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  •  Good morning, all. (10+ / 0-)

    61 degrees heading to 86. Sunny with a light breeze.


    Worst Teacher? I never paid much attention to teachers so it is hard to pick one of them out as the worst. There is one that angered me though in high school. The swim coach. It was my junior year on the swim team when this religious zealot (Coach Parish - his real name) decided that we could no longer surf on weekends. It was ruining our morals.

    I was a surfer, and my dad owned a surf shop. I was caught surfing and was confronted by him and told to choose between the swim team or the surfing. It was a no brainer. I continued surfing.

    Aging? Mentally it's good. Physically, well you might call aging the new coach Parish. I can't do what I used to.

    Desert Isle music? When the Music's Over by the Doors.

    Chocolate chips? Toll House cookies.

    I can't think of anything I've broken that was very expensive.

    Diaries are funny things Sam. Type one letter and you never know where you might end up. My apologies to J.R.R. Tolkien.

    by Caddis Fly on Wed May 15, 2013 at 07:48:03 AM PDT

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