MR.MIYATA HOSED OFF THE TABLE ON WHICH NINA DROPPED A PLUMB. When I arrived this morning things were back to normal, chattering seagulls swished over the strip mall, looking for discarded morsels to break their overnight fast. But things were not that rosy, Chief Thundercloud oldest of the regulars, up and died Sunday morning as he rose from his chair for a refill of his favorite java. The gang took it real good, they figured he was dead before he hit the patio. "Chief" was oldest of all historical surfers at age 93. Inside the "Cup and Sinker", Mr.Miyata had a photograph of "Chief" standing along side Mr.Kahanamoku circa 1926 at Oceanside CA. In honor of "Chief" the group will name their Koffee Klutch "Riders in the Sky". Well, after the annoying Mother's Day,it sure was nice returning to Mr.Miyata's in North San Clemente to "kick off" the week. Best thing of all there were no irritating, barking, unattended animals. I think next weekend TEAMBIGKOOK is going to the animal shelter and scream incessantly all day long.
TUBESTEAK/ARF.ARF.ARF.ARF.ARF.ARF, ARF, ARF, ARF, ARF,ARF, etc.