I Use Photography Chicks

Due to the lack of slackliners in the Knoxville area, I have been setting up my line in an area we refer to as the amphitheater, to attract more folks to the sport, and it is close to the art building where the photography classes reside. Slacklining tends to attract chicks with big lenses....on their cameras that is. I coerce my way into their cell phones, and they give me photos of myself to inflate my ego. Here is my personal favorite picture: The Ass shot.


This one is for the ladies


I dig the upside down Fronzie Hairdo.

To Krush or Not to Krush

That is the question, whether it is nobler in the mind to suffer the bleeding and scraping of outrageous skin, or to take arms against the sends that give us trouble.

Its been a busy couple of weeks both in the my world of climbing, as well as in my world of Mathematics. I have not been so psyched on the mathematics recently, in fact you could say it has taken a bit of a backseat to my climbing, which raises my level of concern exponentially! The battles we suffer through to follow our dreams, I suppose its hard to always be inspired.

My friend Cat came out from Colorado to visit me, and also to visit Red River Gorge. It was my first trip out there, and the first time I truly felt comfortable on a rope. I may very well become a rope wrangler before the year is over. The Red is an amazing place, its a band of cliff lines that stretch for over 100 miles, but only the portion outside of Lexington, KY has really been developed. The climbs are characterized by steep pocket filled faces from what appears to be wind erosion. The falls tend to be mentally mesmerizing because you constantly question why you have fallen from such big holds. It is the definition of Pumpy. The aspect of the Red I enjoyed most, besides the company of course, is the setting of the entire place. Cliffs are hidden from view until you are practically on top of them. As my friend Alex says: "You can get lost in the vastness of the Rockies, but you can also get lost in the complexity of the Appalachian forests." The South has shown me something new everyday, and I have explored it via the climbing community. And now some pics:


Robert Keeble on Overlord


I give the soft catch.


Cat Carroll on Pogue Ethics


Cat and Yuri preparing to Crush.


This is my favorite picture of the moment. It is taken at the Obed near Wartburg, TN.

Musings of the Past

I was looking for paper to do a homework assignment, and I came upon some old poems I written. I thought I'd share:

I lost someone close to me
And all I have left are my memories.
Oh time, how circumstances have driven me
Back to the edge of insanity.
I miss your face, touch, and silence.
How did I ensnare a goddess to lose her to my insolence?



An a lighter note, my cousin, Sassan, recently had a wedding here are some photos.

Dai Reze, Cameron, and Kevin
Bella and Aryana
Sahar and Mom
Spoons...This looks like trouble!
Siamak and Sahar

Sahar and Arezu

Sometimes We Wage War

Mike Banuelos Battling it out with Tommy's Arete. Fun with Picaso :)

Finally Some Photos

I'm pretty slow about getting my photos developed seeing that I don't have a digital Camera, I'm often behind the Game. Maybe I'll con a photo major into developing all of my photos for free. Here are some of my favorite photos from the last several months I recently Developed.


Mike on Tommy's Arete at RMNP.


Warren at Little Rock City

The Wave

Brian on Ebonics at Grandmother Mount

Camping in the Smokies

The Buddha Riding Shotgun

1:47 AM, Do You Know Where Your Head's At?

Little Rock City and Sendelo Especial (24 oz)

Little Rock City is a nice shady bouldering area just outside of Chatanooga on a golf course. I found it quite interesting to roll up to the club house and find parking areas labeled "climber parking." I would've imagined a lot of access issues since it is not only in a prestigious neighborhood, but also 20ft off the fairway of the 10th hole. In fact 2 boulders are closed due to the fear of climbers getting struck with a 200 mph golf ball. Its an easy 2 minute approach from the parking lot to the boulders, and the sandstone is of classic southeast quality. Extremely aesthetic lines, and unique features. Now I finally understand the inspiration behind so many gym holds I've been pulling on for the last 3 years.
The day was highlighted by my send of a v4 named Dragon Lady, and my friend Warren sent two v6's with ease. We also sent a few Modelo Especial's with ease. It was a nice way to end the day.

On another note, this week my long anticipated, and my I say glorious return to academia has commenced. Graduate school is everything I have hoped for and more. My classes are already kicking my butt. I have never been so excited to do homework. My classes are more in depth than I previously imagined, and already I have made 3 trips to the library to check out extra books to see a full scope of the subjects. I <3 mathematics.