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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 - Jan 16, 2018 - 12:35pm PT
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"What is art?"
Who is Art and where did he wander off to now?
Tie dye guy Bob Orsillo might just know.Somebody might tell Jerry.
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zBrown
Ice climber
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Jan 16, 2018 - 04:12pm PT
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Topic Author's Reply - Jan 17, 2018 - 05:19am PT
Bushman, just got your text.
1715 N St #307
Merced 95340
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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 - Jan 16, 2018 - 05:16pm PT
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Trifecta.
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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 - Jan 16, 2018 - 05:22pm PT
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Vicinity of Bootjack.
Old Highway runs to the south of Hwy 140.
Hey, can we get some rain down thisaway?
sounds of drops and plops
released from away up high
ears fill with water
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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 - Jan 17, 2018 - 02:14am PT
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Friends of mine.
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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 - Jan 17, 2018 - 02:44am PT
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The new UC Merced Admin Center.
"Lux et veritas."
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Bushman
climber
The state of quantum flux
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Jan 17, 2018 - 03:18am PT
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Before you Get High
Now take it from me son
I was once young
Carefree and on the run
So lemme give you a little
Piece of advice
Before you go frying
On your favorite vice
Don’t do Purples
Cinnamons or Cianides
Or you’ll be driving
In your birthday suit
With nowhere else
Left to hide
They don’t take plastic
Where you will be going
And your doppelgänger
Can’t read the cops
And he won’t be knowing
What’s up what’s down
Your right from left
The undertaker
Or the morgue
Won’t be bereft
There’s too many corpses
Lying out on the road
And if your not careful
Well lemme tell you
Boy
You’ll wind up in
Your least favorite abode
Stay away from that cleaner
He don’t have your interests
In his his sights
And after you died
Yer gonna see I ain’t lied
So stay away from those Purples
Those Cinnamons and Cyanides
And steer yourself wide
From Cadmium
And Formaldehyde
Take it from me son
I’ve been on that run
And seen all the carnage
That havoc hath wrought
Before I was done
-bushman
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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 - Jan 17, 2018 - 05:19am PT
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I managed an hour's sleep.
Now I'm back but don't wanna be.
I already had this discussion.
Just an hour ago, I guess.
Sheep abound waiting to be numbered.
I remember the days when I slumbered:
having put in a full day, earning my rest.
Misery loves company but avoids sleep.
It's driven me to haiku.
(When will it end?)
Life goes by quickly
like a light bulb going out
dimming then it’s dark
my analogy
a monument to myself
enlightening none
a stack of postcards
the unmailed correspondence
the result of sloth
no time for regret
finish the last cigarette
then turn off the light
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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 - Jan 17, 2018 - 05:19am PT
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Bushman, just got your text.
1715 N St #307
Merced 95340
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Bushman
climber
The state of quantum flux
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Jan 17, 2018 - 05:22am PT
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UPS tracking showed there will be a third a delivery attempt today...maybe I’ll just use the mail next time. Yes, that was the right address if my eyes are serving me.
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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 - Jan 17, 2018 - 05:26am PT
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Same problem as always, the office is only open 8-12 and UPS sucks for the most part. Ask pocoloco1!!!!!!!
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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 - Jan 17, 2018 - 05:37am PT
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Nuke California...problem solved.
--gr'um pee ol' guy
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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 - Jan 17, 2018 - 05:49am PT
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"Conquered."
Meanwhile, over on the Concordia Glacier...
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Bushman
climber
The state of quantum flux
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Jan 17, 2018 - 05:58am PT
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Workingman Fool
Time again for my morning gruel
Oatmeal with berries that makes drool
Coffee with milk before it cools
This is how I take my fuel
Living on nuts
Vitamin C and propane
It’s almost enough
To drive me to drinking, my friend
‘Til I watch the TV
And see that it’s me
Doing all the same sh#t
Over and over again
So now I shall finish
My morning gruel
Never-minding or bothered
By how it has cooled
Won’t stoop to what I once thought
Was even an acceptable
Margin of stupid
Or level of cool
I’ll just go out the door
And hope for some sun
To shine down some light
On this workingman fool
-bushman
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hooblie
climber
from out where the anecdotes roam
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Jan 17, 2018 - 06:57am PT
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been gettin' all up in it
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fleeting
Trad climber
camino ca
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Jan 17, 2018 - 07:41am PT
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i dated this mormon chick against my better
judgement but when've i ever employed good judgement?
she was pissed about the prophet.
some guy named smith.
mr smith says that men whom knock up
loads of bitches here on earth can
inherit their own planet and god that
planet. god is an action word.
but poor lassies. old man smith
only allowed them to serve said
man-god on said planet; and
that is only if she allows loads of
men to knock her up here on earth.
her sexual perception was acidic.
still, though, i tried.
she was hot. like way hot.
but that damn smith also makes them
wait until they are married to loads of
men before they can lock loins.
so i'm frusterated. she's horny.
she's mad with the dogma disease.
one night she has sex with herself.
i know because she didn't close the door
all the way.
the door to her sexual perception.
shur enuf, she gets pregnant and gives birth
to herself.
right there. her gestation was only like 30 seconds.
i watcher c#m out of her own vagina;
after-birth dripping like seaweed from her flaxen hair.
my doors of perception were swinging wildly,
what with my pent up perversions and all.
so she was a virgin. yet she immaculately conceived
herself and then birthed herself.
so in essence: mary, and jesus.
in our melodrama, jesus is a girl.
so we broke off a little piece of mormonism
and had it with crackers on a little plate
with a candle between us two.
we shared small talk and i wiped
any errant crumbs from the edges
of her wonderful lips.
then she let my climb between two of her crackers
and i watched as she consumed me entirely but not
orally (i would have loved to slide out of the
two crackers and slide between her lovely lips but
instead she stuffed me and the crackers into
her vagina and the crackers of course crumbled with
the squeeze and they acted like gravel as
we skidded dryly into our future.
i can't imagine that she enjoyed it much either.
that was my gal jessica. i'm having coffee with
her later today; under a willow by a waterway.
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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 - Jan 17, 2018 - 08:29am PT
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fleeting--
when've i ever employed good judgement?
Too right!! Maybe when "soloing" your own self?
Saltine Lake Shitty Kitty
crackerscum dream of the Nabisco Wall
Mr. Saidsmith had a safe fall
from Grace (née Graham)
wife number some-odd ball
hooka tooka
my soda cracker gal
be my lover
be my pal
chewing gum
on the bedpost overnight
sea gulls come
eat everything in sight
soggy crackers
dried up in the sun
Locusta Migratoria
was just no fun
--Fumunda Cheese
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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 - Jan 17, 2018 - 03:51pm PT
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ALOHA!
[Click to View YouTube Video]
Tonight's the night.
Free admission at the Merced Multicultural Arts Center
645 West Main Street
7:30 pm - 5:30 pm Hawaiian time zone
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Gnome Ofthe Diabase
climber
Out Of Bed
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Jan 17, 2018 - 04:13pm PT
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MR Melvin SEALS , a throw back, 'ND FOR FLEETING,
https://youtu.be/l7DZqJ05Qn0 , , , ( AS ALWAYS SCROLL TO THE MIDDLE, 1:06:43, WHERE "OH MARY" STARTS, IF YA LIKE WHAT YA HEAR, GO BACK)
A FLEETING MEMORY , JACK!
ILL KEEP COMING BACK ,
BUT JACK?
HE IS ONE UP THERE CAT,
HE WILL NOT BE COMING BACK
WRONG OR RIGHT HE HAS HIS HEAD ON
DIRECTLY UP HIS
ASK NOT FOR YOU DONT REALLY WANT TO GNOW .
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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 - Jan 17, 2018 - 04:53pm PT
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I'm so envious...
Bushman, the pike is in place.
I have grounds to thank you.
Captain...Captain...
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