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In case your reading comprehension is lacking let me explain with pictures: Here's the commute in DC in the morning: And here it is in the evening: GET IT?

Look scotsman, everyone knows the ability to drive a swift boat is crucial for a productive stay in the oval office. Get in the boat (a swift one, preferably) or get out commie. How many swift boats have you been in? I thought so.

Hah but how will a pile of rubble like mount hood even be standing in a frictionless world, mmmmm? The ideal angle of repose would be 0°. I do look forward to the days when toilet paper is unnecessary though!

The forecast for the USA for the next 48hrs is showers of blind patriotism with a 100% chance of mixed metaphor, bullshit level 7000ft and falling fast. Hot air gusts out of the NYC area at 200mph.

Finally I will stop being mocked for wearing my cast iron rain jacket

I'd rather read 15 TR's about the sulphide glacier than that vietnam war wankfest in spray.

There is also the requisite person with a bullhorn blaring beta for heinous next to you. Left foot! NO LEFT FOOT! NO YOUR OTHER LEFT FOOT DAMMIT STEM RIGHT NO THAT'S WRONG ARGH

The approach is not as bad as people make it out to be. Enjoy!

what no need for biner to attach your nols waterbottle to your pack? no thread needed for nols patch and nols sticker next to the BD sticker on climber car?

It's like asking a goat for a restaurant recommendation...

"Experienced" climber somehow manages to require evac off clip-up at Smith. You know how dumb you'd look? If you're going to be dumb and get hurt, do it on some trad route, something respectable.

and I stink-fingered the bolt hangers on 5 gallon!

I will admit to borrowing stick clips at smith. There's boldness, and then there's stupidity.

You forgot: The Junction City former Junction City Baseball Champion team member of 1977, now running plumbing store guy. The Estacada soiled sofa disposer.

Sweet Home isn't a town, it's a family. In addition, you'll never find a candidate with the requisite rusty AMC Hornet or Nova.

that reads like a patagonia catalog "Wear this toque while hitchhiking through tzbezigizygrgystan, lounging on the platform at the zurich train station, or mending the barbed wire out on the range"

I thought the sweatshop worker makes the clothes.

I'll open the discussion with "who the heck is Bill Barilko"

Ran the Timberline Trail on Mt. Hood on Saturday. Running through paradise park in the early morning is a spiritual experience. Finishing the run up White River Canyon is a different kind of spiritual experience. The watch log reads 9900' total gain/loss, with 8 laps. I spent a solid 45 minutes running through talus, searching for the trail across the muddy fork of the Sandy. Quite a bit of flood damage evident on some stream crossings from last week. Then I ran out of food. Took about 11hrs and change.

http://www.j-walk.com/other/conf/

They must be the ones with the black market peanut butter sandwiches. I recommend trying to sneak across near Hozomeen if you want to smuggle your wares across the border. I have managed to get across at least 3 barrels of Jif this way.