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as in "extremely stupid", which you'd have to be to be afflicted by aforementioned scenario. Nya.

Well, I'm not so sure your information is correct. How much salt would you need to pound into your stomach before such dehydration kicked in? 2 electrolyte pills per hour worth? Um...no. Now, if your stupid enough to be chewing on a chunk of salt lick, OK, I can see it.

McCain recently did a 180 on torture: he no longer supports holding the CIA and private contractors to the Army Field Manual, which prohibits it. So much for the 'principaled' conservative. What a shitbag.

In extreme instances, this can be bad. You can actually dehydrate youself significantly doing this. If you are well hydrated and just simply hyponatremic or lacking other vitamins and minderals, this is fine. If you are dehydrated, this can make it much much worse. This is because water is drawn to the vitamins and minerals wherever they are (osmosis). If you put a high concentration of these things insode your GI tract, you can actually draw the water out of the cells and 3rd spaces and dehydrate yourself even more. I don't allow myself to get dehydrated, so I don't worry about it.

McCain to balance the budget!

What pills or brand do you recommend? I was drinking Acceleraid on the weekeend, and I'm taking a Calcium-Magnesium supplement on occasion called Calm, but forgot to bring it. Endurolytes work well; available at bike shops or on line. Take 1 or 2 per hour during rigorous activity in warmer weather. If you cramp up, take 2; the cramps will be gone within 10 minutes. I prefer pills to the drinks because they're way less hassle, you can always carry them, you don't have to put up with funky tasting shit, and I like to manage water and electrolyte intake separately.

Listen up, you pitbull puppy fucking ass recycling bins. Either learn how to swear, or log your pink socked, anal fissured chub chunnels onto NWhikers.

Speaking of oaths, a bunch of us on the board took an oath to uphold and defend the Constitution of the United States. How about you, FW? Ever take that oath?

That pic was taken at Ocean Shores. Jebus, you're stupid. Perty, though.

If you have to ask, you're too stupid to understand it.

I shouldn't be blamed because you guys are so stupid.

Would you like me to list their latin names?

Anybody who has the opportunity to hold 2 passports and doesn't is a fucking idiot. In this dog eat dog world, hedging your bets is just plain smart.

Over a three day trip to the Sawtooths I spotted 83 species of wildflowers. Anyone who doesn't believe the Cascades isn't a prime chunk of heaven doesn't have their eyes open. There are others, to be sure, but few other places on the planet offer such a breadth of beauty so close to home. And fuck Europe. Ain't no wilderness there. Food's good, though. BTW, while you jaggoffs where discussing my tits, I took 'em to Alaska (with a partner who I met on this fine website), so you can suck my nipples, bitches.

I was coming back from the Sawtooths on the 4th and saw a black bear on the side of Hwy 20. The bear didn't even seem to notice us much...it just kept on munching the roadside perennials, apparently unaware of the anniversary. After that we caught some roadside rocket fire just before Darrington, which seemed to be timed for our arrival. Darrington was apparently was too methed out to have a civic display. As we approached Seattle the density of state troopers pulling drunks out of their cars, ditches, or both increased exponentially. Personally, I hate being around town on the fourth. It's like a fucking zombie movie, only these zombies have already eaten their own brains.

Yeah, good dude for sure, he must have been toast today. Hope you got some mileage in or out of him, I was sorry to have bogged out on him today, but just too beat. I woke up at 3am Friday night, crawled out of my sleeping bag to a light rain and had both legs on my inside thighs cramp up severely. Trying to pee with legs cramping as you stumble around in the dark: hmmm, it's a classic memory that's for sure! Then we again worked the thighs all that day wandering hither and thither. They are still sore now - but the family and I did a short hike up to Hardy Falls with minimal pack weight to work out the kinks today and then I fell asleep like an old man in the easy chair right after dinner. Great day for Beacon! Buy yourself some electrolyte pills for your cramps and STFU already. Jebus. Another fucking clueless sporto.

It depends on what your into. Manned space exploration is political street theatre. Unmanned space exploration is science. With probes orbiting Mars, Jupiter, Saturn, an asteroid, and soon Mercury, and another probe headed for Pluto, the discover of extra solar planets, the great orbiting observatories, and several comet rendezvous, space exploration has been pretty cool in my book since Apollo, excepting the world's most expensive erector set (ISS) and least reliable tinker toy (shuttle).

Holy shit, I saw that same truck and giant Dixie ten years ago when I took my then girlfriend and her Swedish friend, who'd never been to the States before, to good old Ocean Shores for a bit of uniquely American Independence Day beach experience. The look on the Swede's face when she saw the mayhem was priceless. Well, maybe the truck was an older model year, but the flag flown the same way...coincidence? I think not.

The Four Fold Path to Enlightenment: Fold 1 - SEEKING: Donkey Kong and masturbation aren't cutting it. There's got to be more. Fold 2 - DISCOVERY: Sensing your pilgrimage, your sensei in the form of your supervisor at work loans you his copy of "The Five Minute Manager". You experience a profound AHAH! moment on page 4. No need to read any further...he didn't. Fold 3 - JOURNEY: You purchase your own copy of "The Five Minute Manager", and "The Seven Habits of Successful People", and "The Soul of the Machine", and 50 other guides to satori. You display them heavily dog eared and postit-ed...up to page 4, in your cube, between your Coldplay CDs and "Tuesdays with Morrie" Fold 4 - ENLIGHTENMENT: You bolt up at 3:00 a.m: why not condense the wisdom of the universe down to FOUR things, a number you can remember, instead of SEVEN, where you need to recite that stupid mnemonic about Jesus getting a bonus. You change your name from 'Randy' to 'Rand', post your amazing discovery on the interwebs under the avatar "24SevenQuality" to all who have the wisdom to listen, and start climbing hard with a small child duct taped to each calf.

The point is that Obama's a good negotiator and a good money manager, both of which will serve the rest of us well when he destroys The Fossil this fall.

When Captain America throws his panty shield...

Uh....are you gonna tell us who said that? Raffi

Pontius Pilot would make an interesting BBQ guest.

Note to self: start going to church. You funny, girl.

Hook up yer jumper cables and clip 'em to yer tongue. Then take 'em off. Feels good.