Posted on 01/11/2009 3:15:27 PM PST by JoeProBono
Worlds Most Dangerous Pathway Redux
This reminded me of the atrocious stuff JackelopeBreeder used to describe when harassing illegal aliens out in the badlands cut up by ancient glaciers. Imagine a paunchy gringo jumping around such obstacles like a mountain goat.
I used to take dares in college as to what I’d climb. Good money. Going on fifty now, still in excellent condition...if the winds were relatively stable I’d give it a go. Great reason to visit Spain on my way to Northern Italy.
It only hurts when you land, and then just for a moment or two. Thanks for the cheer up.
Those kind of walks are good for nimble folks with small feet. I remember when I visited some of the indian ruins out West, like Mesa Verde, et al, where you have to climb ladders, before my equilibrium was laid waste by the labyrinthitis, my enormous feet (and even bigger shoes) made that sort of climbing very risky. =8-0>
I wear an 8 1/2, which is considered rather small. Size 11 and above are considered large for a person under six feet tall. Chip up, now - the most lascivious women seem to equate a man’s shoe size with something else.
Seriously though, climbing around Mesa Verde had to be cool. That vertical civilization without elevators was referenced in the latest “Time Machine” film and touched upon in “Lord of the Rings” elf cities. It’s still a mystery as to what caused those people to quit their relatively secure domicile.
Yeah, I’m a bit bigger than 11 (12 ? I wear flipflops mostly, even in winter, so don’t worry ‘bout shoes). My 4’11 1/2” former fiancee had huge feet for her size, about size 9, IIRC. She, thankfully, did not have a big pecker. I remember my cousin, whose boyfriend at the time was over 6 feet tall and he had these tiny little shoes that I roasted him over. What was worse was that I got huge feet early, before puberty set in, so large were my feet and shoes that the kids would poke me that it looked like I wore full-grown adult combat boots (they were just Reebok high-tops).
We went to Mesa Verde in the summer (back in the ‘90s). Crowded as hell, but we stayed for 2 nights on the mesa top in a lodge. Some places I couldn’t climb the ladder because of my huge feet. I had to go up to some ranger to tell him and he looked at me and couldn’t tell what was wrong... pointed to my feet and he rolled his eyes, “Oh, jeez.” I think I’m part monkey or something, some of my toes are longer than some of my fingers. I just can’t climb like ‘em.
Does that guy have any idea how famous he is ? He could make a ton of money just off his own image and not have to hijack another Heineken from a store ever again (unless just for the thrill).
Nope
The Mirth-mobile!
The solution was apparent - you should have laced your shoes together, hung them around your neck and let those amazing feet and toes do what evolution intended of them.
Don’t feel bad. I thought the hot chick at Red Cross camp would respect me more if I “respected her boundaries”. Of course, her friend HAD to tell me she was disappointed I never made the move - while we were getting on the buses home.
While I was at camp one of my “friends” was knocking up my steady, which she tried to put on me. Calenders are our friends.
My point is that we have to get over and learn from the traumas of our youth or be forever caught in a loop of “what if”.
It could get much worse and their would still be millions of people with time and money.
Interesting audio choice.
What hell are they really pointing at?
Anyhow I can’t believe this guy hasn’t be identified. He’s a weird random cultural icon. I hope he’s not dead or something. We must find him.
I’d not have tried to climb those ladders barefoot with my slippery and sweaty feet, yikes ! I wouldn’t mind going back to Mesa Verde again, though, but I’ll likely be wearing my flipflops. After I got those nasty infections in my toes, my feet are so hypersensitive to anything rubbing against the toes that open flipflops are the only option (hell, even having a blanket over my feet can irritate them, ugh !).
Yeah, that sucks about the camp (nevermind your steady, and I certainly hope you rearranged your friend’s face and hampered his ability to procreate). Gotta go after those opportunities when they present themselves. I never got sent off to camp, except for one brief time when we were up visiting friends back almost 30 (!) years ago in Westchester, NY. Wasn’t quite the “Meatballs” kinda place. Of course them “kids” helping us out and telling us what to do would all be about your age now. Damn, where did the time go ? :-\
Mmm, the attempted blackmail. The girl made me pro-life through her attempt to hold a fetus hostage. "You have to marry me - you got me pregnant and it's the right thing to do!" Mr. Calender said otherwise and a little investigation brought out the rest of the story.
When I laid this out she adamantly insisted on abortion. I pontificated for 30 minutes arguing how this unborn human deserved life no matter how it was conceived. TPS had a pretty streamlined adoption system in place.
But NO, she went for the shop-vac and added that burden of guilt to her collection of mental problems. Probably holding an office somewhere as a Democrat. How better qualified does one have to be?
The dude? She used him and the poor guy truly resembled ALF of TV fame (even down to the hairdo). I think he finally reunited with his father.
My feet are the least of my problems, although once they were almost the most serious and ended up causing a lot of my other physical problems due to that very nasty infection (that the kindly podiatrist wouldn’t treat, f**k you very much). Anyway...
Yeah, it looks like that girl was a real piece of work. Sounds like a Soap Opera character. I wouldn’t want to be her on Judgment Day, though. I don’t know what I’d have done if somebody had aborted my kid, I already have a mountain of issues, and that would be like a n-bomb to just add to it all. :-\
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