May got me a copy of pictures from her camera from halloween. Here is the cool chick in her Batman inspired outfit.

I've been thinking that it'd be cool to have a thing to map my runs and maybe keep a log of them. So I ran across mapmyrun.com from lifehacker. It's really cool, you use googlemaps to plot you runs and it tells you your distance and calories (with your height/weight info.)
My runs are here

I was waiting for a compile to finish (like my excuse?) and came across this article/blog entry about geek tv. It's about online distribution and consumption of TV content. Very interesting stuff.

Fittingly as yesterday was halloween, on my run with May I got bit by a vampire dog. (It looks much cooler in person.)
After wiping the foam from my mouth I went out with May and Aimee to the Clinton Street Pub where they were having a corn dog eating contest. May thought she'd take me down, but we both lost to some dude at the end of the bar. I was in second, but it's not horseshoes.
I'll have better pictures up when May throws a few my way, until then here is The Great Pumpkin and Daisy Duke in the dark.

I had a Halloween Costume Party at my house on Friday. I was Paul Bunyan and was pretty psyched about walking around with an axe all night. But after my tally got past 5 on the beer cup, I left the axe alone.

We had such guests as the Flying Spaghetti Monster, Jesus and his old man God. Also had another Paul Bunyan (we had an axe fight after I chopped down an Ent.) Daisy Duke and May West were there. Along with a Salmon, a Ninja, some Pirates, Romans, Middle Age Zorro, Tooth Fairy and others. It got hazy pretty early.

The Flying Spaghetti Monster and God had a duel. I think it's obvious who won. The loser had to eat Kitty Litter Cake.

I was told I had the Tooth Fairy, May West and the Mermaid taking special pictures in my bedroom. I wasn't around for that but I'm supposed to be getting them for Christmas. Maybe sooner?

I even had the Viking drive over my beautiful potato and onion garden. Apparently when Paul Buynan threw potatos at the Mermaid it was time to show what's what. My neighbors must love me with trucks driving on my yard, axe fights and a Religous War happening inside.

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I saw a guy cut out the top of his popcorn bag a few weeks ago and finally tried it out.

Aimee had some friends visiting this weekend and let me tag along and we made it up to the Japanese Gardens this Sunday. It was no comparison for my weed infested back yard, but it was pretty cool.

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On Friday night I climbed Beacon Rock in the Gorge with my friend Ben. It was a 6 pitch climb, with the last being a 200 foot scramble. We went up 3 pitches and then I lowered Ben back down to the ground on another route so he could top rope that (a 5.11).
After Ben's climb we continued up, now it was in the dark. We used headlamps and it was pretty damn cool. Ben lead the whole way and I just cleaned on the way up. It was a little funky at parts when it was completely dark and you had to move your headlamp around to figure out the foot holds.
We made it to the walkway around 9:30 and after organizing a bit we hiked back down to the parking lot. I went to get the car (and beer) while Ben got his bag from the backside of the rock. When Ben got back there was a Ranger there and he came over and talked to us as apparently the park and parking lot were closed. And he didn't seem to appreciate us having a celebratory beer in the close lot. He didn't hassle us too much and we took off for the safe shore of Oregon.

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Aimee and I watched the swifts fly around Chapman School in NW Sunday night. If you get a chance it's worth hanging out with all the people and the birds before they go South for the winter.

Waiting for the birds	They're starting to round up (Mt. St. Helens smoking in the background)
More swifts	Funnel of swifts
Swifts being attacked by a falcon	Shooting into the smokestack

This weekend all of us went out to Smith Rock to celebrate Kate and Sandra's birthday with some rock climbing. Friday night was some beer drinking and fire starting until 2am. On Saturday after a breakfast of bacon, coffee, bagels, pancakes and warm beer, we headed over into the park. Brynne, May and I went to Wherever I May Roam, a 5 pitch climb. Brynne lead the pitches, I went send and May came up after me. On the bottom I broke a hold which funked up my zen. The first 3 pitches were ok, on the second I had issues and fell a few times (once cos a fart made me laugh and fall off).

I was following up the 3rd pitch and was having some issues with it when a guy above us started to throw his ropes down right on top of us to rappel. He was talking to Brynne, who was belaying me and I was freaking out so I yelled at her "Hey, tell those fuckers to not rappel onto us!" The guy was like 30 feet above and yelled back"Did you just call us fuckers?!?" I told him yea but to ignore it. Brynne thought it was funny. They rappeled down after I got up to the anchors and then Brynne had to help them untangle their rope so I figure we were even. He was busy yelling at his girlfriend about something anyway.

The next 2 pitches were lots of fun and made up for the first 3. On top we had great views and saw our other climbing buddies over near Asterisk Pass. We did a single rope rappel, then a 60 foot double rope rappel cos the ropes didn't touch the ground. Then we did one last one. I couldn't see if the rope touched the deck or not but when I went about 100 feet down I could see it was a few feet above the ground, so we went for it. My weight stretched the rope enough to touch.

We were all done and took off after getting some snack food and met up with everyone else in the parking lot. After telling everyone of our epic climb and the yelling we went to the 7th Street pub in Redmond.

We had a good time drinking and eating before heading back to the grasslands camping area. Where we stood around a fire and jabbered over beer.

After a frosty night we got up early and headed back out to Smith so May could do her first lead - which she kicked ass on. We talked to the guys next to us and they had heard about my yelling at the dude on Saturday. So the word got out. We did a few easy climbs and May and I called it a day and bailed to go home and sit in hot tubs.

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