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They tried to steal the truck but it wouldn't start... Long live "The BEAST"!

Also, I don't recall the specifics, but I remember my dad (a retired insurance sales person) telling me that after so much time (2 years) they cannot deny a policy for reasons stated initially when the policy was purchased. In other words, don't die on Rainier before the two year rule goes in effect (or whatever the time frame is). Again, as usual, I could be totally talking out my arse and mis-remembering the details.

It's probably that John Freih guy, I hear he does a lot of that Smash n Grab stuff. Really, fawk'n tweakers. That sucks.

Hellz yeah!

May as well spread the love and hang here for a the overflow party. I'll be camping Sat night but not sure about Friday. Jimmy has a clean bed here if he wants one...

My Kids Skiing. (Don't do it enough either. Didn't even get one day in this season but I'm getting the itch to make it a bigger priority again.) Photography Cooking/Sushi Gardening/putzing around my yard Live Music/Dancing (If you can call it that.) Fishing (Again, I'd like to do more.) Yard Sale-ing/Treasure Hunting Woodworking Craft Stuff Wasting Time Being Overly Lazy Trail Running/Exercise Yoga/Pilates/Jiu Jitsu (Still just dabbling in all of these but would like to put more time in.) Beer I just seemed to have lost the passion and desire to climb regularly. When I was married for eleven years, I always figured if I did end up divorced, I would disappear into the mountains on a six month climbing bender. When it actually happened, all I wanted to do was pull weeds and work on my yard/gardens. Very therapeutic, pulling weeds from the root. Also a good metaphor for the struggles in life. My ex was the big gardener and I just built the beds and such for her. Once she was gone, I found I really wanted to keep growing my own and such. Since I'm on the road most of the time for work, when I am off, I'd much rather spend time at home with my kids and catching up on all the overdue chores that pile up in my absence. I still get the urge to climb, just not as passionate as I used to be. My saying used to be "I like to live vicariously through myself." I guess I have to do it through others here nowadays. But I'm OK with that. On Sunday, I'm headed home for two weeks, WOOT!

Perhaps your guilty by association?

Let it ride! : )

The older I get, the more I try to stack the odds from coming up... Never the less, if my card is pulled, fate is fate...

When your number comes up, your number comes up. Stats be damned...

Yet, I still look both ways when crossing the street...

Life does not equate to statistics. Some have divine luck. Others don't.

Nice, this is exactly the type of thing that is causing some of us to lose interest and cause Usage at CC.com in Decline ... I've been much more focused on my new, maybe not so soon to be in the Olympics sport, of PINBALL DANCING. Combining the hand eye coordination of keeping the pinball alive, whilst simultaneously, get'n giggy with whatever the jukebox spits out. Be careful, however, I once got punched in the face, the only time I've ever been coldcocked, for pushing the envelope of dance and the recently ancient nerdism of pinball. Coming to a pub near you!!!

NICE, Rad!

Same goes for gear leads. Or any risky endeavor. I know nowadays, I'm second guessing my abilities and if I should run it out. I'm sure that has a lot to do with rarely getting out and losing my head. So to speak.

Yet, somehow, I manage to be alive around 27.23598257% of the time...

I'm living proof stats are bullshite... Statistically, I'm supposed to be dead 1000% of the time.

Although, I still have an eye on the 5D...

It's mine, all mine, my precious. BWAHAHAA!

Does this mean I can't solo 5.6 anymore? As usually, stats confuse me.

I know for me, personally, I take far less risks when climbing than I did in my youth. I'm sure it's pretty common that with age and more scary incidents near to you, the more one will back it down a notch. I'm not as "invizable" as I was when I was 20-something. Having kids changes your perspective more than anything. Seems I still thrive on some sort of risk to stave off the boredom of ordinary and sanitized life, however. In the end, you gotta "get back on that horse" if you want to press beyond the times that scared you into a more sensible pace of action. (IMHO)

define BIGWALL Insert Pink Solo Littlewing...

POST PUBCLUB POST BOMB... I miss all the fun...

Plenty of parking though!!!

Please don't tell me Olyclimber was hawking a nice camera? : )