Scott_J

Go to different shops and try on different helmets. A good fit is essential. Maybe more people would wear their helmet if it fit better. I've had so many scalp injuries over the years that I wear helmets for climbing, bicycling, skiing, motorcycling, kayaking, and any other activity where I believe I could hurt my head.

OK [ 11-13-2002, 11:11 AM: Message edited by: sisu suomi ]

I wish to thank all who have served their country and if you personally know a vet or one currently in the armed forces thank them.

If this thread pisses people off well ask the "computer police" to remove it. But this reminds me of this forum. And hey I am as guilty as the next person, but it fun to piss people off. "Today we will experiment with a new form called the tandem story. The process is simple. Each person will pair off with the person sitting to his or her immediate right. One of you will then write the first paragraph of a short story. The partner will read the first paragraph and then add another paragraph to the story. The first person will then add a third paragraph, and so on back and forth. Remember to re-read what has been written each time in order to keep the story coherent. There is to be absolutely NO TALKING and anything you wish to say must be written on the paper. The story is over when both agree a conclusion has been reached." The following was actually turned in by two of my English students: Rebecca (last name deleted) and Gary (last name deleted). ---------------------------------------------------------------- STORY: (first paragraph by Rebecca) At first, Laurie couldn't decide which kind of tea she wanted. The chamomile, which used to be her favorite for lazy evenings at home, now reminded her too much of Carl, who once said, in happier times, that he liked chamomile. But she felt she must now, at all costs, keep her mind off Carl. His possessiveness was suffocating, and if she thought about him too much her asthma started acting up again. So chamomile was out of the question. ----------------------------------------------------------- (second paragraph by Gary) Meanwhile, Advance Sergeant Carl Harris, leader of the attack squadron now in orbit over Skylon 4, had more important things to think about than the neuroses of an air-headed asthmatic bimbo named Laurie with whom he had spent one sweaty night over a year ago. "A.S. Harris to Geostation 17,???*?? he said into his transgalactic communicator. "Polar orbit established. No sign of resistance so far..." But before he could sign off a bluish particle beam flashed out of nowhere and blasted a hole through his ship's cargo bay. The jolt from the direct hit sent him flying out of his seat and across the cockpit. ---------------------------------------------------------- (Rebecca) He bumped his head and died almost immediately but not before he felt one last pang of regret for psychically brutalizing the one woman who had ever had feelings for him. Soon afterwards, Earth stopped its pointless hostilities towards the peaceful farmers of Skylon 4. "Congress Passes Law Permanently Abolishing War and Space Travel," Laurie read in her newspaper one morning. The news simultaneously excited her and bored her. She stared out the window, dreaming of her youth, when the days had passed unhurriedly and carefree, with no newspapers to read, no television to distract her from her sense of innocent wonder at all the beautiful things round her. "Why must one lose one's innocence to become a woman?" she pondered wistfully. --------------------------------------------------------- (Gary) Little did she know, but she had less than 10 seconds to live. Thousands of miles above the city, the Anu'udrian mothership launched the first of its lithium fusion missiles. The dim-witted wimpy peaceniks who pushed the Unilateral Aerospace Disarmament Treaty through the congress had left Earth a defenseless target for the hostile alien empires who were determined to destroy the human race. Within two hours after the passage of the treaty the Anu'udrian ships were on course for Earth, carrying enough firepower to pulverize the entire planet. With no one to stop them, they swiftly initiated their diabolical plan. The lithium fusion missile entered the atmosphere unimpeded. The President, in his top-secret Mobile submarine headquarters on the ocean floor off the coast of Guam, felt the inconceivably massive explosion, which vaporized poor, stupid, Laurie and 85 million other Americans. The President slammed his fist on the conference table. "We can't allow this! I'm going to veto that treaty! Let's blow 'em out of the sky!" ---------------------------------------------------------- (Rebecca) This is absurd. I refuse to continue this mockery of literature. My writing partner is a violent, chauvinistic semi-literate adolescent. ---------------------------------------------------------- (Gary) Yeah? Well, you're a self-centered tedious neurotic whose attempts at writing are the literary equivalent of Valium. "Oh shall I have chamomile tea? Or shall I have some other sort of TEA??? Oh no, I'm such an air headed bimbo who reads too many Danielle Steele novels." ---------------------------------------------------------- (Rebecca) Asshole. ---------------------------------------------------------- (Gary) Bitch. -------------------------------------------------------- (Rebecca) JACKASS. --------------------------------------------------------- (Gary) Slut. --------------------------------------------------------- (Rebecca) Get seduced. ---------------------------------------------------------- (Gary) Eat poop! --------------------------------------------------------- (Rebecca) SCREW YOU - YOU NEANDERTHAL!!! ---------------------------------------------------------- (Gary) Go drink some tea. ********************************************** (teacher) A+ - I really liked this one.

I repent in dust and ashes.

I ain't afraid to say it. Mike A and Ray B are my friends. I'm proud to say that. Both have a ton of integrity. Neither would turn their back on helping someone in need not do they turn their back on their convictions. [ 11-07-2002, 10:22 PM: Message edited by: sisu suomi ]

quote: Originally posted by Cpt.Caveman: I think what it boils down to is that the PC or hippies dont like some of the other folks ideas or beliefs here. When we state what we think we are critized to the point of instigation of a fistfight sometimes. Then you have Erik sending me instant messages "watch out for iceguy and icegirl". I personally have nothiing agains them and have climbed with iceguy. But who gives a fuck is that the new police for this site? Get a grip. Then imply I am a "pile of shit" is another thing for a moderator too. What a dick with an ego. I cant wait until you do your roadtrip and get a grip... I think Lucky was right about you.. I'm not changin and if any of you fucks wants to be an idiot then I'll just expose the shit. Be as PC as you want but reality is just what it is. Spray on bitches I agree with this completely. PC is soooo fucking important in the NW that it makes me sick. As far as I am conderned you can stick P"fucking"C where the sun don't shine. Stand up and be a god damn human(man or woman.

Hunting, and fishing are natural for some of us and not for others. Some of us were raised in the hunting-fishing environment and have chosen to follow in the foot steps of our forefathers and mothers, while some of us have not. Those of you that were not raised in a household like this may or may not have started to hunt or fish. That is OK too, but don't put people down for doing what they like to do. I read last week that shooting(hunting) gives the shooter(hunter) a red neck kind of feel. If that is what you equate these two sports to be then so be it, but my African-American, Samoian and Asian friends in Alaska who engage themselves in these activites would not EVEN consider themselves to be red necks. Something to think about when discussing these sporting activities and putting lables on people.

I owned an extended cab Silverado in Alaska, but sold it when we decided to move. Gas milage was piss poor. Once the 4 barrel opened you could actually see the gas gauge go down, down, down. Since then we bought an extended cab Tacoma with a Carryboy topper, great milage(city and highway combined 20mpg). Sleep in the back, not near Mt. Rainer, eat in the back if weather is real shitty, good rack on top for carrying drift boat, kayak, etc. The extended cab is real nice for my dog. I personally like trucks but station wagons are good climber cars, too. Again you can crash in the back and be somewhat comfortable in shitty conditions(4 wheel drive is nice but you can get along without it if you don't go in places where you can bottom out real easy). I am very cheap and don't want to pay for a room, so both of these vehicles are good choices.

Subject: Be on the look out!! Please take necessary precautions! Be on the lookout!!!! Police warn all male clubbers, party-goers, and unsuspecting pub regulars to be alert and stay cautious when offered a drink from any woman!!! A date rape drug on the market, called “beer”, is being used by females to target unsuspecting men. The drug is found in liquid form, and is now available almost anywhere. “Beer” is used by female sexual predators at parties and bars to persuade their male victims to go home and have sex with them. Typically, a woman needs only to persuade a guy to consume a few units of “beer” and then simply ask him home for no-strings attached sex. Men are rendered helpless against this approach!!! After several “beers” men will often succumb to desires to perform sexual acts, on horrific looking women to whom they would never normally be attracted. After drinking “beer”, men often awaken with only hazy memories of exactly what happened the night before ..... usually with a vague feeling that something bad occurred. At other times, these unfortunate men are swindled out of their life savings in a familiar scam, known as “a relationship”. Apparently men are much more susceptible to this scam after “beer” is administered and sex is offered by the predatory female. Please, forward this warning to every male you know. However, if you fall victim to this insidious “beer” and the predatory women administering it, there are male support groups with venues in every town where you can discuss the details of your shocking encounter in an open and frank manner with similarly affected, like-minded guys. For the support group nearest you, just look up “golf courses” in the yellow pages!!!

I have a couple of friends in the UP(Yoopers) that ran into Nugent while hunting a few years back. They said he was just a plain old good old boy from the mid west that enjoyed hunting and fishing.

I've clean and sober for a few years now, so when friend can get away with it they use my clean pee. Hell, if the gov't is so friggin' worried about it why don't they test for drugs(coke) at the House, Senate, Advisers and Cabinet level?

quote: [ 10-22-2002, 08:35 PM: Message edited by: sisu suomi ]

wild things ice sac.

Cap. Caveman and I argue 'till we are blue in the friggin' face about ice gear, but he is absolutely correct with recommending Grivels. They have not left the buyer holding his dick/or her crotch in his/her hand when they changed picks like BD and CM. The only thing I have seen BD come out with in the last few years that I like are their new crampons. Very similar to M-10's but without the big price tag for replacement parts. "Ice is nice and shall suffice"(B. Sumner)

Ryland I sent you a PM, but I had to add that the sandhill cranes, geese and grouse were all shot on or near the Delta barley projects(summer feeding grounds) near Delta Junction, AK. It was fun hunting because you had to be aware of bison, griz, and where your partner was at all times. The pig story is real close to what some of the Hawaiians do that I know on the Big Island. The guys are into hunting pig, but some do it trad style...spear in close quarters!!!!!!!!! YIKS!!!!

DFA thinks he is a master baiter 'cause he can troll. hahahahahahaha Too bad you are such a chump.

I started this several time but had to edit it because I am a little up set with the liberal 'tude. Anti war is not supporting the troops that have to go in and face the shit when it hits the fan. All you fucks will be happy to see 'em when the shit gets close to home but now its "cool" to be anti. I'll tell you this...I love a real good knock down fuck up fight. Haven't been in one in years, but if any of you anti fucks have the balls to step up to the plate with me I'll go for it. I pick Mike Adamson and Caveman to be the refs for the event. You get to pick the style and the place...gloves, bare knockles, boxing gym, out in the country and since you are a liberal we need a disclaimer because I know when you get your ass beat into the ground by a 50+ year old man you'll be looking for a lawyer. Grrrrrrrrrrrrr

I HATE ALL THOSE REALITY SHOWS BECAUSE THEY ARE NOT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I HATE ALL THOSE REALITY SHOWS BECAUSE THEY ARE NOT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I HATE ALL THOSE REALITY SHOWS BECAUSE THEY ARE NOT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I HATE ALL THOSE REALITY SHOWS BECAUSE THEY ARE NOT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I HATE ALL THOSE REALITY SHOWS BECAUSE THEY ARE NOT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I HATE ALL THOSE REALITY SHOWS BECAUSE THEY ARE NOT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Would loved to have seen that. It's nice to see someone shoot well, but even better that in this case it was a woman blasting away.

Jens, its always been that way. I have been climbing since 72. Even then if you were not from "The Valley" or UT or CO you were not shit. That is why Off Belay came out as the local climbing rag for a few years. By the way Dr. FA most people think I am an ass hole and most ass holes like me. If that makes Cavey an ass hole then it is written. I have always been and will always be abrasive. If you survive being a friend of mine for one year then you are one for life.

Dr. fuck face amazing, go fuck a duck . [ 10-14-2002, 02:48 PM: Message edited by: sisu suomi ]

figure 8: 1. Twisted rope, 2. Allowes too much rope to slip on a fall(definately need leather gloves to stop a fall with the 8), 3. When rappiing on skinny icy ropes you better use a 'biner on the leg loop after coming out of the figure 8 or you will be sliding a lot faster than you want. 4. I believe most if not all are cast Al, so if you drop one its shot as far as I am concerned. 5. There are plus sides to fig. 8's but why bother when there are much better devices out now. By the way if you are hardcore about your figure 8, don't feel bad I saw two guys climbing this spring in Leavenworth and BOTH used the first method I was introduced to...hip belay and a "biner wrap to rap off of climbs.

Terrible Ted was right about the lock jawed silvers on the Sky. I fished 6 hr.Wed, 5 hr Fri, 6 hr Sat, and 6 hr Sun. I fly fished and spinning gear,(which I have not used since 96 on salmon)and tooth pick drifting. I got one silver to bite a purple egg sucking leach, but lost the fucker before I could KILL IT, my wife hooked into one with the same pattern but lost it also. Damn no blood, that was Friday. Saturday I showed up with both spinning gear and fly gear. Pow, I got a hit on a brass Mepps spinner landed the silver and I got my first blood of the season. It felt goooooooooooooooooood and it tasted good too later that night. I shared this fish with my wife and my two dogs. Sunday NOTHING, but I learned about fishing the Sky. Use corkies, weight and anywhere between 3 and 10 feet between the weight and the corkie. The Stilly opens for dog salmon this week(the 16th) I will be there killing any good looking dogs. By the way that story about shooting pigs in the Olympics that we were all yaking about last spring...well I have some Hawaiian friends that are looking into it. They were told by some WDFW office in the Olympics that a total of 60 pigs were taken this year so far. I guess that department will help you out a little. Like pointing out the area to search for the little piggies. From what they were able to gather the pigs run about 200 pounds!!! This would be a fun outing. I would be all set for that if I have some time in November, or even December. Leaves will be off the trees and it should be easier to see one of the little fellas. Here piggy, piggy................ Also, Smoker, you nearly brought a tear to my eye when talking about hunting with dad as a kid and the dog. I never had a dad but I had a great uncle and later in life a great lab to hunt ducks and up land birds with in Alaska. I miss both a whole lot. I climbed the regular route last year on Careno Crag as a memorial to uncle on the day he died. It was a great climb and a great moment...he was there with me wearing his beret and his smart ass smile.

The silvers are in the Sky, but they're suffering lock jaw. On the 16th of October season opens for the dogs(chum salmon)on the Stilly. Loads of fun to play with. They cook up and smoke well if very little color to them. Anyone else been out there fishing or upland bird hunting? If so lets hear about it. And before I get all the shit from the anti killers...FUCK YOU. hahahahahaha