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I was on the crux of an FA and the only move left to try was a dyno for what looked like a jug three feet above my reach. My last piece of pro was like fifteen feet below me and it was sketch at best... if I whipped that fucker would blow sure and I'd deck out on a big ledge fifty feet down. I had to go for it, there was no other choice other than push off to try to clear the ledge and hope the belay anchors and my partner held. Fuck it. I coiled like a pissed-off cobra and lunged for the jug. My hand landed on the neck of a and we both fell to our deaths... ...little bastard tried to have his way with me before we cratered.

That's great!

Hmm. Gay marriage and slab climbing. Gay marriage suggests crack climbing.

Eight miles in to the Cirque of the Towers from Big Sandy Trailhead. Once you're at the Cirque, every footstep will have been worth it.

Just goes to show even mentally-disturbed anti-semites can make beautiful music...at times; some of it is too dark for me.

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You were screwin' upside-down on a ropeswing?! You're one talented SOB!

That would be "poseur". Happens to be of the name of the mountains outside my window.

OK No, my education says the New fulfills the Old; it does not "supersede", diminish, nor cast-aside the Old. I like that... it disallows "Christians" from off-handedly dismissing and reckoning with the characteristics of the God they say they believe in. Knotzen: The greater question is, does God/goddess/the gods exist? And would he/she/they give a flying fuck that earthlings are bashing each other? It's people's belief of who God is, and their "relationship" to God that causes the trouble. We'd all be better off being agnostics, like me. You don't see me going around blowing up buses. Although I occasionally feel like punching someone in the face. Archenemy: Obviously, you have the Answer. Who knew that simply being noncommital would solve everything? It sure works well in relationships between individuals, of course it will work in relationships among groups.If by "noncommittal" you describe being "true to one's self" above loyalty and obedience to any club, institution, or codified faith, then I agree. However, I believe the effect you describe to be best served by the term "non-judgmental"; semantics perhaps, but I think not. It is abandonment of the mechanism of non-judgmentalism that answers the ubiquitous question “why can’t we all get along?”. Anthropomorphism of a state, quality, force, diminishes the sublime. Most of us long for more of the snippets of joy and peace we find in art, music, wilderness, “fun” activity, and unconditional (non-judgmental) love; there is beauty in these moments and there is no sweeter cup. There is nothing more fulfilling than the ineffable awe that sweeps us away in the poignant wave of crushing Beauty, leaving inexplicable tears of joy as its only earthly mark of passing. These experiences defy quantification in terms of time and space; it is the foundation of the phrase “timeless beauty”…and we can’t get enough of it. We experience a “flow” when involved that often causes us to lose track of time (our involvement need not be in an activity we love for this effect to occur). There is hardly a greater punishment than boredom; time slows to an unbearable crawl. “Doing time” is part of the modern lexicon for incarceration. Mostly, we must consult a timepiece or observe the sky to assess the progress of time; we have no innate accurate measure of the temporal and know the most joy when, coincidentally, it is lost. We experience more contentment, satisfaction, edification, and the feeling of being “at home”, in a timeless state than when time-bound. Webster’s definition of “eternal” is “having infinite duration” or “endless”, but, for me, in this instance, “the absence of time” is appropriate. We are “at home” in the absence of time. I do not know that the recognition of Beauty and Timelessness connotes an eternal (non-temporal) being. I only know what I experience and that the woes of the world manifest due to its lack. In essence, the experience of Beauty and Timelessness cannot be transferred or conveyed; to an extent, it may be shared…but the power and magnitude of an experience can be known only by each. It is in this place that true faith, love, joy, inimitable and unique to the bearer, resides within and the hope of the world is borne. …and where a God, by any other name, smells as sweet. Editted to include: This post serves as well in the "Your Avatar" thread of the Climbers forum.

Yeah, the employments of yogurt beyond ingestion have been amply applied in my household of three women. Contralto sopranos with vibratos so wild they stray off-key (imo) drive me up the wall.

seeking solace in the arms of a nursemaid.

Tried yogurt?

Yeah, we need graemlins for: S&M muff-diving foot-fetish bestiality sodomy I guess the works for fellatio ...oh yeah, the climbing pertinent elements, too, if there's extra available...

I'm so freakin' glad I don't need to deal with this shit... games like this are a waste. Climbers are no less insightful (inciteful;)) than "ministers of the cloth" or...anyone.

Yes, examining individual's responses to calamity are, imo, the better part; though, I doubt all would remember or elucidate as clearly as you.

That's the nicest thing I've been called in years... If only more people knew it as a term and quality of endearment...

If we were having this discussion face-to-face, you would be privy to facial expression and vocal inflection. I wouldn't need to express verbally my objections to the cavalier use of pack animals as I imagine you'd discern by your perception of subtlety... ...you being gay and all... Hear me now and believe me later, is there any validity in taking offense other than to fuel vanity?

Minx has to come too. You are incorrigible.

My point in questioning what constitutes "sensible boundaries" is that the qualifying term "sensible", in the end, is arbitrary and differing for each individual and intoxicating substance.

The difference (when there is one, which isn't always the case) favors the prevention of diesel into automotive gasoline tanks.

Oooo baby, that supplies rich possibilities for discussion, but, I'll be mindful of digression. The very tome that supplies your quoted edict describes God commanding the slaughter of thousands including women and children. When is God complicit and not?

"...fat couples rolling their eyes at each other and singing insipid platitudes of love... it's rubbish!" Mozart in the movie "Amadeus"

What makes you think God isn't complicit?

The prevailing "perceptive gay" stereotype is bunk. i'm sorry your boyfriend doesn't send you flowers when you're feeling blue. maybe if you just tell him you want to cuddle... Thanks for the inference given, but au contraire, I don't consider myself gifted in perception.

I've been pondering this scenario and the liability incurred when an $8,000 bill manifests for a blown turbo-diesel engine.