Dogwood Trees: Birds in Trees: Birds to Sing, songs and words, maybe not, joys and pleasures. Day of the Dead. Time of our lives, the best is yet to be. Stories and tips to classes on the beach, good times, dances in the dark.

Dogwood Trees: Birds in Trees: Birds to Sing, songs and words, maybe not, joys and pleasures. Day of the Dead. Time of our lives, the best is yet to be. Stories and tips to classes on the beach, good times, dances in the dark.

New Day for the Kind Hearted.....Have a few more stories to share with you about today. It was a clear cold day for February, in the sleeping almost coast town of Ventura. It was a day to go to the beach as well as all the other days when you get to go to the beach. For some people to go to the beach is unheard of so, my world is a dream life or a nightmare. I want to think, and I do believe that everyday above ground is a good day. 

Plenty of fish in the seas, cages used, dodging the frogs stuck self-serving images in Mirror. Weird equal -wonderful, exciting, interesting, real and different. Time of our lives, the best is yet to come, castles in the sky, things to work for, happy days again. Happy for the joys and pains, thanks for the help for the angels, goodness and mercy, here all the time, makes my dazes so much better.

On a quest to better, on a mission to right the frogs, back to get on the ships of dreams. Happy notes, thanks and praises, for another day alive. Happy to share the time and the space, classes in the woods, classes on the beach, fires of hopes burning bright. Pictures and views in other worlds, hopes and dreams for more and better, trips to the moon, trips to heaven and back. In my father's house, castles in the sky, we all have one, the different to note from mansions. 

Tips for the sinners and tales for the saints, gifts to share of the trips around the trees needed for the lessons to learn. Classes in place. Love and hate, truthful and honest, happy and gay, happy and delighted for the dreams in actions, gifts of the young at heart. Have so much more work to do, walking the tracks, boots for the show of force. Whips and chains on the side, dicks and dawgs barking hard, to get there and get things done, boots made for walking over the slow and the simple, glory days again. 

 Monkey Tales, Jokes And Laughs, Good Times ...God times, good times,Peter Pan, rides again, rocks and waves make.... Same story, different day, snake charmer, and the best sucker or licker to walk the face of the earth. For how long? 09041962:Tips and tales, monkeys to do, monkeys to see, blue birds, like my sisters from another mother. Maya Moore: how upset she still is about learning the type of frog the bullfrog really is or reptile that has not learned any new life lessons since Fairfax High School in Hollyweird, California-when dirt was young-(Steve/Eve/Adam 4 Adam Jarrot) still dump as rocks? Brains exchanged for trains, so sad just senseless now, and full of self as always. You can share your views are not, these are written history, in the hills and valley, family members, after life on earth. Paul and Charlie Jarrot, with the sisters to fuck, Rach Jay, Rach Jarrot, Rachel Gay Jarrot, coins to flip. Cartoon Hits, Big Fat Butches, to Bitches, land whales to date, classes on love and hate. Classes on the beaches, in Santa Monica-College, point sets. Movies and gang bangs to director. Lack of brains, exchanged for free rides, horse and pony shows. Donkeys in the hills of Riverside, monkeys of the year 2016, monkeys to dodge. For how long? 09041962:Happy and gay lifestyle spent in 1982 RV, camper life style, fucks all day long, new job title: Sucker #1 oral specialist of craigslist. Red, Blue Balls, Games: Balls in Air: Dances with Dense, Dumb, Simple, shallow, Snakes in your face.

Happy dazes again, party and play,  tricks, and exchanges done for the good time.

Love and hate horns of a goat. Love and devotions from a man for a women, gifts of the old souls floating here today, gone tomorrow. Lessons to learn, about the fun and games in the minds and hearts of the young at heart. Fairies, pixies, earth angels, bikers from New York, gifts of songs and dances for a better daze. 

Cartoon Hits, For The Races Against the winds, for the sinners and the saints, for the bumps in the roads, for the lessons learned on the paths to greatness. Songs to sing, happy dazes again, glory dazes again, tips and tales in the air. Balls in the air, classes on the beaches, love and hate, goats and sheep, goat horns, hate and love, horns to blow, dances on the sands of time.

Today I found out that Little Whiney Houston bought the farm at 48. What a sad tale for the world to have to hear. My first thoughts were with Bobbie, the little girl that she, had with Bobby Brown. The little girl, Bobbie should be a teen ager now. My thoughts were at least she still has a grandmother living. And then I went to think about the life that was just lost yesterday, and think what was it that causes the light to go out yesterday, the Whitney had blowing in the wind.

Life is just to shorty. It is a pity that people live their life busy dying instead of busy living. I have a very happy boyfriend that wants to become more. But how can you be with a person who tells you to please not talk. I was thinking, if he does not like the way I talk, how we can go on.

Jay Tiger knows that it is breaking down already but he cannot go on. Jay has a kid that went to New York City on the Jewish dime. She talked with her dad 3 times in one day. That was a record. She had been in the habit of text dad just for more money. Are she was texting dad bring me lunch. Are the other types of things that she texted her day suggested from her point of view that she was the kid of a fool. I do not know why kids call their parers

names when the names like fat boy. She is saying she is fat because her father is fat. She is the kid of fat people out of her mouth. Her remarks to Maria the Mexican menopause baby, of a Mexican and an Asia woman create a senior girl that needs or likes to be lead. Bob on boy has that kind of a fool or a fat boy or just a hairdresser does know how to get other too paid for the things she wants. One respect frame that her father wanted to share was “Why Party like a Rock Star. Party like a Jew!!!!”Or just save more money on the things that they do have to spend their own money on. What else can a saying like that mean? The day could not tell me what that meant.

Jews are cheap, and they take their money with them when they expire, right? Party like a Jew, meant party on somebody else’s dime. The Jew’s father who was not in New York City, with his kid for the party better than the Rock stars did not include any of her natural family. This party was with the other Jew’s and it was better than the Rock Stars, according to this Desert Jew Girl from the polo team in Palm Desert, LA Quinta, Indio deserts in California. Party on the church dime is where she is and has a better party than the rock stars. Not sure what the word party actually means from a New York City view, from a desert person of California. Maybe that meant more clothes, what do you think?