Late night

A nite owl who loves late night talk radio, here in the middle of the country. Retired, so I can sleep in til noon.
 
I work 10 he days so I get home at 8, dinner by 9, family in bed at 10:30. Leaves me alone and up into 2 or 3. I don't work Fridays so.... her I am.
 
I lived in San Diego for a year in 88.
I grew up in El Cajon (San Diego suburbs), back in the days when Sea World was still a lonely beach but a great place to find Sand Dollars (round starfish). Ahh, for the days when winter meant you had to wear a sweater to school.
 
I grew up in El Cajon (San Diego suburbs), back in the days when Sea World was still a lonely beach but a great place to find Sand Dollars (round starfish). Ahh, for the days when winter meant you had to wear a sweater to school.

Lol. I'm just a night owl. Lived my entire life in the hottest places you could imagine (aside from Arizona).
 
I grew up in El Cajon (San Diego suburbs), back in the days when Sea World was still a lonely beach but a great place to find Sand Dollars (round starfish). Ahh, for the days when winter meant you had to wear a sweater to school.
I lived in San Yasydro(SP). 3 miles from TJ border.
 
Lol. I'm just a night owl. Lived my entire life in the hottest places you could imagine (aside from Arizona).
I can imagine. How about: Anza-Borrego Desert (near Palm Springs), and Mojave Desert (Las Vegas). Worst was a stopover in Furnace Creek, Death Valley in summer, about 130 (55c).

For the curious, the Anza-Borrego desert is one of those places where rainfall is measured in years per inch, since it often doesn't rain for a year or more. If you look on a map it's that big, empty spot in the southeastern corner of California, virtually uninhabited.
 
I lived in San Yasydro(SP). 3 miles from TJ border.
San Ysidro (Saint Isidore), right on La Frontera. One of those California towns where English is a foreign language. We had to learn Spanish starting in Elementary school. These days you can't order from the menu at a taco stand without some basic Spanish.

An early memory is watching The Lone Ranger in Espanol on channel 12 from Tijuana. When I got an early sat dish I often watched Siempre En Domingo (the Mexican version of The Ed Sullivan Show). I still listen to the local Nortena radio station here in Nebraska, old habits never fade away.
 
I can imagine. How about: Anza-Borrego Desert (near Palm Springs), and Mojave Desert (Las Vegas). Worst was a stopover in Furnace Creek, Death Valley in summer, about 130 (55c).

For the curious, the Anza-Borrego desert is one of those places where rainfall is measured in years per inch, since it often doesn't rain for a year or more. If you look on a map it's that big, empty spot in the southeastern corner of California, virtually uninhabited.

Fuck me (not really).

I just meant New Orleans and close to Parris Island.
 
I can imagine. How about: Anza-Borrego Desert (near Palm Springs), and Mojave Desert (Las Vegas). Worst was a stopover in Furnace Creek, Death Valley in summer, about 130 (55c).

For the curious, the Anza-Borrego desert is one of those places where rainfall is measured in years per inch, since it often doesn't rain for a year or more. If you look on a map it's that big, empty spot in the southeastern corner of California, virtually uninhabited.

Fucking hell. I was just talking about Fl, La, and SC. Of course, that comes with the "but it;s a dry heat" stanza. I want nothing to do with Death Valley. There is only so much shit you can take off, and then you're still hot as hell. At least when you're cold you can layer up.
 
San Ysidro (Saint Isidore), right on La Frontera. One of those California towns where English is a foreign language. We had to learn Spanish starting in Elementary school. These days you can't order from the menu at a taco stand without some basic Spanish.

An early memory is watching The Lone Ranger in Espanol on channel 12 from Tijuana. When I got an early sat dish I often watched Siempre En Domingo (the Mexican version of The Ed Sullivan Show). I still listen to the local Nortena radio station here in Nebraska, old habits never fade away.

Two things (one of which you should already know)

- Yep, growing up in Fl, learning Spanish was kind of a requirement. Because my aunt was from Venesuela, I didn't mind.

- El Santo is one of the greatest wrestlers ever. @me
 
Two things (one of which you should already know)

- Yep, growing up in Fl, learning Spanish was kind of a requirement. Because my aunt was from Venesuela, I didn't mind.

- El Santo is one of the greatest wrestlers ever. @me
LOL I forgot all about Lucha Libre. El Santo, El Luchador Enmascarado. He never took that mask off in public.
 
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