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hooblie
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from out where the anecdotes roam
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Jan 29, 2018 - 08:23pm PT
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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 30, 2018 - 04:42am PT
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A dream
Millis was driving.
We were in Nevada on a climbing trip.
He drove off without me.
I was stranded, no money, no gear.
I was on the main highway thru the town.
I hung out in the area of course, hoping he’d be back for me.
I met several of the locals that afternoon.
They were okay with my “lurking” when I explained my situation.
The kids were friendly.
There was a parking lot across the street from the homes.
It was for a chain drugsstore, I believe.
The grammar school was down the road.
That evening was the Fourth of July parade, not a big deal, really.
But the high school had a large choir, a marching choir
not a band as they could not afford instruments, I was told.
The parade happened just before dark,
but before it did, a large youngish man came over and we spoke.
He was the town’s sheriff and he looked me over well.
and took my photo with his cell phone for good measure.
He had to protect the folks from thieves but saw I was harmless enough.
The parade was short, over before I knew it.
People left and I sat in an abandoned love seat overnight.
It wasn’t very cold.
In the morning I went over to the school and looked thru the chain link fence.
It was Saturday morning and no one was about.
There was a short outcrop of rock at the school
and the kids obviously used it to play on.
A ways further out in the desert was another, much larger outcrop.
I saw a hawk on the near one, and he flew off to the other one.
As I began to waken, I realized what had happened:
I knew where Millis had gotten off to but couldn’t see the car
but it was likely parked on the opposite side of the larger rock.
Some joke, buddy.
How silly are dreams, really, in the light of day;
while in them and living them all is so serious and full of worry,
just as it is in our so-called "reality."
I cold speculate on dreams and how they might be alternate realities
that occur after this one, when we've died.
But that's for another time.
For now, I'm going back to bed.
Or sitting up reading, maybe.
--MFM
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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 30, 2018 - 07:12am PT
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Just five minutes ago.Have a nice one today.
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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 30, 2018 - 12:35pm PT
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I'd give it a two overall. ^^^^^
But you say it was found. In the trash?
This is just as bad.[Click to View YouTube Video]Why are anyone whatching dees?
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Gnome Ofthe Diabase
climber
Out Of Bed
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Jan 30, 2018 - 01:04pm PT
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John, being direct, rare,as that is, I was saying hello, seeing that you had posted.
there is no need to try to read anything into what gets said around here-
So it was no more than that , A Happy New Years wish , was it?
no meaning behind these yaken at the tail end of the democracy experiment
We live in a wondeftul lake and sky zone where all think they are waving back
ever there is real free speech hidden out back
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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 30, 2018 - 08:56pm PT
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We better duck outta here.
We are in the wrong place, nawmean?Whose hood is it, I wonder?
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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 30, 2018 - 09:25pm PT
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And now for something completely indifferent.
[Click to View YouTube Video]
(Thanks to Spoon Moon June)
Needs a skosh more to be full-on full.
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Bushman
climber
The state of quantum flux
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Jan 31, 2018 - 04:13am PT
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the phucket list
It keeps me warm
this roof between me and
that super blue blood moon
It holds in the heat
before I venture to peer
at the clair de lune
And before a sigh
in the pre-dawn hour
escapes my lips
I’ll tilt my head
up to the west
to view the eclipse
For thirty five minutes
I’ll close my eyes
having noted the time
And rue the exchange
of my sleep for a poem
and a simple rhyme
And I’ll report back
on this lunar event
what I might have missed
When anxiety over
sleep deprived wonder
is checked off my list
-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 31, 2018 - 05:32am PT
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Yep.
Camera's too shaky to get a great shot. The tripod's horizontal knob is busted so it "tracks" a bit. Also, I don't know wtf I'm doing. :0)
Sure is a good show, though.
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Bushman
climber
The state of quantum flux
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Jan 31, 2018 - 06:12am PT
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zBrown
Ice climber
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Jan 31, 2018 - 07:46am PT
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Speakin of The Iceman
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JAVA BLUES
The state keeps a list of chemicals it considers possible causes of cancer, and one of them, acrylamide, is created when coffee beans are roasted.
Switch to chicory (and cocaína)? Screaming Jay drank it.
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Ain't gona put the badgers out of business, but you get what you pay for, right?
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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 31, 2018 - 08:40am PT
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Coincidence?
Just last night I watched The Iceman (2012):
The story of Richard Kuklinski, the notorious contract killer and family man.
When finally arrested in 1986, neither his wife nor daughters had any clue about his real profession.
It is estimated he killed 100 people.
Moon River and Me:
"Moon River", the Mancini original version, was "our song" in high school for Liz #1 and me.
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zBrown
Ice climber
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Jan 31, 2018 - 11:27am PT
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Iceman Gervin, Iceman Butler, Iceman Kuklinski
Six more and whaddya got? Ice Nine
The Iceman Cometh is ez
Wim Hof (not so ez)
Ray Carlson (my uncle from Detriot) even had a truck
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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 31, 2018 - 02:54pm PT
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One of the best Flames pages evah!
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Cool cat, looking for a kitty
Gonna look in every corner of the city
--John Sebastian
It is currently 63° here in the central SJV.
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Bushman
climber
The state of quantum flux
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Jan 31, 2018 - 04:32pm PT
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Born under Aquarius
(Bilbo the Cat)
I know who I am
I’m Bilbo the Cat
If you ask me again
I’ll tell you the same
I’m Bilbo the Cat
And that’s my name
Born under Aquarius
I’ve come from afar
A parking lot kitty
If you must know
I lived under a car
On cannery row
Way down on the Bayou
Where I was born
Beneath the bald cypress
Eating crawdaddy soup
Where my ear was torn
On a chicken coop
I’m Bilbo the Cat
Don’t call me coy
Knew the King of Siam
And his Siamese Cat
By the name of Roy
Now you know who I am
That Roy talks some crap
It’s no bueno I say
If you knew what I knew
You scat for good
And would stay away
That’s what I’d do
Cause I’m Bilbo the Cat
I know where it’s at
No money for nothing
No sheep for change
No coming to bat
And I ain’t a bluffing
-Bilbo the Cat
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zBrown
Ice climber
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Jan 31, 2018 - 04:34pm PT
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Whither Frodo
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