Billygoat

Hey Bob, the Ogre is your agenda....

I shower once a week, whether I need it or not.

I think he is reacting to the fact that it's every guys fear that they may like it ehmmic

That's a beautiful thing. Your insight, that is.

When a girl is in love with you, you can do no wrong. If the shine wears off, you are subject to the conundrum....

Telling a guy and making him feel that he is so full of his own fear that he would do that to a woman, or anyone for that matter. You have to be pretty scared to do shit like that. The only way to demean guys is too make them see through their personal myth. Our egos are delicate. Hold up the mirror and brush away the hubris. Or accuse him of being a Republican/Democratic sympathiser depending on his proclivity If you really want to demean a guy, point out his failures.

Not this weekend, how 'bout next week, during the week for you self employed, student, under-employed or trustafian types...

Moved on to Heroin, eh Billy! That is a nice drug but I am saving it for when I am in my eighties. I should have said pot no longer is an ally, it doesn't relax me or enhance my enjoyment of the moment. It actually takes me out of the moment. Lately, it's been tea, and sometimes

I've always noticed this. The ones you hear about are the ones that feel they have to sell themselves or like the attention or both, IMVHO.

Harsh

What, you guys are sweethearts. True

I was pretty lit that night. Thanks for not taking advantage of me. Those pancakes were great! Heck you're the famous one, but I'll let you tell that story...

I believe he got banned. And if he wasn't, he should be.

Last time I ate one of those (actually in the form of zucchini bread, in 1989), my buddy and I went on a long all day alpine adventure and got back to town, still on foot, and he had to go to work. I was still so frickin' ripped and freaked that instead of hitchin a ride back home, I bushwacked seven miles through the woods. I was so high I just couldn't handle other people. My friend had a mind altering experience at work making pizzas With concentrated, extracted pot, you never are sure of the dose the butter contains or which cookie has more than another and by how much. I had that problem with a bag of sugar cubes once Pot no longer does it for me.

I think Metalhead Mojo's post yesterday was over the line and he got what he deserved. That kind of shit has no place here.

Half of my reply is actually "Brush with Celebrity"

I was having a beer in Telluride and this guy suddenly appears and it is Sting. He was in town to by property and build a house I knew cause my friend worked for the architecture firm that was working with him. Anyways, my good buddy, a real joker, blurts out "Hey Look! It's Mick Jagger!" Sting was pissed and left. He ended up not buying a place. The reason he gave the architect was that he didn't like the locals. I served dinner to Jesse Jackson and his family at a small reataurant in south Carolina. My good friend used to date Darryl Hannah and I was at a town park work party with Christy Brinkley. Mojo Nixon kicked me in the head, on purpose, at a Mojo and Skid show in Denver (he apologized between songs and played a request for me) . I know the guys from String Cheese and Leftover Salmon. Everyone I climbed with in Boulder is now famous. And I had Beers with The Jon at the Sausagsefest

I can go but only if Wickwire can come

What, giving a girl the Hot Karl

Not that I helped but that thread should have died awhile back...

This thread won't die

I think I have worked that tape out of my head, I hope

Boy, this whole thread is getting a bit heated. It's all good. Ski locally, get sick, have a blast... "I tested that whole "any skiing is better than no skiing" mantra today, and I'm not sure anymore" DW after returning from a run behind Church Mountain with Steve Barnett, on that rain crust layer we had a few weeks ago. "Holy Shit!!! Did you see that!!!! Fuckin' Cold Smoke!" The Goat after watching this shred betty launching off above as we toured back from Herman Saddle on that awesome, bluebird powder day last Friday

Holy Moley!