Finally uploaded some pics from the Mt. Garfield (06102002) and Osceola (06202002) Hillstomps. We bad!
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Special Announcement: Dizzy-Dazey has been inducted into the Forum Fools Hall of Fame. Congratulations, Dizzy!
Dizzy-Dazey is still at it, whining and complaining. If she’d stop running her mouth so much, she might actually fix something. I think the real help she needs is here. And to help her along on her journey to mental health, I wrote her this haiku:
Like pearls tossed to swine,
give free washer repair help,
still she squeals and whines.
Netscape version 4.7x has a problem with how it handles java. As a result, people coming to my website using one of these versions would cause my HumanClick console to load up and it would drive me crazy. I finally added a little snippet of java code to each of my webpages that detects these odious browsers and sends them to this page in the hopes of encouraging them to upgrade their browser. For crying out loud, people, it’s FREE! Why would you continue surfing the web with an antique browser when you can upgrade to a much better version for FREE?
Kudos to Appliance Studbuckette You Hurt My Brain for writing a sensitive, New Age haiku and limerick to wrap up the Dizzy-Dazey thread.
Awesome hike up the Osceolas today! We bagged both East Osceola and Mt. Osceola. Here’s the route we took:
Except we started at the Greeley Pond trailhead and ended at the Mt. Osceola trailhead. Total mileage was something over 10.
Just four intrepid souls and their two faithful canine companions. The dogs both did great on the vertical ascent up East Osceola, with a little help from their humans. Had a nice long stay at the summit despite the black flies in a blood frenzy. (Got some good bites, too) I love how my body feels wrung out and beat-to-shit after a good ass-kicking hike. I’m gonna sleep good tonight!
Pictures from this hike, the Moosilauke and Mt. Garfield hikes are all coming soon.
WARNING: Cheesedork Alert!
Dazey is a classic cheesedork who apparently believes that it’s her Constitutional right to have her appliances repaired for free. Gas Man did a nice, albeit semi-literate, job of mocking her. But Brain’s post was really the coup de grace–way to go, Brain!
Dazey, you won’t find a very sympathetic audience here, Toots. And, hey, lemme hear that door smack your ass on your way out.
Congratulations to Brewer, the latest inductee into the venerable brotherhood of Fermented Appliance Geeks.
TagBoard is having problems staying online. In the short time I’ve been using it on this page, it’s had several outages. Lately, at least once a day. I wouldn’t mind so much except that when it goes down, it prevents the rest of the page content from loading. Well, you get what you pay for and only paid $15 for the “enhanced” version. When I get too disgusted with it, I just remove it from the page until it seems to be working again. So, if you don’t see the message board in the right-hand, shaded column, you’ll know that TagBoard is having a flare up of cranial-rectal colocation. Wouldn’t it be sweet, sweet irony if the free, ad-supported version had 100% up-time?
One of my cats, Lovey, is driving me insane with her nightly rodent gifts. It wouldn’t be so bad if she would at least kill them before bringing them into the house. But she insists that I eat them while they’re still writhing and squeeking. So, every night around 1 am, she brings me a live rodent snack. Live or dead, I’ve never been a big fan of eating rodents. But I don’t know how to tell Lovey this without hurting her feelings. Oh sure, I’ll still eat them when she brings them in because I don’t want her to think that her efforts are unappreciated. It’s the thought that counts…right?
The problem started when I finally installed a cat door after my wife had been nagging me about it for weeks. She was tired of Lovey waking her up several times during the night wanting to go out hunting. So we find ourselves in a situation where we have more rodents in the house because of a cat. The other night she brought in a live baby squirrel. It escaped under the dishwasher and went behind the wall where, presumably, it’s now happily chewing through sheet rock and live electrical wires. Last night, she brought in two field mice. I was able to catch them with gloved hands, wring their necks and pop them in my mouth before they escaped to other parts of the house.
It’s gotten so bad that I had a rodent nightmare last night. I heard a high-pitched rodent squeeking coming from the tool drawer in the kitchen. I pulled open the drawer to see a small squirrel raping a loudly protesting chipmunk. I pulled the brutish squirrel off the chipmunk and bit its head off. Then I ate the chipmunk. Chipmunks taste even worse than mice.
The solution to this sorry domestic situation is to send Lovey to Mousing School where she can learn how to kill the rodents she catches. I spent hours searching the internet for such a school but, alas, to no avail. If anyone knows of a mousing school for cats, please email me. Domo.
A big welcome to Mad Mac, the latest appliance guru to help out in answering posts in the Samurai School of Appliantology!
Ahh, there’s nothing like hiking in a steady, driving, cold rain. We decided not to attempt Mt. Washington because of the forecast calling for snow, freezing rain, and sub-freezing temps. So, Mike, Dina, Ouzo, and I hiked 11 soggy miles on the Monadnock-Sunapee Greenway. Many times we were hiking through streams and ponds in what is normally firm, dry trail. This was beyond the mud stage–we’ve had so much rain that water is pooling up along stretches of saturated soil.
When we started off at Pitcher Mountain, it was raining steadily so we threw our ponchos on over our packs and headed off. At the top of Pitcher Mountain (and all the other exposed sections of the hike) the wind was kicking up, whipping rain into our faces and making our ponchos flap wildly. Since it was a chilly 47F, we doffed our ponchos and put on our waterproof shells in an futile attempt to stay drier and warmer. As long as we kept moving at a pretty good pace, we could stay reasonably warm despite the frigid rain.
The other challenge was the slippery footing. All the rocks and roots were so slick that it was like they were coated with ice. We each had a turn at some pretty spectacular tumbles. Fortunately, no one was seriously hurt beyond bruised butts and egos. One nice thing about all the rain though: no bugs! Usually, this time of year along that stretch of trail you’d have to have a thick coat of DEET on every square millimeter of exposed flesh to keep the frenzied mosquitoes from extracting quarts of your blood. Even the blood suckers had enough sense to stay outta this kind of rain. But we didn’t. Who’s really higher up on the evolutionary scale?
When we reached the Washington shelter, we set our packs inside and headed for the Washington General Store for their famous cheeseburger subs. Back at the shelter, where it was still raining steadily, we reached a spontaneous consensus to reconvene the camping portion of our trip back at my house in our popup camper. Mike and Dina headed off this morning for Bretton Woods, NH, for Dina’s IFA meeting. We may get another shot at Mt. Washington on Monday if the weather clears up.
Many thanks to Jeff, the webmaster of ApplianceAid.com for answering questions in the Samurai School of Appliantology while I was out gettin’ soggy. Thanks, Jeff!
TagBoard is having cranial-rectal colocation problems so I’ve temporarily taken it down.
I won’t be online much today. My friends from Texas, Mike and Dina Owens, will arrive this evening so I’ll be getting ready for them, picking up all the beer cans in the yard and scraping foreign life forms outta the toilet.
Tomorrow we’re headed up to Mt. Washington for a peak bagging hike…maybe. The weather is looking pretty bad: freezing rain and snow. That’s enough to make even a hardcore hiker like myself think twice about such hostile conditions before attempting a hike up Mt. Washington.
Plan B is a section hike along the Monadnock-Sunapee Greenway, specifically, the section from Pitcher Mountain to the the town of Washington, NH. We’d overnight at the Adirondak shelter at Washington.
IF I can talk sense into Mike and Dina.
So, the upshot of all this whining is that I ain’t gonna be online for live help or answering posts in the forum until Sunday evening. I leave you in the capable and experienced hands of other gurus at the forum: YHMBrain, Jeff, Brewer, and Douggiestyle.
Here’s a good one from Brain:
I think that signals a reeeal long lunch break!