sobo

more coffee out my nose!

No it isn't, but it's the first one i log on to every morning, and it's the only one that really keeps me from producing anything of real value during the course of a normal day at work.

Just don't make me wear the sheep suit!

lance

Remembered VT, but couldn't remember (or relocate the info-spewing thread of recent history) the Civil. I've been skewld. I submit to your punishment.

Ya know, just yesterday I was noticing that same thing. Posts to Views ratio (or PTV, for gapertimmy) runs about 10 percent for the good threads. You sure you're not an engineer?

In a beemer, no less. Must be late for her coiffure appointment!

Not entirely true. Guys can be just as stupid. Why just today, on the drive in to work this morning, marked the 3rd time in as many months that I was almost hit by a MALE driver scoffing at local traffic control and channelization. All three instances involved the male talking on a cell phone while attempting to drive. The first two were running stop sign/red light. Today, this mofo turned the wrong way on a one-way street, with me in the lane heading toward him. Narrowly avoided head-on collision, blew the horn at him to wake him up (no finger), then this fuckstick turns around in the street behind me and comes up next to me with this attitude like I was the one fucking up! Yeeesh! HANG TFU AND DRIVE, FOR CHRISSAKES!

The dump was experienced on a different rap, but the same trip. That would have been hideous, tho, if things had gone as you imagine. The mental image is most disturbing... and unsavory!

Doing research... PTL data gathering

Sounds like it's a bit lower down than the one we ripped out. It was below all the5th class stuff, but there were still 1 or 2 rappels left to hit the base of the 4th class stuff. It was about 10 year ago, too. At one point on that same trip, I had to take a dump so bad. It hit me in mid-rappel and I just couldn't hold it any longer. I locked off, dropped the leg loops, and opened the bomb bay doors. I had the presence of mind to bring the rope up off the deck before the bomb dropped. Waiting for my pardner and then pulling the rope after that rap was the shitz, tho.

Hey, I think I may have rapped off the same shrub! No back-up tho. North face of north peak, was it? When my partner joined up, we went to pull the rope, and it seemed to be stuck... then we ended up getting the shrub with it!

oh aw right then. i take it all back. nothing, NOTHING AT ALL, happened!

Interesting proposition as a solution to a compelling conundrum.

Plans spoiled by the young'n fussin' this morning, but does catching a little "stinkfingers" count any?

Classic! You go gurl!

Old Lakota Indian wisdom: "You can't outrun the radio."

grid-bolt it then.

What erik said. Check with property owners, since some of it is now under private ownership. If you can find a copy of "Idaho Rock" by Randall Green(e?), so much the better.

so did i Now everybody's a fuckin' chemist...

Pencil Pusher, Please reread the second sentence of my original post. QED. Zero points for reading comprehension. To the back of the class with you! Oh BTW, I am in no position to pass any law of merit. Tune into your local legislative district and voice your displeasure with the current state of affairs there. Thank you.

rbw: too funny! I've been shut down on every attempt to join the Mile-High Club, and now with a young'n, it looks pretty grim unless we take a babysitter with us on the plane. Not an airplane story, I know, but I do have a fine story to tell of my younger years in the back of a cross-country ride on a Trailways bus...

working stiff

Same thing when me and the missus went to Vietnam. Feels wierd to be without it once you've gotten one. Naked, almost... Then she almost had it nabbed right off of her once we were in country. THAT woulda sucked.

BUMPERSTICKER: "YOU give peace a chance... if it doesn't work, I got you covered."