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<blockquote><img src="http://www.vanguardsquad.com/soulstrutish/5/googly.JPG" alt="" /> (reminds me of the doctor from Cannonball Run) Ha! This is so very true. I mentioned to a certain Mr. Teek Support recently that I never know which eye to look at. His response? "Doesn't fuckin' matter. No one knows!" </blockquote> Either just stare at their nose, or grab dude's dick and smack him for a truly innovative and life-altering experience. This kid I used to roll with, who disappeared into the ether over time, once was in a conversation with someone whose lazy eye started to wander. Kid bent over to the side HARD in the direction of the wandering eye and said "WHOA, where's your eye going?" Another time same kid wound up with a register girl at McDonalds who had the same problem, and when the eye started to go he calmly said to her "I'm over here". Put one up for the Fiver.... 1. Finally got around to sending out some gifts to some of you folls last week that I've been sitting on for awhile. Since a lot of you are getting the same thing, please no public comments about them since they'll be arriving all over the country at different times! It's better to give than receive folks, cop an address and send something to someone. 2. Hit a mammoth Ruthian-style homerun in my softball game on Friday and had fun hanging in the parking lot afterwards listening to the Mets and Yankee games on the radio, having a beer and watching dudes' kids run around the grass. After years of resisting hanging out with my co-workers, I woke up to realize these dudes are alright outside of work. It's a company league, and dudes are surprisingly good at avoiding shoptalk. 3. Put in a nice order with K.Canada this week and should have enough music to carry me through the next couple summers on the deck. Been checking the mailbox every day Bart Simpson Spy Camera style. 4. Word on the streets is that the fishing has been INSANE on Long Island so far, and even though I haven't had any solid action (no 124 pound catfish yet) I'm gearing up to start my midnight missions soon. And really, it is word from the streets. Any time I see a car equipped for beach fishing it becomes a strategy session. Fisherman lie like dogs though, so most of the information you get has to be taken with a grain of salt. No way in hell is some dude about to put someone he doesn't know onto his illwicked spot, a la cratedigging. Same shit, only wetter. 5. After a short self-imposed hiatus, I plowed back into one of my side-husltes and booked some nice money in a short span of time. Bonus tracks... -Have a "Long Island" tattoo coming this week, the first of two planned. -I miss my girlfriend something fierce, and hope our current situation works out. -Putting plans in motion to buy a compound with some folls in upstate NY.

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