happy b-day to me

I am now 27 years old. For those not 'in the know', I was born on 11-17-77. Very easy to remember. Ha! Now you have no excuse for not sending hordes of gifts and bushels of cards. I eagerly plan on celebrating this grand occasion with a 10 page paper for my Behavioral class. I try to look on the bright side of things. I suppose I could be on fire for real instead of being just "under fire".

gettin' so ill

A few weeks back, my friend Curtis and I climbed in S. Illinois at Jackson Falls. It is mostly known for it's sport routes, but there is some great bouldering and nice cracks too. I love the slabs there and the rock, a sandstone, is superb (compared to sketchy RR Gorge rock). It is however a micromecca for difficult sport climbing so climbers who are into the 10's and up would have quite a play day. We hit the classics and I was very proud of my young padawan who stuck it to Fine Nine. Here's a pic of me bouldering. Crash pads are so new school.

the woodie

I have created a climbing wall in my living room. It is not overhanging so I opted for the sickest slopers Gina @ Voodoo holds could hook me up with. Check it.