LAST NIGHT, LIKE MY OLD FRIEND MARTIN, "I HAD A DREAM." For me it was a beautiful dream. The Ranger Toll Booth was remodeled, painted camouflage style, the line bypass turn around was tastefully landscaped, all unsightly boulders were missing, orange cones were gone forever, it sure was wonderful. But that was nothing. Descending to the parallel road, now a colorful green concrete strip, with molded speed bumps, the beach was now a resort, like Vegas,' Mandalay Bay parking area, lots of asphalt for parking ease. No stupid squirrels, no annoying animals who are surfer's surrogate children, a cell phone descrambler, Four Doors was now a branch of Tony's Market, serving all No. County San Diego. All bamboo, wind indicators, basura containers, were paved over, beach extendended to accommodate the largest of motor homes. It was a "dream " come true. Ranger Dairywimple allowed beach vendors selling Foster Freeze yogurt up and down the beach. Fourth generation Club members we restricted to their vehicles, children could not roam freely as if the beach were a day care center. The coup de grace was all toilet buildings were painted with red and whit stripes, similar to the smokestacks at El Segundo CA Hyperion Sewer Outlet Plant. No valet parking for Club members, no saving psrking spots for friends, this turned to be another Playa del Rey. Now it's obvious why MLK proclaimed "I had a dream". Naw', too good to be true.
TUBESTEAK/WAKE.UP