this morning i took my funky trunk to pebble beach. it was bone cold. i went to the point and it was a degree warmer and martha was there so i went back in and the wind got wild and i swallowed a wave but i felt my funk flutter and fly. 

back at vista i made some guacamole and looked out at the protest statue and saw a man scurrying around the base ripping down the children's  protest drawings. i wanted to fly down and confront him but when i got the binoculars he'd already vanished like a phantom. 

maybe the kids are on summer vacation, maybe they don't get as disheartened about people as me. but it seems to me it started in kindergarten. 

can the obama fundation be stopped? it is highly doubtful. we seem to lack the critical thinking and the critical mass to avert the landgrab. we seem inured to losing.

hey, i wrote people and feel better about the obomba debacle and a little hopeful his grim progress might be stopped. i don't think his hubris would consider the alternate site, it's too undeveloped, it's less prime real estate, and i think he gets his kicks being so rich he can take what he wants from the public trust for free. but we shall see.

that hater who ripped down the kid's artwork, he's in hell anyway, i could see in the binoculars how he skulked in his pathetic act like a petty frightened two-bit criminal.