Hey hey hey!!!
Yes I like it alot
Hey hey hey!!!
Yes I’m jumping like a jumping jack
Dancing screaming itching squealing fevered
Feeling hot hot hot!!!
The Cure
We decided to have HOT wings from Lili’s Cafe on a HOT day.
AY DIOS MIO!!!!!!!!
Hot Wings by Lili's Cafe and Panama Beer by Ron
I Fell Into A Burning Ring Of Fire
I Went Down, Down, Down
And The Flames Went Higher
And It Burns, Burns, Burns
The Ring Of Fire
The Ring Of Fire
Johnny Cash
Brooke and Iris
All the amazing meals we enjoyed were cooked by these two ladies. Ooops except for Ron’s vegetarian lasagna and meat/shrimp on the grill.
Well east coast girls are hip
I really dig those styles they wear
And the southern girls with the way they talk
They knock me out when Im down there
The mid-west farmers daughters really make you feel alright
And the northern girls with the way they kiss
They keep their boyfriends warm at night
I wish they all could be california
I wish they all could be california
Beach Boys
This is the story of your red right ankle
And how it came to meet your leg
And how the muscle, bone, and sinews tangled
And how the skin was softly shed
And how it whispered “Oh, adhere to me
For we are bound by symmetry
And whatever differences our lives have been
We together make a limb.”
This is the story of your red right ankle.
February 14 2009 was Dave Lloyd’s 60th birthday, Valentine’s Day and our sailboat trip with Bocas Sailing. Amie, her boyfriend Jonas and her father “Doc” all arrived Friday afternoon. They decided to join us for our sailing voyage on Saturday so we were 11 total. We had called Luis the cab driver ahead of time to meet us at Bluff Beach Retreat. We piled in two vehicles, several of us had to ride in the back beds of the full cab pickups. Driver, front seat passenger, three in back seat and three in the back bed standing or sitting. We got as far as the edge of town and had to call another taxi so we wouldn’t have any people in the back bed. We all met up at Bocas Sailing. Chris, originally from Belgium would be our captain. We sailed to three snorkeling locations and enjoyed a tasty sub-sandwich under a partly cloudy sky. I did manage to burn the top of my right foot and ankle. The sun and vitamin D was nice. The water was refreshing and fun was had by all.
Sloth is the avoidance of physical or spiritual work.
The Sloth
This is our best shot of the sloth over three days of finding him/her in the same spot. Occasionally we see some slow arm and leg movement but that is all. Has to be a sloth.
Sail away where no ball and chain
Can keep us from the roarin’ waves
Together undivided but forever we’ll be free
So sail away aboard our rig
The moon is full and so are we
We’re seven drunken pirates
We’re the seven deadly sins
Flogging Molly
“sluggishness of the mind which neglects to begin good… [it] is evil in its effect, if it so oppresses man as to draw him away entirely from good deeds.”
Thomas Aquinas
I am just a poor boy
Though my story’s seldom told
I have squandered my resistance
For a pocket full of mumbles such are promises
All lies and jests
Still a man hears what he wants to hear
And disregards the rest
Simon & Garfunkel
Our friend, our coconut chasing dog, our guardian, and our occasional alarm clock as he chases his toy container across the front porch at 7 in the morning.
Let me introduce in the jungle wood corner weighing 80 lbs at 7 months of age………………………………………………………………………………………….
Cassius Clay
WELL WE KNOW WHERE WE’RE GOIN’
BUT WE DON’T KNOW WHERE WE’VE BEEN
AND WE KNOW WHAT WE’RE KNOWIN’
BUT WE CAN’T SAY WHAT WE’VE SEEN
AND WE’RE NOT LITTLE CHILDREN
AND WE KNOW WHAT WE WANT
AND THE FUTURE IS CERTAIN
GIVE US TIME TO WORK IT OUT
We’re on a road to nowhere
Come on inside
Takin’ that ride to nowhere
We’ll take that ride
Talking Heads
We landed in Bocas overcast, tarmac wet with recent rain. De-planed and found Ron owner of Bluff Beach Retreat. We waited for our luggage to come but first they loaded the plane with the new luggage as ours sat in the cart and the deluge began. Rain…. The luggage came through the hole in the wall, a guy pulled each bag through and you give him your tag. Quickly we carried the bags to Ron’s 4 door pickup and drove to the nearest hardware store and bought a blue tarp. Now the journey began. We drove through town, Bates found a restroom and Debbie bought some Ibuprofen. Ron drove us past the Smithsonian Tropical Research Institute. The ride was bumpy, wet and well now you can see.
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