May 01 2008
Does Whatever a Spider Can
Look what I did this afternoon!
Rock-climbing Lulu: aren’t you proud of me? I wasn’t even too scared. My favorite part is flying down after reaching the top. I made it all the way three three times out of four. On the last climb I had gotten up over the hard bendy-out part but the handholds got too small and my arms were too tired, so I asked to be released earthward, and floated down like a leaden, big-assed feather.
The only drawback is that the area near the bone I broke a few years ago is issuing a pulsating dagger of pain now and then. But it’s not too bad.
now You are rock-climbing Ginna!
Well done! Wasn’t I wise in recommending it? When are you going again? Who did you get to belay you? Did he have an accent?
Yes you wuz wize, as always. Well, as sometimes. My belayer was young, but quite tall with nary an accent. He’s a ski instructor in Tahoo. I mean Tahoe. He had straight teeth. He slipped once and I managed not to drop him. Shall we go on Monday when I visit you?
Do you think Oleg should learn to rock climb?
Whoa, there was just a massive explosion out on the street. Bye.
Hey, you look great in that strap get-up. You should wear it more often. MB
funny i was just looking at the website for the rock climbing gym in berkeley wondering if i should go back… maybe we can make a date?