Dr_Flash_Amazing

"Something's afoot at the Circle-K!" - Bill & Ted's Exc. Adv. "Whoah." - pick a movie starring Keanu Reeves "Yippie ki-ay, motherfucker!" - The highly talented Bruce Willis in Die Hard "Red snapper! Verrry tasty! Now, are you going to keep the snapper, or see what's in the box?" - guy on 'Wheel of Fish' in the uber-classic UHF "Hey kid! You wanna make ten bucks?" "Fuck you, queer!" - Repo Man

Ah, yes, the mysterious and ever-inscrutable enigma known simply as "Trask". Nearly as difficult to read as 'See Spot Run'. x 10^10,000,000,000

Gapers! Good Friday is next week, if you know what's what.

it's been said:

Izzat pronounced like "damn" or "jammin'"?

Such potty-mouth language! Oh, and DFA saw one o' them new Fo'Runnas this morn' on the way to the office and thought of you, Rob. Say, maybe it WAS you! Did someone in a Subaru run you off the road and into the median, causing you to roll and summersault into oncoming traffic?

How 'bout "Trask"? It's got a nice ring to it.

Note that in an Impreza, you have no hope of sleeping unless you're pretty short and by yourself. Even in the Legacy, the way they've got it rigged up with the seatback folding down and latching onto the flipped-up bench seat, there's like 5'11", so if you're pushin 6', you gotta take out the bench part of the seat if you're going to sleep in it comfortably. Maybe just one person would be OK, 'cause you can be diagonal in there. Anyway; damn, just buy a Sub', they rocks. They handle like champs, too, with the low-COG Boxer engine. Good get-up on the hills, too, even loaded fulla shit for a trip. You pass everybody, no problem.

Bit of personal history, Rob? Never fancied you a hockey player, but the rest of the description sounds about right ...

Yeah, but with 30" of suspension travel, you can drive it directly off the top of three-story parking structures when traffic's bad, and still not spill your double caramel macchiato with extra dry foam. Speaking of which, does that not appear to be a shopping mall pictured behind the beast? And how much do those chrome leaf-springs the size of a Volkswagen Bug cost, anyway?

DFA and anyone at a PDX Pub Club. Trask with anyone, since he doesn't climb.

Fuck!

Being a Doctor enables one to spray almost constantly, however being a nearly unemployed Doctor on the job hunt paradoxically limits one's spray tendencies drastically. Go figure. You all are suck.

Dude, please do not play the Republican game of "if you don't like America, move to ________". America is s'posed to be a place where you can complain about stuff, do something about it if you care to, and try to live how you wanna. Telling people that they can leave if they don't like it is . BURN MORE SUVs!

Good call, AK. BOMB THE WHITEHOUSE! KILL THE RICH! FEED DONALD RUMSFELD TO THE POOR!

Astonishingly witty rejoinder, sir. Too-shay, as they say in Frawnts.

See you at Club PDX, pisswater.

Nonsense, poopy pants! Burning VW Bug-sized tumbleweeds is indeed fun as they explode into romping hot flames and burn from the inside out. A decent addition to any Red Rocks or other tumbleweed-infested-desert area campfire experience.

Gri-gri. End of story. Clip more bolts!

PDX Club.

You bastards! DFA looked all over Portland for this "PDX" club or bar or pub or whatever kind of establishment it is, and from Beaverton to Gresham, Lake Oswego to Jantzen Beach, there ain't no such joint. Thanks for nothing, jerks!

minx said: a) how many married folks are allowed to climb w/partners of the opposite sex? Ain't an issue when the SO is the climbing partner. b) better or worse to be involved w/another climber? Hellyeahsuperwaybetter! c) what do you do if you find out your SO is a sport climber? Rejoice, 'cause you're a sport climber, too!

Trask, you are fat and old. No more from you unless you are called upon, and even then, please keep it brief, and free of your usual sophomoric outpourings of obscenity and crass remarks. Thanks, fella!

Damn, you're a chump!