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You Got Pwned, Bit'th....

If you dont know the origin of Bit'th, I shall elucidate : There once was this loading dock by the tracks in Bozeman. One this loading dock was some graffiti where some idiot was spraying out naughty words and misspelled "bitch". Every time we drove by it after a hard day of skiing you would almost lose your toast laughing so hard.

To the Pwnage: About a week ago or more I was sitting on the back porch with my mom drinking wine and watching the field mice hop on the wall through the vines. Cute, big ears, diseased. Needless to say, mom freaked out. Since then there has been little poison traps all over. And, ever since, there has been a growing number of pwned mice. One was in the house somewhere, so it probably died in the couch or something? Yuck.

Allow me to Document...

#1 This little fucker died trying to get out of the garage via a corner hole or something. He died vertically stuck in the hole though has since fallen over. Kinda looks like two of em now.


#2 Found him in the vines, tossed em over the wall.


#3 The super teeny. I think I stepped on this one 4 times before I noticed. About the size of a quarter.


#4 Another one in the vines. He didnt make it too far from the poison.


#5 Toasted in plain site. He resides under the glass table. Still. A message to all the other mouse, "youre not welcome here."


#6 The Elusive. When cleaning the garage I moved all that scrap lumber out to sweep. Discovery. While beefing up the crappy TV stand for a fish tank with said lumber I found this fatty.




Btw.... I have personally redefined the word "mouse" as being either singular OR plural, because it sounds better that way. Like "deer" or "fish" only better.

Recognise, Bit'th!!!....

I was following some links this morning as I was drinking my coffee, walking around naked, and pretty much slacking off. I have always thought that I had a good visual memory and it turns out I was right. See if you can beat me:

Faces: 86% Correct, 52nd Percentile
Objects: 96% Correct, 86th Percentile
Verbal: 100% Correct, 93rd Percentile

Czech it: Visual Recognition

Notice: Im back in action, so czech back for more fuxored shite.

Note to Self: Marias New Mexican Kitchen is by definition the "Destroyer". Never again will I have more than one margarita there. Its not like theyre huge or anything, and I could hold myself better if it was just a glass of tequila, but these are unreal. Be Warned.

Boats, Bleeds, and Bling....

Note: I was just listening to the radio and an answer Miss South Carolina "like such as" just made in the beauty competition. OMG. Awesome. She better be super hot, cuz shes lacking a couple french fries from her happy meal. Wow.

Anywho, I gots pics. Heres the boats in a menagerie of color yellow. Along with said helmet of color yellow. As well a misuse of said word begining in 'm', yet I had no other options as the word is too cool.
Then we have a serious case of caustic fun, an event that erupted last night during the most fantastic sunset EVER! The event was a masterpiece of bleeding brakes. An incident that I have only witnessed melting sunglasses and cussing Garretts before now. Luckily Amanda was quick on the lever and smooth on the action so no person was frenoed in the eye or the $100 jeans which fail to appear in the wardrobe. Man that stuff is gross when its old.



And I bought that damn waterproof phone....
And thats it. Im hungry.

Want vs. Need....

I suckered myself into buying a new boat. Dammit. I got meself a nice Liquid Logic Huck creek boat. Then, after arriving in Santa Fe and examining my lack of funds from the quadruple drive between MT and NM, I went and bought a new phone. Luckily though it wont break and is waterproof. Just what I needed (wanted).

I am currently accepting funds from all peoples everywhere, in hopes that I wont have to get a jobby job and go play more. I am also accepting donations of working 42" Hp Designjet Plotters. Other things on the list of acceptance are:
- Kegerator
- Bike stand
- Corporate Gas/ Credit Cards
- Fun Jobs that pay exponentially more than they should
- Break-down kayak paddle
- Lunch/Dinner
- Ingredients for Margaritas

PS: Jason, sorry I didnt stop by on the way through Trinidad, but after the speeding warning from Trooper Boepple in the construction cone zone at 10pm, I decided to keep pushing on behind Amandas too efficient Doobaru. Besides I had already delivered the 2 Yamahas southbound.

Weather = Beautiful

Time = Kayaking

Next time: Rio Grande rock shots....

From the Summer Earlier....

So Im poking around in my imagery looking for things to DELETE and shazammm!!! I found a pile of gems that Id like to share. Some real fond moments.

Like this one here is of Brian, Garrett and I, where I am humping G's leg. I love inappropriate moments like this.
This heres a view of the Beartooth Drop before the Vortex developed earlier this spring. I must admit that the vortex kinda made low water bearable and exciting due to the random nature of paddler departure.

I have more but I just found the shisha in the garage, so its time for a little Egyptian time, of deep thought and beaujolais....

To Be Continued....

Invisible....

I saw this and just had to put it on.

But fact of the matter is that us rafters are unable to go the Salmon in a week bc of the smoke from the forest fires. Sad. *tear*tear*

This here now is a little ditty on Amanda "The Discerning":

1. Shes never been to the Beartooths, until 5 weeks ago?

2. Her brother Dillon is hillarious when he doesnt know youre taking a pic

3. Dental work on the front tooth after being kicked in the face bc you were surfing the Beartooth Drop at high water and then hit the bridge pillar is painful and expensive

4. Objects in mirror are closer than they appear


The sun is hot. Too hot infact for a penguin. But here I sit in the cool shade awaiting the time to grasp a freakin cold bottle of Dos Equis, squeeze the lemon, and partake. Santa Fe is awesome. Im moving here matter of fact. Actually Im already here. But I must go back to MT for the lack of river trip and snatch up my bikes, motorized and non, and then trek it all the way back down with Amanders.

Now that I can take some time off from the life unaffixed, there will be more blogging, and updating, and pics of things less seen. Like the bees outside my window have this big red splotch on em. someone told me it was pollen. I believe them not. I think its a shoe.

The Summer of....

Thanks to somebody for ending the summer. It was too hot, too long, too ugh. I had a ton of fun but my little big squeeze was too far away. Tourists suck. I think clsoe to 8 people that were collective freinds of the guides at the shop died this summer. And one almost died on my boat the other day. Enough.
So the Manders and I move on south to Santa Fe not before a stint on the Salmon River for a couple of days. Note to all, I will be naked most of the time, unless you find me one of those tutu pink ballerina outfits. I think we can call that a moose knuckle fo sho!!
So Ive been completely out of touch and brain boiled in the sun. No beer cold enough to quench my desire. I dont really shower. But I do rinse twice a day! Thats got to count for something!! So now that I have time and internet Im gonna do some more posts and catch up on the summer lost. I have pics for all!

And the coolest thing to happen was this morning, hiking up 13,200 ft to participate in my cousin Dan's marraige. We left at midnight and summited before 5am to see the sunrise!! Life is fantastic.