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Re: It's about the sand....
« Reply #25 on: August 14, 2009, 11:50:53 AM »
I swear that some people really do have a negative IQ.

The IQ of ... sand?

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Re: It's about the sand....
« Reply #26 on: August 14, 2009, 12:09:44 PM »
Bring him back a small amount, and you'll own his soul......
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Re: It's about the sand....
« Reply #27 on: August 14, 2009, 02:55:27 PM »



OOPS! My mistake!!

You said "Sand" and "Beach"...

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Re: It's about the sand....
« Reply #28 on: August 14, 2009, 03:25:58 PM »
According to the doctor, I've just got three severe sprains, no major damage - so, rather than feeding the socialist monster, I took the kids to the beach.
Sandy place, the beach;

and the truck
the bathtub
and my shoes
backpack
shorts
knee brace
hair
at least two beds...

Maybe he was right, 
about the sand.

Sand Haiku:
Sandy place, the beach
It is all about the sand?
Now it is, dammit.




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Re: It's about the sand....
« Reply #29 on: August 14, 2009, 04:04:52 PM »
But isn't the sand about the beach?

BTW, sand is the worst thing about the beach, except for maybe jellyfish and the inescapable sun that will cook you like a snail lost on a Houston parking lot at high noon.
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Re: It's about the sand....
« Reply #30 on: August 14, 2009, 04:09:04 PM »
But isn't the sand about the beach?

BTW, sand is the worst thing about the beach, except for maybe jellyfish and the inescapable sun that will cook you like a snail lost on a Houston parking lot at high noon.

Or Jaws. Jaws is a bad thing about the beach.

Although he's not technically at the beach, he's more JUST off the beach.

Of course, that would sort of make him "about the beach".

Also, box jellyfish.
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Re: It's about the sand....
« Reply #31 on: August 14, 2009, 04:43:20 PM »
You know the saying "Salt of the earth." I know some people I consider "Sand of the beach."

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Re: It's about the sand....
« Reply #32 on: August 14, 2009, 04:52:12 PM »
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Ladies and gentlemen of the class of '97:

Wear sunscreen.

If I could offer you only one tip for the future, sunscreen would be it. The long-term benefits of sunscreen have been proved by scientists, whereas the rest of my advice has no basis more reliable than my own meandering experience. I will dispense this advice now.

Enjoy the power and beauty of your youth. Oh, never mind. You will not understand the power and beauty of your youth until they've faded. But trust me, in 20 years, you'll look back at photos of yourself and recall in a way you can't grasp now how much possibility lay before you and how fabulous you really looked. You are not as fat as you imagine.

Don't worry about the future. Or worry, but know that worrying is as effective as trying to solve an algebra equation by chewing bubble gum. The real troubles in your life are apt to be things that never crossed your worried mind, the kind that blindside you at 4 pm on some idle Tuesday.

Do one thing every day that scares you.

Sing.

Don't be reckless with other people's hearts. Don't put up with people who are reckless with yours.

Floss.

Don't waste your time on jealousy. Sometimes you're ahead, sometimes you're behind. The race is long and, in the end, it's only with yourself.

Remember compliments you receive. Forget the insults. If you succeed in doing this, tell me how.

Keep your old love letters. Throw away your old bank statements.

Stretch.

Don't feel guilty if you don't know what you want to do with your life. The most interesting people I know didn't know at 22 what they wanted to do with their lives. Some of the most interesting 40-year-olds I know still don't.

Get plenty of calcium. Be kind to your knees. You'll miss them when they're gone.

Maybe you'll marry, maybe you won't. Maybe you'll have children, maybe you won't. Maybe you'll divorce at 40, maybe you'll dance the funky chicken on your 75th wedding anniversary. Whatever you do, don't congratulate yourself too much, or berate yourself either. Your choices are half chance. So are everybody else's. Enjoy your body. Use it every way you can. Don't be afraid of it or of what other people think of it. It's the greatest instrument you'll ever own.

Dance, even if you have nowhere to do it but your living room.

Read the directions, even if you don't follow them.

Do not read beauty magazines. They will only make you feel ugly.

Get to know your parents. You never know when they'll be gone for good. Be nice to your siblings. They're your best link to your past and the people most likely to stick with you in the future.

Understand that friends come and go, but with a precious few you should hold on. Work hard to bridge the gaps in geography and lifestyle, because the older you get, the more you need the people who knew you when you were young.

Live in New York City once, but leave before it makes you hard.

Live in Northern California once, but leave before it makes you soft.

Travel.

Accept certain inalienable truths: Prices will rise. Politicians will philander. You, too, will get old. And when you do, you'll fantasize that when you were young, prices were reasonable, politicians were noble, and children respected their elders.

Respect your elders.

Don't expect anyone else to support you. Maybe you have a trust fund. Maybe you'll have a wealthy spouse. But you never know when either one might run out.

Don't mess too much with your hair or by the time you're 40 it will look 85.

Be careful whose advice you buy, but be patient with those who supply it. Advice is a form of nostalgia. Dispensing it is a way of fishing the past from the disposal, wiping it off, painting over the ugly parts and recycling it for more than it's worth.

But trust me on the sunscreen.
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Re: It's about the sand....
« Reply #33 on: August 14, 2009, 05:01:04 PM »


This has nothing to do with SAND! It's about the sand, man!
I wish the Ring had never come to me. I wish none of this had happened.

So do all who live to see such times. But that is not for them to decide. All we have to decide is what to do with the time that is given to us. There are other forces at work in this world, Frodo, besides the will of evil. Bilbo was meant to find the Ring. In which case, you also were meant to have it. And that is an encouraging thought

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Re: It's about the sand....
« Reply #34 on: August 14, 2009, 05:18:44 PM »
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Be kind to your knees. You'll miss them when they're gone.

but that's why I went to the beach today, because I had a Dr Appointment because I blew both knees and an ankle in a BMX bike incident and decided to cut work for the rest of the day!!!

There'd be no sand (except at the beach) had I been kind to my knees.

I do miss them, my knees.
I don't give a rat for the sand.
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Re: It's about the sand....
« Reply #35 on: August 14, 2009, 05:55:20 PM »
Well, some beach.

Well....sand is really a sum of a beach........


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Re: It's about the sand....
« Reply #36 on: August 14, 2009, 06:32:09 PM »
Are you sure you weren't supposed pick up a roll of top secret microfilm or something from him?


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Re: It's about the sand....
« Reply #37 on: August 14, 2009, 07:04:49 PM »
The blue fish is swiming.  I repeat: The blue fish is swiming.

DORYFISH!  IT'S A DORY!  DORY!!!!

Sorry, three year old moment there.  =D