Dwayner

Dwayner was there, hiding out, and stealing your beer. (I also threw a pine-cone at Dryad but she was too busy on the phone to notice.) Later, I took these shots of all the action at the North Bend Bar & Grill where more people showed up. It was rockin! And Big Lou showed up to greet everybody at the door, pose for some pictures and autograph a few beer coasters! Nice idea, MattP! I had a great time! Let's do it again! - Dwayner

I see that some people continue to think this topic is entertaining. Go figure.

Gotta agree with "Toast" on this one: there's not much funny in this. The best and most promising student I ever taught became overwhelmed with his own personal problems and shot himself in the head. I found out a year later after I called his home to find out if he'd got his degree. I also learned later that he'd been by my former office a week before he did himself in....probably wanting to chat. I was no longer teaching there. Still greatly bums me out. So here's to Aaron Cohen.... a fine young man who lost sight of the fact that his own life was precious and worthwhile. - Don

Dwayner's Big Weekend! Just recovering now. Starting Friday night with: Those kids can sure sing and dance! Thanks for the reserved seats, Petey Puget...I see that you bought a whole row at top dollar for all of your friends. Barely had time to say "hi" before the movie started and ten minutes later I walked to the lobby for some popcorn....and kept walking. A couple of quarts of Mickey's later, I was staggering a few dance-steps myself down an anonymous alley, calling out in desperation for Icegirl, who was no doubt being wined and dined at Seattle's finest by the likes of smooth-talkin' fancy "kings of suave" like Mr. Trask or perhaps Uncle Tricky. I woke up with my pockets turned inside out and a stray cat sniffing my shirt. Saturday morning....find myself in Fremont...confronted with this: One of the naked girls on the bikes looked just like the lovely and sweet assistant at my dentist's office. I hope not. I am still disturbed at this possibility and have lost much sleep. It started raining. Went to Promountainsports and saw flefleflefleb in there. Went to UW Library and it was closed....had a close talk with a certain Irish fellow I know who comes in a convenient, wide-mouthed liquid form. Decided to do a little climbing....on and off a barstool. Talked to this guy, who filled me in on all the sport-climbing news. He seemed to be an expert: He also could expound at length about the virtues of bouldering: After a good hour during which I exhibited exceptional patience, I finally offered my opinion of the subject. Things got ugly and and it was time to change venues. See you later my bolt-clippin', pad-totin', beta-spewin', sequence-mimin', pint-sized amigo! "See ya later, Dwayner!" Don't recall much after that...got upset about who knows what and found myself drenched from the rain and crying in a phone book as I searched page after page for Matt P's phone number. Figgered I needed some counseling. There's a lot of names in there beginning with the letter "P", first initial "M" and I quickly exhausted my phone card with wrong numbers accompanied by assorted insults. I spent the entire night in that lonely phone booth in Monroe, Washington, with remote hopes that Beck, Holly Climber, To The Top, Katie Brown or some other cc.com superstar would come by and consul me. Next day, took a nap in a park and then drove to the nearest movie theater to cheer myself up. Saw this.....a good bit of this, I should say, before walking out... Finally made it home, hung my portaledge off the tree in the backyard and took another nap. Another exciting weekend for Dwayner. By the way, I be looking for a tough partner for a BIG project. And if we're successful, Big Lou will have autographed both copies!

"pope", starring in "the strenuous belay".

Don't bother with this! If it was truly "TOUGH" or "BIG", it's already been done by one of these two guys:

LITTLE SI? EXIT 38?

Let's have the rope-up at Spire Rock in Tacoma on Oct. 10, 11, 12 because it's more convenient for ME. It's a long drive to Leavenworth and Smith Rocks and I can ride MY bike to Spire. You guys can have your other rope-up's (11-worth, Smith) in December or whenever during some time when I'M not able to attend.ME! ME! ME! ME! ME! ME! ME! ME! ME! ME!

Looks like they're going to need to install a phone booth on both the summit of Glacier Peak AND the Emmons Glacier!

"lummox" writes: "werd of advice: dont let the fuckers at this website shake yur confidence. of course you can do it. sheeit. on this 50 year aniversary of climbing everest you should know that if a horsetooth stupid fucker who aint never had climbed anywhere but new zealand can get up the worlds tallest mountain you can organize a puny little fucking trip. do it." Dwayner says: It must be nice to be so handsome, intelligent, accomplished and articulate as lummox!

Am I going tonight? Is this an invitation? Heck ya! If I don't see ya during the flick, I'll meet you at the Re-Bar afterwards.....it's Strawberry-Spritzer night. U GO P-T PUGET!

So.....have they changed the definition of virgin these days or what? ?????? Is number six the one that causes you to lose your status? Just wondering!

Rabbi Schlomo says: "Saint Bernard of Menthon? The man was a mensch! You should be so lucky! L'chaim!"

That fellow sure is fast but the one-day stunt isn't new. Galen Rowell and Ned Gillette did it back in 1978...I think it's written up in one of Rowell's books and it was a wild adventure. They may have started at a higher elevation. If I recall, they landed on the glacier around 10,000 feet? and started from there. I saw a web-site where some big-shot was giving a slide-show about "the real" first one-day ascent....assumably claiming his was more legit. because he might have started from "Kahiltna Airport". Sour grapes....Rowell and Gillette (both dead now), should get the credit. Or we can move the starting line back yet another mile and claim it's yet to be done legitimately, eh?

"He does corporate motivational speaking....." You see, life is like climbing a mountain...it begins with a first step...everyone's got a little Mt. Everest in their life...it might not have snow and big scary stuff on it, like the real Mt. Everest, but it's a big challenge....and when I'm doing a big challenge, I always rely upon [bRAND X] to get me through those difficult moments.

Students spotted in Professor Distel's classroom:

"Who wants to go sport-climbing? I do!!!!!"

Did someone say SPORT CLIMBING? BOULDERING? VANTAGE? Just thought I'd add a little perspective.

And what about the dude she stepped on? There should be more than casket splinters in her leg. How about a few rib fragments, body-goo, and fabric from the poor bugger's business suit? This guy is yelling, "OUCH!!!!!!"

Not EVEN clever. Looks like something Susan Sarandon and her boyfriend Tim Robbins would watch over and over again while giggling and making phone calls to the likes of Hollywood dim-wits such as the Baldwin brothers.

I pee alot. In fact, right now I'm in Tacoma and I'm taking a whiz in Idaho. You do the math. - Big 'ole Dwayner

You people are so UN-HIP!!! I learned the concept of PLAB from one of its greatest proponents: Gaper Timmy. PLAB = Playboy and the suave lifestyle that accompanies such a grand notion. - His Plabness, Dwayner

Dogs are like children....only their owners/parents think they're cute. And while we're at it......JUST SAY NO! TO POODLES! Examples: NO!

Dude...let's have a trip report. Dwayner's probably going up there in the next couple of weeks. thanks. - Dwayner

Alpine K writes: "[Pube-Club] Dave, I'm sure you have a spell checker, at the very least check your signature. And Dwayner.... Fuck the Pigs.... and fuck your sorry, conservative, dillettante ass" Classy K....if you're going to resort to such language, YOU might at least use a spell-checker for such words as "dilettante". - Dwayner