Insert Jon Stewart's shut-up routine. yes yes. We are all racists and misogynists. We just don't realize it yet. That's why we are so horrible. If only everyone could blindly worship Obama and the democrat socialists, life would be perfect.
Salina is Dr.Fred's hometown. It's in a valley. Driving along the edge of the valley, the town below, like a strip with houses dotted along the sides. Utterly rural. I wondered as he pointed to things below, "Does ever state have a town named Salina and Salida?" Because I see those names all over.
I motorcycled up Fourmile Canyon Road and through Salina two summers ago. Gorgeous scenery, pretty little town. The devastation must be horrible, there and elsewhere in Colorado.
Sorry Deborah but Bloggingheads generally blows- they must pay people to watch it so I doubt they would have to keep this crap in a vault- no one would want to steal it.
I just got back from lunch at a brewpub, and there was a man and a woman sitting at the table next to us, and they were a hell of a lot more interesting than those two dopes and I couldn't even hear a word they were saying.
Chip - Salina, Salida, Sedalia. I get confused. Who is Doc Fred?
M Haz - Riverside, Salina and many normally pleasant and peaceful road-side/water-side towns are devastated and demolished. All they way down to poor Lyons, CO. Lyons is a mess. I can hear the rescue helicopters overhead - flying back and forth - all day yesterday and today. Just grateful the skies are clearing.
Okay, I couldn't get through more than thirty seconds of it but apparently the gist is I don't even get credit for knowing I'm being sexist when I'm being sexist. They've taken away my dignity!
Hey MitchBat, I'll bet the man and woman at the next table's interesting quotient was directly proportional to their attractiveness quotient. Am I right or am I right? Of course I'm right! Next question...
Chip ... what is the condition of Buena Vista, along the Arkansas River, east of the Collegiate Range?
My Google and Bing Foo must suck as I can't get or find a straight answer on conditions in that town or the near-by landscape. Lots of weather forecasts, that's it....
Aridog - This has been mostly a front range event. That said, the higher points like Estes Park and Rocky Mnt nat'l park were rained out and only added to the water moving eastward.
I don't think Buena Vista was in the crosshairs. (oops.. I said crosshairs - that must make me responsible for the actions of others)
AprilApple ... thanks. Buena Vista and surrounding area was one of my favorite places back in the day (1950's+). Mt Princeton was my first (mostly easy) 14'r....horseback to the meadow at roughly 11K feet and hike up the bowl or the ridge. W@hen I started getting video tapes and solicitations for "mini-ranches" in the valley I sort of lost interest, but have sent others there for the hot springs on Mt Princeton. At 9K+ feet that resort will test your flat lander lungs.
I am no longer up to staying days at 9K+ now, 5K is about it for lodging and 10 to 11K or so for tops in short bursts....like in Yellowstone and the Beartooths, Crazies, etc. in Montana. Old + past lung cancer sucks...even when cured, so to speak...the scarring takes away capacity. Period.
Colorado is where all my Rocky Mountain fascination began, and do miss those days. My very first "real" alpine downhill race was on Ruthie's Run at Aspen ... I was terrified until I figured out the bumps.
Dr. Fred is an oncologist who died. I met him when I was very young. I said something uncharacteristically bright and at twenty appeared to be fifteen. Whatever it was, it struck Fred and created a halo effect so that no matter what stupidshit thing I did or said was dismissed as one of those amusing dumb things brilliant people do. He treated me like an idiot but told everybody else my remarkable deeds so that my life is actually eased following his departure. Because of Dr. Fred I have a reputation of smarts, and that's worth something, that I do not deserve.
Anything that I said that was unusual, Fred latched onto as remarkable. It was a bit embarrassing. Like "argot" the rye fungus that made people crazy. And "coelacanths" blew him away so I followed with "architeuthis" Archy toothis like an Egyptian pharaoh, and then he couldn't stand me whipping these out anymore.
When his longterm lover died, younger than himself older than me, and once he was gone Fred and I palled around quite a lot.
He has xxxx had a place in Geonese and let me photograph hummingbirds and hike around the whole place.
Randy bought him a Benz to class him up a little bit before he died. Randy was a Washington-type, liked to control everything, designed and built a kitchen for Angelheart, a go-getter type, Fred missed him a lot, especially his intellect.
So we had lunch together a lot.
I'd ask if he cared to attempt to complete a crossword before the waiter came with our order. To pass the time. That became a thing. He'd constantly stop and say,
How. do. you. know. that ?
How did I arrive at "Z" from "a + b" ?
How in the fuck did I make that connection?
He kept asking.
But I believe he was only toying. A woman I know has a difficult child. He brought over his little toys. The next thing I know, I'm talking to the woman and Fred is on the floor, on his knees facing the sofa, the sofa seat as table, he at 6-yr old boy height, the boy carefully explaining the details of his miniature cars, in a world their own the space of a sofa seat. That is who Fred is.
A thousand people showed up at his funeral, I knew he was well known in Colorado medicine, but I did not know he was that well known and respected. President of Medical Board and all that before he retired.
Those two owned one of my biggest paintings. A composition my own. Boys lined up for a ritual offering, goofing around on a line, a solemn holiday, but they're boys and unruly. It is huge as I can make them, and heavy. The upper portion is registers of hieroglyphics.
When Fred died someone asked me if I knew what happened to that and I said, "I don't know nor do I care. It's gone. He's gone. Everything is gone."
"Fred's executor kept it. [Somebody we both know] in Connecticut hastily claimed dibs on it before I could. The executor turned it over to them."
"Oh."
"So I'd like to talk about painting one for me."
Knowing Dr. Fred Paquette has been advantageous to me merely through our friendship. He was a very good friend.
Incidentally, Fred died hiking at elevation. Arthritis medicine. He retired early due to serious debilitating arthritis.
Apparently, exertion at altitude and arthritis medicine do not go together. He should have known that. Come on. Talk about stew-pud. I'm quite lastingly cross about this whole thing. Mad directly at dead Fred and everybody involved with that hike, I know who they are, especially angry at dead Fred's own ¿quién es mas mácho? competitive machismo. What a dick. Now he's dead. All three of those guys poop poop poop, in a span of a few years, and none of it had anything to do with age or with AIDS.
Aridog - Buena Vista is a special place. Mostly thanks to glorious Mt Princeton. It was my 1st 14er climbed. I like to climb the easiest and prettiest 14ers. Though, I will admit I've only done 3. Princeton, Torreys and Grays.
Remember K's? Best place for junk food in Buena Vista.
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"...Current cognitive research seems to show..."
Insert Jon Stewart's shut-up routine.
yes yes. We are all racists and misogynists. We just don't realize it yet. That's why we are so horrible. If only everyone could blindly worship Obama and the democrat socialists, life would be perfect.
Repent!
OT:
Flood footage:The entire town of Salina - wiped out.
Naked News would be more interesting than Bloggingheads.
Salina is Dr.Fred's hometown. It's in a valley. Driving along the edge of the valley, the town below, like a strip with houses dotted along the sides. Utterly rural. I wondered as he pointed to things below, "Does ever state have a town named Salina and Salida?" Because I see those names all over.
OT:
I motorcycled up Fourmile Canyon Road and through Salina two summers ago. Gorgeous scenery, pretty little town. The devastation must be horrible, there and elsewhere in Colorado.
Sorry Deborah but Bloggingheads generally blows- they must pay people to watch it so I doubt they would have to keep this crap in a vault- no one would want to steal it.
Tough room!
(It's my vault, AJ :)
Haz, you perv. Are you a secret Canadian?
Gotta go for now...
I just got back from lunch at a brewpub, and there was a man and a woman sitting at the table next to us, and they were a hell of a lot more interesting than those two dopes and I couldn't even hear a word they were saying.
Chip -
Salina, Salida, Sedalia.
I get confused. Who is Doc Fred?
M Haz - Riverside, Salina and many normally pleasant and peaceful road-side/water-side towns are devastated and demolished.
All they way down to poor Lyons, CO. Lyons is a mess.
I can hear the rescue helicopters overhead - flying back and forth - all day yesterday and today. Just grateful the skies are clearing.
deborah, are you going Pelosi Galore on us?
Okay, I couldn't get through more than thirty seconds of it but apparently the gist is I don't even get credit for knowing I'm being sexist when I'm being sexist. They've taken away my dignity!
Hey MitchBat, I'll bet the man and woman at the next table's interesting quotient was directly proportional to their attractiveness quotient. Am I right or am I right? Of course I'm right! Next question...
Chip ... what is the condition of Buena Vista, along the Arkansas River, east of the Collegiate Range?
My Google and Bing Foo must suck as I can't get or find a straight answer on conditions in that town or the near-by landscape. Lots of weather forecasts, that's it....
Aridog - This has been mostly a front range event. That said, the higher points like Estes Park and Rocky Mnt nat'l park were rained out and only added to the water moving eastward.
I don't think Buena Vista was in the crosshairs. (oops.. I said crosshairs - that must make me responsible for the actions of others)
AprilApple ... thanks. Buena Vista and surrounding area was one of my favorite places back in the day (1950's+). Mt Princeton was my first (mostly easy) 14'r....horseback to the meadow at roughly 11K feet and hike up the bowl or the ridge. W@hen I started getting video tapes and solicitations for "mini-ranches" in the valley I sort of lost interest, but have sent others there for the hot springs on Mt Princeton. At 9K+ feet that resort will test your flat lander lungs.
I am no longer up to staying days at 9K+ now, 5K is about it for lodging and 10 to 11K or so for tops in short bursts....like in Yellowstone and the Beartooths, Crazies, etc. in Montana. Old + past lung cancer sucks...even when cured, so to speak...the scarring takes away capacity. Period.
Colorado is where all my Rocky Mountain fascination began, and do miss those days. My very first "real" alpine downhill race was on Ruthie's Run at Aspen ... I was terrified until I figured out the bumps.
Dr. Fred is an oncologist who died. I met him when I was very young. I said something uncharacteristically bright and at twenty appeared to be fifteen. Whatever it was, it struck Fred and created a halo effect so that no matter what stupidshit thing I did or said was dismissed as one of those amusing dumb things brilliant people do. He treated me like an idiot but told everybody else my remarkable deeds so that my life is actually eased following his departure. Because of Dr. Fred I have a reputation of smarts, and that's worth something, that I do not deserve.
Anything that I said that was unusual, Fred latched onto as remarkable. It was a bit embarrassing. Like "argot" the rye fungus that made people crazy. And "coelacanths" blew him away so I followed with "architeuthis" Archy toothis like an Egyptian pharaoh, and then he couldn't stand me whipping these out anymore.
When his longterm lover died, younger than himself older than me, and once he was gone Fred and I palled around quite a lot.
He has xxxx had a place in Geonese and let me photograph hummingbirds and hike around the whole place.
Randy bought him a Benz to class him up a little bit before he died. Randy was a Washington-type, liked to control everything, designed and built a kitchen for Angelheart, a go-getter type, Fred missed him a lot, especially his intellect.
So we had lunch together a lot.
I'd ask if he cared to attempt to complete a crossword before the waiter came with our order. To pass the time. That became a thing. He'd constantly stop and say,
How. do. you. know. that ?
How did I arrive at "Z" from "a + b" ?
How in the fuck did I make that connection?
He kept asking.
But I believe he was only toying. A woman I know has a difficult child. He brought over his little toys. The next thing I know, I'm talking to the woman and Fred is on the floor, on his knees facing the sofa, the sofa seat as table, he at 6-yr old boy height, the boy carefully explaining the details of his miniature cars, in a world their own the space of a sofa seat. That is who Fred is.
A thousand people showed up at his funeral, I knew he was well known in Colorado medicine, but I did not know he was that well known and respected. President of Medical Board and all that before he retired.
Those two owned one of my biggest paintings. A composition my own. Boys lined up for a ritual offering, goofing around on a line, a solemn holiday, but they're boys and unruly. It is huge as I can make them, and heavy. The upper portion is registers of hieroglyphics.
When Fred died someone asked me if I knew what happened to that and I said, "I don't know nor do I care. It's gone. He's gone. Everything is gone."
"Fred's executor kept it. [Somebody we both know] in Connecticut hastily claimed dibs on it before I could. The executor turned it over to them."
"Oh."
"So I'd like to talk about painting one for me."
Knowing Dr. Fred Paquette has been advantageous to me merely through our friendship. He was a very good friend.
Incidentally, Fred died hiking at elevation. Arthritis medicine. He retired early due to serious debilitating arthritis.
Apparently, exertion at altitude and arthritis medicine do not go together. He should have known that. Come on. Talk about stew-pud. I'm quite lastingly cross about this whole thing. Mad directly at dead Fred and everybody involved with that hike, I know who they are, especially angry at dead Fred's own ¿quién es mas mácho? competitive machismo. What a dick. Now he's dead. All three of those guys poop poop poop, in a span of a few years, and none of it had anything to do with age or with AIDS.
Aridog - Buena Vista is a special place. Mostly thanks to glorious Mt Princeton. It was my 1st 14er climbed. I like to climb the easiest and prettiest 14ers.
Though, I will admit I've only done 3. Princeton, Torreys and Grays.
Remember K's? Best place for junk food in Buena Vista.
Chip - Sorry to hear about the loss of such good friends. They sound as interesting as you do.
You're trying to Rick-roll me, aren't you?
It didn't occur to me until well afterwards that they were probably Scandinavian of some sort.
Around these parts, they definitely qualified as financially successful creative types.
Maybe everybody looks like that in Sweden.
I really wouldn't know.
ricpic:
"They've taken away my dignity!"
Impossible!
Edwaaard.
Icepick, would I do that to you?
Icepick, would I do that to you?
I would hope not. But I've been Rick-rolled by any number of people I USED to trust. I'm very scarred, emotionally.
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