Raindawg

How about cleaning up our own messy crags at home first before going on overseas adventures?

Catbird-dude: I didn't understand a word you said, boy. What kinda students you got? You one of them Mountaineers "professors"?

ala Schuldt: HEY EVERYBODY, WHERE'S THE NEXT PUBE CLUB GOING TO BE? P.S. Sorrey I can't make it, I'm on my bike becuase I dont have a carr. Klimbers 4 Kerry: give the man another chance

Since we're doing some name-droppin': Very random: Tatoosh Range 1997. I climbed Pinnacle Peak, was belaying the second up. Another climber popped up on the east ridge and started belaying his second up. We started shooting the shite. (I use the latter word alot.) He told me he just got back from Mt. Baker. He was climbing in the Cascades on the Coleman Glacier. I said “holy shite, my roommate just got back from there and was also climbing on the Coleman. He and three others put up the FFA on there route they called the Snot Walk, on the Roman Nose” He said also said “holy shite”, because the guy I started a conversation with was Big Lou, one of the four team members on that trip. I told him I was living with one of his partners. What a small world. We randomly met on top of a peak in the middle of no where. Very nice guy, three years later Big Lou was still KING!

The best wymen's I've met been climbin'-wymens! This gurl rightcheer says she digs my Chouinard-lovin' purse-son-ality! I met these two Betty's...twins, no less, at the gym/Jim. Nuff said...CLIP AND GO!!!! Hotcha! Belay me PLEASE! This gurl, however, dropped me belaying with one of them crap Gri-Gri things because she was too busy combing her hair! Never again! Pass! Safety first!

This young lady seems to be a likely candidate for a special cosmetic procedure: Butt Bleaching

He just got back yesterday and extends an alpine High Five to his buddy pope for speaking for many of us. A follow up to the hair-auction report: me 'n pope wrote a parody letter to the editor of Climbing or Rock & Ice or whoever published that choice little news item. We mentioned that an uncircumsized climber-dude we know ("Tommy") was going to get clipped and auction off his foreskin to raise money for the Access Fund. The magazine published our letter although I'm not sure if "the mohel was met" or how many shekels it might have generated. And as for that pompous "Manifesto" dwaddle: I saw the guy years ago at a meeting of the American Alpine Club. For his "lecture", he came out on stage and announced that he was going to do something really controversial here at the traditional ol AAC! He sat down on floor and gave a stretching demonstration... Please! I hope he paid his own airfare. What! You gotta own some of that Verve crap to be a climber? Read their little info page and see why some of us run away at the mere thought: V3RV3: We so hip und o-ganic! Christian Griffith? BIG LOU HE'S NOT!

Hey eavesdropping sushi-chomper: how about not listening to other people's conversations? Were they two teenage girls gossiping? V9....is that like V8 with extra-sprouts? Sit-start! Sounds like you should be concentrating on YOUR OWN chopsticks while you dip into that plate of Crunchy Frog in Happy Sauce.

Someone say, "sisters"?

Good idea, but while you're at it, make sure you also clean up some of the mess left by other CLIMBERS out there. Thanks.

Still drunk. this time in Cairo, land o' da pharaohs and such, going on almost two weeks now. can't....wait.....for.....some.....real suds! Egyptians....couldn't climb their way out of a wet paper bag. Oy! your pal, - Dwayner,,,,,,uhhh, RAINDAWG!

No contest: Big Lou wins, without question. P.S. 'pope' would probably be offended that he wasn't factored into your weak equation.

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I'm in London and I'm drunk! Had some Treakston's 'Old Peculiar' plus several pints of some other nonsense I can't recall. Just had a chat with a local wino who shared the following: - he loves the Beach Boys, - he finds the music of Elvis pleasant but not particularly inspiring, - Ringo Starr was the musical free-loader of the Beatles, and - he wonders why so many talented people have died young (e.g. Jim Morrison) yet Keith Richards survives into his sixties, even after recently falling out of a coconut tree! I must agree on all counts. carry on, - Dwayner......uh.uh..uh...'Raindawg'!

Moderators: please move this post to "Cafe' Sensitivioso". Thank you. P.S. Happy Birthday from the Olson Twins:

That's our girl on the lower right, giving a manual "high five, wuz up!" from outer space to all her sport-climbin' brudda's and sista's! "Clip 'n go!" In space, no one can hear you peeing.

BIG LOU vs. any and all of you. BIG LOU wins, without question!

And they's great for speeding down the highway to confront your love-rival! I think we should find out if she wuz wearin' official NASA government-issued space-diapers during this whole escapade, and if so, charge her with abuse of federal property and tax-payers' money!

WHO GOTTA PEE? I DO! HERE....I......GO! WEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!

One wild story! And she wore adult diapers for the long drive, just like they do on the Space Shuttle! NASA....sign me up! Love-Starved Space-Babe Our Hero! Sprayin' on a li'l extraterrestrial Daiper-Fresh! Don't be messin' wid her man!

Why yes I am! Go ahead ask this guy: What say? "ignorant blather", sir? "drivel", sir? I've been involved with this site under various manifestations since 2001 and brought for your enrichment such gems as: - Big Lou Haiku; - the story of the epic "Cirque Expedition" during which "pope" crapped on his girlfriend's sleeping bag; - endless informative rants about how lame sport-climbing is; - news of Big Lou sightings; - loads of quality advice on how to improve Lambone's climbing gym by employing burned-out ex-climbers as party clowns; - dramatic images of playwright Tom Stoppard pondering and then arguing the VERY IMPORTANT leashless ice-tool question: Pondering Arguing I've also contributed exciting pictures of drunks: There's a great place to climb in Renton. My girlfriend, Amber, whom I met on this site, took me there and I climb there all year 'round because it's overhanging granite with loads of cracks! You should be "Bone Jr." The original "bone" was Mr. Lambone, who opened an exciting climbing gym somewhere in Oregon. But since he's rarely around here, I suppose you can usurp the coveted title of the bone... Just don't start calling yourself "Big Lou"

dude....I don't know who you are, but all that I can say is that over the last few months you have been....UBIQUITOUS...you're everywhere, dude! you started out kind of naive, asking odd sorts of questions that someone really experienced wouldn't ask...but what the heck...we all want to learn new stuff...but then you started getting mean...joining the dark-side...telling people to "STFU" like the badder mouths on cc.com....I kind of liked you the way you were...but I'd rather like it more if you spent less time on the computer and would instead, GO OUT AND GET SOME FRESH AIR! Then come back if you've got something especially funny, insightful or genuine to contribute...really, try to resist your mean side that we've all watched emerge and show us a "Kevbone" that we can truly appreciate. P.S. What does big, jumbo, lactating mama got t'do wid anything? (No you aren't REQUIRED to answer that....maybe the speculation be more fun.) sincerely, - Raindawg

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