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mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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Feb 23, 2015 - 05:56pm PT
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You guys sleigh me![Click to View YouTube Video]
That stack of photos is like Christmas, Halloween, and the Grammies all in one, Throwpie!
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Edit to the Gnome's query regarding Shelton's Brothers of Freak:
Getting through times of no money is easier than getting through times of no brass.
No, that makes no cents...whatever, we get the idea.
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Gnome Ofthe Diabase
climber
Out Of Bed
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Feb 23, 2015 - 06:01pm PT
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It is easier to get by in times of no money with 'Grass' than it is to get by with no'Grass' and some money.... Free Wheeling Frank 1973??
That's not right as a quote from the Freak brothers but I was like close to eleven years old so what do I know???
I know this zb ....
GRASS ! GAS ! OR , AZZ , ?NOBODY RIDES FOR FREE !!!
Do you no the fabulous Freak Brothers ??Or the proper Quote??
FINGER MARIE !! INDEED, . . . Gingry? I'm bad and iam sixteen!!forever!!
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zBrown
Ice climber
Brujò de la Playa
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Feb 23, 2015 - 06:11pm PT
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Badger Faux Gras, purportedly goes well with Cognac.
Fifth Wheel?
I do not recall where that phrase originated. I think I first saw it on a bumper sticker. Noon balloon to Ragnoon, eh?
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zBrown
Ice climber
Brujò de la Playa
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Feb 23, 2015 - 06:19pm PT
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Heaven forbid. The Flames still accepting applications?
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mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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Feb 23, 2015 - 06:25pm PT
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Looking out the window this a.m., it was hard to decide whether it had truly rained or if it only drizzled.
It turned out it did not rain, and my hopes for this month just fizzled.
I canna wait for the draught of March,
So let us go pillage the English.
--the Laird of Yore
That last page was LIKE the DeLuxe Quarter-Pounder, or Le Royale avec fromage of the entire Flame-broiled history of this thread.
What would Woody say?
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throwpie
Trad climber
Berkeley
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Feb 23, 2015 - 06:28pm PT
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For some reason, long ago, I saved this sign...it says yosemite on the other side.
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mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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Feb 23, 2015 - 06:43pm PT
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Four paws don't make one right.--MFM
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mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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Feb 23, 2015 - 06:49pm PT
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Dr. Seuss, sit the f*#k down,
You medical clown.
Can't you tell yet
That Dylan is set
On tellin' the truth
In the re-cordin' booth.
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zBrown
Ice climber
Brujò de la Playa
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Feb 23, 2015 - 06:53pm PT
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New Seuss book found in the garage, to be released in the summer.
Speakin' o Phreaks
Eniac hell, Wozniak
John C. "Cap'n Crunch" Draper, recent
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Gnome Ofthe Diabase
climber
Out Of Bed
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Feb 23, 2015 - 07:07pm PT
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STOP DROP AND ROLL
Can some one Post a picture of my Crush over on her latest thread
Don't miss Lynnie, announcement ,
Don't Touch Blasting Caps!
so many memories from my life were put in a box that then floated up to the ceiling
When the basement,where that the box was languishing, was flooded not once but twice!!
Three thing tonight would have fit perfectly
1) Those two P.S.A. Posters the Blasting Caps one had a tow headed boy blowing himself up!
and the Stop Drop and roll, kind of a phat stick figure thingy, I am reduced to the Shablet so no pics.
2)My Freak Brothers comics and goofy pictures of the Fury brats that we were, playing those roles to the max, in North Conway New Hemp shire, One of us, was a full '70s Afro wearing white dude in a rugby shirt and painters pants stuffing a mailbox with 'Contraband.
(Another Looking like Ham bone, did you guys call him that?)
3) Go rock a climber shirt and it's motivational source the red Go Climb A Rock tee shirt .
Plus other old seventies valley stuff.
I think that I was in the valley with my family for July fourth 1976 the bicentennial and had all sorts of handed out memrobialia. Any one else got those pics?
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Gypsy
Social climber
Usually behind the camera
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Feb 23, 2015 - 07:18pm PT
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Love all the signs...
So after returning to England from the Alps via a wild crazy long car ride through Switzerland and France with a group of English climbers and one Australian we had met in Chamonix, we returned to Brian's place in Bradford to pick up the stuff we had left behind. Said goodbye to our friends in North Wales and then hitched back to London to Heath Row to catch a flight to California. We didn't have reservations of course; but our ticket was open ended and we didn't have much trouble getting a plane for the next morning. Our experience spending the night on the chairs of the Pan Am lounge of Heath Row was a bit different than New York; but we managed to get through the night with a minimum of hassle. We didn't sleep much as the airport was pretty busy. In the morning, our flight was delayed. Then delayed some more. Finally we boarded. Then were told we all needed to get off; but we could have lunch courtesy of the airlines. So never one to pass up a free meal, we ate our lunch and waited and waited. Finally the announcement came that our flight was canceled but the airlines would put us up in the Heath Row Hotel for the night, feed us dinner, and then shuttle us back to the airport in the morning after breakfast for another flight. We were allowed to grab our checked luggage if we wanted. While we were standing there waiting for our rucksacks, we struck up a conversation with a man standing next to us. Jules Eichorn. (Yes, that Jules Eichorn). He was just returning from having climbed Mt. Kilamanjaro. So we were able to have dinner with he and his wife. Most people on the plane were loudly complaining about the delay as they HAD TO BE AT WORK THE NEXT DAY AND SOMEONE WAS MEETING THEM AT THE AIRPORT ETC. But Randy and I were just enjoyine every moment of our free meals, a warm comfortable bed, hot showers, etc.
On the plane, it was announced that even though we were in economy class, we were all to be treated as first class. Which meant of course unlimited drinks. Very nice to fly over Greenland, looking out the window with a brandy in one hand, a camera in the other and chatting with Jules about possible routes down there on that icy landscape.
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zBrown
Ice climber
Brujò de la Playa
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Feb 23, 2015 - 07:31pm PT
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Keep on Rockin' in The Free World
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zBrown
Ice climber
Brujò de la Playa
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Feb 23, 2015 - 07:34pm PT
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mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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Feb 23, 2015 - 08:54pm PT
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mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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Feb 24, 2015 - 12:33am PT
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[Click to View YouTube Video]
Leave me standing here with my thumb off/out/up.
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Nah, nah, nah, nah...nah, nah, nah, nah.
[Click to View YouTube Video]YOU PASSED ME BY?
WTF?!
I'm still standin'.
Yer the one with a thumb up yer butt.
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Gnome Ofthe Diabase
climber
Out Of Bed
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Feb 24, 2015 - 03:26am PT
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The way this came out on paper was Art in itself let's see how it translates to modern Shablet screen,
edit
wasn't so good so i came back to try and add the tunes . What should I do about Dylan and Hendrix together'
Hair?? Fresh Pictures??
.... ???
Tom Waits, hat held to chest in respect [Click to View YouTube Video]
Some bearded guy with a hitch in' sign going to nowhere
Just down that road[Click to View YouTube Video]
J Hendrix
and his hair
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all akimbo tangled in hair gals hand
Insane eyed and insanely ripped Iggy Pop then
Heavy metal cartoonized, Iggy in sepia hue,
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Empty sign frames and empty places at cross roads
Also empty by extension...
A Sricktly hid stickeron an avoid island street sign
Where no island residez a just a T in the road with more hand drawn signs
Some one feed the child in the element shirt, something other than worms and dirt
A parking lot pop up farmers market on the road from a vantage we know
A pigeon on an antenna tech from the past
A yellow![Click to View YouTube Video] headed song bird on a wire
Zbrown's chickadee is hot but I am into yellow headed song birds hot or not
A Prine Quote put under a magnifying glass,
Followed by
two well crafted songs
professing love for some roads
Ending with STARZ rag Don't Pass Me By at the Ryman
Which just happens to shadow my last road trip to
Catch Levon Helm, at that laudable venue
Then look it iz survival a fair share and welcome
HELLO!!
hello in there hello
, beatles he help,
Gotta go t' cook the kids eggs
It is, like, twenty below!
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survival
Big Wall climber
Terrapin Station
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Feb 24, 2015 - 03:35am PT
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mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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Feb 24, 2015 - 05:28am PT
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Crypt tick is the word, Survival Bird.
Fear of death not a problem.
Touch my heart in it's darkest part.
That's pitch one, and it's just the start.
They don't teach that in cat lick schools.
Calling them "They" sets one apart.
Their "there" in the sky is smoky with incense.
Tantum ergo can one understand clearly what we were wondering "here" on earth.
WTF indeed, my son.
WTF cares if you genuflect and tele all your life if you won't bother to reach out a hand, tell someone you care, praise someone for their being themselves in the face of overwhelming hordes of penguins threatening torture by the foot, by the rosary bead, by the liturgical calendar.
Nobody, that's who. Except maybe Woody Woodpecker, that cuckoo.
It's like we are being preached at by a man of the cloth who roams the diocese giving "missions"--a whole week of being preached to in the evenings and told we are maybe doing it wrong.
I used to resent this type of proselytizing because it took away from my homework time and made it more difficult to achieve in shul.
The cat licks, the dog barks, and the caravan moves on.
The man telling us we were sinners drives off in his Oldsmobile paid for by his family.
The nuns cross themselves, having been double-crossed by families who seek to gain entry to heaven by donating a daughter to Jesus' harem.
If one is going to have children, why give away such precious gifts to save your own soul?
Is it because you have "earned" a living by questionable practices, avoidance of ethics, taking advantage of a down-and-out,
People give alms the same way, many times, when the real "merit" is simply feeling good that you have it to give. If you give of your own substance you give of yourself and do it without reluctance.
"What is 'pelf,' class? Can anyone tell me? Roger Thatt, over in the corner, your hand is raised. Do you know?"
"Yes, Sister Chlamydia Mary, it's money gained in a dishonest or dishonorable way."
"I have a gold star for you, my boy!"
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We were never graced with being able to listen to this glorious, wunnaful version of Thomas Aquinas' hymn by Most Art.
Strike one, Sisters of the Holy Names of Jesus, Joseph, and Mary and Sisters of the Immaculate Heart of Mary, that's strike two, but the men of the Society of Jesus, you need to hit the Holy Water Showers, especially.
You cheated us by treating Amadeus as a Protesting Heretical Pianist. Shame!
Feed them worms, feed them terms, and don't bother to explain much.
Get them to think and act like their parents and never let the world evolve.
Spew, spew, spew.
Benedicamus, donini.
Blown to hell by blasting cats who lick their balls in parochial halls. (All I wanna do is act naturally.)
No more Ringo today, please, Mother Superior! Puh-leeze?
Fight comunisti, not Catholicas.
http://www.weirdworm.com/7-insane-weapons-that-were-actually-used-in-combat/
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