San Onofre, belteve it or not, Surfng has changed.
Vonzo Conroy and Sam "Did you hear the one about
the Priest, the Rabbi, and the minister" Conroy. You
all will feel right at home Saturday April 30, 2005
at Malibu for the raffle, full-on beach party, celebrity fest
food (no turkey franks) and drink, backed up by KSON's
Les Perry, surf music by the the "Maliboozers", held on
Cross Creek Rd. in the heart of Malibu. sponsored by the
Chamber of Commerce. Special guests Kemp "Mr. Soul Arch",
Aaberg, The Great Kahuna "From North of Laguna", Gidget,
and all you favorites. Festivities begin at 1:00 PM. Get out of
that 'Nofre bocci-ball rut, come visit he "Real World of Surfing".
it's at Malibu, If you live in beautiful San Diego, Rember Donna
Frye for Mayor. Anyways, happy cold showers. So, if the BOD
ask wfere I'm at, tell them at my grammar lesson and to go
ahead with the meeting.
Written by Mr. Entertainment
BRUCE SAVAGE SAND ASSOCIATES
15 Comments:
Sounds like a good time to me.
I gonna have a drink with the Maliboozers.
Hello? Central casting? Kahunas? Kahunas? I got Kahunas coming out the ass!
Abig hello, Swifty. I'll bet you gots hahuna's coming out the ying yang, but I AM TKE GREAT KAHUNA
How many Kahunas does it take to change a light bulb? Hey,I'll be here all week.
He who farts in church, sits in own pew.
One of the things I like about my commute, apart from listening to my collection of audio books, is some of the fantastic scenery. I always have my camera on the train, and I've had some good results - it's amazing what the different lighting conditions can do to a scene over the months: in January, 7 am is still dark, yet in April the sun is well up.
My commute takes me past Doheny State Beach. Today started out like any other. It was a misty morning, and I thought I might get some interting looking shots of the famous beach following last night's rain.
The train stopped on a siding to let the southbound train pass by. I took this chance to set up to take my pictures. There were a few people about, even at that early hour, and I waited for a clear shot of the beach with no people.
There were a lot of sea gulls around, flying over the area, resting on the fence bewteen the train and the beach, and scrabbling for food on the ground. One in particular caught my eye as it hopped, wings outstretched, from fence post to fence post, then resting. As it reached the post nearest where I sat in the rail car car, it winked. No, really, it did.
Okay, this was not normal behavior for a sea gull.
As I watched the bird, it turned around on the post, 3 times, and winked again. Then it flew off, over the beach towards the ocean, where it came to rest on a tall thin plam tree. I fumbled to change lens to a longer telephoto, and got the camera back to my eye. There were large, sea gulls all over the palm trees, and they all squawked loudly, 3 times, and then turned around on their perches, 3 times. The sun broke through the mist and lit the palms - just the palms, though, not the beach or water.
As the sun touched the trees, all the birds launched into the air in unison, flying in all directions, and the break in the mist widenened and the sun lit the ground everywhere the birds flew, casting a golden glow on the rolling grassy landscape.
I realised that I had forgotten I was holding my camera, so mesmerised was I with the scene, and I had not taken a single shot.
Doheny cnvert, love your metaphorts;. Curious, why not cacaphony in place if squaking.
Good stuff though. Who are you?
Shecky Green, is this the best you have, if so, don't give up your day job.
molester:
just cuz I don't know that word.
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LYiNG iN THe SHaDe oF a BiG uMBReLLa aT THe eDGe oF THe BeaCH, WaTCHiNG THe SuRF.
a WaRM, PLeaSaNT BReeZe RuSTLeS THRouGH THe PaLM TReeS, MaKiNG THe SuNLiGHT FiLTeRiNG DoWN To THe SaND SKiP aND DaNCe. THe aiR iS HeaVY WiTH THe FRaGRaNCe oF WiLD FLoWeRS.
STReTCHiNG LaNGuiDLY, i FoLD MY HaNDS BeHiND MY HeaD aND FiGHT a LooSiNG BaTTLe aGaiNST DRoWSiNeSS.
eVeRYTHiNG SeeMS So PeaCeFuL.
iF i CoNCeNTRaTe, i CaN JuST MaKe ouT THe MuRMuRiNG oF THe LiTTLe CReeK NeaR THe HaRBoR. i CLoSe MY eYeS aND SLoWLY DRiFT iNTo THe SeReNe TRaNSiTioN STaTe oF SeMi-SLuMBeR.
iT DoeSN’T GeT aNY BeTTeR THaN THiS.
HeR FooTSTePS WaKe Me. SHe iS aPPRoaCHiNG SLoWLY; THe SouND oF HeR BaRe GeNTLY oN THe SaND iS BaReLY auDiBLe.
SHe SToPS, aND i SMiLe uP To HeR.
i FeeL THe CLoSeNeSS oF HeR BoDY aS SHe LieS DoWN BY MY SiDe. THe GeNTLe WaRMTH oF HeR SKiN aS SHe CuDDLeS uP To Me. FoR a MoMeNT We Lie THeRe ToGeTHeR iN SiLeNCe. THeN SHe PRoPS HeRSeLF uP oN oNe eLBoW, BeNDiNG DoWN HeR HeaD To CoVeR MY FaCe WiTH a MaSS oF CuRLY HaiR. SLoWLY SHe RuNS a FiNGeR oVeR MY NaKeD CHeST.
“i’M BoReD, TuBeSTeaK. LeT’S Go Do SoMeTHiNG FuN.”
Tubesteak!? I'm snapped from my dream. Is this Doheny? No. And I got 4 dogs to walk. Crap.
I wanna know more about that party in Malibu. Is there a telephone number for info? anything?
Each small task of everyday is part of the total harmony of the universe.
~~ St. Theresa of Lisieux
The words "pray without ceasing" are not to be understood in the way we usually think of prayer. For this would mean that we should incessantly be on our knees before God, addressing him with prayerful words. Then the statement would be in direct contradiction to the Lord's command not to use many words when we pray.
This simply cannot be applied to the way we usually pray. For "pray without ceasing " is too strong an expression to be translated by words like "pray frequently and diligently" or "pray as often as you possibly can."
"Without ceasing" implies something more…It can only be understood as the turning of the human spirit toward God in prayer.
Here one can say that what should be present without ceasing is a prayerful and beseeching, supplicating attitude; one might say that there should not be a single moment when God does not find us praying to him as if we stood physically in his presence.
David expresses this same thing: "To thee I lift up my eyes, O thou who art enthroned in the heavens" (Ps.123:1). Here also, he compares this raising of the eyes to the Lord our God with the way servants watch the hands of their masters and maids the hands of their mistresses, without a word being said.
This looking upward can be present in every activity and wherever we are, even in the midst of conversation, and even when our mind is occupied with the practical task of the moment. If we undertake or perform a task which separates us from God and prevents us from raising our eyes to him, we can easily lose our bearings.
Only think of the many wrong emotions - so much anger, rage, vanity, envy, pride, greediness, touchiness, as well as unnecessary worry - which would not be there if our souls were directed toward God instead of being concerned with all these things.
Indeed, there is no other rule which costs so little and needs so little effort, but which has such a significant effect on a person's nature; "pray without ceasing!" is to be understood in the sense of good advice rather than as a veto.
How much protection and safekeeping, how much deliverance from the snares of darkness, how much redemption and response to our need could we experience as a matter of course, with no exertion on our part, if we were to stand before the Lord in prayer in every situation
~~Johann Christoph Blumhardt
Four score and seven years ago...
A note of explanation:
Some of you may be wondering what, exactly, all of these anonymous crackpot posts have to do with each other. And I don't blame you. The answer isn't immediately obvious. In fact, it's startling, embarrassing, and not just a little scary.
ALL OF THESE POSTS CAME FROM THE EXACT SAME PERSON.
Sad, but true. Actually, sad, true, and very, very funny. Schizophrenic much? I get the feeling that there will be more of these in the days to come, so stay tuned.
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