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Captain...or Skully

climber
Mar 18, 2013 - 10:51pm PT
Larry called Troll a bunch of posts ago. It was ya'lls intertia.
Unstoppable. You should bottle that stuff.
John M

climber
Mar 18, 2013 - 10:53pm PT
congratulations on your gullibility



Oh piss... I'm tired of people worrying about responding to trolls. who gives a f*#k if the guy gets his jollies. To me it only matters if it harms people. This one harmed no one.

Today I was in Raley's market in Oakhurst and overheard some people talking about civil war in america. They were saying that the gun owners would be fighting those who were against gun ownership.. specifically those who voted for Obama. They believed civil war would happen within the next two years. The conversation was so strange that I interjected myself into it and told them I voted for Obama. Then I asked them if they were planning to shoot me. It kind of shocked them. These were five middle aged average looking adults. 3 men and 2 women.

Then I went to the hardware store and heard a similar conversation of someone warning another person.

What a strange experience.. America is going a bit nuts and people are worried here about trolls. good lord. We deserve to die.
Patrick Sawyer

climber
Originally California now Ireland
Mar 19, 2013 - 07:31am PT
Hey Ron, just yanking your chain.

MisterE, I like being gullible, about the only fun I have nowadays.

John M, I hope you are not serious (civil war in America), but then Palin just spouted a whole bunch of crap about Obama, and Rand Paul (what, did Ron Paul name his son after Ayn Rand?) apparently is the flavor of the month with Tea Party kooks.
rottingjohnny

Sport climber
mammoth lakes ca
Mar 19, 2013 - 07:50am PT
John M...You could have asked them Tea Baggers how they were going to identify who owned a gun and who they intended to shoot then suggest they use the national gun registry...
stich

Trad climber
Colorado Springs, Colorado
Mar 19, 2013 - 09:03am PT
The more old pharts you have the more help they gonna need. Give me about fifteen years.

Whoa, whoa. This turned into a gun thread.
RyanD

climber
Squamish
Mar 19, 2013 - 11:05am PT
Begging for guns on supertopo.
Spider Savage

Mountain climber
The shaggy fringe of Los Angeles
Mar 19, 2013 - 11:08am PT
PLease please please!!! Will someone give me a day off to go climbing?
GDavis

Social climber
SOL CAL
Mar 19, 2013 - 11:10am PT
You could have asked them Tea Baggers how they were going to identify who owned a gun and who they intended to shoot

The ever-present flabolanche should be a good start.




DEY TOOK ERR GERNS!!! WHATS NEXT, CHEESEBURGERS?
donini

Trad climber
Ouray, Colorado
Mar 19, 2013 - 11:23am PT
There is much more pontificating than begging......guilty as charged.

Oh, and let's not forget the ranting.....just did some on the bringing dogs to COR thread.
Ward Trotter

Trad climber
Mar 21, 2013 - 12:03am PT
I hate to dredge this thread up out of well-deserved obscurity but I thought it needed a period at the end of its sentence.



Patrick Sawyer

climber
Originally California now Ireland
Mar 23, 2013 - 09:28am PT
There is much more pontificating than begging

Jim, pontificating... isn't that what the Pope does?

pon·tif·i·cate (pn-tf-kt, -kt)
n.
The office or term of office of a pontiff.

heh heh, from an ex-altar boy now atheist. But I do like his call for more dialogue with different religions, and for the poor/poverty stricken.

My god is evolution. Though as I have mentioned before, when I was nine I wanted to be the first American pope, then at ten, the astronaut option looked better. Never did either. But I always try and keep reaching for the stars.

The stars of Hollywood, and Broadway.


EDIT

Okay, the lottery is not happening. I keep trying. I reckon over the years the money I have spent on Irish Lottery and EuroMillions tickets is about the amount my landlord wants in back rent by the second week of April.

So I am going to beg. I reckon my harmonica and guitar skills are as good as a lot of buskers. I just have decide where. Grafton Street? But lots of competition. Dun Laoghaire? Timbuktu?

So many journalists out of work, freelance is tough and lots of competition.


To be serious and avoid anymore of my thread drift, I still think the original poster that started this thread is wrong.

People who need help for unforeseen circumstances, deserve a helping hand. As for my own circumstances, even though Jen's medical condition has caused some financial strains, I am to blame for mismanaging our funds, not in a malicious way but a foolish way.

The only help I need is my own. But my hat is off to her doctors, the local public health nurse, the HSE and the carers that come in.

However, I am the primary architect of my problems. I just have to pull my thumb out and shorten the long finger.

BVB, Pat, Largo and others, if I ever do win the lottery (and let's not hold our breaths), I'll be there, seriously.


EDIT again

What's the saying, fill out the lottery form and... stick it in the drawer and save a couple more bucks. Though in most lotteries, the winning ticket is usually a quick pick. If Lady Luck likes you, well...
happiegrrrl

Trad climber
www.climbaddictdesigns.com
Mar 23, 2013 - 11:37am PT
Busking is not begging....


I used to love going to washington Square Park on a Saturday afternoon and enjoying the various Buskers. There were comedians, groups of gymnasts, martial artists, all sorts of talented people giving performances. It takes skill to drum up that audience, keep the gathering ones entertained until there are enough to begin the main show, get the money collected while keeping the people entertained so as not to leave before the bucket gets to them.

It is a service. An alternative way of producing income. But it is not begging.
Patrick Sawyer

climber
Originally California now Ireland
Mar 23, 2013 - 12:10pm PT
happiegrrrl, I agree, busking is not begging, I just used that term for better lack of words. My bad.

Many buskers do provide entertainment and are deserving folks.
Ward Trotter

Trad climber
Mar 23, 2013 - 02:54pm PT
Tuba Skinny , the ultimate rag band buskers

BASE104

Social climber
An Oil Field
Mar 23, 2013 - 04:27pm PT
One of the easy ways to spot a troll or someone using a second username is to click on their name next to the post and see how many posts or TR comments or photos added.

This is the OP's first post.
splitter

Trad climber
Cali Hodad, surfing the galactic plane ~:~
Mar 23, 2013 - 05:10pm PT
I'm confused. What would this fall under; dood claims he once could do multiple laps on a boulder problem that todays top boulderer's can't do. Dood bet's that he (now an ol' fArt) could still do at least one lap, off the couch, some 20+ years later. Challenges people to put up any amount of money that he can't do it, and he will match it saying he can. Practically no offers, but many disparaging remarks regarding his sobriety, trolling, big fat homo spraylord'ness, etc!

So, is he a:

1). troller
2). begger
3). loony
4). spraylord
5). loosing touch with reality, aka too much time on SuperTopo
6). needs meds
7). needs to cut back on meds
8). needs to get out more
9). bAdAzz ol'fArt
10).bAdAcid casuality from bitd
11) disturbed
12. crazy hippy jesus freak
13. someone nobody takes seriously/best ignore him
14. having a mid/late term life crisis
15. f'n nobody, so who gives a sh#t
16). (fill in the blank).
17).any or all of the above

Cap - "you KNOW what kinda of folk you are right?" -- AMEN! i cud give a flyin fuk what others think of me. but it does annoy me a tad that some wud think that i am spraying or trolling. wudevah..

but hey, it supremely baffles me that nobody wud wanna make some (or a lot) of easy cash. that DOES disturb me. what's gone wrong with Amurika?

anyway, i might try donating my winnings (should i send) to the doods who have run upon bad luck/hardtimes, or whatever. i was planning on doing that anyway (but not spraying about it before hand). i was initially gonna just make one simple post. i thought everyone would be game. but, its gotten like pulling teeth on a friggin' mule. maybe i shud just give up (prollie save myself a lot of money). ;)
Captain...or Skully

climber
Mar 23, 2013 - 05:39pm PT
uh, yeah. That. I figure it don't matter, anyway. You KNOW what kinda folk you are, right?
That's it, then.
I'd be keen to sic a Billy Goat Gruff on trolls, though.
locker

Social climber
Some Rehab in Bolivia
Mar 23, 2013 - 06:05pm PT
"Oh and Blitzo's situation, I am sure you believe he should have just predicted it."...

Correct!!!...

How the fuk could he have known he would get cancer???...



Whomever the OP TROLL is, is just being a dickhead, to be a dickhead...

His or her day WILL come when some form of HELP will be needed (Not talking insurance)...

We ALL do if we don't just instantly POP...





splitter

Trad climber
Cali Hodad, surfing the galactic plane ~:~
Mar 24, 2013 - 12:16am PT
^ what Locker said!!
splitter

Trad climber
Cali Hodad, surfing the galactic plane ~:~
Mar 24, 2013 - 01:43am PT
Locker - His or her day WILL come when some form of HELP be needed. (not talking insurance)
I must admit, I WAS what the OP was characterizing in his original post (OP). Not that I set out to be such, but it just can drag on. I worked fairly steadily, but most jobs were not much over minimum wage (ski area, etc) I did eventually get my journeyman's card in the carpenters union, but the union fell apart during the late 70's secondary to piece work, etc, and union jobs hiring nonunion peeps, corruption, etc! Plus, it wasn't steady work anyway, it only takes so long to build something, and it is to tempting to then take some time off and draw unemployment and go climbing, or whatever.

By the time I was 40, I had over 220 lower and upper division college units combined (over a period of 20 years) without a degree. I just kept changing my mind and dropping out. I had excellent grades, just couldn't make up my mind what I wanted to be when I grew up, lol. I mean, it only takes around 120-130 units to get a BS degree and I had almost twice that!

So, I find myself at 42 years old going nowhere, and all those units (220+) don't amount to anything on a resume. In fact, it just spells out quitter. It got to the point where they (potential employers/applied for a few really stable and well paying jobs that wanted a lot of info like IBM, etc) would start asking me, "How long was your longest relationship.?" (lol) because my longest job on my app was maybe 6 months, then I would either get laid off (seasonal job, ski resort, etc) or finish some construction job with nothing lined up. So yea, I would go climbing, surfing or whatever and draw unemployment insurance. And it all looked very shabby on paper.

So, at 42 I decided to pursue a degree in either PT or OT. Both require an MS degree + 6 month internships, national exam, & licensing, etc) Long story short, I return to school, get real serious about getting out of my rut (get really focused) and pulled it off (OTR degree).

Everything was going really well for about 8-9 years. Bought a new car/truck and a brand new house in a gated community with ocean views of the Coronado Islands and downtown San Diego (sister & brother also bought and still live there).

I worked full time (last job i was making 95K+ bonuses a year) had money coming out of my ears (to what i had prior) then I started to get deathly ill, right out of the blue. Kaiser eventually tells me, after having all these specialized tests, etc, EMG's, Nerve Conduction Studies, MRI's, CT scans and blood work, etc, that I have a terminal illness, a peripheral nerve disease/poly-neuropathy = bad news.

Except, 6 years later I was still alive but still sick as hell and wishing that I had died 5.9 years earlier, talk about brutal. I lost my house, all my savings (250K+) and eventually went bankrupt after running out of money (my meds and Kaiser premium was over $1,500 a month alone). Plus rent ($1,250), & food and other expences. It was costing me over 4K month/50K+ a year, so it didn't take long for all my savings to go with nothing coming in.

Plus, I started giving all this stuff away early on. I didn't expect to be around for long, and I was too sick to utilize it anyway. I gave a good friend from bitd/Mammoth, a pair of brand new, top of the line, Rossi Bandits (skis) and Solomon bindings, and a brand new pair of Nordica Grand Pre boots (top of the line racing boot). I had paid over $1,200 - 1,500 (forget) for the package.

And I gave away other stuff, collectibles, furniture etc to family, nephews and nieces. I gave one nephew, who could play a guitar a lot better than me, my Les Paul Classic and a couple Marshall amps. All this stuff i had worked long and hard for that I no longer needed or was to sick to use.

I had health insurance, Kaiser, but they kept upping my premium, from around $200 a month to over $700 and like I said, I had to pay for portion of my meds. Fortunately, Kaiser became to expensive, so I left it and into to a small family clinic. I told my doctor about the terminal illness (plus she had all the Kaiser paperwork). She use to question me about various aspects of it (illness) each time I saw here. It use to annoy the heck out of me. It was obvious that she wasn't 100% convinced, but I could tell I was on my way out.

So, one day after I had been with her for bout 2 years I get this phone call (actually a message on my machine) to stop taking this one medication (Tricor). She said that I was allergic to it, it was severely toxic to my system and was killing me. I stopped taking it and basically recovered within a week or two. She said that it did a lot of damage to my system (she didn't elaborate, and I don't really want to know).

I had lost all my hair the first year by the time I was 53, pulled it out in big patches, and aged consideraly. And both of my feet went completely numb (my doctor told me that my feet would go numb first then my legs would go/become paralyzed). Actually, I went totally paralyzed 4 times, but came out of it. My feet still haven't fully recovered, pretty sure there is nerve damage. They cause me a lot of pain, at times, besides being numb. Stuff like that. Evidently, according to my doc, a lot of internal damage also. I mean, I was taking that medication for nearly 10 years. If I had stayed with Kaiser, I would have been dead by now.

I think what hurt the worse, is my relationships. I lost what friends I had. For instance, the dood I gave the ski equipment (and other stuff) to just totally x'ed me out of his life. I mean, we had been friends for over 30 years, and then I give him all this stuff and tell him I was dying and the next day/week he won't even talk to me on the phone. Not like I would bother him, nothing changed at all except I was dying. I would call maybe once a week or every other week to see how he and his family were doing, and he would just say "Oh hello, can you hold for a minute I have someone else on the line?" But i would sit there for 10 or 15 minutes and he would either cut the connection or I would get tired of waiting and try calling him back and I would get a busy signal. I mean, major hint, eh? Within a couple weeks, he was no longer my friend. He probably thinks I'm dead by now. I think his wife had something to do with it. Thing is, i am the one who brought them together, brought them to church, and led him to Christ. I seriously doubt they would have married otherwise. But I can understand, he had a lot of other issues going on, his oldest son (20 at the time, was going through rehab for chemical and alcohol dependency, and there were other problems they were having, only so much someone can deal with at one time, eh?

And all my nephews and nieces dropped me like a hot potato. I was there "favorite uncle". I mean, I baby sat and changed their diapers when they were kids. We were a very close nit family all our lives. I paid their house and car payments many times when I was doing well. One of my nephews would have lost his home, a very nice one in Allied Gardens section of San Diego if it wasn't for me (paid for 3 months mortgage when he was sick). We (him, his wife and two kids & my mom brother & sisters) met at least once a month for dinner or movies or over at one of our houses and picnics and barbeque, etc! That stopped all together, I just wasn't invited, but was probably to sick anyway. But he (my nephew) didn't even call. My one sister, who I was close to all my life, hasn't talked to me in years (his mother). I use to visit her at least once a month when she would invite me over for dinner or we would go to a movie or walk or something.

She, called me one day a couple years into the illness, just after the third time I came out of the hospital after going into a coma. All she said was, you know (her son/my nephew) would really like your truck (I have a truck that I paid over 50K for, a f350 diesal 4x4 with only 18K miles on it). They new the docs told me that one of those times, perhaps the next, I wouldn't be leaving the hospital. I thought what the heck? I haven't even heard from him or her in years, and I get that message after almost croaking.

I have always been somewhat of a loner, but now I am a major recluse. I'm okay with that, like i aid, I lost EVERYTHING...! But I have the type of personality where I don't need anything, anybody. I probably would do just fine in solitary confinement. I mean, I have lived in this apartment since 2003 (when i took sick) not one person including close family, has crossed the front door threshold in 10 years. Total loner. I never use to be like that, I was always doing something, visiting someone, someone visiting me. The last ten years changed me.

So, the point I am trying to make is, it is good to have friends and loved ones. And it is very good to have friends like Blitzo, Big Mike and Clark Jacobs, etc, have. To have friends that reach out and help you, and start a thread for you, etc! Not "friends" that abandon you. Because, like Locker said, ya never know whats around the corner (or something to that effect). And you don't REALLY know what it's like unless you've been there.

And, often, you just can't "prepare" for some things that you don't have a clue could ever happen to you (my allergic reaction happens to only a fraction of 1%) and end up being so devastating and sudden (kind of blind sides you). That is when you find who is really your friend, or just your fair weather friends. That's when you think about, is it really worth it (living) is it really worth it? All the pain and torment, all the hassle. Believe me, I have thought a LOT about that one!

I just want to say, and I don't mean to get religious or anything, but the only friend I have in this whole wide world, is JC! I would have left this place, left it behind for good, a long time ago. So it is really refreshing to see these guys who support them with their friendship, etc!

I am really looking forward to getting on the road again. Photography is my hobby, and you need to be outdoors 24/7 to get the good lighting and shots. I worked semi-professionally for a while during the 80's, had a few adds and shots in Surfer and various other mags, but have done little in the past 10 years or so. I still have a large and medium format and love working in both color & B&W, but also recently got a dslr. I would like to meet Blitzo some day.

I was looking at LL's cool thread she has on packs. I have a number of excellent packs of various cubic inches. Arcturus (sp) Dana Design, Lowe, etc! Several are brand new. I have (or had when i was working full time) this thing of not being able to pass up a good deal. Like the Sport Chalet use to put everything in the store for 50% off every once in a while. But, some stuff I paid full price for.

Anyway, I was thinking of maybe selling some stuff here on ST, and donating 10% (maybe more) to our fellow down & out in (wherever). Otherwise I will most likely either sell it on eBay or Craigslist to someone. I would rather see them go to someone here. Maybe we could start a general type thread for selling stuff. I'm sure there are others like myself, who have at least a few climbing, backpacking and so forth items collecting dust in their garage or elsewhere that could be, relatively painlessly, parted with Perhaps 10% (or whatever) could go to a common pool, which could be divided up among those whom would benefit most from it.

We talk about some sort of climbers resources to fall back on and joke about an Ol'Timer's home (you may recall Warren Harding's Downward Bound & other's musings on such a place) well, something like this (or perhaps someone else has a better idea) could be a start.

Well, kinda a long winded and rambling post, not sure what i was really trying to relate/convey, perhaps someone will garner something from it. And, if I had it all to do over, I would have focused first on an education, and a survival plan for the long run,I can only speak for myself, though, because I had plenty of opportunity, and should have made use of it sooner.

Peace!

WB - Thanks, your very welcome. Kinda hard to share, open up about some things, but i felt it was apropos!
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