Febuary 27, 2005 Seeing is believing.

Yesterday was typical 'Nofre junk surf and muddy water.
This morning I took a chance going down early to check things
out, and, boy was I in for a surprise. As a victim of chronic insomnia
I arrived just at daybreak, made the turn south, parrelling the shoreline,
then it got scary, real scary. Have you seen the Teletubbes show when
Tinky Winky, Laa Laa, Dipsy, Po, and their pet, Noo Noo, when the
Windmill starts up, the gang lay on their back, kicking their legs
and feet staring at the sky. That's what it was early thjs morning
when I got there. All those renegades and NeoN were on their
back, staring at the heavens. It looked as if. they were stroke victims
or those space travelers from La Costa's Heavens Gate. A little past that,
some guy was hunkered over a campfire sauteeing clams in Febuary.
A lot of strange things happen at that beach. There are so many bloated
rats dead in the water, beady eyes bulging, drowned a week. It was not a
pretty sight. I'm never going back.

Written by Simon LeGree
BRUCE SAVAGE SAND ASSOCIATES