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..rather challenging and intelligent woman who brought him to another social plateau. Cavey and Fence Sitter than scratched themselves and belched, while Trask phoned the escort service, which was the only place any of them could get dates. Fortunately for the other two, Trask had his handy credit card. Allison, meanwhile, had removed the last of the splinters, donned her shiny new Action Suit, and flew to her next engagement. She is currently living in Palm Springs with newly-divorced Brad Pitt, and has been seen at the fashionable Las Cazuelas, among other places, sporting a rather impressive new nose job. Friends near the source say, " it's about time!" Meanwhile, back at Camp Misery, Trask, Fence, and Cavey are contemplating their next move.....

....my estranged husband, Captain Caveman, came upon us, and well, I guess I had some 'splainin' to do. When he asked me what EXACTLY was going on, I said, meekly.....

Filled with the entire contents of my pack after my good friend Trask dropped me into that DAMN DC.....and that moaning was not in pleasure, you idiot. So then, having run away in fear, he.....

...I started cwying wike a wittwe baby, because DC REALLY HURTS when you get it in your.....

quote: Originally posted by erik: i thought if you were caught without a permit, they executed you right there and then charges your fmaily for the service, the disposal and then a additional special fee permit for recieving a bullet from a discharged firearm... Well I was going to spice it up a little with some fiction, but my version simply restates the current policy for other areas nearby, and in the same RD, where there is climbing. there's no reason that the canyon couldn't someday be regulated just like much of the nearby Wilderness!

Fiction: Anything by E. Annie Proulx, John Steinbeck, E. Hemingway or Pam Houston. A Prayer for Owen Meany, John Irving I would like to weigh in that Tom Robbins blows goats. Pluse he doesn't write good female characters, and the only guy who can get away with that is that genius pig, David Mamet. Non-Fiction: In Sam We Trust-you'll never shop at Wal-Mart again Fast Food Nation-you'll never look at a Big Mac the same way again Brothel-you'll never look at your neighborhood cathouse the same way again Nickel and Dimed-you'll never look at an underpaid service worker the same way again Celebration-Disney does New Urbanism Why Americans hate poor people-a little dry but a good follow up on Nickel and Dimed Reading books about what they called 'social studies' in Junior High is of a particular interest to me.

I think you can see where I was this weekend from Iceguy's Thompson photo. Cool! What a weekend it was!

Nice photo! You two look great, and pret-ty durn happy. A flask of Basil Hayden was passed in this couple's honor at a lake somewhere up high in the hills this past Saturday. To M and D:

I went to the most scenic spot in the Stuart Batholith that I've seen to date. What a crappy dumb wasted weekend it was.

Yeah, I jheard the rumor that I'm a big tramp today too! If only I weren't so fat and psycho, that could maybe be the case, in my dreams! Somebody's got an axe, or is that a chainsaw, to grind!

Well, I generally don't marry jarhead dolts who can't hold their liquor, but I did the one time!

He sure didn't say that when we were married!!

So we can have any of those chatter programs and be able to link into this board somehow? I have ICQ but I hate it because it's so public, strangers always want to chat it up, and I just got IRC downloaded. Seems friendly enuf. Will we all be in one chatroom like the old chatter? BTW this is not feedback, just questions.

So can we assume that you can get faster Tech Support here than at the 'real' MS website?

It just all still seems to be emanating from one single source.....but anyway, who knows, and who really cares.

K1, I don't care....matter of fact my butt isn't big, any more than I am a tramp....or was once married to Ray! Laugh as much as you want...in fact that reminds me of a Flipper song..... HaHaHaHaHa hOhOhOhOho HEHEHEHEHE

Chepe, you were being blackmailed. If you don't play nice I'm going to tell everyone about how Ray threw up all over my mom at our wedding.....oh, whoops, never mind.

Seriously, I won't go anywhere without mine, and my pack weight is never over 30#. You don't have to carry 80# to enjoy the extra stability, and reduced strain on lower joints that poles afford you. I think even after the liposuction I will still use them. People with non-collapsibles always curse heavily when traipsing through the brush. Does any one know what my beloved RAY is carrying on about here? He seems upset! Ray, do you need a neck rub or something honey?

When Ray and I were first dating, before we got hitched, he suggested that they might make it easier for me to get my big ass up the hike with poles. Now being obscenely overweight, and divorced (I still LOVE you RAY, did you get the flowers? ) I find that it helps me a lot to have some extra stablization when hauling my gigantic ass up and down the hills. Sure I look like an old codger, but at least me knees and ankes aren't crumbling. Plus I can go 1 mile an hour versus .5 miles/hr without. I like the collapsibles for when I find brush that isn't too dense, I can fold them up and go, assuming my girth doesn't hang up in the salal.

I've never really given it any thought! Hey who cares how immensely hefty I am anyway? [ 09-18-2002, 09:54 PM: Message edited by: allison ]

quote: Originally posted by flick: Oh, I know honey, Ruebenesque is the PC term. Recognize that one? Nope, not in describing me. I am occasionally referred to by my co-workers and sailing partners as 'burly.' When I am in a bad mood because I have to lift a lot of heavy stuff, I am burly and surly.

Hefty? Hm, that's a new one on me.

Just to make this into the full-blown flame war it deserves to be, I love lift-serviced skiing. Sure it's crowded if you go on the weekends, and sure anyone can do it, but it's still super-fun.

PS. Vantage blows goats IMO. 11Worth gets my vote. If I show up, I might even climb something for a change.

Oh, just make that old man of your stay home and take care of Things One and Two. Come on, it'll be fun!