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zBrown
Ice climber
Brujo de La Playa
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Or is it the travelogue thread
A little something that Aravind Rajamanickam threw together
catchy tune - no? That's Vaa Vaa Anbe Anbe
[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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Sep 10, 2013 - 01:24am PT
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This guy?
Seriously, this threat is aboud just any old thing under the sun.
But indoor climbing, no; though there may be one or two references by otherwise well-meaning persons, including mice persons like myself.
I drink enough boxed zin lately that it could be a wine commercial in da skies. I could get plenty of endorsements on any old climbing website, but the Taco is especially fertile ground.
Atop the Muir, who would drink water if champagne is more apropos? Surely not I. Mr. Robbins seems to be drinking out of a plastic cup. He's finally graduated to the world of BIG-BIG WALLS. BIG WALLS are sissy stuff now. Some prefer port wine to champagne. I'm malleable. I can go with port in a pinch if it's got the right pitch man.
Then again, there is lots of material on locals here from Merced. No murals, like in La Jolla, that really stand out, but there are some geniuses working the streets as artists.
And there are non-geniuses who have just plain good heads on their shoulders. Like Skip, shown here at an unguarded moment; but candidly, even Skip sometimes has wrong-headed notions. But he bought me a coffee the other day, so it's all fine and dandy.
I'm not a fan of games in everyday life, except for Risk and of course, Scrabble. They have limited appeal, however. No one likes getting their asses handed to them in a game. I'm very lucky, usually, at Risk and pink is my color, nine is my number. Nine armies in India, nine in Norhtern Europe. I'm attacking Kamchatka from Alaska with three dies.
It kills me that more people don't care for risk in their daily lives. These are called dull boys and homebodies. I see few around the Taco.
"I'm playing 'BOONDOCKS' for 97 points."
Or it could be about HARD HARD MEN and EVEN HARDER CLIMBS. But I forgot to pay my free climbing dues and need new soles on the Fires. So that will have to wait.
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mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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Sep 10, 2013 - 01:36am PT
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Or eKat could be correct.
Inanity reigns in the most unlikely places.
Flames appear there, too, so here's a little can of Nine Lives cooked on the open grill, or the musical equivalent.
Not that it's pure tat. There's some good stuff, too. But beware, cats are deceitful and love to play with their food.[Click to View YouTube Video]
Groucho's hundred-dollar word for today is "Irrepressible."
It's magic. Use it next time you try to impress the opposite sex. Say "I'm irrepressible when it comes to so & so." You'll be surprised what can happen next...
Rabbits come out of a hat and do tricks for you. Now that's impressive and just try to repress a rabbit.
"You feelin' lucky, punk? Go ahead, make my day." This phrase caused a male rabbit to laugh so hard he never stopped and never sired another kit, or whatever a baby rabbit's called. A Ripley Tale, believe me now...
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mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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Sep 10, 2013 - 05:27am PT
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My Granchile Did That, This and a 'nother Thing
Fee, fie, faux, fum.
Noah carved me an extra thumb.
Fie, six, disseminate.
He made this one sharp and straight.
Nine, ten, lebben, twell,
He had a fish on, ran like hell.
Thirteen inches or I'm a dang liar.
Put him on this spit you carved.
We'll build a little fire.
First timer. Never used a live worm to bait fish.How many for three bucks?Two hands for beginners.Proud Papa Scott.
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mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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Sep 10, 2013 - 08:24am PT
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This video came overnight/special delivery for me from the Larry of the Flames, who knows blues. Don't you, Mr. Jones?
Sonny Boy Williamson/Some Sunny Day
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cNzEXJTPS0U
THX.
PS: Klattu barata nikto. Queequo mani-mani tishnik. I'm posilutely sure, 99%.
The T is not mine, but someone's who was wearing it at the time. It was explained that it was parody. You got me. I know nothing about no parody.
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mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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Sep 10, 2013 - 10:05pm PT
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REAL PEOPLE HERE.
Fakes here.
Saturday, August 24, 120 volunteers from three local Merced Credit Unions bussed to Camp Green Meadows outside the Wawona entrance to Yosemite.
Their purpose was to paint, clean, and rebuild at the camp, which serves as a recreation camp in summer and is an outdoor school operated by the Merced County Office of Education the rest of the year, seving students from throughout California in one-day and week-long classes.
The camp celebrates its 50th year next year; I was a counselor there for a week in 1965, its second year of operation; and I was a senior in Merced High then.
These volunteers were from EECU, MSEFCU and Merco Credit Union, which is the biggest sponsor of the series of races in March here in town and out in Snelling. The list of tasks: painting picnic tables and splitting stackin firewood, rebuilding the archery range backstop, and constructing a retaining wall and much more.
CEOs talk pretty much the same, "The common thread...and blah-blah-blah...community project....win-win situation...yak-yak-yak...credit unions support...working together...spirit of people helping people.”
It was a Face-lifting, is what it was.
It’s good to know the school’s lasted this long and has the continued support of the community’s credit unions, two of which got business from Liz and myself--auto loan and checking account.
Camp Green Meadows is on Facebook, like.
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mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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Sep 10, 2013 - 10:11pm PT
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So how about those Giants, kids. Champions one year, cellar the next.
I blame it on the Rim Fire and the drought.
Wait till next year, when we moitalize 'em.
Word of the month potential there.
I heard a really funny two-part joke about male and female Rice Krispies and now I cannot recall the story, much less the punch lines.
The priest at Notre Dame and the dead bell-ringer, though, I'm still laughing. "His face rings a bell!" Sheesh!The pastor should have interviewed a disabled Sumo wrestler for the bell-ringer's gig...
"I had heavy misgivings about that missing leg after we ascended the tower. I had no way of knowing he was epileptic, too. I don't speak Japanese so well."
Which only deepens the question, "Why does everybody hate Christianity so much?"
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mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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Sep 11, 2013 - 04:22am PT
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Something totally unique.
Flashback on The Flames.
Have a great time visiting Maine, Mo!
And send me a postcard, Tad, please.
1715 N Street/#307
Mer. CA. 95340.
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mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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Sep 11, 2013 - 04:37am PT
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Ms. Melonsugar, today's tour guide, speaks for the inured Mouse, who is bored by listening to himself...That's right, Who fans. She's a substtitute.[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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Sep 11, 2013 - 04:44am PT
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[Click to View YouTube Video]A car like any of these old beaters (yeah, right!) is a ball and chain if ya let it get that way. How well a man treats your w-wife tells more about a dude than how he treats his car. Oh, that dint come out right. Not used to th-this tawkin' yet, I g-guess.
See, Janis was my BFF, or woulda been that, and...aw, sh-sh#t...gimme a sec, here.
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mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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Sep 11, 2013 - 04:48am PT
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It was gettin' late, so Mouse made Scott drive home, cuz the boys were gettin' hungry.
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mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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Sep 11, 2013 - 04:53am PT
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Hey, great job!
Ms. Melanie Melonsugar, everyone!
What a classy broad!
Well, she is broad, right?
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zBrown
Ice climber
Brujo de La Playa
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Sep 11, 2013 - 12:11pm PT
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gotta go with the first woody (1940?), THE 39hrtbt AND THE VETTE
didn't have a car, but did have the decal
Getting back to the Romans. If you do as the Romans do in Rome, then when not in Rome, as the Romans don't do. This seems to leave a very wide latitude in behavioral options.
I wonder how many of these shirts are still available.
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mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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Sep 11, 2013 - 12:16pm PT
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Coors Light, Bud Light, Keystone and Miller. It's gonna be a hot day, maybe even "killer."
Yeah, baby! Gimme some cooool mountain air. T'ell with all this gosh-darn smoke in our hair!
I believe I'll go have an omelet at the Cinema.
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mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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Sep 12, 2013 - 07:26pm PT
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See your two. Raise you six. In fact, I'm tossing it all in.
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zBrown
Ice climber
Brujo de La Playa
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Sep 12, 2013 - 08:05pm PT
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And the coloured girls go. Doo do doo do doo do do doo.
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mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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Sep 12, 2013 - 08:26pm PT
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Always thought it went like
Doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo.
But Dyland canna be wronged.
To his fan club I once belonged.
But it seems he once was out-songed.
By three stooges and a mouse.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=thjnNEBt9pk
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