Re: who would it be?

Sue wrote:
So the other thread got me thinking of another question for you guys. Of the rec.climbers ***that you have not yet met***, who would you most like to meet and why?

for me (I'll limit myself to 2-although there's lots I'd like to meet):

Martin Carpenter because he always seems like such a nice guy, he's so entertaining and I think he'd be a good man to have at a table full of pints...and because I'd get to hear the end of the story.

AKA Dogboy (remember that guy?), for some amazing writing that I just loved

oh bless your schwell heart for throwing your small dog just such a bone at just such a moment when he was suffocating for the want of it.

for things went absolutely swimmingly, but alas then suddenly absolutely amiss in the garwhal this year. um… perhaps more later. but not now, for there is an ancient rule in my clan, to wit: tell no grim tale unless it has a far larger punchline. at present your dog is searching for said punchline. ***, its hard enough with a *** load of meperidine; impossible sharing a room with at the hotel des invalids (great, now i am in-valid, outstanding) with a moron mormoon who simply will not, apparently cannot, turn off that damned howling television machine. his wife keeps wanting to give me a haircut, his bishop keeps wanting to give me an exorcism. (the bishop's name is shakespeare... i poop thee not. perfect)

me? i just keep have these opiate enhanced walt-disney audiovisuals of sucking the marrow from their scattered bones. great, I am becoming an aghori, despite my best efforts. could we please just turn jerry springer down a tad. ok, how about another tad. let's try 40 tads? pweeeese! ok. is that his daughter or his prom date? you're kidding... huh... well i ate a snake once, in thailand. no, actually more like halibut than chicken. i can't tell if the flourescent lights are givng me a blue tan or it just looks like it in in a mirror under flourescent lights.

ack. sriningar was a bitch, but slc is proving even worse. who’dah thought that possible? not me, obviously. ack yeah, yeah, as you may have guessed your dog only lurks around here after falling off of something. as I did in ‘03. and as I did 3 weeks ago. though in this instance what I fell off of was a bicycle. dhope! well, I was helped by a taxi with bad wheel bearings and even worse brakes. blood everywhere. you'd think if you're gonna loose it in srinigar you'd drown.
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but OTOH: [and here within that you will find the true mind blower, well, at least for mine own 3 active brain cells, if not yours ==> what are the FOOKIN'CHANCES[tm-Lupo] THAT when, for the first time in what, sheesh, 2 years i do but dare lurk here among the big kids on the ..wreck … and what do i find on the very first (well, truth be told, just this once - the very second) post I read?

yeowsa! - mine very own moniker dogboy, his mark.

so what’re the chances that that'd happen, huh? Like lou gerhig getting lou gerhig's disease. whoa babies! yeowsa!

ah, but the point is, um, that at just that moment when i was so sad i could hardly breath you made me laugh. and that made my heart beat for the first time in weeks. huh, back in my ‘ute they'da made ash tray fodder of you for that act of lycanthropy (no matter how unwitting).

ramro, ma bahini. if nothing else, how very sweet of you.
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we were working on our "Unnamed Peak // Unnamed Climber" tour. we dreamed this up at the oxford club in missoula. i still have the cocktail napkin notes:
-unnamed peaks of quality over 6000m
-unnamed climber(s)
-no gear made in the current millenium
-no permits
-no website
-no camera
-no words

the last was hard for this dog. but fair enough, as my pal was good with all save the penultimate.

what fun. it was like being a teenager again. no, better even than that. so much so i recommend it to you all. just don't do it solo.
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more later (if the meds ever make it through my kidneys and they turn that fookin’ television machine OFF.)

you know, if you dial 911 in this place, no one comes.
i tried

that and nurse ratchet claims that Side Show Bob went to my undergradual alma mater. excellent.


canis fidelis est,
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