Dr_Flash_Amazing

OK, where'd you put that puking emoticon?

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Traskbirdseat?

"pullin' out all the stops I'm gonna puke on the cops!" Confidential to Greg: saw a somewhat chubby family man in Bend hop out of his mini-van (wife 'n' kids inside) with some sort of firearm on his belt, and thought of you. Marveled at what it must be like to be living in that kind of fear all the time. Kill anything/one lately?

300 Arc'teryx stickers for your Nalgene bottles.

It'll be easier to see your "HATE" tattoo then. Whilst in lovely ( ) Ephraim, Utah on a rest day from some Maple Canyon cobble wrangling, DFA 'n' the Mrs. spied a mulleted metalhead misanthrope piloting his rumbling muscle car through the parking lot of Kent's Market, feathered-haired rockerette in the passenger seat, and, lo and behold, "LOVE" and "HATE" permanently emblazoned on the knuckles. Musta been Trask's dad or something?

Still working on getting into the mags, though, unlike some celebrity sprayers 'round here.

Nose candy?

but white, and with no guns, it's Dr. Flash Amazing! A few things you should know: - When in Zion/Kolob Canyon, DO make the slog up the S. fork of Taylor Creek to the fantastically huecoriffic, supersteep, long long long, wayrad rad rad sport routes. Bitchin' hike, bitchin' routes, oh yeah! - When at Wild Iris, DO bring your sunscreen, and DO NOT be thinking you can climb there before three in the afternoon. 'Cause you'll broil like cookable stuff on a hot thing. And it's way too hot at Sinks 'til after 5, people. - When at Le Roc du Smithe, DO NOT get on "That .10d Route" over by Asterisk Pass, no matter how good you think the line looks. If you are a foolish enough chosstronaut to venture up this crumblefest, please insist that your belayer is wearing his/her helmet, and make sure no gapers are on the trail below so that no one gets hurt as you rain chunks of footholds and removable flakes from the route. Decent climbing, atrocious rock, and the grade posted on smithrock.com is a little suspect. Also, it's damn hot over there. - Interest rates are down; buy now! WELCOME HOME, DR. & MRS. FLASH AMAZING!

Attention sprayhounds, morons, and socially inept degenerate knuckle-dragging internet addicts: A smashing wedding and fantastic reception, first off. Followed by the usual celebratory activities, and a not-too-early rising. Hasty packing and car-loading leads to I-84 eastbound, and, hours later, Salt Lake City (bleah). Next stop, Zion NP and the lovely Desert Pearl Inn for a few days of lounging at the pool and gorgeous hiking. Thence northward to Cedar Breaks, Bryce, Grand Staircase-Escalante, and Capitol Reef (in a day). A week at Maple Canyon, then off to AF, which DFA and the Mrs. decide to bail on, so now we're in lovely Lander, Wyoming, sampling some pockety limestone boltedness at the world-famous Wild Iris (nice camping, nice flowers, nice crags, etc.). OK, some lady just kicked the Doctor off the Lander Pub. Library computer, so y'all have a nice day. Toodles, Dr. Flash Amazing

What? No, the Wonka candies are 'Nerds', aren't they? Not 'Nurds'? Get the Grigri, catbirdseat (deconstructing your name renders the moniker "cat birds eat", or a bird eaten by cats. Amusement ensues.). You'll be loving it next time your partner commences a half-hour flail-a-thon on their proj' of choice. Then you can put on your down jacket, put on sunscreen, eat a burrito, or whatever while they thrash about like a gaffed marlin. Excellent!

foun·tain·head (fountn-hd) n. 1. A spring that is the source or head of a stream. 2. A chief and copious source; an originator: “the intellectual fountainhead of the black conservatives” (Jerrold K. Footlick).

Trask, we will have a democratic leader come 2004. The problem here is that our current "leader" is himself a walking joke, and as such attracts assorted barbs, jabs, and caps much like flypaper attracts its namesake insect.

If you have a Pentax digital camera, you can break out the stereoscopic glasses and see if it works!

The real fucker here is that it's not about climbing for any of these kooks. It's about Everest The Event; it's not a culmination of outdoor experiences, learning, and preparation, it's just a thing. Just some meaningless experience with no context other than the stack of other experiences one might get by paying for them; a trip to the amusement park, the wildlife safari, whatever. It's clearly ruining the experience of actual climbers, and it's sure as fuck ruining the mountain. Stomp gumby fakers and burn their SUVs so they can't get to the fucking airport!

'Cause denigrating, belittling, and antagonizing one another is the name of the fuggin' game. Represent, yo!

The Starbucks? Yeah, they're all over, all over. They gonna put an A-frame roof on the thing; snow conditions won't matter a damn. Not a damn damn, damnit.

where does it say that it's 5.10? We talking 'bout that Lynn Hill Step thingamahootie up there on The Ever'st? Thing's only five-nine, people. Five-point-NINE on the Yozamight dessmal scale. But no one climbs it freestyle any more; no, they got them aid ladders right up the thing. Starbucks opening a cart up top next week, too. Ehhh.

It would be a real yukfest if someone were to bring back a safety-related question from about, say, a year ago, just, you know, to see if anyone picks up the conversation like it's a new thread. A real yuk-o-rama; yukkity-yuk-yuk.

Wow. That's going to Mecca big traffic jam on dat mountain, yuh huh!

Not true!

Very cool. Rocking the album right now at near-concert levels. Fuck yeah. Recommend proceeding directly to filesharing network of choice and downloading 'The Separation of Church and Skate' and 'Idiots are Taking Over'. Note also that this music is being performed by men who are around 35 years old. We should all hope to be this pissed at 35. Go rock.

'The Sacrament of Holy Matrimony' service book, with commentary by Very Rev. John Meyendorff

That was fucking rad. Good on you, mate!

Dude, you clowns need to chill on the buddy-buddy agreeing shit. Sounding like a couple of them homosex'ls or something. Yeesh.