There were many fisherman on the Oceanside Pier yesterday including a group that caught this little shark. The guy below was happy to smile for the camera when I asked, in Spanish, if I could take his photo.
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I abandon myself to the fever of dreams, in search for new laws. ~Antonin Artaud
When Forest pointed a finger at someone, he had two phantom digits pointing back to himself.
In other news, I said goodbye to Marly last night and am in San Diego, working from my mom’s place. She’s fixing me salad, borscht, and all kinds of fruits and veggies that go through her Vitamix and get passed to me in tall glass packed with nutrition. This is the life!
Ned spent every Tuesday and Thursday afternoon in front of Soda P conducting spiritual warfare. He was especially skilled at casting out demons from the girls with orange skin and impossibly short-shorts. He recognized the battle storming within the shaggies and the hipsters and the gays who had no idea that they too were possessed by controlling and malevolent spirits. Los Angeles was Satan’s playground and Venice Beach, the epicenter. The rapture was right around the corner and he had so many souls to save.
Zoltar channels Mary Oliver when he asks:
Listen, are you breathing just a little and calling it life?
The weekend flew by! Marly lined up tons of things to do and it’s been a lot of fun. Yesterday afternoon, for instance, we went Griffith Park to watch Shakespeare in the Park. We bundled up and sipped wine while eating leftover Thai with coffee straws.
Afterwards, we headed to the Griffith Observatory and stood in line for the telescope. Alas, we didn’t make it inside as they were closing. Next time! The view from the roof was incredible. The kids inside were crazy about Einstein.
Today is Marly’s birthday! I wish I was in L.A. (her new home) to spend it with her. She recently moved from Burlington, Vermont, to the Venice Beach area and is adjusting to life in Southern Cali (shouldn’t be too hard). See you in 15 days, Marly!
Lorna’s mother always told her that if she kept sticking her head in the sand, one day it would stay that way.
This unworn armor has a silent speech ;
To more than steel the steel is riveted,
And, empty and forlorn, appears to teach
The patient hope that oft is felt and said,
That soon all armor to disuse shall pass,
With visored helmet, hauberk, and cuirass.
Excerpt from Suit of Armour by Henry Abbey.
Dedicated with appreciation to Gary Taylor and the others whose efforts of the past and future make Encinitas a better place to live and surf.
Swamis Surfing Memorial. Established 02 September 2005.