Thursday, January 11, 2007

 

Satelite Correspondant gree c hair Comes Through When The Chips Are Down

When a certain Capt'n's surf esteem was falling dangerously low, due to many factors including high winds, low surf, high & blown-out surf due to high winds, dookey water from the rains, a certain collision at sea resulting in a highly damaged surfboard, a dramatic change for the worse in the surfing schedule, which went from nearly every day from June through November to only three times total in the whole month of December, relocation to Los Angeles, which is great except for the fact that said Capt'n is now further away from the ocean, and totally unfamiliar with the surf breaks here, plus there seems to be fewer quality choices in LA than in San Diego anyway, and added to all of this is the unspeakable pain of Sea Monkey's jumping ship to go be Mascot of the Brooklyn Junior Varsity Squat Thrust Squad, (no hard feelings btw, we understand the allure of the squat thrust is way sexier than the cruel mysteries of la Mer,) uh-huh, just when things were starting to look really bad for the Capt'n, good ol' gree c has come through, yet again, with some true and genuine pick-me-ups.

Here is a picture that gree c has instructed me to contemplate---->

hmmm......


And here are some choice clips out of about 300 that gree c has selected:

She calls this one
SEXY

and this one, she says, is her, she thinks.

Whereas this one is her dad.


gree c, you are the wind beneath my wings.
I mean the swell beneath my Snow Pony.

# posted by The Capt'n @ 11:46 AM
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I never got over the fact that Sneakers closed down.
# posted by Blogger The Capt'n : 12:48 PM
 
I guess I could be more clear Capt'n:
Phase 1 is some cheesey gay bar in DC that Paco told me about and the Closet was in Chicago which interested me on accounta they're wearing their shame in their name and proud. I don't know if they are still open. I too can't remember that other dyke bar on 2nd probably for good reasons, that's where that chick Randi was a dj-the one the german exchange students used to call too much lesbian.
Girl who you tellin I used to live next to Sneakers. I don't know why I was going down that road last week...
Peeds are those real places that you listed?

How about that striking resemblance between my dad and I on those videos.
Believe it or not there were more things I was going to send you including a photo that looked almost exactly like the illustration with big fish and 3 guys. That illustration is called catfish and some guys in some southeast country caught an actual catfish actually bigger than that picture but it was too sad to send you. The real catfish was thousands of pounds and looked really old.
I feel like I could have a loop of that giant tentacle video playing on my wall.
I'm planning a goodbye party for the turd the mechanic told me this morning she is like a patient who has not long to live he said just drive her until she can't go anymore. I hope she makes it until the spring for one more drive-in movie. any good ideas for the good-bye party are welcome.
I'm driving around with a matress, boxspring and A's drumset in the back of her right now.
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I never got over the fact that Sneakers closed down.

By Blogger The Capt'n, at 12:48 PM  

I guess I could be more clear Capt'n:
Phase 1 is some cheesey gay bar in DC that Paco told me about and the Closet was in Chicago which interested me on accounta they're wearing their shame in their name and proud. I don't know if they are still open. I too can't remember that other dyke bar on 2nd probably for good reasons, that's where that chick Randi was a dj-the one the german exchange students used to call too much lesbian.
Girl who you tellin I used to live next to Sneakers. I don't know why I was going down that road last week...
Peeds are those real places that you listed?

How about that striking resemblance between my dad and I on those videos.
Believe it or not there were more things I was going to send you including a photo that looked almost exactly like the illustration with big fish and 3 guys. That illustration is called catfish and some guys in some southeast country caught an actual catfish actually bigger than that picture but it was too sad to send you. The real catfish was thousands of pounds and looked really old.
I feel like I could have a loop of that giant tentacle video playing on my wall.
I'm planning a goodbye party for the turd the mechanic told me this morning she is like a patient who has not long to live he said just drive her until she can't go anymore. I hope she makes it until the spring for one more drive-in movie. any good ideas for the good-bye party are welcome.
I'm driving around with a matress, boxspring and A's drumset in the back of her right now.

By Anonymous Anonymous, at 10:48 AM  

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