I am not sure if I should look at the titties. It may create a hard to solve problem for me...
Near as I can see, you broke your foot, not your hand. So whats the problem? Besides, crutches are chick magnets. You just need a good story to go with it. Bouldering at the gym doesn't cut it. It should have..
One or more of these of.. mountains, rockfall, crevasses, base jumping, extreme skiing. or surfing.
One of these, rescuing partner, risking life trying to save girlfriend who ends up dying, rescuing an animal. ( dead girlfriends are perfect. they make you seem tragic, and yet somehow desirable because some other woman wanted you. )
It could include fearsome storms or being lost.
and finally.. It should have..
Goats.. definitely needs goats. If you can't figure this part out then you are beyond hopeless. Every great story has goats in it somewhere.
Gud morning!
I slept most of the night. The pain is minimal and the drugs keep me happy.
SuperTaco never sleeps! More people joined the Fundraiser, or should we call it the Mooseraiser?
klk,
Are you saying that you will bring a keg of Moose Drool? Urin, brother!
Munge,
You made my morning! Urin! (Bud??? It is NOT beer)
John M,
Since I am happily married, I don't use pick up stories any more, but your points are very gud!
Kaholatingtong,
Thank you for your contribution. Urine!
Survival,
“The gym” accident is only a cover. The only thing I can say is: Afghanistan, rescue operation, 7,000’ vertical, a baby in my hands, rappel, enemy cuts the rope, 300’ free fall, 6300’ slide, 310’ free fall to the ground, ankle broken, baby unscratched.
Thank you for the beautiful pics!
“The gym” accident is only a cover. The only thing I can say is: Afghanistan, rescue operation, 7,000’ vertical, a baby in my hands, rappel, enemy cuts the rope, 300’ free fall, 6300’ slide, 310’ free fall to the ground, ankle broken, baby unscratched.
Big Mike,
I followed your advantures in California. You had a good time. If you want to explore the Lke Tahoe area, let me know. Urin!
Thank you for the pics! When I look at them, my foot doesn't hurt anymore :)
Unfortunately, the role of Thaddeus Stevens in Lincoln was already taken, and besides, it called for a right club foot, not left. Otherwise, it might be just the role for you.
Mighty Hiker,
Are you saying that I broke a wrong foot and I have to break the other one?!
But you are welcome to our house anyway!
Thank you Cosmic! Me like the animation and the music!
Haha zBrown, more urin for you!
Now, something from me for you people.
A Short History of SCUBA Diving (mostly my daughter’s)
I was nagging my daughter, Martyna, to get a SCUBA diving certificate for many years. Years ago she did one supervised dive in Hawaii and she liked it very much. But then she was busy studying and didn’t have time to get certified. Finally, a few years ago she completed the course and got certified in Monterey. I was happy. Finally I had a buddy to go diving with. Right away I made a plan to go diving with her at Point Lobos State Reserve near Monterey. I dived there before and I knew she would like the site. I made reservation, and soon we were on our way.
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I wanted to dive a little further from the shore, but we didn’t have a decent boat. We had only this little rubber toy-boat. Martyna had her doubts, but I was optimistic. “It will be fine Martyna, because I made this plan.” She said something like “that’s what I am afraid of.” I pretended I haven’t heard that. What can go wrong, right?
We got to the diving site called Whaler’s Reef. The visibility was poor, but we were determined to give it a try anyway.
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Our boat was a bit small, but we managed. I just had to sit on top of some gear.
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We took off. People on the shore were amused for sure, and Martyna couldn’t stop laughing. After about 20 min of very awkward paddling, we got to the diving site. I tied the boat to kelp, and we started to gear up. Since there was not enough space in the boat, we had to do it in water (cold, I must add). First, I helped Martyna then I jumped in and got ready. It took us more than half an hour to gear up!
Last check of the equipment, and “ready?”, and we are descending. The visibility is 4-5 feet. And it is cold. As we slowly descend, Martyna is signaling “something wrong with my ear”. I signal “ascend to the surface”. Turns out she has a problem with equilibration. We try to descend again, but the problem persists. I am thinking about going back, but Martyna wants to try one more time. We slowly ascend to the bottom, about 20 feet. All I can see is Martyna because she is no more than 5 feet from me, and kelp because it is everywhere. A fish swims by. Wow. Unfortunately, Martyna is not OK. It is her ear again. I have no choice but to end our dive. We get back to the boat, and Martyna still feels some pain. She blew too hard trying to equilibrate and injured her ear. We put our gear back on a boat and I paddle back to the shore. We are laughing that it was the shortest dive in the history of SCUBA diving. We pack everything back and go home.
Unfortunately it turned out that Martyna ruptured her ear drum. Eventually she had surgery and they grafted a piece of her skin to close the hole in her ear drum.
She never went diving again. She says she would like to do it in a swimming pool first. I agree she needs to start slow, maybe even take the whole course again.
In spite of that, Martyna says it was one of her best adventures! For me it was too.
Later on she convinced me to start climbing, and everybody knows how that ended!
rI am impressed Cosmic. You are a man of many talents. I am ony "Advanced" from PADI. This year I went diving only once. Again, it was in Monterey. Below 40 feet visibility was about 10 feet. Did one dive and went back home.
Crimpergirl,
Thank you. But I don't get your question. Fight?
Let us know!