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Thanks, Off. It was 4 weeks ago this past Monday. This house just isn't the same without him around here to keep me company. That pic upthread is one of only three pics that I have of him. Y'all've seen the best one, right after he got his stitches out back in 2007. Other than the one upthread, I found another one in a drawer the other day that my son took after I had moved out the house a couple years ago. I don't think there's any more...

Think nothing of it. My work here is done. I'm off to save another planet...

Fuq'n A, that route looks schweet!! ...

You caught the end of the window. You're gonna freeze yer ass off there this weekend...

Hey, shoo, loved the PASSGAS piece! Anytime someone farts in a sleeping bag or in a tent, it's always good for a laugh. You should do a rant on dogs at the crags. And ghettoblasters, too.

Not just at the top. There's a nest of young'ns every year just beyond the elk fence gate on far climber's right of the wall. It's in a big pile of rocks at the last switchback where the trail gets close to the base of the wall where you cut left and head towards the base of the climbs. And they don't have buttons developed yet, so they won't make any noise before they bite you. The pile of rocks makes a natural "handrail" as you climb the "stairs" to the base of the wall, so just beware...

The New was where I made my first trad lead. Well, first lead of any type, for that matter. And it's also where I took my first leader falls. Before I finished my first trad lead...

Do you mean that the uniformed might mistakenly believe I was speaking about American Liberals rather than as an American Liberal? I don't think careful reading supports that interpretation, but feel free to get excited if you want, it is Friday evening. Careful reading is one thing, but maybe you could be a wee more careful in your typing... Although I suppose uniformed could work in your sentence, too, which would bring up some rather interesting imagery...

Gonna take it easy tonight and grill me up some pork loin steaks and baby red taters. I'm gonna get up mui early tomorrow and drive over to Poulsbo to visit my progeny, so I'll prolly only obliterate a couple-three planets tonight...

I was conceived about two weeks later... either on Valentine's Day or my old man's birthday, February 17. I've narrowed it down to those two dates, with my mathematical aptitude and mad detective skillz...

The Day the Music Died...

New saying for 2012! Old saying. Micheal Biehn (as CPL Dwayne Hicks) used it in the second Aliens installment back in the mid-80s. It got a lot of "airplay" by the kewl kidz back then after the movie grew its following.

Just watched the Gwen Cooper YouToob of that. You're right, Doug, I'll have to get that book. Thanks for the tip!

Oh, man, that's so sad that he'd go and shoot himself. Permanent solution to a temporary problem... I loved that show when I was a kid. Although I didn't watch it every weekend, I did watch it a fair bit.

Time to get off Spray, shut this laptop down, and get my lazy ass ready to go to work...

Yah, I thought that was kewl, too.

Oh, how true that is/will be...

That is righteous, Rudy! And you're stoopid for believing your thread title.

Be honest, do you fall on gear there? I've only climbed there a couple of times, but I definitely was not falling. Yes, I have, and yes, I do. And I've never ripped a piece, although I did invert (and ruin) a TCU on Developing Arms cuz I blew the exit move and the cam was about 10 feet below the top. So it was a whipper, nothing huge, but big enough to trash a cam. Royal Columns (and The Bend) rock is solid. Vantage almost killed me. Fucking chossgarden...

Sobo's Modified Planet Killers. But I gotta hit the rack now. I'm back to full time work last week and this, and for the foreseeable future, but it means getting up at oh-dark-thirty these dayz cuz the commute is a bitch...

In the spirit of MiloshK, every day I am training to be PNW's strongest functional funboy...

Problem with that many PK's comes in when the "joy stick" won't "erupt". I leave my "joystick" alone when I'm pounding PKs. Although I'm a mighty adroit multi-tasker, there are some tasks that are best left separated in place and time...

an' nary a lick o' common sense, too...

Just a rabble-rouser, that one...

Now that's fuq'n funny, I don' care who y'are...