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Surfing pooches? What next? Don’t miss these great photos.
And now for something on the light side. Surfing dogs!
Enjoy these funny photos of tiny dogs riding huge ocean waves near the pier at Imperial Beach! This morning I swung by the 11th Annual Unleashed by Petco Surf Dog Competition, just to check out the action. The first 10-minute heat featured smaller breeds. These dogs are some of the most talented surfing athletes you’re likely to ever see! Well . . . maybe. But they definitely appeared to be having fun!
All you non-dog athletes, take note! No aspiration is too lofty! No wave is too large!
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Nostalgia can be so sweet.
I found the following photos that were taken several months ago when Romeo was still here.
I participate in a small group of senior ladies, numbering between 5 and 8, depending on who can make it. We make a concerted effort to get together the last Thursday evening of the month to go out to dinner. Yesterday, our designated driver picked up 4 ladies (including myself) in her SUV.
Now, we are not your “everyday-type” of senior ladies. We are all special in our own ways, and stand out because of our very personal individual characteristics. We treasure each other because of, and in spite of, these. A sense of humor is most important!
One lady sits in the back and must get in on the driver’s side where she finds it easier to enter; another must sit in the front passenger seat; the thinnest of the group sits in the middle so she can get the full brunt of the a/c vent, and then I’m left to sit behind the front passenger seat. Throw in aching, painful back problems, difficulty in walking, difficulty in getting in and exiting the car, and with three of us using canes to assist in walking, we were a fine, healthy bunch of women. Toss in young at heart and a keen sense of humor, and you have the makings of a great pot of senior ladies’ soup.
Oh yes, we mustn’t forget about Ms. Driver. We are aware of her strong driving personality. We all brace ourselves by holding on to the handles above the doors; grasping the door wherever we can find a finger-hold; and not to mention gripping the backs of the front seats to steady ourselves – particularly when going over bumps, train tracks and most importantly, getting ready to stop at a traffic light or stop sign.
Ms. Driver is a very thoughtful woman and has a heart of gold; however, when she’s behind the wheel, we all hold our breath. We take it all in stride. Even though some teeth-mashing occurs, we always seem to arrive safely and in one piece.
This evening, we weren’t so sure about arriving at the restaurant in one piece, due to an incident that occurred when we were only one block from our destination.
We had to slow down because a man was walking a motorcycle in the middle of the road. He didn’t seem to notice the sound of the car’s motor, and had no awareness about our wanting to continue down the street. So, Ms. Driver blasted the horn.
The man turned, looked very upset, and left his motorcycle where it was, came over to the side of our vehicle with an angry face, yelled something unintelligible and threw his fist at the car. It landed on the post between the front and back windows. Hard! We thought he must have broken his hand, or at least, dented the car.
Properly frightened, we sure were. What if he had a weapon in addition to his fist?
Ms. Driver was able to scoot around his motorcycle. We kept watch, looking back, worrying that he might get on the motorcycle and do something dangerous and irrational which would cause us harm.
We finally drove into the lot in front of the restaurant, parked, and Ms. Driver had her finger over her phone, ready to call the police. We continued keeping an eye out for that crazy guy, exited the car and hurried in. We didn’t take our eyes off that guy. We could see that he was looking up and down the street, obviously searching to see where we went. He evidently didn’t see that we pulled into the lot. Finally, we saw him walking his motorcycle down the street. He passed us by.
Don’t you think we kept looking outside while in the restaurant, to see if he would come back? Of course.
It was an exciting evening in more ways than expected; one, I believe, we will be talking about for a long time.
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Bernie has left lots of good stuff in his wake.
- Won 23 caucuses and primaries, over 13 million votes and 1,846 pledged and unpledged (super) delegates.
- Raised $222 million almost exclusively through small donations (original goal was ‘only’ $50 million).
- Received 8 million donations from over 2.5 million donors.
- Average donation: $27.
- Average donor’s age: 27 years.
- Never set up a super PAC.
- Enlisted the active support of over 250,000 volunteers.
- Won the most progressive platform in the Democratic Party’s history.
- Reduced the number of superdelegates by 60% from 715 to 250.
- Elected 5 state Democratic Party chairs.
- Helped progressive Democrat Zephyr Teachout win her congressional Democratic primary.
- Forced Debbie Wasserman Schulz to resign as chair of the Democratic National Committee before the Democratic National Convention officially opened.
- Inspired 6,700 people to consider running for local, state, or federal office and 16,000 to volunteer for those grassroots campaign efforts.
Rusty’s new napping box hits the proverbial “spot.”
I recently received a new delivery of Bath and Body Works products.
I can’t decide if the residual odors, or the size, or attractive blue color of the cozy-looking box was responsible for Rusty’s affinity to it.
Maybe all of the above.
Anyway, just as I was going to move away to let him continue his beautiful nap, he yawned.
We, as innocent voters, are not made aware of all the goings-on behind the scenes.
Former Democratic Committee Chair Debbie Wasserman Schultz was booed of the stage by the Florida delegates today as anger continued to rise over emails showing that the DNC actively undermined Bernie Sanders and sought to rig the primaries for Hillary Clinton. Yet, in coming DNC interim chair (and Clinton supporter) Donna Brazile is calling for Wasserman Schultz to have a role at the convention as a reward for her past work. In an equally tone deaf response, Clinton has given Wasserman Schultz a formal job with her campaign — as opposed to the informal job that her critics have long alleged. The fact is that Wasserman Schultz has from the start been the most controversial DNC chair in the party’s history — well before the entrance of Bernie Sanders. Her tenure has been divisive and destructive for the party. The effort to reward her by party insiders like Brazile…
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