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About Larry (pharmbouy)(Capt'n Gadget):
Occasionally in my lifetime there occurs some brief moments of
intense creativity when an idea enters my head (usually after a
tequila or two) of which I cannot leave alone. When this, for the
lack of a better word, CREATIVITY occurs, it sometimes produces a
small token of interest in some of my friends of which I would
like to share with you.
To view a few of these items, just scroll down through the web
page and read what may interest you. Don't be afraid, you can
always click the links at the bottom of the page to escape any
nausea which may occur.
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Check out these creative items!
Dodge comes home
The Ballad of Capt'n Sandfish
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Dodge.....:
This following item was produced during our stay at a beach
called "Santispac" located on the "Bay of Conception" in Southern
Baja Mexico. The photo was taken at a beach North of Santispac at
Punta Chivato overlooking what we call "Shell Beach". It was the
Winter of 2004............................Dodge Home Comming!
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Dodge Home Coming
There it is.... down there below, that nation of heat and
thorn.
That land that is so rugged, that land where I was born.
You see they need it really tough, where only the strong still
lodge,
A place that is so formidable,.. a place to build the
Dodge.
It happened this way, and how do I know?.....I'm only a truck
you say,
So sit down here, and pull up a beer....and I'll tell you about
that day.
They told me about the first part ... that day that was so
hot.
I wish I could remember it then, but no chip was in my
slot.
There was this big huge building, with racks and racks of
parts,
but most of all there was this line,... the line up of the
carts.
Those carts, they kept on moving and everything was apart,
there were wheels for legs and doors for arms and a fuel pump for
a heart.
They passed these rows of people now, their arms were just a
flying.
There were men and women and mums and dads and I think a baby was
crying.
A fender here and a bumper there....yes, it all took place so
fast,
but the most important thing of all, they saved for the very
last.
A hush began, all eyes did turn, a whisper or two.. and a
moan,
you could see it now, at the end of the line all shiny and
alone.
That Dodge was just so beautiful..... from its top right to its
frame,
and now the final step remained...the insertion of its
brain.
Then this beautiful girl in the white lab coat... walked in
with a sway of hip,
and in her hand held high, towards the sky, was the gleam of a
computer chip.
She lifted the hood, every one stood back....there was a blinding
light!
My lights came on, my thoughts began...my world was very
bright.
There came a cheer and the waving of hats, and smiles they did
abound,
that girl jumped in, and turned a key....there was a powerful
sound.
She drove me out into that bright bright sun, her eyes were all
aglow,
she told me that,... one day I'd be back,... to her land of
Mexico.
So you see me now up on this cliff with that beautiful land
below...
the warm beaches beckoning, those shells just sparkling, and a
sea that is all aglow.
My story you've heard, I can tell your impressed, whether you
knew it or not, before.
It takes a rough land to build a strong truck and a Dodge is
tougher than tough... to the core.
Capt'n Gadget 2004
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Sandfish.....:
There is a legend in Los Barriles, that its beaches may be inhabited by a species of fish called the "sand fish". These fish are very rare and reside just under the sand. They are very difficult to catch and so most fishermen prefer to fish the sea when ever they can. But on occasion, when the winds have been blowing for weeks at a time and no boat dare enter the water, the urge to fish becomes so great that the occasional intrepid fisherman takes to his ATV to troll for these illusive little buggers. Thus sometimes, during a quiet evening happy hour one may hear a toast to Captain Sandfish and the singing of his beer drinking ditty............. |
Ballad of Capt'n Sand Fish
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(sung as a ditty like Gilligan's Island)
What say you lads, come follow me,.. a hunting, we will go.
The waves are high, no boat today,- we won't.., have to row.
(chorus)
So its up the beach .. and down the beach, .. pedal to the metal of the floor.
What attracts the fish, and that is your wish, ...the sound of a 4 cycle roar!
We can track them down, I know their smell..and they reside right on the land.
Those fish are fighters, ...they're tough to get ...for they hide beneath the sand.
It's a tale I'm told, .. that only the bold,...like the ones with an ATV,
can catch those fish, those elusive fish, those fish that live out of the sea.
They are hard to find, they are very fast, ...they make a wonderful dish.
Not everyone knows, not even the crows, ....the se...crets of the SAND FISH.
A weight is used, and the rods placed wide, but this secret don't ever tell,
you must hang on tight, and drive just right .........like a maniac.. from hell!
An hour here, two hours there, sometimes it takes .. a while.
So hang in there and hunker down and go that extra .. mile.
If you tried your best, you passed the test, your heart can't fill with .. sorrow.
So suck up a beer and check your gear ... and get ready for another .. tomorrow.
....Capt'n Gadget 2004
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