MysticNacho

If it doesn't have a toe rand, or bail, or whatever its called, how do you plan on using cramp-o-matic anyway?

I felt the need to contribute.

I haven't been to a Tacoma Pub Club yet. I'd show up, but I have to work.

So, how'd it go? MN wants to hear the TR!

Just out of curiosity, but anyone know how that's supposed to be "1km visible?"

What's with the new avatar there, "marylou"?

So why did he quit? Some sort of show, perhaps? Maybe he bet a friend in a drunken stupor that "I could quit anytime I want to....!" Or is this some sort of dumb troll?

Whoa...so you are saying that trask is really that "visions of a cheesburger" guy!??! The Cheeseburger man always seems to have a glazed over look a lot. I like the "I'm living in a tent with 3 children" lady more, she's nicer.

A new perspective on the war, kind of interesting: Because We Could If you can sort through all the crap the NYT makes you go through to read their paper.

Questions Not To Ask In Foreign Lands By Gerhard Reinke IRELAND “Are you magically delicious or just angry and drunk? This beer is black- did a leprechaun crap in it?” FRANCE “Can I get a side of Freedom Fries with that? Aren’t the French just Germans who can make sauces?” ITALY “Is the Pope Polish? Does he have super powers like Jesus? I could sure go for a can of Spaghetti-O’s! ” POLAND “Do you hire foreigners to screw in your lightbulbs?” GERMANY “Is this bratwurst kosher?” TURKEY “Where’s the hash at? It’s cool to recreationally slaughter Kurds?” KOREA “Can you watch my puppy for a minute, or must you people deep fry him?” CHINA “This wall isn’t so great.” ENGLAND “Did you ever get a piece of ass from that Diana chick?” SWEDEN “Do you have any normal meatballs? Want to hear a dumb blonde joke?” YEMEN “Yemen? That’s a stupid name for a country. What’s it mean -- ‘Land Of Fanatics And Dust' ?” INDIA “You don’t live in teepees? Where can I get a good juicy steak around here?” ETHIOPIA “After a long day of travel, I’m famished. Hey – those flies sure love your pregnant son!” CANADA “You’re like Americans without money.” SPAIN “So, this is the country that’s not Portugal? Wow. Your women can shave if they want to, right? Where can I get some Cheez Whiz nachos?” SOUTH AFRICA “I liked it better the other way.” MEXICO “What's that smell?” SAUDI ARABIA “Would you like to see my designs for a solar powered car? Is it legal to beat your wives here, or what?” RUSSIA “Is it always this cold and economically devastated?” UZBEKISTAN “Can you spell Uzbekistan?” GREECE “I hear this place is a less expensive version of Italy." AFGHANISTAN “Seriously, where is the real country… where is everything?” JAPAN “What’s Hiroshima? Is that a kind of sushi?” AUSTRALIA “How can we stop Mel Gibson? Is there a cure?” AMERICA “Was John Wayne gay?”

Check out the new petzl headlamps, they

Woohoo! Teddy Ruxpin part deux!

Beckey would be on the computer typing until the day he died!

The whole world should just unquestionably love us because, after all, we are the United States, and we're the coolest nation on earth.

In my opinion, go for it. The lower wall isn't exactly a "wilderness experience" anyway, with the railroad, gun club there anyway. All this sounds like is crag maintenance, hats off to AlpineK for taking the initiative. Like Dru said, trees grow back. Who owns that land anyway? Trees are aid.

Emmons next weekend if you're interested.

that picture of triumph makes me get all hot and bothered. All rlght, maybe it doesn't have to be six north faces. That's just a number, people, a number!

Saw Mattp mention this on the side in spray, and it got me a-thinkin! What dy'all think are the most appealing North faces here in the cascades.

How are willies aid? Do you jam your tallywacker in a crack, attach some aiders to it, and climb up? That sounds rough. I'd have to think that's more difficult.

This is an amazing thread. First it started with classic cc.com political banter. Then, for the first time any of our fuzzy memories can recollect, it drifted to CLIMBING!! Then, not only that, I flip on the computer this morning to discover it drifted to safety in the mountains!!! Great balls o' fire! Now, its drifted all the way back to politics. What a fine ride its been! Hey, its the little things in life you have to appreciate.

I was under the impression that the mounties teach that you should always anchor yourself to something on the ground. At least, that's the way every mounty I've seen has it set up.

Ah, what a good sport. Good times, good times.

Sigh.... God bless middle America.

n98947's trip report: Drove to Mt. Hood. Never broke the speed limit, because I am an upstanding citizen. Realized as I was driving over the rockies maybe I should be climbing there instead, but they looked scary, and everyone and their mother climbs Mount Hood, and I like to follow the crowd. I was making the trip in honor of our national hero, the greatest president on the whole entire continental planet Earth, George "da man" W Bush! His words of wisdom inspired me to make the trip, as we were trying to "put the pitbull on the pantleg of oppurtunity" and "make the pie higher!" We arrived at Timberline after only seven days of driving, getting lost, and wandering around mightily frightened of the real world. Above Timberline, we were VERY surprised to find liberals climbing the mountain.... I had thought that they couldn't afford to go climbing. Typical, out climbing instead of getting a real job and striking it rich in this great country of America! We met Dan - and his dog, who was busying himself hooting and yelling while walking up the mountain in sandals. We passed him thankfully, whereupon he threatened us, but luckily I was packin' my second amendment on my pack strap and showed him a little "what's up" Chicago style. After spending a half hour of hiking, we wished we could have taken the ski lift as this was a lot of work and Mt. Hood seems to be a lot bigger than those hills we have in Chicago. I sucked up my patriotic pride, remembered the words of my president, and kept going though. We bivyed in a snow cave at the top of the chair lift, and seeing as we had already made great progress, I exchanged some patriotic banter with some passerbys lest they think I was unpatriotic, and reminded them that even if they wanted to make laws in their state, George W. and John Ashcroft know whats best for them. To sum up, we summited after a strenuous 4 days of effort and hiking. Everyone seemed to be moving faster than me, somehow, but it doesn't matter because they probably weren't as American as me. After summiting I fired my gun into the air, and sung "God bless America" ten times over. I left a copy of the constitution at the summit, just in case anyone forgot that they lived in America.

Nice photos, sucks about the car.