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I understand man, re reading what I wrote at 4 am I did gloss it up a bit. there was one point in the middle of the 45 minutes where the guy started screaming stuff about me being a fag across the room and I just ignored him with some other people and pet this super mellow yellow lab. saying, "whoa this is a nice dog" as he's screaming "you're going to let a girl fight for you dude?". fist fight at a bike race? did they catch you doping or something?

and no I did not, I still offered to help replace it and do some clean up around the house. They refused my offer. I guess it's idiotic to help out other people.

Thanks for the concern rob, I am an idiot and an asshole, along with many of my friends, I think I handled this situation pretty perfectly given the circumstances. he confronted me twice in a 45 minute period, maybe 5 minutes each, the end of the second one I headed out. I just found out from my buddy that his friends had been giving him shit all day, telling him that he couldn't fight anyone because he'd get his ass kicked, so I think he saw me and just singled me out to puff his chest up. I didn't leave because there were no attractive older women in my dorm room. Even after he shoved me I didn't think he was going to actually swing, and if he did someone would grab him pretty quick if I hadn't already smashed his stupid drunken face into a table, or broke a folding chair over his head (WWA style).

beautiful Butte. That angel or whatever overlooking the massive portal to hell is so reassuring. the fact that the naked and crazy days will eventually have to end saddens me. I will carry that torch for as long as I am able. I don't want to be that old dude swinging his dick around in public, even though he's probably having an absolutely awesome time.

I don't know if you're getting the impression that this was some kind of super sketchy rowdy party, it was not. like maybe 30 people hanging out having a good time, but still reserved, no naked dancing or crazy shit like that. That is why I was so surprised when someone was so suddenly up in my face. A brawl would have been completely out of place.

Oh this guy was a total lone ranger, everyone was telling him to back off. A couple dudes told him that they were going to kick the shit out of him if he didn't cut it out. The entire time I was just trying to diffuse the situation, introducing myself, asking him what his problem with me was (you're a faggot). Telling him to mellow, no one is trying to fight right now. Having to deal with the cops was the last thing I wanted to have to do, so I just took most of it and tried to talk him down. I think I handled the situation as well as I could. Fighting him just wasn't worth it, like even if I did kick his ass, then what? I fought some dude over the fact I was playing pong with some woman. so stupid. I'm not gonna gain any friends going that route.

I was just waiting for him to swing, but the guy never did. I don't want to throw the first punch even if they're asking for it. This can probably all be blamed on the imbalance in the male and female population in bozeman, where playing pong with a girl is that easily interpreted as an act of war. haha the guy said he was "calling me out for having my hands on her" I guess passing a ping pong ball is really intimate contact.

So I just got back from a climbing buddies house party. I only knew my buddy, and so I was just hanging out and being friendly, ended up playing beerpong with this cute girl (I figure she must be in her late 20's, pretty exciting for a 19 year old, practically milf status) anyway before the game can get going at all this dude starts talking shit to me (younger brother of the girls ex boyfriend). the guy is maybe 5'8" and 160. I'm 6'6' and 200. was I right in not kicking the shit out of him in someone else's house and giving him multiple chances to not look like a fool? the dude slammed me up against a window, breaking it in the process (I offered to replace it). I continually told him to back off, I didn't know him and didn't want to make a scene, but he kept on going at me. should I have just swung at him and broken his stupid little skull, or was my decision to let him call me a pussy/faggot the right one? the guy was trying to fight me for at least 45 minutes. I would have left earlier, but I figured he'd just follow me out of the party and I'd end up having to kick the shit out of him in the street. (dealing with cops at 3 am isn't very chill, especially with a body at your feet) lets hear your best barroom brawl stories. Should douchebags be met head on with their uncalled for aggression or not? I want to know...

I've got two copies of private dancer, really cool guidebook! equal parts art to guidebook.

climbing at index is kinda fun without a guidebook. you can bum info from other people about certain walls, head up to them, and climb whatever looks good. after a season or two you'll have your own guidebook in your head.

here ya go! http://www.amazon.com/Sky-Valley-Rock-Climbs-Skyomish/dp/0967853109

I never claimed to be original. Having a house/shack in Index would be hard to beat. live up there whenever it's dry and be close to leavenworth if the weather does get damp. The social scene might be a little drab, or meth filled. However the locals I've talked to have all been nice and friendly. Camped next to a few shitfaced guys from the area who tried to sell us a couple oz. we declined. in the morning one of them was hanging half out of the tent, which was partially collapsed.

oh, and the fact that I can purchase a firearm, drive a 5000 pound car at 80 miles an hour, vote, and go kill people in the middle east, while still not being able to legally drink a beer is ridiculous. that and the fact that the cop that gave me an MIP (blew a 0.000) told me that they didn't care as long as we were drinking in the dorms makes me hate america (or at least the bozeman police force).

learning how to drink before you have access to a car is so important, thankfully I started early, otherwise I might've wrapped my parents car around a tree, or at the very least gotten a DUI. drinking age at 16, driving at 18. needs to happen.

moved out of washington and am loving it. Oh sorry, that doesn't fit the criteria for the original question.

There is a select group of women who behave the opposite. if that's true I have yet to meet them. the instant I mention something about sleeping in the back of a car and not showering for weeks with other dudes I find myself far removed from any female companionship.

can't wait for the video. MF direct is on the list

I've been climbing at index forever and somehow have yet to try sagittarius, it's on the list for this year! I'll keep that beta in mind if I go for the full sag, thanks sol.

I just read an outside article (can't remember who wrote it, probably the beers) about a dude who put up runout sketchfests while high as a kite on anti anxiety meds. he also described how hard it was to wean himself off the meds and the various relapses he had. don't drunks usually survive car crashes because they go limp and not react to the impact? I heard that statistic somewhere... Could transfer to big climbing falls.

I started belaying my dad on multipitch when I was 12. He just tied me in and didn't fall. 7 years later it's changed, I tie him down and do most the leading, watching me run it out makes him nervous. Also I get to carry the rope, rack, and food bag, he calls me sherpa. I've gotten very good at jabbing him in the ribs while still remaining mostly asleep myself when he is snoring away in the tent, bring some earplugs for your kids sake. Still, every climbing trip I do with him is a great time and I look forward to many more in the future. here's a precious moment captured on film from a few years back. contemplating the rappel with the waeschle brothers, August 2009 in the Needles

ahhhh, that kind of "climbing". shoulda said something about velcro gloves!

Is that because your ass works just fine? the sorostitutes of phi bitea dicka work the best...

Its always climbing season in Montana I've slacked off on the climbing for the last month or so, putting together a research project to keep me busy next year. But yeah you're right. Only time I've experienced constant rockfall at a sport crag was on gallatin limestone with the snow melting up above. kinda like spindrift, but with rocks.

ya think?

rock shoes polish the rock too, especially when wielded by noobs. the hip belay was standard for years, and although I've never caught a leader fall with one myself there are plenty of stories of catches of huge falls. look on supertopo. Teaching beginners how to hip belay though, not really sure about that. especially with the rope running under the armpits. my suggestion is to climb somewhere else, I try and stay away from those spots because there are often hords of guided clients tring the shit out of everything.