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Post by roddy byers on May 16, 2010 16:41:07 GMT
I got home from tour in the 90,s and there she was (Cassey)... come to love her even tho ive always been a Cat person* Like taking her for walks across the fields and thru the woods*
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Post by misspictor on May 16, 2010 16:45:48 GMT
Cogie, my shepard, is the second dog I've ever raised, I grew up with cats. My folks have my cat Lilly, who is a Savannah breed (literally wildcat mixed with Siamese), because she didn't get on with the dog. Luckily, they live a stone's throw from me, so I can still see her. Cogie goes running with me out on the beach, he loves the sand...we're all beach bums in this house. One of these days, I'm going to take him to a friend's ranch to run with actual horses and sheep.
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Post by roddy byers on May 16, 2010 17:45:56 GMT
I wanna be a Beach Bum..ITS NOT FAIR!!
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Post by misspictor on May 16, 2010 18:01:52 GMT
Well, the weather's nice right now...come get an ice cream with me at the Santa Monica Pier! ;-P
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Post by TTN on May 16, 2010 18:02:36 GMT
I spent a month or two living in Santa monica, nice place and the Second street bar & grill kept me fed and watered, the beach was a short walk away from where I stayed (the hotel next door) but although it was nice & warm everyday, the sun never really made it through the smog. That's my over riding memory of Los Angeles - nice place shame about the smog. I dare say it's all bright blue skies now but it wasn't when I was there
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Post by misspictor on May 16, 2010 18:04:40 GMT
Santa Monica has SUCH cleaner air now...my family and I had to leave West Hollywood to Santa Monica when I was seven because the air was so bad, I was on three inhalers to keep myself BREATHING. Once I got to Santa Monica, my lungs cleared up. It's a lot sunnier these days, even!
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Post by TTN on May 16, 2010 18:23:16 GMT
With clean air Santa Monica would be up there as one of the best places I've been to.
I adore New Mexico & Southern Arizona and would have been happy to live there had my Mrs agreed to move.
Had I done so - I wouuld have been American by now
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Post by misspictor on May 16, 2010 18:27:25 GMT
Oh, wow...I lived in Santa Fe and Albuquerque, NM (I miss it horribly often) in 2005-2006, and half my family lives in Tucson, AZ. I spent a good deal of my time in the Southwest as a result. There is NOTHING quite like those desert mountains, and sunset during monsoon season. Warm rain should be the only kind of rain in existence.
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Post by TTN on May 16, 2010 18:38:00 GMT
yep, that's pretty much how I saw it,
If you wanted my opinion, a lot of AZ & NM should be fenced off, tourists banned and people only allowed to enter if they have a good reason to do so.
If the American dream ever gets it's hands on it, it will destroy what you have there - if it hasn't done so since I was last there
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Post by misspictor on May 16, 2010 18:42:26 GMT
Well, AZ has gone off the racist deep end with their new immigrant profiling law. With New Mexico, the methamphetamine labs had just made their way into the area right when I left. I think I got out while I safely had beautiful memories of it. I still need to go back to AZ for another visit at Tombstone and Old Tucson. Get my cowboy on again. Then off to see the "Thing" on the road to NM, and have a burger and shake at the Old Route 66 Diner in Albuquerque. I miss the Santa Fe plaza when it snowed in the winter. *sigh*
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Post by TTN on May 16, 2010 18:49:50 GMT
That's a shame, been to most of the places you mention and loved them all, will go back one day just to make sure I was right first time
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Post by misspictor on May 16, 2010 18:52:10 GMT
Go during Rodeo Season. Practice your YEEHAW.
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Post by Hugh on May 16, 2010 23:24:22 GMT
I'm definitely a cat person.
In 1980, me and my friend Angus wandered through the most dangerous neighbourhood in San Fran totally oblivious. We were merrily chatting and not many people were about except the odd grandmother sitting on a porch. When we got back to where we were staying with friends of his parents, they were really in shock, as white people did not go near that neighbourhood. A month later, in the news, a kid from Ontario, Canada drove through there in his Camaro and got shot dead through the head at a stop sign. Funny thing I remember about that trip, was Angus' parent's friends lived in Bing Crosby's neighbourhood, and one night we were coming home drunk in his Sir Sydney Shelf Stacker yellow Gran Prix, and went straight through someone's big hedge and there was a garden party going on on the other side. Angus said S h i t!, stuck it in reverse and with tires spinning we went straight back out with bits of well groomed lawn flying everywhere.
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Post by Hugh on May 16, 2010 23:26:10 GMT
Sir Sydney Shelf Stacker means P i s s, FYI.
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Post by Hugh on May 16, 2010 23:28:33 GMT
And I'm much more mature nowadays.
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