Welcome to my cave...

I get tired of professional ball sport athletes whining about their contracts and hearing all of the bullshit about their off field antics and court proceedings. They are over paid and pampered, snot nosed weenies. Once I overheard a pro football player try to justify his multi-million dollar contract by saying how dangerous it was to play. I say, "Eat it Leroy!!! Don't play if you're going to snivel...!!!" 

My heroes are mountaineers. These people face terminal danger on a daily basis and one will never hear them whine about the suffering involved in their accomplishments. People like Alex Lowe, Andrew Mclean, Conrad Anker and Lynn Hill. They are unassuming, realistic, friendly, down to earth regular people to talk with. Their passion smolders from within the soul and one can sense the excitement of the next adventure in their distant gaze. I wish I could go with them.

These are the people I admire the most.

The gargoyles on top are my link to the web pages. They used to sing three part harmony for the Temptations and Smokey Robinson. But now, their latest project is to revive "the funky chicken."

happy turns.......

the ancient lunatic