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from velonews: "Marco Pantani died of a heart attack and showed signs of cerebral edema and lung damage, according to initial reports from an autopsy carried out in Italy on Monday."

nobody ever accused me of being a good dad. 'deadbeat' yes. anyhow i know enough bout that parenthood shit to realize that you cant choose much for your kids future. but that is cool you let your kid play with your gear. that drool and shit will fuck with the cam springs though.

i aint one for politeness. but i reckon a 'thank you' to all members of 'the Senate Energy & Natural Resources Committee' and to local reps would be kina smart. anyone know the emails or how to get it?

mowich face in june?

the gallon jug o milk trick is the ticket. but non-stick cookin spray lasts longer than wd40.

i wont cut and paste the article. you will have to register with the latimes to read it. it is worth the trouble. check the slides too. http://www.latimes.com/features/outdoors/la-os-fitzroy17feb17.story

right on.

i read an article in todays latimes about las vegas being a destination for suicides. reminded me of that story posted here bout seeing the jumper. here is an exerpt from the times: 'Every year, desperate men and women make the pilgrimage to the gambling capital to kill themselves. More than once a month, a visitor commits suicide here, according to Clark County Coroner records dating to October 1998. By comparison, in Atlantic City, N.J., about one-third as many nonresidents took their lives during that period. "They pick Las Vegas and kill themselves," former Clark County Coroner Ron Flud said. "It's a fact." But saying exactly why is not so straightforward. Experts and family members have their thoughts — from the city's culture of anonymity to despair, in some cases, over gambling losses. But each case is different. As one suicide note said, "Here there are no answers."' that shit is at odds with the feeling i get when i visit las vegas. climbing in red rocks makes me want to live: i place more pro than i would in granite. suicide seems like such a permanent solution to temporary problems. sucks for sure. peace and love all.

personally for 5.10 cracks a supertight shoe dont add much in the way of performance. i go for all day comfort. i have blue kaukulators. on the third fukin resole. i reckon i will have to try the la sportiva mega as a replacement. i like the ankle bone cover. low top shoes tend to dig into my achilles to the point of blister. fuk that noise. friends swear by their old scarpa dominators. not many high top climbing shoes around anymore.

espera te cabron. estoy pensamiento.

i am floored. sad news. the pirate is dead. long live the pirate.

i would avoid europe in august. but then again i would avoid most of europe at any time of year. spain is bitchin. italy is tolerable. fuk the rest. btw: which fukin alps you going to?

double ropes instead of a single line. i aint ever been screwed trying to retreat with just one rope but i still trend towards carrying two. superstition i reckon.

'rallys'. riight. bet you get the kiddies to soccer practice real fast.

dammit.

that car is for driving to get beer. you can guess the brand.

no good comes outta death in the mountains. my condolences to friends and family of the dead.

whatya look like so i can recognize you? me? i look sorta like ted kazynski and babe ruth and marvin gaye all wrapped up into one sexilicious hardclimbing package. baby.

i reckon it is the same sheila that was shuttling bribe money to nigeria for dick cheneys halliburton. shes apples mate.

go down to ocean beach and traverse the retaining wall. then watch the sun set and smoke a fatty and drink a tallboy.

goggles. and condoms.

i use a battery powered coffee mill to grind my beans when i visit wilderness areas. i am a rebel.

sounds like the perfect excuse to peddle some bogus e. oh yeah.

good on ya.

trying to look sexy just dont cut it when walking onto a jobsite to ask for work.