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No grooming. I like 'em dirty.
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Unless its aid climbing in the rain. Then drinking wins.
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Sweet TR! What a trip--lucky dogs! Looking forward to the next installment.
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I've gotten some mileage out of gear. But the plans I have for future escapades will require more training. Arch Practice makes perfect for those sexcapades. Keep on practicing. Sweetheart, a little BDSM lesson for you: Training: Either referring to a short period of time (a scene) or an ongoing effort of the Dom/me teaching the sub how to act. Can either be a playful thing or a serious thing, depending on the couple.
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It's a pantry. It was the original miner's cabin. the door connects to my kitchen.
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I've gotten some mileage out of gear. But the plans I have for future escapades will require more training.
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tempering ego with caution (for fun and profit)
archenemy replied to rob's topic in Rock Climbing Forum
1. clarify what we are talking about: Are you asking for the ability to discern the difference between emotions you are feeling while climbing? 2. ask why What do you plan to get out of knowing these differences? Will they help you communicate with other climbers better? Or will they help you feel like you have more control over these emotions? What do you want to get out of this discussion? 3.Define general terms: bold = not hesitating in the face of danger or percieved danger reckless = to be unconcerned about the consequences of some action fear = a distressing emotion aroused by impending danger, evil, pain, etc., whether the threat is real or imagined; caution = alertness and prudence in a hazardous situation; care; wariness confidence = full trust; belief in the powers, trustworthiness, or reliability of a person or thing reasonable = agreeable to reason or sound judgment; logical 4 define your specific terms that you wish to compare: confident boldness = having full trust in yourself, your partner, your gear, whatever that allows you to move without hestiation even when faced with scary stuff. reckless = to be unconcerned about the consequences of some action resonable caution = logical alertness to perceived or actual danger fear = an emotional reaction to stuff that scares you. 5. try out one answer to your question. Q1: how can I tell the difference between confident boldness and recklessness? A1: confident boldness requires trust; recklessness requires that you be removed from the outcome or the consequences of your actions. So do you feel like you trust yourself, your partners, and your gear and can therefore accomplish more than you would freesoloing? Or do you feel like those people don't matter to you nor does your own safty or climbing outcome matter, then you can be considered reckless. Q2 How can I tell the difference between reasonable caution and fear? A2 when you are assessing a move, do you find yourself using a logical alertness to assess your situation? Or do you feel like the pit in the bottom of your stomach is not going to let you move any further? In both cases it sounds like you shift between your head and your heart. Your head tells you that you are safe and can make this just fine. But your heart gets all a twitter and wants to go home to mama. Ain't climbing fun? -
I got 'em, use 'em, love 'em.
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Phrases that make my blood boil (thanks to Maddox) Ever hear someone quote some hackneyed proverb or some stupid expression they read on a greeting card somewhere, which causes you to think: "man, what a stupid bitch, I would love nothing more than to bludgeon her head against the wall"? Sure, we all have. These are a collection of some of the phrases that piss me off most. May or may not be: Ever hear someone say "that may or may not be the case," as if there's some hidden third possibility that we weren't aware of? Thanks for pointing out the only two possibilities in the universe shit-cock. These are the worst kind of people to talk to because they try so hard to be open-minded that it sounds like the debate in a political science class where no opinion is too stupid for the professor to consider and the same fat kid keeps raising his hand to tell you his dumb ideas about free market capitalism as you fantasize about repeatedly stomping his face into a jar. I hate talking to open-minded people. They're the same kind of people who emphasize every other word when they type as if you can somehow hear their obnoxious cadence in your head, for example: "we didn't go to the store, but we DID buy a cake." Cool it Shatner, we don't read in the same voice you speak. Well that's just your opinion: Well that's just your opinion LOL!!11111one This one pisses me off just thinking about it. If you slit my throat right now you'd get shot in the eye with boiling blood. Any time you say something sucks around someone who disagrees, they try to validate their taste in shitty music/movies/clothing by reminding you that you still only speak for yourself, as if their opinions are in jeopardy of being monopolized by your own. Everyone already knows it's my opinion by virtue of the fact that I said it, no need to restate the obvious you dopey twat. I'm a child at heart: Yeah, you're a child at heart, just as soon as children start going to work every day to rot in a cubicle for a meager pay check so they can drink their troubles away in a shitty bar for the rest of their lives. Unless you're an astronaut, secret agent, vampire hunter, or all three, you're probably a sellout; screw you. Nobody wanted to be a regional director of sales or an investment banker when they were kids. On top of that, nobody thinks you're cute or funny by stating you're a "child at heart" on your stupid online profile that you created because you're a boring middle-aged loser with sagging tits and yellow nails who survives off greasy TV dinners every night as you contemplate the exact moment your life became such a miserable shit hole. But hey, don't take my word for it. After all, passing by "Cartoon Network" as you're flipping through channels technically makes you a "child at heart." Either that or the world's oldest virgin. Strangers are just friends waiting to happen: Yeah, either that or rape in a dark alley waiting to happen. Hmmmmm / Uhhhhh: Next time you ask someone a question, look for the trademark sign of an idiot: the "hmmmmm" noise they make while they're thinking. It's especially noticeable when you go to a restaurant and the waitress asks what you want to drink; there's always some fickle fingered asshole thumbing through the menu, sounding off like a moron with "uhhhhhh...." as if the waitress is just going to walk away without taking your order if you don't give her an audible cue that you are still breathing. These are the same type of people who repeat the question you ask them to buy time when they don't know the answer, hoping you won't notice that they're stalling. You don't need to make a sound while your five good neurons crank out the next malformed sentence from your cretaceous skull, numb nuts. Some of the best things in life are free: Yeah? Well so are some of the worst, and I don't see anyone throwing a party when they get cancer. The grass is always greener on the other side: If the grass is greener on the other side, then the guy with the greener grass doesn't think your grass is greener now does he, asshole? The message that this proverb is trying to stumble through is that everything always looks more attractive when you don't have it. I'm sure there are millionaires crying themselves to sleep every night because they don't live in a trailer park. Just face it: sometimes nobody envies you. There has to be a bottom and that bottom is probably you.
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His coat was very dark, shiny, and rich looking. I do have a bear license for this year, but I'll take your advice and wait. Unless I see that guy again. Is it possible that the coat can look really good now but then not hold up well?
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I think I agree with your first paragraph, chucK. What does come to mind is a quote from the 11worth ethics thread, "Don't shit on the sidewalk and expect me to step around it", but I don't know if that anti-bolting sentiment is shared with a midway anchor. As for your second paragraph, I don't know that I would feel good about trying to keep people off the second, harder part of a climb by not letting them escape off the first, easier part. It seems like a selfish reason to not allow a midway anchor. Unfortunately, that conflicts with my feelings about not bolting lines by cracks just to make the climb more accessible to non-trad climbers. Essentially, it is the same argument, no? And I certainly agree that the FAist has a say and that the route is already established and therefore shouldn't be altered (even with a midway anchor that I would personally/selfishly like to benefit from) without the nod from the FAist. I don't know if midway anchoring (without discussion first) is an accepted practise here in WA--I know I don't consider that acceptable. Do others?
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Ultra Brutal. Speaking of bolts. We should remove that manky tunnel door and the bolts holding together the rock above it. Who knows, all the rock fall could make some nice routes eventually You mean that first big bolt thingy is off route?
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Yes, b/c that means your placement technique sucks.
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nut tool works just as well.
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Nice rack.
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Ultra Brutal.
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The muslim/Islamic community is growing rapidly in Denmark. The differences in culture are so striking that the Danes are absolutely pissed and ready to tell them to get the fuck out. It is strange hearing my family talk that way--they are the typical open minded scandinavians. But even they have had enough. I don't think I have any point with this post, just thought I'd share.
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Noted. Bolting cracks is bullshit. Removing them causes damage and then they get rebolted and the argument starts all over. Why is this happening? Safety? Scaredycats? What? And why do folks assume that when a person wants to climb the crack as it is (unbolted), that they are looking for some ego trip rather than just looking for some good crack? I don't get it.
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If I'm not bruised and bloodied, you're not done.
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The cyclist uses a lot of big words. That may have frustrated the cop.
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So I wasted my money on my new hobnails? Shit.