Monday, May 19, 2008

 


I am trying to build a thing of beauty, but I am tired and really only want to surf. I can't really say what's wrong with me. I cannot answer questions.

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A. We have coffee then we bang it out in one hour.
B. This photo is killing me
 
Turkjap, good plan. I wish you were getting over sooner.
 
When there are waves surf with no regret. It may be flat tomorrow, and the next day....and the next...
 
Cappy, I've missed you so! Why didn't you come down and surf in Brasil?? I overheard a great conversation (translated for me from the Portuguese) where a dude in his bathing suit was chatting on his cell, apparently saying in earnest: "But Mom, I'm a professional surfer!"
 
Peeds!!! How was it? I've missed you, too. I've barely posted lately...just isn't the same without you.
Was the break particularly knarly looking at that spot, and was mom worried? Or was she wondering why sonny was a bum?
 
The latter, I think, though my portuguese is rusty.
Next time we'll all go to Brasil and really party down. I had a blast and it is always nice to be surrounded by such sexy people. Ahem, I mean now that you and Julianna are back in LA...
 
Babe when have you not built a thing of beauty. The lab down in the unconscious will let you know when the work is done and float you up an alert. Which obviously already happened, judging by the studio.
 
SeaMonkey, being petty, is heartsick about exclusion from studio building and the hysterical laughter upon which it was built.

Also SM69 MISSES SURFING WITH HER CAP'N and then going home to watch TV with Mrs. The Cap'n, aka Crystal French, Astromusicologist.

Furthermore, SM69 is not goal oriented at all except in terms of gardening and putting ufo and alien sticker interventions into the 45 "Incredible Golf" calendars she scored and the New Paltz 99¢ store.

Enough about SM69. You're an angel, Cap'n. Your wife too. Gree C and Douche and Peeds and MM and CC and plus plus. I can't take this absence.
 
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8 Comments:

A. We have coffee then we bang it out in one hour.
B. This photo is killing me

By Anonymous Anonymous, at 6:39 AM  

Turkjap, good plan. I wish you were getting over sooner.

By Blogger The Capt'n, at 3:58 PM  

When there are waves surf with no regret. It may be flat tomorrow, and the next day....and the next...

By Anonymous Anonymous, at 11:31 AM  

Cappy, I've missed you so! Why didn't you come down and surf in Brasil?? I overheard a great conversation (translated for me from the Portuguese) where a dude in his bathing suit was chatting on his cell, apparently saying in earnest: "But Mom, I'm a professional surfer!"

By Anonymous Anonymous, at 8:37 AM  

Peeds!!! How was it? I've missed you, too. I've barely posted lately...just isn't the same without you.
Was the break particularly knarly looking at that spot, and was mom worried? Or was she wondering why sonny was a bum?

By Blogger The Capt'n, at 6:42 AM  

The latter, I think, though my portuguese is rusty.
Next time we'll all go to Brasil and really party down. I had a blast and it is always nice to be surrounded by such sexy people. Ahem, I mean now that you and Julianna are back in LA...

By Anonymous Anonymous, at 8:26 PM  

Babe when have you not built a thing of beauty. The lab down in the unconscious will let you know when the work is done and float you up an alert. Which obviously already happened, judging by the studio.

By Blogger Laurie Weeks, at 11:13 PM  

SeaMonkey, being petty, is heartsick about exclusion from studio building and the hysterical laughter upon which it was built.

Also SM69 MISSES SURFING WITH HER CAP'N and then going home to watch TV with Mrs. The Cap'n, aka Crystal French, Astromusicologist.

Furthermore, SM69 is not goal oriented at all except in terms of gardening and putting ufo and alien sticker interventions into the 45 "Incredible Golf" calendars she scored and the New Paltz 99¢ store.

Enough about SM69. You're an angel, Cap'n. Your wife too. Gree C and Douche and Peeds and MM and CC and plus plus. I can't take this absence.

By Blogger Laurie Weeks, at 11:20 PM  

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