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mouse from merced
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The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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Topic Author's Reply - Aug 23, 2016 - 12:49am PT
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A stranger in our midst.
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mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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Topic Author's Reply - Aug 23, 2016 - 12:53am PT
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Fresh off the vine.
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mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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Topic Author's Reply - Aug 23, 2016 - 01:52am PT
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So Monday Monday
Was so very good for me.
How will Tuesday be?
Mamas and Papas - Twelve Thirty
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=N73Md2Z7M0A
Mamas and Papas - I Saw Her Again
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9zBMK5OAGyE
Mama Cass had not quite the range that John Phillips would have liked for the songs he wanted to write. He was one of the best vocal arrangers of the late twentieth century, according to his producer, Lou Adler.
Then fate stepped in. One day a pipe fell and hit her on the head! Boink!
It somehow, after a time, changed her voice a tone and a half higher. Voila! A winning combination.
The song John wrote about an affair that Michelle had with Denny was his way of punishing them because from then on they had to sing the song onstage and live all that over. The affair was over, but never forgotten.
And now is the time on The Flames when we dance.[Click to View YouTube Video]All we need is music, sweet music.
Here's Denny's favorite of his work as the tenor of the group.
Mamas and Papas - Dancing Bear
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=q5BK9wEwsAo
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mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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Topic Author's Reply - Aug 23, 2016 - 06:04am PT
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Otay. Enough rock, for
sediment waits for all men
till their time is up.
--Ojo Bojo
The shadows, like life,
moved beneath summer daylight.
Evening reclaims them.
--Poul Anderson, Genesis, 2001
Supposedly a perfect haiku, according to DOCTOR Paul Shackley.
http://www.zen118085.zen.co.uk/general/aperfecthaiku.htm
Why is it that this needs explication? So MANY words to describe 17 syllables.
Weigh in, Bushman, if you ain't late for work.
Or are you fakin' it again?
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mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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Topic Author's Reply - Aug 23, 2016 - 06:56am PT
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Then I shall gladly take up the slack
If you're gone and won't be back.
Have a good Tuesday.
No More Purple Stuff for Me
I collected some water from a water fountain
The water came down from a purple mountain
The water was purple, it smelled safe to me,
When what did I see but a purple bee.
A purple bee seemed a strange gift from God,
And I thought to myself, "Man, that's really odd."
Then she said, "Hey, Mouse, don't you recognize me?
We met at Facelift in 2003."
Well, I was floored,
So I just poured
That water on the ground.
I yelled, "goodbye!"
As I did fly
Back to safer ground.
--L. Borracho
(Dedicated to the ones I love, those Doltish Girls.)
Thank you, Grampa Bill!
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mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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Topic Author's Reply - Aug 23, 2016 - 08:10am PT
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Freezing purple cherry-flavored water. Mick Jagger approved.Jixaw Puxxle - Bowling Bones and Knowing Gnomes
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FkqH-b2qJSM
A Slurpee machine on Half Dome? El Cap? Glacier Point?
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mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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Topic Author's Reply - Aug 23, 2016 - 08:38am PT
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We got a thing goin' on.
We gonna stick wit' each other forever.
FOOLS!
[Click to View YouTube Video]
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mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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Topic Author's Reply - Aug 23, 2016 - 01:51pm PT
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PIGS IN IOWA?
"I like pigs. Dogs look up to us. Cats look down on us. Pigs treat us as equals."
--Sir Winston Churchill
Oh, oh, oh-oh.--BH
We, uh, we, that is, uh, that's all folks!--Carl
"Sisterer, you need a makeoverer. Look at those trotterers! You've let yourself go. You need more S-S-STYle, gal."--L.F.
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Gnome Ofthe Diabase
climber
Out Of Bed
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Aug 23, 2016 - 05:24pm PT
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Ha! Hogging Band width !not that "Sister Morphine" was not there to share.
I go to the Lind and two hours later after listening to ten different artists' versions [Click to View YouTube Video]when I know what I was looking for
A prairie Home Companion, 2/91
doc Watson Leo Kottke ,,
they were. Joined by????...?
also but o man I've gotta find that ...
Tennessee rag the Beaumont thing too and yellow rose of Texas,
Man who else was there ?....
Skipped out after I tripped out
( the Rock is still there)[photoid =467
Tuesday started in the dawg house then 'n now!
I'm ashamed when I howl.
No one doesn't notice
The loudest angry Dwarf you ever saw!
I vibrate!
The air around the focus of my stare goes stale
I peer through the closed front door from a hundred Paces
and level My Roar
Th biggest, loudest F bomb you have ever heard.
The small village-de sac is a little bowl in a steep hill
that runs into a vernal pool turned into a private lake
that is a public reservoir,
restrictions are ignored by residents of the lake shore
They boat in a fresh city water source!
Now there's is my slipped scale in the belly of the dragon!
but then? What am I going on about ?
Try to follow along
It may have been a psychotic break
Or very wrong response considering ....
Someone snuck out and stuck
' a don't think of parking here'
pink parking lot attendant windshield sticker,
the kind to gunk up the window
I blew up I mean it,
locker would be callin' lurchydumflaps,
with giggles 'n cause..
[Click to View YouTube Video]Wonderful weather here and the sad performance of late yesterday afternoon when o
The thin line of San .? "!" I step out oft n,
The our's truly takes a slide show of Monday it would
Show a lot of fuzz "yo what? ". Type of the focus....
See
Did I invite IanR to please come to Conneticut and bolt all this stuff?
This is that invitation, £ant lug a chAinSaw! or a Drill!But hopefully soon someone will! I stripped all the cams
#2gold old Camalots, skinny time bombs..!!
and left one #2angle, rusty as hell
On its little ledge
Only I go there
, I when I'm in need like I am , it it is, so, for the best
A place in the crater of the blast zone of corrupt State/County
Road development. An example or two one man with a 40 foot tall drill rigg
On a daully international Truck, did all the blasting Him and one guy.
Or the State bulldozed the sensitive Terripin and Turtle habbit, the County enraged I tell you
Sued
That was novel!
The road suffered because of those first two, an unholy pair but
Then as I a climber could of told emm, you can't put six lanes on a floating base !
So they had to go back and raise the whole mile and a half of the all ready
Obliterated wetlands, having to add a fake soil substrate I'll take a picture
not a dead stinking swamp, and not like the did a good job
In the destruction, just a messy job leave a few ugly puddles slowly growing in
Da gawd awesome big Ravens, good birds may have, after years, moved on .
Non to soon, it is the best protected easiest full value line on one of the
tallest steepest facets
Lemonade
I'll see what I can find and throw it in numbers up in the tapp tapp in so that will take
but I'm tablet bound not allowed by fee ate not , fe aught?
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zBrown
Ice climber
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Aug 23, 2016 - 06:05pm PT
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You know it got me to thinking. I saw both John Wooden and Hambone Williams at Pauley Pavillion.
How if the f^ck did the Grateful Dead (yeah saw them too) get in there.
Not a one of them could play ball.
Yeah these folks too.
Well OK, sorta
And sorta not?
Bill Walton's career was cut short by his devotion to the Grateful Dead.???
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mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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Topic Author's Reply - Aug 23, 2016 - 09:46pm PT
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In brief, Gnome's meltdown occurred with the family looking on.
He was emo about it on the phone, to say the least.
But as he spoke in laughingly ranty runty style,
he was thinking all the while
about that huge frozen pile
of ChocoMice back home in the fridge.
And I just kept on making up haiku on the screen which binds us.
And WHY, WHY, WHY does CC want a Rip van Winkle shot of me?Some guy named Cosmici, maybe?
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Bushman
climber
The state of quantum flux
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Aug 23, 2016 - 10:13pm PT
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A birthday poem for Tarasis,
Happy 55!! ahem....I mean 29.
oh life
Pondersome me
Out pondering stars
Sitting in my hot tub
Checked out to the world at large
There's no call to duty
No fish at the rails
Oh
Life by the cattails
The lillies are sleeping
Red song green song
Nobody but us doves
A la all along
She listed to east
Listed to west
She always stays up late
I know it best
The beauty in heart
Uncanny by craft
Oh
Life wears no disguise
Naked and whiny
The owl babies screech
Oh
Life is a bough (bow)
I have been puréed
By pole catted pride
Lanced and boiled
Something smells like it
Got nothing behind
No buddy should care
Oh
Life on a dare
-bushman
08/23/2016
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mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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Topic Author's Reply - Aug 23, 2016 - 10:57pm PT
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Life on a dare, eh?
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mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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Topic Author's Reply - Aug 23, 2016 - 11:02pm PT
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Gawd, I'm nearly as ugly as you, Cosmici.While in Fresno, that is.
Tough to be two places at one time, but Gene's a busy guy.
Howdy, Gene!
VERY NICE TRIBUTE to your lady sister, Bushman!
four stars, seen at night, of course, from the hot tub
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Bushman
climber
The state of quantum flux
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Aug 23, 2016 - 11:16pm PT
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That's my sister,
Lady Tara, of Shell Beach,
turned 55 today.
(Plug your ears, girl)
She's my bratty little sister
alright, to boot!
My Lady Cathy
(my one true love)
snoozes at my side.
Catherine spelled with a 'C'
The 'correct' way she always says
We've been 35 years together
this November
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mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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Topic Author's Reply - Aug 23, 2016 - 11:21pm PT
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Well, white me out!
Noted and refined.
Correctol in the morning!
I'm taking time off on Thurdsday or Friday to visit the relatives in Tuolumne County. Lenna and Ed are coming to Merced to visit a very sick friend of Lenna's wasted youth.
I've contacted Bro Tim and he and I will prolly go do something, don't know what, on Sunday and Monday when Lenna's at work at the Woods Creek Cafe in Jamestown.
I'd like to go to the Pass, but I'd settle for a ride up on Mt. Elizabeth.
I'm all excited now and prolly won't sleep again. Rip Van Winkle effect.
Maybe we'll go save some fish from drowning. Maybe we'll go to Pinecrest Lake. Maybe I'll have some good eats. Ed's a lucky guy to have Lenna cooking for him.
It is such a drag when you cannot stand your own family. I cannot imagine that, but it happens. Sad, sad, sad. :0(
Of course, he had no relatives up there, but lived his life as a hermit for most of it.
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Bushman
climber
The state of quantum flux
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Aug 23, 2016 - 11:29pm PT
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Asslessdix
A speach disorder
Not unlike foof in moof
Preferable to assfulladix
Or agonyan mystocksuka
Butt to some known as
Help?
(To be discontinued)
Thanks Mouse
Yeah
I gotsta get me some more o them zzz's now
Work tomorrow
Get better soon Cosmic
Catch y'all later
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