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Chapter Two Part One

Tue, 02 Sep 2008 07:44:50 PDT

He released her, keeping pace as she expertly dodged her way through the stream of pedestrians. “What about the pyramids?”

“You and your pyramids.” Maggie's hand motioned as she spoke. “Okay, supposing there are pyramids, and you're not lying to me: what's haunting them? Naked spirits?”

“I don't know.” Lucas raked his fingers through his thick black hair as sweat trickled from his temples. “From what our source told us, the pyramids are small and can’t be seen from afar. That's why no one has made that island into a tourist attraction.”

Her eyes swept across the motley array of fruit stands, her stomach growling. “Small pyramids, huh? Built by a tribe of little people?”

She heard the tone of his voice begin to change. “Maybe El Duende.”

Maggie suddenly stopped walking, her attention caught. “He was a goblin, or a mythical dwarf.”

“Dwarf.” There was a gleam in his eye, like he knew he had piqued her interest. “Which, technically, is a very small man. He’d have to build pyramids that were more suitable for his stature.”

People swept around the two students, pedestrian traffic going in both directions upon the sidewalk.

Lucas shrugged, his feet continuing their nonchalant stroll. “Now that would be interesting: a tribe of dwarves living offshore, occasionally coming onto the mainland of El Salvador.”

Maggie’s lips twisted. “We came here to research Salvadorean legends, not make them up.”

“Think about it, Maggie. What do we know about El Duende? Let’s analyze this theory.”

“No, let’s not.”

Lucas began to stare again.

She exhaled, tapping the tattered cover of her notebook. “He was more of a poltergeist phenomenon. He’d move things, and make noise, and follow young girls around.” Maggie glanced at him as he stopped walking, noticing his grin. “There was only one Duende.”

“There was only one sighted at a time,” he corrected, “but how many stories have we heard about girls being harassed by this little guy? More than a couple.”

Maggie slowly shook her head, her eyes narrowing.

“The only reason why these dwarves weren’t seen en masse was because they lived offshore. On this island.” His grin widened.

“So, your theory consists of El Duende leaving his island just to throw rocks and clumps of dirt at pretty young girls?”

Lucas shrugged. “It's an acceptable mating ritual.”

Bristol is pregnant???

Mon, 01 Sep 2008 20:17:38 PDT

Palin Says Daughter, 17, Is Pregnant

NEW YORK In a surprise announcement, the McCain campaign revealed today that Sarah and Todd Palin have announced that their 17-year-old unmarried daughter Bristol is pregnant.

The couple said in a statement that Bristol will keep the baby. (Duh!! What else could she do with the baby?)

When news broke, it had not yet been reported by her home state papers, which have often been the source for outside media for other background on Palin.

When the Anchorage Daily News did report the news today, it pointed out: "The Daily News had asked Palin's press secretary, Bill McAllister, over the weekend to address rumors that Bristol was pregnant. 'I don't know. I have no evidence that Bristol's pregnant,' he said on Saturday."

Reporter Kyle Hopkins updated that later: McAllister said he found out this morning along with everybody else. I said people might find that hard to believe. 'I guess they can call me a liar then, but that’s the truth.' Again, he said the only time he talked to Palin about it was when she approached him and said rumors about Bristol weren't true."

The McCain team asserted that he knew about the pregnancy when he selected Palin. She has five children and now a grandchild coming as she hits the campaign trail. (The McCain team has to save face)

Steve Schmidt, a top McCain spokesman, said: "Life happens." Reporters pressed him on whether McCain knew about this before he picked Palin but he would only say that McCain knew "last week," meaning it could have been before or after. (Life happens whether you want it to happen or not)

Time magazine's Web site reported today, from Wasilla, that it was an "open secret" around time that Bristol was pregnant. If McCain did not know about it, this would be revealing.

The Palins' statement continued: "We have been blessed with five wonderful children who we love with all our heart and mean everything to us. Our beautiful daughter Bristol came to us with news that as parents we knew would make her grow up faster than we had ever planned. As Bristol faces the responsibilities of adulthood, she knows she has our unconditional love and support." (What else could Sarah say that would not cause more damage?)

CNN.com reports that Palin "indicated during her run for Alaska governor that she was a firm supporter of abstinence-only education in schools. In a 2006 Eagle Forum questionnaire, Palin indicated that she supported funding abstinence-until-marriage education programs instead of teaching sex-education programs. 'Explicit sex-ed programs will not find my support,' Palin wrote in the conservative group’s questionnaire." (What's she going to do, throw her daughter out of the house? Looks like Sarah Palin needs to pay more attention to her children's needs instead of running around all over the country).

The Anchorage Daily News reported earlier today that rumors had abounded in the state for months that Bristol Palin was pregnant. This turned out to be true, but what it fostered was other rumors that she was the real mother of Sarah Palin's fifth child, who was delivered in April.

The Tribune Company's political blog, The Swamp, reports, "Mark Okeson, the assistant principal at Wasilla High School, said Sarah started her junior year there last fall, in the town where Sarah Palin grew up, but Bristol transferred to an Anchorage high school mid-year. 'I never heard the story why,' he said Monday."

Note: Last I heard, having sex with a minor is a crime and punishable in prison. Palin says that Bristol's boyfriend is going to marry her? Hmmmm , this I like to see! Sounds more like a shotgun wedding!

McCain's VP choice

Fri, 29 Aug 2008 12:36:26 PDT

NAME — Sarah Heath Palin.

EXPERIENCE: Alaska governor since December 2006; unsuccessful run for Republican nomination for lieutenant governor in 2002; chairwoman of the Alaska Oil and Gas Conservation Commission, 2003-2004; served two terms as Wasilla mayor and two terms on city council.

EDUCATION: Graduated University of Idaho, 1987, journalism.

FAMILY: Husband, Todd; five children.

BUSINESS: Worked as sports reporter for two Anchorage television stations; owned with her husband a snowmobile, watercraft, ATV business from 1994-97. Husband is a North Slope oil field worker.

AGE-BIRTH DATE-LOCATION — 44; born Feb. 11, 1964; Sandpoint, Idaho.

CLICK HERE TO VOTE: Do you think she's a good choice?

So there you go! A little info for you just in case you logged on the internet this morning and the first words out of your mouth were "WHAAAAAAAAAT THE? Who the heckells is THAT????"

Sunday Breakfast With The Girls

Wed, 27 Aug 2008 18:56:02 PDT

My friend Burgh sent me an email last night with her Florida "vay-kay" pictures. One of them was her and her hubby at the beach. She's in a bikini.

Aside from her day job, she also teaches some fitness classes at her local gym. She works out. A LOT! And watches what she eats.

I emailed her, "woot! All that excercising pays off hu? That's why you look like that.. and I look like a pregnant mama of four. Nice pictures."

She emails me back, "You crack me up...but yeah...exercise and diet...."

SHOOT ME IN THE HEAD is about right for me. EXERCISE????? And diet... I don't know about all that... heheheheh

------- later that day.....

I texted Dee and Goocher about getting together for a girls breakfast on Sunday.

They both said ok.

This morning Dee texts me, "what time?" I say, "Can you be here around 10:00am? Is that too early?"

She texts back, "Heck yah! I get up at 6:30am to run, so 10:00am is NOT early."

I said, "Dang! you're a dedicated runner!"

she said, "I KNOW! I already lost 9 lbs."

I text her back, "BRAT"

But seriously.. dangit. I need to get my big booty in gear. So here is my new commitment, and you MAS buddies, friends and family will hold me accountable, ok?

I will walk two miles every morning or evening. Even on weekends. No dieting because I don't really eat bad.

As I'm typing she text me back, "I know! I am one fit chick!" hee hee

That's putting it mildly!

Chapter Two Part One

Mon, 25 Aug 2008 07:23:42 PDT

Lucas was staring; she could feel his dark piercing eyes fixated on the side of her face.

They were sitting on a curb, practically in the middle of the mercado, surrounded by fruit stands, in a sea of people. There was a low roar of voices, an occasional shout from the vendors, and the impatient blast of a horn. Footsteps tread in rhythmic tempos, wooden crates squealed as they scraped upon the sidewalk, and a child’s cry grew in crescendo.

She couldn’t hear Lucas breathe.

An acidic tang speared the warm sugar-sweet musk that wafted upon the immediate air. A splintered cart creaked under the weight of large blushed yellow ovate mangoes.

Lucas had resorted to holding his breath.

Her pen stopped mid-sentence, her head tilting to stare back at him. She tucked a strand of her short black hair behind her quadri-pierced ear, her long lashes lowering as she squinted in the bright sunlight. “What?”

A thick brow arched. “Did you hear me?”

Maggie exhaled. “There's an island a few hundred miles off shore where pyramids litter the sandy beaches. I heard you.” She turned her attention back to her notes.

A large bronze hand splayed out across her page. “Haunted pyramids. You didn't hear me.”

Two minutes was the longest she’d ever been able to ignore Lucas.

“Imagine the artifacts hidden on that island. Or the Latin hieroglyphics written on the pyramid walls.”

She finally closed her tattered notebook, focusing on him. “We're not archeologists.”

“It won't hurt for us to go take a look.”

She looked over the young man's dark features, catching the smile threatening to surface on his lips. “Who are the inhabitants of this wonderful island?”

He finally did smile, his full lips pulling back to reveal coffee-stained teeth—the result of years of late night studying. “Actually, there are no inhabitants, but there are fruit trees everywhere. A jungle of them.” He hesitated, his lilting voice trailing off into the din of the marketplace. “And—”

“And?”

“And it's sort of legendary for having a nudist beach.”

She gaped. “That's not the kind of legend we're looking for. You didn't tell Peter about it, did you?”

He stood, extending a hand towards her. His smile was wide. “He was with me when I heard about it last night.”

“Lucas!” Maggie smacked her best friend's hand away, groaning. “Stop hanging out with him. He's perverting you.” She stood up from the curb, dusting the back of her baggy jeans with the notebook.

“It seemed like a good idea.”

“Well, it's not a good idea.” Her lithe body stretched, and her small nose crinkled as sweat ran down her back.

“Think in scholastic terms.” Lucas chuckled as he followed her back towards the hotel.

Soft brown eyes glanced back at him, squinting. “I bet he's convincing the professor right now.”

“A wealth of indigenous knowledge.” He squeezed her shoulders, pulling her back before she could step into a cluster of small green guayabas that had fallen off of a rusted metal table. “That's what we came to El Salvador for.”

“We came here to research Salvadorean legends. Not nudist beaches.”

Part Two coming soon

Mother of the Year

Sat, 23 Aug 2008 15:22:37 PDT

Monday was the first day of school. Of couse the Baby Twinkies were excited but nervous at the same time. It took forever to get them to bed. And even longer to get them to stop talking and go to sleep.

My sleep wasn't any better. I've been hurting a lot. My back, shoulders etc. But that's for another blog.

Anyways, Big Mickey asked if I could please walk him to class the first day. I guess he didn't realize this is tradition for me (I always walk them to class their first day) and he's going to have to deal with it all the way through high school.

No, really! I did it for my teens until the 8th grade. Don't worry! It didn't traumatize them or anything. In fact, they enjoyed it. Of course I would never do it in High School. They are too old for that.

Anyways, Annequin was more nervous than usual which is surprising because he's typically a very "together" kinda dude. Seriously, he oozes confidence and it's just natural for him. Nothing he learned, just something he IS.

In fact, he's usually the one telling his lil bro, Big Mickey that's it's going to be ok!

But see, Annequin... (who prayed to God the night before to please make his wish come true) was hoping and hoping and hoping he'd get the same teacher as his best friend "K". That's all he could talk about the night before and all morning.

He didn't.

Which made him soooo upset (plus he was already nervous anyways) that he started to complain that his tummy hurt. YES.. as soon as we saw on the big board outside the office who his teacher was... ALL OF A SUDDEN... he holds his tummy and said it hurt. And he wanted to go home.

I thought he was just upset and faking it so I told him to knock it off. Then he started crying.

So I sent him to the office! Well!!!!!! I Big Mickey was excited about meeting his teacher and new friends and I didn't want Annequin to ruin Big Mickey's excitement with his Debbie Downer attitude just because he didn't get to share a class with his BFF.

"Go to the office and sit there and wait for me till I take Big Mickey to class. Then I'll take you home. But I'm gonna tell you right now, Annequin! If you're faking it you're gonna be in soooo much trouble! AND don't think you're gonna sit at home and watch t.v. all day either! If you're too sick to be in school then you're too sick to watch t.v.! You got it?"

Annequin: holding his tummy in pretend pain and crying crocodile tears "YESSSSSS" (insert fake pouty smiley face here!)

So I take Big Mickey to his class. His teacher does this thing where she makes the kids stand in line and one by one they have to go up to her, shake her hand, introduce herself to them before they are allowed in class.

I then picked Annequin up and told him I was taking him home because he wasn't feeling good.

BUT I REMIND HIM very sternly... if he's not feeling good enough to go to school then he's also NOT feeling good enough to watch tv so he's to stay in bed all day. I figure this is his last chance to redeem himself and decide all on his own that this faking the tummy ache thing is not worth it, and stay in school.

Well, I get home for lunch and guess who's sleeping on the bathroom floor wrapped in a blanket? Yup, Annequin.

I woke him and asked if he was ready for lunch and he said yeah. I asked why he was asleep on the floor and he said because he didn't want to throw up on the couch (AGAIN)

I said, what do you mean AGAIN????

He says, "I was laying on the couch (insert real crying here) and I threw up. I cleaned up as best as I could but then I didn't want to throw up on the couch again but I still wasnt' feeling good and I wanted to sleep so I figured I'd sleep on the bathroom floor in case I threw up it would be easier to clean."

Yup! Mother of the year award.. right here. ME. This Twinkie HERE. My poor baby was not only NOT faking it. But he threw up, thought I'd be upset.. and cleaned it up before I got home.

Talk about GUILT. Aurgh.

who do you want to be president?

Sat, 23 Aug 2008 01:12:34 PDT

Who do you want to be president? Me? Someone who will make this country better. Someone that stands on principles, morals and values. Someone who tries their best to keep their promise. I remember running for student class president promising better lunches. I wasn’t lying, its just that once I was elected I didn’t know I had no control over that. Oops, sorry. Well maybe that’s my fault for not having enough experience… If I were president I would fix this whole war thingy and get rid of the national debt. I would have a health care system that work s and teachers would be drug tested. Yeah you read right! Unfortunately, easier said than done because once you become president and you set a motion forth it takes a long time, it’s a long, long process for it to become the “new” system. A lot of voting, vetoing, etc… Do you think that the term for a president is too little to make a difference? don’t get me wrong, it takes very little time for someone to screw it up, but what about for someone to fix it? The truth is its too much country for one person to change. I look around on a Saturday night and I see too many people getting drunk, doing drugs, pregnant, going out, speeding, talking on cell phones, shopping, screaming, crying, laughing, and I think…. Can one tiny, little ol president rule them all?

who do you want to be president

Sat, 23 Aug 2008 01:11:19 PDT

Viagra Users BEWARE!

Fri, 22 Aug 2008 14:46:24 PDT

My friend sent me an email this morning and I asked her permission to post it word for word on my bakotopia.com/MAS blog.. and anywhere I could think it could help somebody. Please share this with anyone and everyone that will listen. And feel free to share your thoughts about the subject here!

*sidenote..this is NOT an "email forward". This email was actually sent to me by my friend.

I don't know if I told you that my sister's husband, my BIL, felt like there was something on one of his eyes a few weeks back. He couldn't really explain it but felt like a speck of sand or something was on his eye. He let it go for 3 days and finally told my sister that he needed to go to the eye doctor becaue it was really starting to bother him. The eye doctor ran whatever tests and it turned out his retina had detached in 4 places! They rushed him in for immediate eye surgery and said he would have been completely blind in that eye within hours.

He had the surgery and everything seemed ok and they assured him his eye would be getting better and stronger. But he is noticing that not only is his eye getting weaker, but he is starting to feel like his other eye is weakening. The doctors do not know what it could be.

FAST FORWARD:

My sister was doing one of her client's hair TONIGHT who is married to an opthomalogist and asked her questions about why his eye could possibly be doing this since it's not heriditary. Her client started asking her numerous questions. One of them was, "By chance, does your husband take Viagra?"

My sister was stunned because he does. He just started 6 months or so ago.

She told my sister that it came out in the Medical journals in 2005 that there may be a link between Viagra and blindness.

She immediately called me to tell me and ask me had I heard of anything like that in news reports before. I googled to see if it could be substantiated and there were PLENTY of medical articles and credible news associations (CNN, Washington Post, etc) who mentioned the possible link in 05' because the blood supply to the eyes are blocked or redirected. Pfizer is (probably) keeping this as hush as possible because they have made millions upon millions of dollars and for all we know they have the FDA in their pockets, as the FDA continues to insist there is no substantial link and putting it on other factors (that didn't apply to him).

If you know of ANYONE taking Viagra, Cialis, Levitra please read the articles below and/or pass it on. Because I know someone personally (possibly) affected by this, I wanted to make sure everyone read this. Some people suffered blindness as soon as 48 hours after takng their first dose. He's been taking it for about 6 months. He is now suffering permanent vision loss in the "corrected' eye and is feeling the affects on the other. I'm watching this vital man (who has always been so charismatic and generous) starting to die inside as his vision goes. He also makes the bulk of their household income and provides their medical so they are really worried about what may happen.

The news and medical reports also stated the octal damage is irreversible.

I came across these articles just tonight when I sought to substantiate it. See your own doctor for more information.

CNN.com

http://www.cnn.com/2005/HEA...

Washington Post

http://www.washingtonpost.c...

Medical News Today:

http://www.medicalnewstoday...

L.A. Times:

http://articles.latimes.com...

Lawyer seek:

http://www.lawyerseek.com/P...

Something Stinks In China

Tue, 19 Aug 2008 23:50:50 PDT

By now I'm sure it's way old news but I still wanted to address the lip synching fiasco at the Chinese Olympics. Or what will be known around the world as the "Chinese Milli Vanilli fiasco of 2008."

Girl, you KNOW it's true.

But what about the fake fireworks? Did you hear about that?

OH, of course you did. It made headlines.

What about China's weather? Isn't it sooooo perfect and beautiful?

Ummm that would actually be a NOOOOOOOO! You see, China had almost all their manufacturing plants shut down so as they wouldn't pollute the city while the tourists were in town.

And there is... well...there is....

Well, a whole bunch of other fake shit that quite frankly... I mean really? ?? WHO CARES??????

Does this make China a bad country? NO... their everything else makes them a bad country.

Did you know that the USA took similar steps to ensure the perfect Olympics in Atlanta & LA we moved homeless so they wouldn't be near the events? Yup, it's true, folks. AND they did the same thing in Tempe when the super bowl was there years ago, they literally put all the homeless on busses and shipped them down to Tucson.

Can I just ask you something? Whatever happened to the sanctity of political secrets? geez.louize.

I long for the days where politicians were cripples and nobody knew about it and Presidents had prostitutes come to the White House and everybody kept the secret.

I mean seriously if a political leader wants to have the perfect Olympics with only pretty people that is his government, his people, his perrogative. enough with the drama.

NOW the little girl knows that the whole world knows she's too ugly to be on t.v.

Thanks alot whistleblower dude. Good call.

The whole world thanks you. And guess what? You don't look at ALL like a big ol' snitch. Not one bit.

Now can I ask something else???? Am I the ONLY one that sees the big fat elephant in the room? LOL

** see picture above to see what I'm talking about.

and go HERE for full article of fake shhhhhhtuff, including how fake the USA is compared to China, according to this reporter!

Chapter One Part Ten

Mon, 18 Aug 2008 07:28:51 PDT

The edge of town was close, less than a mile from the shack. Michaelson was there, at the designated bus stop. Leaning close to a pair of teenage girls.

The commandant stopped beside Michaelson, eyes watching the road for signs of the bus. He consciously ignored the teasing voices of the two girls, and Michaelson's lascivious laugh.

He felt the nudge, but didn't acknowledge it.

Michaelson snickered. “What do you say? Do I have time for a quickie?”

Kiarme's head slowly turned to look at him. His face remained expressionless. “About as much time as it takes me to draw my gun.”

Michaelson blinked, his leer instantly disappearing.

Kiarme turned his attention back to the road, his lips pressed tight together. It was difficult suppressing his instincts; he commended himself on the effort. The hardest parts of the mission were over: all of the supplies were bought, the dynamite had been acquired, and he had managed to keep Michaelson alive.

He stared down the coconut tree-lined road, waiting for the glint of metal and the cloud of exhaust. The sooner he got back to Playa Arrayan, the sooner he could relax. Once he got back to his island, he’d report back to Blue and let him deal with Michaelson’s discipline.

The girls giggled again, and he heard Michaelson snicker.

It was just a matter of getting through the night now.

Chapter Two coming soon

The 15th Annual Hispanic Consumer Trade Show

Thu, 14 Aug 2008 18:17:15 PDT

I just want to remind everyone that our annual Hispanic Consumer Trade Show will be held at the Kern County Fairgrounds this coming Sunday, 08-17-08 from 11am to 5pm.

It's free (no charge) and there will be great food, beverages, live music and entertainment and children's activities so bring your kids.

There will be a lot of businesses there dispalying their business wares and there will be an overall of fun so see you there. Oh and if you get lucky and get arrested and sent to the trade show jail, Do not fear, Gotta Go will be there to bail you out.

Hey Somedude......where you at?

Thu, 14 Aug 2008 17:58:07 PDT

Hey Dude!! Where are you? I know we don't agree on a lot of things but hey! We kind of have something in common in our heritage. I was kinda having fun talking to you so get back in here and tell me your wisdom!!

Random Things That Made My Day!

Wed, 13 Aug 2008 22:53:34 PDT

1. Getting a call from Aunt "J" and the first words out of her mouth are "I just got done shopping. I bought you some pajamas."

This was of course in reference to my Rainbow Brite Lady of the Night blog where I confessed to cyber space what I wore to bed on any given night.

2. After giving one of my best friends her total for the Mary Kay Cosmetics products she ordered from me she quickly responds with, "Can I pay you in tall boys??"

Gosh, she knows me so well. hahaha

3. Googling "Tecate" for a picture to include in my blog and finding a "beer review" for it by a college student! Sweeeeet!!!!!

Let's face it, folks, there is no better expert of beer than a college student. He is the beer guru. The Darth Vader of beer. If he was Darth Vader, beer would be it's Midichlorian

No Cell Phones Were Hurt In the Making of This Blog Post

Tue, 12 Aug 2008 11:27:29 PDT

I know it's been brought up time and time again but by me and others but here it goes again.. another cell phone rant.

Cell phone addictions?

You see it everywhere. It's just nuts. I mean, for our politicians to feel the need to pass a LAW regarding cell phone use while driving? That says something about our society.

Or about our politicians... (get off the phone Georgie!)

About six months ago I saw a lady riding her HORSE through town while talking on her cell phone. I took a picture but it was with my cell phone and it didn't come out very well. As it turns out, it's a pretty normal thing nowadays because I googled horse + cell phone and look what I found! A COWBOY on his cell phone!

Yeah, I know, right? I thought the same thing.

Of course this was BEFORE the new cell phone laws. I wonder if the law would apply to horse riding? tee hee.

Another thing I saw which made me do a double take was a mail carrier walking down main st. with her rolling basket thingy in tow in one hand, and her cell phone on the other hand.

Ummm, yeah. I know right? I thought the same thing. Get off the phone and pay attention dammit. Or else my mailbox will end up stuffed like this! Full of somebody else's bills!

The kicker the other day was earlier in the day I saw a teenage boy riding his BIKE while texting. Accident waiting to happen if you ask me.

THEN later that afternoon, another teenage boy TEXTING while skateboarding. Accident DID happen. I couldn't help but laugh. And feel like I had something to do with him falling, since I sorta wished it under my breath.

WHAT? I forget I have that power sometimes. LOL The power to send out the "Twinkie curse" hehehe..

Anyways.. back to my point .. which is.... this cell phone thing is CRAZY OUT OF CONTROL. Seriously. I mean what's next? A priest texting while you're confessing your sins to him? Bearing your soul? A doctor texting while in surgery? Geez.

OK so maybe I'm exaggerating a little.

OR AM I????