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Here's a good compromise between sport glasses and glacier glasses: check out my glacier goggles for $20.00

they are both avatars of Erik anyway. I'm outa here! whoo hooo!

ie "chipping"

Does the last few pages remind anyone else of the situation in Jr. High where there's a pack of "mean kids" taunting a special ed kid? Mongo: I can too! Meanie: No you can't! Mongo I can too! Meanie: Look, it's just not physically possible for you to stick your finger in your nose to the third knuckle, you can try if you want, and we'll give you money and candy if you do, but, I don't think you can. Mongo: ME MONGO, ME PUT FINGER IN NOSE! Meanie: Ok but, we told you so.

I used to think SPRAY was like experiencing a coffee break on a jobsite, but now I'm pretty sure it's every bit as amusing as a group of hyperactive 4th grade special education boys cranked up on Smarties or Jolly Ranchers. Welcome! Carry on.

Bring down the NRA? How would one do that to a privately funded organization which follows the law to the letter? Hmm? A bunch of you liberal fucks decide that it is bad for "society" to have a private group known as the NRA so it must be outlawed? You are scary. The same way they are forcing the Boyscouts to allow gay leaders and Country Clubs to allow females. Personally I don't get why having some women around is such a bad thing, but, then again, I don't play golf much either so I'll let them decide.

Queer Every Day

YOU GOT A PROBLEM?

or C & S Engineering. (who's wonderful website is back up)

HELLO! IT'S GREEN! YOU'RE SUPPOSED TO "RUN IT"!

My wife's a much safer driver than I. I'm the guy sipping coffee, talking on the phone and taking notes while trying to follow a map and yell at my daughter in the back seat all at the same time with garbage flying out the back of my truck. Appropriatly, I get flipped off all the time by guys driving in a similar situation.

Gotta love this website, my entire work area is covered with coffee and half eaten food caused by reading spray on this website. Gotta put clean up on my list of stuff to do.

It's my understanding, if you are over the age of 18 and not a convicted felon, you may own a long gun, but, ya gotta be 21 to own a handgun. When purchasing a gun from a gun dealer, you will be subject to an application process that includes a full FBI background check and "cooling off period" of a few days, depending on the state. The serial number of the gun shall be recorded and "registered" to your name in some manner. Purchase a gun from a private individual (non liscensed dealer) and there are no reguations that I know of. You cannot lawfully carry a firearm in a concealed manner unless you have a concealed carry permit. To obtain that, you must submit fingerprints, another full background check and get harrassed by liberal Canadian border guards because it comes up on your profile whenever a law enforcement officer pulls it up.

Hey, I think I may have rapped off the same shrub! No back-up tho. North face of north peak, was it? When my partner joined up, we went to pull the rope, and it seemed to be stuck... then we ended up getting the shrub with it! You ripped out that anchor? Now what are we supposed to do? Seriously though, I think the entire N. Peak is covered with rapslings draped around shrubs in varrying states of decay. It was the last rap on the N. Face and put us at the base of the inital 4th class slabs if you were curious.

"Just because it's the biggest shit pile doesen't mean it's the best shit pile" Greg Child on Everest.

That sounds cool! It must take a beefy rubber band to unweight a 7-8lb rope with some friction on the rock in a less than verticle environment. Hmmmmmm.... Anywho, I rapped off a dead shrub backed up with a loose old angle piton set in dirt on Mt. Index once. Shoulda downclimbed or left a new pin. Nah!

And YES Gowans we started this "conflict" and therefore are responsible to finish it. I can see this as a major debate point in the next election however. "If elected president, I'll bring those boys home that our current Administratoin abandonded over there blah blah blah"

What? Whaddya mean he's not being sincere? He's the PERESIDENT OF THE UNITED STATES MAN! It's like the king of all politicians and he means business! Personally, I don't care too much for the guy, and understand why democrats are still angry about the election, I would be if it went the other way where Al Gore's Brother appoints him president. I guess I'll just vote Libertarian next year.

He's in Africa, last I heard, doing something about AIDS. What a guy! I hope that ruins whats left of your credibility (as if you ever had any)

YOU WILL DIE!!! WHY DO YOU THINK IT'S CALLED THE EURO DEATH KNOT?! I ran into Michael Stanton on the GNS one evening and we agreed to combing ropes to make it down in 2 raps. He says "Is the Euro Death Knot OK with you?" I look into my wife's now quivering eyeballs and say "sure" and spent the rest of the trip down explaining that it's called the "Death Knot" just for fun.

Anyone like or hate this thing? I typically end up stuffing my altimeter watch in a pack pocket or attach it to my shoulder straps and figure this one is cheaper than most watches and has some nice features, but, don't know how good they actually perform. How bout the design? Do you think the windometer would get busted when I rack it to a biner through the opening?

From Pilchuck and Glaicier Peak almost south to Mt. Baring, but not quite (damn YMCA building). Can see the West face of Big 4, Sloan and the Monte Cristo group.

Scariest experience I had was getting off a plane an into the driver's seat of a rental car in Dublin. Left turns are a bitch that turns into a real bitch when you are going the wrong way with no way out but a quick U turn across 4 lanes of heavy traffic. Luckily I look Irish so nobody beat on me. Drunkeness story followed when we staggered back to our B&B on New Year Eve then got on a DC 10 to fly to London. As the G force grew, so did the force on the puke in my throat. I jumped up and ran to the bathroom, just in time and found your torso wont fit horozontally in those bathrooms (so you cant bend over) so I kind of did a hand stand on the toilet seat while the stewardess beat on the door screaming "you'll have to return to your seat sir, the seatbelt light is still ON!" I think that embarassed my wife a bit for some reason, but she did get to have the cookie out of my box lunch. It's funny how the more work I have to do, the more time I hang out here posting nonsense.

Good summarization, your reading comprehension is ok for someone who speaks English as a second language. I never said your opinion wasn't valid, (I acually said the opposite), and the subjects you present are nothing I haven't pondered a lot. I'm just tired of hearing you critcize the system that benefits you so generously, like it has for me. You asked for my response so here it is: I believe that I owe my wife and daughter's lives to the second amendment. While I was at work one day, my wife phoned to let me know there was a man attempting to enter our home and she had called the police. As the same strange man had been lurking around peeking in our windows the night before, I advised her to retrieve her duck hunting gun (Remington 820 Express ) from the safe, load it and stand guard at the top of the stairs. The previous night, this never seen before guy was caught by me in our back yard, peeking in the window. I confronted him, demanded he leave and when he didn't called the police. He then attempted to move past me wanting to get inside the house. He was unsucessful and ran off into the dark, before the police arrived. I could have restrained him, but, he was pretty hairy looking and I was a little rattled from him attempting to get past me. The Sheriff's deputy took down our name and that was it. Said to call back if he showed up again. Didn't bother to look for him, it was pretty dark & stormy. The next morning, (while I was at work) the same intruder came back, forced the backdoor open, walked over to the bottom of the stairs, noticed a stern looking woman with a large bore gun pointed at his torso and made the wise decision to leave when she demanded he do so. From a window, she watched him leave the house, walk across the street and up a neighbor's driveway. The police got there 40 minutes after she called. They did go talk to the strange man who was staying with relatives at the residence she watched him return to. That was it. They said he was crazy sounding and should go to a hospital and they even advised him not to return to our home. I demanded they arrest him for breaking and entering and they refused. They wouldn't do anything but take down our names and number. He reportedly moved out shortly after, the people who's house he was staying with would never talk to me when I called and told me they would call the police if I set foot on their property, the police told me they would arrest me if I did when I called them to question the legality of this issue. I just wanted to know if the guy was crazy or on drugs or a convicted felon or what. I'm glad my wife didn't shoot him, but, I don't think he would have been detured with a baseball bat or some other weapon and really don't like to dwell on "what if" and won't discuss it further. So while this is all retorical fun and games to you, it means A LOT to some of us who feel like they have no choice but to live somewhat independantly from the protection of offered by our great country. If that's the price we pay, so be it, it's worth it to me and every one of my friends.

Gowans: While your opinion is as valuable as anyone elses around here, I share some frusteration reading many of your posts. You brag about coming here on a track scholarship, (using the system) put down Americans who don't have worldly knowledge or education like yourself, your plan is to make as much money as possible (again using the system) then go back to Scottland. At the same time you have made it very clear that you don't like our government policies or administration. You are hypocritical, belittling and frankly insulting to the point of my blood boiling. If you were a guest in my home, for some strange reason, and made some of these comments, you'd certainly be shown the door. And I don't give a rat's hairy ass if this is full of spelling errors, I didn't go to college. Wish you luck and God's speed getting back to Scottland.