diego CA
79 Beyer Deli San Diego CA
89 Mister Falafel San Diego CA
9 Golden Bear Trading Company San Francisco CA
23 Andytown Coffee Roasters San Francisco CA
84 Playground 2.0 Santa Ana CA
64 Los Agaves Santa Barbara CA
72 LouEddie's Pizza Skyforest CA
82 The Pocket Burger Shack Sunset Beach CA
83 Mouthful Eatery Thousand Oaks CA
99 Cream Pan Tustin CA
20 Buddha Thai Bistro Vacaville CA
60 Outlaws Cafe Van Nuys CA
96 Johnny Pacific Winnetka CA
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mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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http://www.google.com/maps/place/J+St+Bridge,+Sacramento,+CA+95819/@38.5690294,-121.422084,17z/data=!3m1!4b1!4m2!3m1!1s0x809ada6008e43041:0xb8da2a3c23471a18?hl=en
^^^ I hope that link works. It shows the J St. Bridge in Sacto.
We first went to Shakey's Pizza in the mid-fifties.
I may have had my first taste of beer out at the house in the back yard watching Boomer paint the back of the house...
a red that reminded me of the color of pizza sauce.
It was Burgie.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Shakey%27s_Pizza
Or is it the J St. Bridge.
I M Confused, it's been so long since I lived in Sac. It's gotta be lack of Sac time.
Say what?
No, said Watt, as in James, as in Watt Ave. Bridge on the American.
This is all just run-off flooding over into here from the Cool Bridges Thread. No Flames will be retarded, however, you have my word.
Watt Ave., Fair Oaks Blvd,, El Camino Blvd., Eastern Ave.
My hood. My part of town.
The land of La Sierra, Arden, and The River, three mor main arteries of travel in the subdivided landscape--
the river not so much, but we hung there lots.
The trees you see lining the river and the land immediately behind were protected from flooding by Natomas Dam.
This old concrete bridge, several arches low to the water,
but half was missing!
It lay just downstream from the new,
much higher span, which was designed to allow commuters access into the city
from the new subdivisons being planted out north of the American.
Next three shots are from the net.
We found many jars full of "venerable beads."
No one seems to know where they all ended up or which family members have some jars, but ain't sayin'.
Just what we did with the family's Watt beads will likely remain a mystery.
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mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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[Click to View YouTube Video]I could find no videos on the Tube with Shakey Johnson playing his banjo for pizza dough.
"Old Shakey's here no mo'
He sold out long ago."
"Scoot the benches and tables back,
We'll dance and sing there'll be no lack
Of fun and singin' and endless games
For are we not the good old Flames?"[Click to View YouTube Video]
Yak's on the Five?
Shakes alive! O my!
It'll never fly.
Au contraire, yaks attract flies.
Very NOT SAN-O!
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throwpie
Trad climber
Berkeley
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Went to Valley Uprising in Berkeley last night...there was a lot about a bunch of guys from LA, but no mention of the Flames. I guess our undercover techniques worked.
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mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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Intercede for us, if you please.
NO? He said NO?
Dang! Double dang!
Can it at least be acoustic? PLEASE?
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Throwpie, we were all a little shy back then...at least twice.
But you had Peggy all along. Lucky guy, lucky guy.
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zBrown
Ice climber
Brujò de la Playa
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As if nuclear contamination was not enough of a risk, I almost got hit by lightening at San Onofre one day.
Singed this old guy's hair off.
If you don't live here, don't poop here.
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throwpie
Trad climber
Berkeley
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From another time, somewhere between SF and Santa Cruz
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mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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Good intro, Gnome, for the Hoosier Poet.
But first, an essay by the author of Rabbit Run!, John Updike.
JW Riley
Fed up with his son’s neglect of his schoolwork and concerned that he become self-sufficient, the father of poet James Whitcomb Riley apprenticed him to a local sign painter. [He was fourteen.] After learning the fine points of sign-lettering and ornamental painting, he opened his own shop with a shingle reading “Fancy Painter, Delineator and Caricaturist.”
Conjoining his rhyming and visual talents, Riley made signs of advertising jingles. (One began, “Fine! FINE! SUPER-FINE!!! / Paints and oils and turpentine,” and concluded, “Painted by a friend of mine / who boasts the name of Riley.”)
He formed a partnership with several other young men, the Graphic Advertisers, and went on the road.
They would attract attention in the towns they visited by wearing loud clothes and providing musical entertainment. “One fellow could whistle like a nightingale,” wrote a troupe member, “another sang like an angel, and another played the banjo...[Riley] scuffled along with the violin and guitar.” Reputedly the first to introduce commercial billboards into the American countryside, they would paint advertising for the local businesses on fence posts and the sides of barns.
Riley was also employed in his early twenties by two charlatan doctors who sold patent medicines--”McCrillus’ Tonic Blood Purifier” and Townsend’s “Cholera Balm’ and “Magic Oil.” When Townsend pitched to the crowds from his wagon, Riley’s job was to accompany the talk with blackboard illustrations.... The bottle of cholera balm was sketched with legs and a smile, driving away the Grim Reaper.
Riley authored more than fifty volumes of small-town, sentimental, humorous poetry that was widely popular in his day—both as adult and as children’s literature—and earned him admission to the American Academy of Arts and Letters in 1911.
He was born in 1849 in Greenfield, Indiana, and died in Indianapolis in 1916. A poor student who disliked school, he was scorned by his lawyer father who, Riley wrote, “had little use for a boy who could not learn arithmetic.” Riley adde that his father’s low opinion was shared by “half the town” and that “Again and again I was told I would have to be supported by the family.”
His resentment only deepened as his contemptuous father lost their home and the family was forced to relocate into ever more squalid houses, eventually ending up with his father’s unwelcoming mother. Riley’s own mother was the comfort of his life, and he blamed his father for her untimely death when he was twenty—in an ‘inhospitable place” and, lacking money for a coffin, “buried in a shroud.” After his careers as a sign painter and huckster, Riley began working at a succession of newspapers in 1873, with a brief interruption for an unsuccessful law clerkship with his father. He credited his time in “the reportorial rooms” (through which the “world with its excellence and follies flows”) with any wisdom he acquired.
He has the nickname “The Hoosier Poet.”
A real Turmerican.
I once bought a valueless hard-cover at Pegasus, the used bookstore on Shattuck, Gypsy, which was entitled Armazindy by Riley. No illustrations. Just poetry.
WE DEFER THINGS
We say and we say and we say,
We promise, engage, and declare,
Till a year from tomorrow is yesterday,
And yesterday--is where?
A FEW OF THE BIRD FAMILY
The old Bob-white and Chipbird;
The Flicker, and Chee-wink,
And the little hopty-skip bird
Along the river-brink.
The Blackbird, and Snowbird'
The Chicken-hawk, and crane;
The glossy old black Crow-bird,
And Buzzard down the lane.
The Yellow-bird, and Redbird,
The Tom-tit, and the Cat;
The Thrush, and thatRedhead-bird
The rest's all pickin' at!
The Jay-bird, and the Bluebird,
The Sap-suck, and the Wren--
The Cockadoodle-doo-bird,
And our old settin' hen!
I gave the volume to Bevin quite a while ago.
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