ivan

elizabeth warren would be cool, though i think she ain't interested how about a promotion for the guy w/ the coolest name in the cabinent right now?

dumb fun indeed - the pic in olson's book of a snow-covered ascent looks most compelling and i'll be back for that someday interesting you thought an axe not worth taking - i don't think we could have gotten up the initially mud-slope above the parking lot w/o one, and it sure was nice on the moss up high too

warren fucking harding (regrets on the ad-pic, it's the only one i can find w/ The Man w/ a glass of wine )

a question which i have no answer for at hand: have the anti-evolutionist arguments themselves evolved over time? at first blush, the "intelligent design" counter-argument would seem to qualify, though i don't know when exactly that nonsense was first made flesh...

indeed, this seems to be the lethality of this particular scandal. most 'mericans could give a shit about an ambassador i figure - no doubt some faggoty-intellectual that got what he had coming for fucking around in a brown-man's land they couldn't find on a map anyhow they'd argue, if they were even predisposed to such behavior, which is a might big assumption indeed. the nuances n' niceties of foreign intrigue pale in comparison to the common experience of a proletariat that routinely bludgeons each other in rush-hour traffic

i didn't think anybody here was saying they had? shit, everytime another part of my body stops functioning properly i have to evolve

who'dathunk ya could learn something on cc.retard? http://tiktaalik.uchicago.edu/

why can't we be both? dog knows i've met some folks, quite a few on this board actualy, who manage to be both simultaneously

don't mess with the panda, you'll get the thumb

What Would Steve Jay Gould Do? WWSJGD?!?;

sheeit, where's oleg's tr?!? never gonna go wrong w/ a high-powered photo-shot w/ nice lights, mountains n' chica

ice/rockfall is an altogether common and largely unpredictable part of pretty much all hood routes - nearly got the number of my mess while soloing the sandy once, a cannon-ball sized chunk that initially i thought had broke my goddamn femur and left a bruise the size of my whole thigh quite the dismal down-hobble n' side-hurt back to illumination and escape....

"garcon means boy"

where exactly IS reverse on a soviet tank?

these fuckers might be able to make a go on (under?) europa

what IS a hero?

far from it, i assure you sir

i've sentenced boys younger than you to the gas-chamber. i didn't want to do. felt that i OWED it to them...

there's no reason, there's no fucking reason, dude!!!

the cat i had when i was a lad - dusty - holy shit, that pussy could slide up any tree man could condescend to hurl her at getting back down, on the other hand....

"ever notice how people who don't believe in evolution usually look really fucking unevolved?"

you lie!!!

i object!!!

1/15/14 - day 1 - what better way to mark mlk's berfday (and my inaugural beacon ascent of this foul year of our lord two-ought-fourteen) than to "climb to the mountain-top?" the national wedder service promised portentous skies, a bold moon, a hero-ascent, but mike n' geoff n' i settled for much less - cloud murk on the evening drive - a shaft of bright sun at cope horn, than all gone, sucked down into a cloud vortex, a river of moist, cold air motoring on down to portland the rock super slobbery gob-smacked wet n' drippy n' perspiring beads of putrid moss-muck - soon full dark and just cans of flowery beer n' bike-bottles of sweet-wine to pass the time waiting for one warrior-poet-god-king or t'other to Put the Rope up there to the new season and to the storms that will not settle until they have shit all they have to shat upon us!

i could be down for a second lap i bet - sounds like it'll be a 3-some for the first one at any rate and we oughta be out there around 4.