T H E C O N G R E S S I O N A L R E C O R D
Proceedings Of The Mountain Man Senate
– Evening Session
It started calmly
enough. The count-off called and a
quorum of Mt-Men present, we sat in various postures of comfort around the
rising flames of the campfire, burping contentedly after a huge meal of Russian
Bear Food, Sow Belly and smashed Taters, with second and third cups of Battery
Acid steaming in grimy fists. White Belt
brought out his guitar and put it to use.
The joshing and banter picked up pace when suddenly a minor difference
of opinion on one sitting log erupted into total violence. Everyone took
sides. A hollering, yelling, screaming
free-for-all! With an axe and iron skillet, Lingo pounded for “Order! Order!
Order!” Then using strict Parliamentary Procedure, slightly doctored up with
Gutter Fighting Rules, the various Senators rose, were recognized by the Chair,
and spouted their pros and cons with flowery oratory, threats and brandishing
of knives. Political Maneuvering,
bargaining and bribery was going on all the time in the outer shadows to swing
the final vote. Eventually the debate was exhausted. The Honourable Senator from the Wild Wards of
Chicago made a motion that the roll call vote be taken. It was seconded by the Senator
of South Lane, Shooting Star, and thirded, fourthed and fifthed by Pebbles, Magpie
and Charlie. (Charlie? Oh well.) The Senate Chamber was tense as the historic
moment of great earth-shaking decision was coming to its final emotional
minute. The count-down began. Soon, wild screeches of victory echoed off the
peaks, with a few muttered curses and a fistfight or two --- MARSHMALLOWS had
won over popcorn for the evenings joy goodie!!
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FIRST COOKING CLASS
First teching of
pancakes. Teaching table squared and
plumbed with military precision with flour, bear greases, mixing bowls, spoons
and fry pans. Step by step reasoning worked out. Each man suffered the
consequences of his own artistry of creation. Some flapjacks welded to the
bottoms of fry pans, some were turned while still goopy and resulted in hash,
some were burned on the outside and raw on the inside, some were perfect golden-browns --- but all were heavenly exquisite...because
each was made by the man who ate it.
Mountain Magic improves all foods up here.
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Pebbles On the Rocks Morrow coined a new name for pancake syrup:
SLUURRPP!
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“Hike Up Hawk Cliff” – by Flying Knife
“The day started out a little slow but we finally got to make a
small hike to hawk cliff. On the way up we started to count off a little like
‘Magpie one, Larimer two,” and so on. The climb was hard but we had one advantage,
we had on our minimum survival pack which is a small load. We were a few yards
from the top and we had to climb a slb of rock (Ed. Note: Thermopolae
Pass )
to reach the top. Soon we were all at the top, then Muscle Back shows us where Chicago
University
was. We saw a lot of things out there.
Soon we started down. On the way down it was a little easier than going up.
When we got down we started camp work.”
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ADVANCED COOKING SEMINAR offered as an Elective
Course to students enrolled in this University of the Clouds (U of C): Ten
Scholars sign up, 4 drop out before the day is over when they realize it’s
tough work writing reports and taking exams. Six remaining candidates submitted
reports to be graded, titled “Seminar Report on Grampa Finklestein’s Kosher
Dill Pickles.”
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First axe lesson and check out today.
Child welfare inspector came up looking for toilets and be
sheets again.
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