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I think - I ate too damn many peppers I was munchen them down all day long--- With sausage and eggs for my breakfast Served with coffee abundant and strong, I topped it all off with green salsa And, a dollop of fresh sour cream-- All the while making plans with my buddies To have lunch at the CARIBI... Sign in to see full entry.

I am the father of three: Meliah, Cameron, and Laramie by order of arrival, and although I have spent their entire lives embarrassing them one of my personal favorites happened just a few years ago. It came to pass that I found it necessary to have half of my left shin and its attendant foot... Sign in to see full entry.

the sun now rises after me i greet the morn beneath the stars and watch the pale moon, westering become an image of itself before disappearing beneath the sea. the ocean seems so empty no white caps, birds or racing clouds the horizon meets the empty sky like a pencil line of faded blue. the autumn... Sign in to see full entry.

Now picture this: three kids, two large, all American, Norman Rockwell type dogs, blue skys, a flock of fat, sheepy, spring clouds getting pushed around by blustery spring winds. The whole glass flat Pacific Ocean and miles of white sand beaches all our own. Nobody anywhere! Good weather, fantastic... Sign in to see full entry.

TOAST to the COAST to soggy days and stormy weather to summer days and summer winds to all the folks that come and visit to them right here through thick and thin to the ones that stayed and raised their families to they that sought out distant shores to those who died out on the ocean to those that... Sign in to see full entry.

the ocean causes some to wonder others see the waves and weep as seabirds dance above the surfaces ageless mysteries share the deep remembering when costal mountains resided once beneath the surf until they were cast up by volcanoes whose ash supported moss and turf where the grassland and the... Sign in to see full entry.

Me 'n Turk we got it down it's Sunday and we're hang'en 'round Watch'en football drink'en beer Full'a hot wings up ta here smoke'n stogies (wife is gone) talk'en smack and carry'n on fart'en, laugh'en tell'en jokes just a couple crusty blokes try'en ta find our lost lost youth the missing hair, the... Sign in to see full entry.

When Val was born he had a literal pletora of grandparents (love that word) He had a Grandpa, a Granddad, and a Papa, so we had to come up with one for little ole me... I am an amputee and some of my friends call me Stumpy, and a couple call me Gimpy, and my Dwarfish name is Gimply (my Elvish name... Sign in to see full entry.