rbw1966

I can always climb more; you'll always be stupider than a bucket of snot. "stupider"?

An interesting writer. Have you read "The Periodic Table"? Levi wrote "Il sistema periodico" in 1975--a collection of short stories. In english: The Periodic Table

Jrace: I took randonnee's thread here as informing the climbing community of bad customer service that he received at LMS. I didn't see it as an opening for debate. Frankly, myself and others see some value in relating ones buying experience from various retailers as evidenced by this very forum on Cascadeclimbers. I wish people would post more favorable experiences to balance out the negative but it is what it is. I've never been in LMS, nor do I know Randonnee so I don't have any dog in this fight but I do know that I will consider Randonnees experience next time I am in Lworth and needing gear. There are two sides to every story of course and I would love to hear LMS's side but I don't see anything in Randonnee's posts that would be extreme, over the top or slanderous. He's handling it a lot better than I would.

Yeah, he'll send it back when he's all "done" with it. It might be a little sticky though.

He probably tells her all about the titty-bars and binge drinking too. Time to upgrade to FriendXP.

I'm out--work.

Is Larry Harpes the guy that worked at the Bagdad with Mark and climbed Space with Pink?

The guy I was talking about is not in that picture.

Ivan--I packed it up and went home because I had gut-wrenching diarhea from the day before. One another of my earlier trips to the Rock, I was climbing free for all which is pretty much a solo until you get to the top of the pillar. I remember getting almost there and looking down to see my friend Matt, who was sitting at the base directly below me, get up and move away. Another confidence inspiring moment.

One of my first times out at Beacon I was belaying Opdyke who was supposed to be showing me how to set gear. By the time he got to the first belay three nuts had spiraled down the rope. Not exactly inspiring. After screaming "up rope" a bazillion times I arrive at the belay to see Jim burning one. No hands on the rope. Another time, I don't remember who I was climbing with (way hungover from the night before) but we were there to join the big party on the ledge. As I am thruxing my way up the SE corner, Pink comes soloing past me with a haul-bag full of PBR on his back. I packed it up and went home. One more: I don't remember his name (Pink probably does) but there was this head-banger who was always out at Beacon and regaling us with stories of his bisexual girlfriend and their sexual exploits. He was a frequent soloist and had little patience for slow-moving parties clogging the routes. He would ask to climb through them and if they refused he would do so anyway and then throw rocks down on them.

The Dolls played in PDX about a year or so ago. Played all of about 40 minutes. I was reminded that spandex is not suitable for some--especially anorexic, geriatric punk singers.

You'll be happy to know Camper Van AND Cracker are playing a NYE show at the Doug Fir.

Be sure and park another car at Tline this time.

Hwy 35 re-opened in both directions.

Its about time Russ started making stuff again.

+1 That looks ridiculously fun!

Exactly. Highs of 27 forecasted for Saturday. Get ready for the stampede.

This was a pineapple express.

What? No smoking out with a ranger?

Narrated by Chewbacca? "hold my beer and watch this!"

Husker Du

Well shit, if Winter is going to be there I will try and come as well.

pitching a tent will never be the same

Did you bring a loofah?

I'll give you a 7.5 on the 10-point rant scale. You need to infuse it with more profanity but you do get extra points for the use of "hoity-toity" which has nearly become extinct from the lexicon. What I find equally annoying/amusing is the use of the prefix "Dr." by those without a medical doctorate. I recently had to deal with an attorney who was a chiro and went by "Dr. Aaron DeShaw, Esq." And guess what--he's a personal injury plaintiff's attorney. Or the Ph.D. who insists you address him as "Dr." Cheers! p.s. No offense intended Dr. Layton.