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Lessee, the red and white taped problem, then the green problem... Actually, it will be good to get a few early-season numbers at Smiff - a few easy .12's will justify the connective tissue damage over the winter. As soon as Squamish opens up/dries out a bit, it will be a good year to knock off a bunch of the classic multi-pitches I haven't getten around to doing - everything for Snake to Angels Crest to the Grand Wall, as partners and my lead head allow. Sexy Cocoa-Puff - you going to be part of the usual suspects at Si on Tues/Thurs this year? I'm planning on getting in at least one day a week this season, depending on my schedule. Oh, yeah, that orange problem.

What, she can't find enough self-absorbed, narcissistic shoegazers at the dance clubs, bars, or health club? Yeah, I say hook her up with some dirtbag boulderer who's been living in the back of his 1988 Toyota Tercel with 250,000 miles on it for the last several months at 'The Pit' in Bishop. Or some sportclimber with a mangy dog who is completely focussed on spraying beta and pantomiming the moves for his next project and really only needs a belayer who can fog a mirror, although he'll hammer her with a string of invectives for either short-roping him or giving him too much slack (a fine line). Or a trad climber, living in his tent (or with his folks), dumpster diving for bottles for recyling deposits, and reeking of MD20/02, who's idea of a good meal are some perfectly good rolls someone left at the next table over. Or an alpine dude, who won't be around anyway because he's either bagging some peak every weekend, or setting up for his trip to Patagonia and who doesn't wash his polypro as a matter of pride. You know, I think we climbers of differing styles and ethics have finally found something in our sport that we can all share. Where's the warm fuzzy graemlin?

They also had the last of the V-8 Interceptors, of course. "Max! The Blower!"

Quote[ And Dwayner was all like... ] "Morals...ethicks...genetic superiority...blah.. blahh...blahh." And then Glacier is all like... "Zzz...zzzz....xck! Wha? Did I hear something?? Nah.... (Rolls over, goes back to sleep and dreaming of Angels Crest, and Freebase, and Center El Murray, and...)"

Zzz..zzz....Xck! Wha? Who? They have different flavors?

$3.50, baybee! I'm buyin' an Omega Oval in installments!

Funny, I learned that way - But likewise, I wouldn't recommend it to most folks. To actually take this thread seriously for a moment - Rock climbing was originally considered training for mountaineering, then it became its own sport. Bouldering was originally considered training for rock climbing, then it became its own sport. Even gym climbing - originally solely training - now there are plenty o' folks who have no need to touch real rock. The flaw in yer arguments - Pope, Dwayner, DFA, etc. - is not so much some etherial 'ethical' argument, but the old, hackneyed Ford-versus-Chevy argument of, 'Well, they don't specialize in the same thing that I specialize in, so they are somehow devoid of some sort of moral fiber which I am emminently imbued with." Or more typically - "I'm not very good at/have little knowledge in a particular specialty of our sport outside of my own little balkanized realm." Fortunately some of our number are better at hiding it behind a veneer of humor and self-depreciation than others. I ain't gonna do some 'Can't we all just get along?' shit here, but just point out the hypocrisy of it all - Try a 5.11 gear line without any face climbing skills. Try next season's sport project without some friction foot smearing or that critical finger lock/jam in that pocket. Try anything out of sequence. And be 20 feet above a bomber nut, a 3/8 inch bolt, or an ankle breaker landing and don't shake. Wake me up when something new is said.

A fine selection of timewasters. Productivity = zilch

What, you guys turning this into a drinking club with a climbing problem, or what?

lessee - mid-80's era hexes and a couple of kong ovals and rei/omega locking D's of the same vintage.

Watching the weather - preferably heading south, since it will be a few weeks before I can bust down there again.

Hueco Tanks, baybee! Bloody flappers and ostrich fajitas comin' up.

Johnny Cash's 'Rusty Cage' and 'I Won't Back Down' Mighty Mighty Bosstones - 'Enter Sandman' Asylum Street Spankers - 'Darling Nikki' Flatirons - 'Crazy Train' (country-blues version - female vocal) Cardigans - 'Iron Man' (just for the amusement factor) and Return of the Grievous Angel - Gram Parsons tribute album, especially Cowboy Junkies' 'Las Vegas'

A response to comments I wanted to put in an EIS I worked on a couple years back... WORST-CASE SCENARIO: The Sun goes Red Giant (odds – approximately 1 in next 5 billion years). POTENTIAL IMPACTS: Engulfs Earth. All atoms comprising Earth either fuel continued atomic combustion of sun, or are ionized to approximate density in space of 1 hydrogen atom per cubic meter.

Did anyone else listen to the 'Science Friday' today on NPR - had a discussion of skewed scientific advisors for the Administration.

Hey Muffy, here's your study... drunk women

homemade cliff/protein bars

lessee, milk crate full of random shit I use for field sampling duffle bag with rain gear, boots, hard hat tire chains, jumper cable, tow strap, fire extinguisher, 1st aid - the usual beaten up atlas and Washington Gazetteer Prism designs 'Fanatic' kite cheater stick toy salamandar and beanie baby chameleon (spirit animals?)

Lessee, the folks gave me a socket set and floor mats for the new truck, but the big score was a bottle of 16-y.o. Lagavulin that showed up unbidden from a couple of friends. Oh, and bought myself a pair of Rossi Race 2's and a Mtn Hardware jacket.

I dunno, but I've had this one up for two years at the ol' cube farm. calenduh

Actually, the most humorous thing I've found regarding Pysht are two topographic maps - the 7.5 minute quad containing Pysht is, of course, the 'Pysht' quadrangle. And the next quad west is the 'West of Pysht' quadrangle. Apparently someone at the USGS was having a slow day.

I used polyethylene tubing (e.g. Tygon) with some stiff accessory cord for mine - worked well and held up over a few seasons before I swapped harnesses.

I'm over the eggshells I've been walking on My eggshell walking days are done I don't give a fuck about the apple cart I'll upset everyone Don't tell me on what or where to walk my friend You once did, but those days are gone I'm so over the eggshells The ones that I've been walking on Walking on, I'm waking up Waking up, I'm walking out Waking up and walking out on you! You're under the assumption I'll be moving on Assuming it's the next move that I'll make You've figured out I'm heading out Now we're both wide awake So rise and shine former friend of mine Did you ever think this day would dawn You can trust your assumptions Damn right I'm moving on Moving on, I'm waking up Waking up, I'm walking out Waking up and walking out on you Walking on, Im waking up Waking up, I'm walking out Waking up and walking out on you! I'm over the eggshells I've been walking on My eggshell walking days are gone I'm so over the eggshells The ones that I've been walking on Walking on, I'm waking up Waking up, I'm walking out Waking up and walking out on you Walking on, I'm waking up Waking up, I'm walking out Waking up and walking out on you! Walking on Waking up Walking on I'm Walking

Antidote, by Pain Tony's got a botfly in his forehead Jenny's got a guinea worm in her shoe Dave's got leeches, Mike's got flu, Everybody's got a parasite, I've got you. First date: we thought it was great We drank and we ate. We stayed up real late. Next week we hit our peak Making the bedsprings creak. And now, one month later. Tony's got a botfly in his forehead Jenny's got a guinea worm in her shoe Dave's got leeches, Mike's got flu, Everybody's got a parasite, I've got you. I guess that's what I get For being a jerk instead of cooling my jets You were a wolf in a sheepskin Playing for keeps and I lost And now, twenty years later Tony's got a botfly in his forehead Jenny's got a guinea worm in her shoe Dave's got leeches, Mike's got flu, Everybody's got a parasite, I've got you. I've got you! I've got you! Somebody tell me what to do Should I try a bit of vinegar? Has someone got an antidote? Band-aids, cyanide, hydrogen peroxide, Rum and coke if nothing else will do Everybody's got a parasite, I've got you. Tony's got a botfly in his forehead Jenny's got a guinea worm in her shoe Dave's got leeches, Mike's got flu, Everybody's got a parasite, I've got you.

Fri> Put up requisite Charlie Brown tree, compliments of Chubby & Tubby (R.I.P.). Sat> Drank too much wine while decorating tree - up later than expected. Motorcycle show to ogle the new rides and try on some new head armor. Hop between party and show at the Tractor. Sun> Run, move furniture, shop for loot for the folks, attend the viewing of one of those very successful franchise movies.