Downward Spiral

The results are in! Web surfing preverts (that's no spelling mistake, Blogger meant to write preverts, which is pronounced pre-verts) love Blogger's last posting. By simply typing the names of some of the most common sexual positions and devious acts, and including a soft-porn image of a bunny (see previous entry for a full run down) Blogger successfully bolstered his readership by approximately six times. SIX TIMES!

You could take Blogger's word for it, but instead, why not take a gander at the lovely bar graph created by Blogger's kick ass stat-counter. And if there is one thing Blogger has learnt during his MBA, it's that Bar Graphs Don't Lie!

As Blogger has no intention of chasing the cheap numbers of soft porn readership, despite the scintillating temptation, he has chosen to take the high ground and return to the classy, intellectually provocative subject matter that his devoted, though small group of loyal readers have come to expect, if not worship candidly.
In staying with the theme of deviant Bunnies, Blogger has decided to end what can only be described as a wildly successful social experiment with one more piece of Rabbit Multimedia, provided for your, the readers', pleasure.

Note: Video contains no sexual content, rabbit or otherwise, but does include various scenes of a Bunny kicking some serious ass. No bunnies were harmed in the filming of this video, but most Bunny victims are assumed to have been seriously injured, crippled or possibly killed.

Ratings Boost

Blogger has been a bit disappointed by the number of hits on Catalonic as of late. He shudders to think that it is because of the relatively wholesome subject matter that has recently dominated his subject lines and photo essays. Rock Climbing, Easter with his family and the purity of a new born nephew are all beautiful and compelling in their own special way, but they don't seem to be drawing the mass appeal that Blogger so desperately craves in his daily and metaphysical blogging life.
As a result, Blogger has decided to run a bit of test. Call it a self contained Nielsen rating if you will. A porn Nielsen rating.
As most search engine and blog search spiders (the little programs and logarithmic doodads that go out and search web content for Google, etc.) look for key words in the text and meta data of a webpage, and because most people are very perverted and type things such as 'naked Italians eating sausage' or 'fetish shoes diapers and salamanders' in their search fields, Blogger has decided to test his theory that Sex Sells by filling this blog entry with a plethora of what he feels should be the most common pornish words in attempt to bolster his extremely sad number of independent hits registered by his kick ass statcounter. As he is not an attractive teenage girl (and every attempt to pretend has ended in disaster), Blogger must resort to the power of the written word to attract those wandering, and often lustful spiders.
Here goes:
Harvey Wallbanger, dominatrix, wrap around, Hot Carl, Hot Karl, Docking, Drilling for Oil, NASCAR, The Perfumed Garden, Donkey Kong, Donkey Punch, Dirty Sanchez, Italian Chandelier, Tribadism, Back Handspring Meets Fellatio, The Canary Chasm Delight, The Dancing Dolphin, The Stranger, The Reverse Stranger, Lucky Pierre (this is actually a sexual term, sorry Pierre)

That's about it.....no wait, Fettucini Alfredo. Blogger almost forgot Fettucini Alfredo, how embarrassing.
If this doesn't boost the ratings, then screw blogging (preferably with a Donkey Punch)

Uncle Blogger

Nephew Fritz, at just two weeks is already a fan of the blog

And Uncle Blogger is of course a huge fan of Nephew Fritz

Oregon Gone

There are few places in the world that make leaving Oregon palpable for Blogger, though he often forgets this. Luckily, Blogger is currently headed to two of those places: Manhattan, where Medora resides, and Barcelona which claims the remaining third of his heart.
The last stint of five days in Oregon, albeit short, reminded Blogger just how amazing the Beaver State is, and will continue to be due to the never changing landscapes and ever evolving progressive tendencies.

Here are some photographic samplings:

Mt. Jefferson

The newest portion of Mt. Jefferson Farms

Smith Rock: A Climber's Paradise

The left Dihaderals at Smith Rock, providing Blogger's First Succesful Lead Climb, which he had no business attempting....

..........especially wearing hot pants and a flat top.

Fresh and thick Stumptown Coffee in a French Press (or Italian Press to the French....any Italians are encouraged to set the record straight as the French are less than reliable )



And last but not least, Blogger's Grandma and a Fat Easter Ham

PABLO!

Social Climber

After putzing around on a local bouldering wall, three or four times a week for the last 3 months, Blogger finally had the chance to do some real climbing this week. Sadly, it was so enjoyable that the gym's bouldering wall is no longer an attractive alternative given the superiority of having his hands on solid, geologically pure rock. This, coupled with the amazing weather that has eveloped Barcelona, and the proximitiy of Montjuic...

<--(seen here by night)




and the fantastic climbing walls, both natural and man made that lie within its perimeter

(seen here by day)
make it very likely that Blogger's days at Can Carrellu are over, except for the occasional lunch time workout.

The first climb was extremely difficult, a 6B-6C for those who care. The initial problem was daunting; three consecutive holds with absolutely no footing, in other words one arm pullups. In retrospect, this was the easiest part of the climb as the holds were massive, and Blogger has practiced climbing with only arms for the past month.

The middle section of the route, Blogger's first crack climbing experience (not counting Ecuador) presented a bit more of a challenge, but was still quite managable given the severity and width of the crack. Unfortunately, beyond this point the "holds" became nothing more than slivers wide enough to squeeze two or three finger tips, each one smaller than the next. Blogger made a valid effort, reaching 3/4 of the way to the top before his arms turned to jelly, and he was forced to rappel down.
Luckily, the next climb was much easier, and Blogger made it to the top without much trouble, solidifying his obsession with climbing each and every weekend until his departure for London in June. Hopefully, he will be lead climbing in a few short weeks, opening the door for more independent activity, and the inclusion of friends who want to throw their hats into the ring.