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mouse from merced
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The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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Topic Author's Reply - Sep 18, 2016 - 06:27am PT
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Here's to my sister, "Constance Gardiner."
"Flowers are how the Earth laughs."
lennypenny's hubby Ed told me privately that whenever folks come to stay,
since she is too busy to do the watering, she expects it to be done by him.
He thought it unfair that she would blame him if he missed a day...he's got things to do, too, when guests come to visit.
I was about to commiserate, when, out of the blue....
we were interrupted by a cat attack.
Francis is twelve pounds plus at nearly one year old.
He doesn't eat as much pound for pound as a deer-pig,
but if you've never been blind-sided by a frolicking cat who thinks everything is his toy,
then you've been missing out.
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Gnome Ofthe Diabase
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Out Of Bed
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Sep 18, 2016 - 06:43am PT
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The One That 50yrs Laying between then and now I can still remember that, Jump! Go ahead, Jump ! Now!
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mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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Topic Author's Reply - Sep 18, 2016 - 07:06am PT
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Nice punkins, bud.
I think mine have yours out-weighed, though...just a guess, mind you, nothing official.
Please visit the Granite Pumpkin on lower 10th street in Mariposa town (next to the gun shop) above the gun shop.
All the topos for the local bouldering Meccas and Medinas out there in the boondocks.
Custom chalk bags, shoes, and some old collectible Clif Bars with their wrappers signed by Alex and other rockstars.
Energy drinks can be had at the fast food market up on the 140.
Ask for Moss. Tell them Werner sent you.
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Gnome Ofthe Diabase
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Out Of Bed
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Sep 18, 2016 - 07:07am PT
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JUST SO MUCH STUFF TO SEE!```and then if it is smalls I've seen a bunch that need to be here but I've put them over there and so singular are they it would unwind the play of the rose stinky or mott apple sauce..seemsthat I've chores see ya ordinarily
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mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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Topic Author's Reply - Sep 18, 2016 - 07:18am PT
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Dude's been taking notes.^^^^
Post-it if you got it.
They will come.
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mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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Topic Author's Reply - Sep 18, 2016 - 07:47am PT
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Great faces, great balance, too!^^^
Maria Muldaur - If You Haven't Any HAY
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OjrG6Bnv_48
Here's Leon and Elton.
It's Sunday Morning on CBS which I miss sometimes.
Head of hair on Leon like a haystack.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1RFxA7cVQm0
Pick a bale of cotton
Pick a bale of hay
Put down the sack, Jack
And let's go play
The Climbing Museum's Worth a Stop
I knew a guy who knew a gal
She was just another pal
She hoarded things you'd not expect
Old brillo pads, a Dead Insect
(their first bass player who died from getting zapped by his axe on stage)
Old hempen ropes all tangled up
That Harding used on his way up
Some beer steins from Afghanistan
A signed photo of old jstan
(smiling, no less)
Tricouni nails from Clyde's old boots
A baggy of fresh bamboo shoots
For her panda named for Royal
A huge ball of used tin foil
(worn by BrokedownClimber on his first voyage to Mars)
A pair of Bushman's underwear
She found them in the brush somewhere
A booty-finding metal detector
A busted robot she calls Hector
(Hector the Robot Booty Detector invented by Lightning Rod Mckenzie)
All kinds of sh#t all crusty-rusty
A Kitchen Synch, unused and dusty
A topo to the shopping mall
A cracked left-handed bowling ball
(now there's a switch)
Keys to nothing and nowhere
A lock of Bachar's golden hair
An old left shoe from a pair once worn
By donini one October morn
(or was it November?)
There's no listing of all she kept
She never dusted, never swept
It's a museum but it's really nuts
It stinks of old ciggy butts
(you should see all the old empty Bic lighters--a haul-bag full of them)
Back issues of every climbing mag
She's never read them, they're in that bag
You're welcome to browse and daydream, guys
But don't take nothing, the walls have eyes
(thousands of them, all watching you ve-r-r-ry carefully)
Please feel free to litter
At your discretion
And don't forget to sign the visitors' book, please
We are supported by a grant from the YCA
(and if we don't have proof of ample visitation, Ken's gonna cut us off)
--MFM, dedicated to ChickenSkinner
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zBrown
Ice climber
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Sep 18, 2016 - 08:54am PT
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Was just thinking of levitation and ...
It happenz
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mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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Topic Author's Reply - Sep 18, 2016 - 09:13am PT
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Shall we resume our walk along the ditch at Cedar Ridge?
Or should we discuss the relative merits of a red ridge of dead pines
to the usefulness of those massive doggies known as Rhodesian Ridgebacks?
Or should we call them by their PC name, the Zimbabwe Ridgebacks?
No, we'll take up where the Yellow Lab left his scent.
More or less.
Deer crossing.Bridge number three, please.What's on the other side?Highly addictive.Catching anything?
Yeah, until you showed up!"Let the waters flow and the land appear."
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hooblie
climber
from out where the anecdotes roam
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Sep 18, 2016 - 01:54pm PT
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mouse: i must run on, but know that i pause regularly, do some of my best hovering over the scroll wheel, in contemplation of my place, my sense of place and yours, which could be mine but for a path not taken, which makes a bunch difference and little distinction, due to it's being equally chock full of provocation followed by marginal apprehension of varing degree, and it's my contention, that given the greater context of general being, that looking breathlessly, and getting one's sorry ass provoked, is somewhere near the neighborhood of the point of it all
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Bushman
climber
The state of quantum flux
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Sep 18, 2016 - 09:03pm PT
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'Climbing Museum's worth a Stop' and 'Total Eclipse of the Death Star'
both very entertaining and fun to read, thank you Mouse. This whole page was quite an eye full to read and I've had a busy day fixing and flying an old electric jet model, and a 21 mile bike ride, so I'm fading now, work tomorrow. Still working on a poem (edit, not a porn, ha ha!) started this morning but I'm going in and out of dream world now. Good work, all!!
So long for now
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mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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Topic Author's Reply - Sep 18, 2016 - 10:03pm PT
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hooblie, you are running-on in circles.
One must learn, grass-shopper, to run-on more slowly so to keep one's eyes straight ahead, eliminating side-long distractions which tend to draw pne away from the straight and narrow, wasting energy, keeping goals at a distance, and generally dragging things out way beyond the single-word and opening it to infinity, where anything may happen at any time for any reason under the sun, which is really not a very good image, since the sun's under something else in turn and so on an so on, ad infinitum.
AND YET, SOMEHOW, I DIG WHAT YOU ARE LAYING DOWN.
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mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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Topic Author's Reply - Sep 18, 2016 - 10:12pm PT
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A big giant thank you to the fly-boys of Calfire.GLee is staying tonight, leaving for Facelift tomorrow afternoon.
We are discussing taking the local bus to wander through the air museum at Castle.
Have a good night, all.
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Gnome Ofthe Diabase
climber
Out Of Bed
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Sep 19, 2016 - 05:28am PT
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Okay in violation of the MAN Code, you give that Guy G Lee , Or glee,
A right big handshake then pull him in for a hug !
Good on him!
Visiting and sharin' as the Skully ne Kirk, C'pnt, ( now, cap'tn Crunch! ) Ouch, (rip)
Can't swing a cat 'round here without rillig up some
Memory of a dead cat.
No swinging cats by the tail?
Leave the Road -kill off in the pail.
Hunt in' Season started on the 9/15
ya know what,
First time in a real decade,
a full 12 years, that !
That I've left the hunt alone to itz kill.
Usually I'm out there swinging a cat by the tail, raising hell
Banging aluminum bats together, settin' off fire works
Singing, 'Friend Of The Devil' in full vibrato,
playing, Hot Tuna, with Vasser Clements on violin.
'Death Don't Have No Mercy' - (RIP, God of the Ditch, Grand pu-ba of the Tribe, Kim Schmitz)
Turn Up the Volume Out of a boom -box!
/[Click to View YouTube Video]
Raising the level of tension between hunters and Hippies
to the needed point that the slack line becomes taught.
Then I walk that line in bright tyedyed colors.
DO NOT HUNT IN BACK YARDS
Itz a geezers club too?!, oh geeez!
Average age of cat swingers ?
Oh please !
The damn cat was dead already when I started swingin' it
stated: that if you lye down with dirty dogs you will get up with fleas.
Beyond the die siesta, there was a nose bleed
This night and a half of bomings while real feels STAGED?!
On investigation from the street,
it seems that there has been t" this guy" with block,
( needs to be seen, like what the boys from BITD had Gold seal,)
so " this guy" has some focus on jihad but is recruiting both
Mules and runners.
This and that the lowest grade and this suspect block.
I'm talking not green?
-Kilmer time-
Get your tin foil caps on
The Ruskies, infected the Hillery staff , and the Candidate. Not Flue, not pneumonia !
Olie Donald could hardly contain his insider info
He was told by his Ruskies handlers, then almost botched it!
He jumped the gun , bringing up her stamina & health three weeks to soon,.
I wish that I knew why the FROG, guy has no longer been active?
He was a hero of the short guy for all time ! I'm still after my mis appropriated two sacks
I'll get neither back but I can see them from time to time
As if on a morphine drip there is no time line . . . the of is a de-lux Lunker, a smasher by Coyboy, gone to the Pennsylvania State Police, they have refused to return it
Again!
Names from my past that had things been different or not at all there is no telling. . .
Niels and Glen's all Tony's funny no 'Drews or Andys but Tonyz always baloneeze..
Karl's and Cal, shocking lees and shari-eeees
A always knew it oud be an off 'M' name that I'd marry....
I better T save
Push the right place on the Shablet if I loose this I've had it
Post slowly
Grasshopper?
Lame gadget I saw used in some othe thread this morning.
Mrs T is already taken, by James Gill! Flip Flop, thus can maybe
Verify? Not that I name drop. .,. Run at it , Ryan DeVoe? Any one know him?
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mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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Topic Author's Reply - Sep 19, 2016 - 06:57am PT
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Bravura! Brovo!^^^
You are paying attention and it shows. Nice stuff this smoky a.m.
Thanks. My faith in you is sanctioned.
Speaking of sanctions, this following event is sanctioned by The Flames,
though we were not able to commit as sponsors.
Halloween Cage Match
Cat Winger & Hum Dinger
vs.
Ginger Cat Ray Stevens & Gray Cat Blue Moon Odometer
Referee: "Ben Sanderson", formerly from Las Vegas
Anthem will be sung by Debra Winger
Let your rage catch at the cage match.
Bring your own bucket to catch the blood.
NO HOLDS BARRED, just like in the elections.
High fives only, no handshakes, winks, or crossed-eyes looks.
& NO BODY HUGS, which will automatically disqualify the contestant.
Sponsored by the movie, Leaving Lee Vining,
with Elizabeth Shue as the kind lady bartender at the Mono Ego Tavern.
TICKET INFO: Twenty dollars/Pay as you exit.
No outside refreshments.
No dogs.
No concealed weapons.
No cameras & no recorders.
Cell phones off.
DATE & LOCATION of venue to be decided.
Stay tuned to The Flames for such.
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zBrown
Ice climber
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Sep 19, 2016 - 08:12am PT
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no shirt, no shoes, no pee-pee on hands
no surfing, noseeums
Boomer Beach, La Jolla
Munoz of Merced shot this one I believe. The lift lines were long that day since the Tramfaladore Tram was running slow. Hence nobody on the slopes.
You shoulda been here two hours ago, the waves were bitchin.
Therianthropes of the world, unite. You have nothing to lose but your shapes.
Just gonna park this here for a while, not sure how it applies, but it seems relevant.
Great. Another one of Hawaii’s genius contributions to mankind. Primo Beer. Their slogan, back when they were in production in the 1970’s was, “No can hear, get beer in my ear!” This was accompanied by their mascot – the most lame – and ACCURATE depiction of a local person I have ever seen. Rubbah slippahs, ratty pants, dirty t-shirt, unkempt hair, worn-out ball cap, a stupid f*#king idiotic grin on his face that says it all, and a beer can sticking out of his ear – The PRIMO mascot – a total f*#king loser with nothing more on his mind than where his next beer is coming from. Perfect. Now, THAT, well…THAT says it all, doesn’t it?
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Gnome Ofthe Diabase
climber
Out Of Bed
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Sep 19, 2016 - 08:19am PT
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Wait wait ! What about dead living ing Barbied Dolls ?
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. What about living deaded Barbie dolls? Barbied living Dead dolls?
Wait it's gettin'
'round to it , oh no !
It comes 'n goes z z z in WAVEs.....
The Reverends Son was a surfer, back in the cold February in NJ. . .
the cold left his slip and subsequent looped off tip of ear, to go
Un-noticed, we got home past 3 in a heap, n heap of trouble.
The school is now 40-+ years latter looking to address the now denied but then common knowledge abuse!? I'm juiced but what gain for what loss? ,[Click to View YouTube Video]
Real life questions best not discussed, but then in disgust I must 'cause again I can see others making gains on my destruction .
So I'm keeping mum!she my siss, but not me the victim ! We're of course notified! Now what ?
Opinions ? I'm the loser again over and over on this one what is the up side ?
I never dwell on this. Much !
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mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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Topic Author's Reply - Sep 19, 2016 - 10:14am PT
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Only hands, no feet.
Lt. Dan suggests:
Barbecued Barbie on the barbie;
BBQ-ed Detlef shrimp;
Shrimpton cocktails avec Salvador Dali cocktail napkins;
and shrimp-flavored sherbet with dingleberry sauce.
Seriously?
Would I make this sh#t up?You be the judge.
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