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Subject: It took less time
The Democrats are complaining on how long the war is taking but consider this:
It took less time to take Iraq than it took Janet Reno to take the Branch Davidian compound. That was a 51-day operation.
It took less time to find evidence of chemical weapons in Iraq than it took Hillary Clinton to find the Rose Law Firm billing records.
It took less time for the 3rd Infantry Division and the Marines to destroy the Medina Republican Guard than it took Teddy Kennedy to call the police after his Oldsmobile sunk at Chappaquiddick.
It took less time to take Iraq than it took to count the votes in Florida!!!!!!
Dang, our military is GREAT!
If you have a soft heart, maybe you better not read this! Because you are going to cry. American's are the GREATEST.
Unexpected Rewards for Saving Afghan Girl Top Stories
September 15 8:11:00 AM EST
These days, Zubaida Hasan looks like a normal little girl. But two years ago, in a tiny village in Afghanistan, she was unimaginably disfigured in an accident.
An American doctor gave her her life back -- and they both got more than they ever hoped for in each other.
Zubaida had been carrying a kerosene lamp when she fell and caught on fire. Her chin melted onto her chest. She was unable to close her eyes. And her right arm was bent and glued to her side. She was 9 years old.
"She was drooling because she couldn't close her mouth. She was skinny because she wasn't able to eat properly. She was sleeping with her eyes open and it was taking its toll on her. You could see that she was wearing down," said Dr. Peter Grossman.
On the Road to Recovery
Zubaida and Grossman first met early last year, after her father, Muhammad, sought help from American soldiers in Afghanistan. She was sent to the Grossman Burn Center in Los Angeles, which was founded by Peter's father, Richard Grossman.
Peter Grossman said she was one of the worst cases he had ever seen, and along with his father, he planned for Zubaida to undergo a series of a dozen surgeries. The treatment would cost $1 million in all, but it would be paid for by the Children's Burn Foundation of Sherman Oaks, Calif.
The procedure was excruciating. In the first week alone, Zubaida underwent two surgeries -- to free up her neck, and to add skin grafts from her own back. The next four operations would involve treatment for her arm, her eyelid, her ear and lip.
Terrible burns turned into horrifying disfigurement for Zubaida when they weren't treated well. As she healed, the scar tissue contracted her face and body together. (ABCNEWS)
By that point, the transformation was already under way. "She looked like a weird, 80-year-old man, and now a little girl evolved from underneath that mask of scar tissue," Grossman said.
And it was more than a physical transformation. Zubaida was also becoming American. Doctors got used to finding her in her hospital bed, singing "shake your booty" -- and later, dancing despite being wrapped in bandages.
"I think that's what kept her going," Grossman said. "She wanted to live. She wanted to dance. She wanted to be a child again."
Closer to the Heart
Four months after her first surgery, Zubaida was well enough to play outside. But her father had returned to Afghanistan, and without somewhere to live while the surgeries continued, Zubaida was going to have to also return.
However, in an extraordinary gesture, Grossman and his wife, Rebecca, decided to become her legal guardians. "Sometimes things just feel right. And you do something you never thought you would do," he said.
For Zubaida, home became a gated community with stables in back, a granite swimming pool, and vast beautiful rooms. She also went to school for the first time in her life.
In just 12 weeks at school, she learned English. By her 11th birthday, surrounded by all her friends from school, she was celebrating American style.
"They love her," said Rebecca Grossman. "And when she started school they were fighting over who was going to be her best friend."
Peter Grossman remembers going to a father-daughter dance at Zubaida's elementary school with her.
"I could see how proud she was to go the dance and have me be there with her. That just did it for me. I mean I said to myself, she is my child. While she is in this country, she is my child," he said.
Eleven months after her first surgery, Zubaida had her 12th and final operation. Then it was time for what would become the most painful part of the operation -- bringing Zubaida home.
As much as Zubaida enjoyed life in the United States, she also missed her family.
Peter Grossman said it would be a difficult thing to do, but he realized it was necessary.
"If you came to me and said, help my child, and I agreed, and then through it all, we took care of the child and then we said you know what, I can provide a better life for your child, I'm not gonna give her back to you. Would that be fair? No," he said.
In a perfect world, Zubaida said, she would want the Grossmans to live with her in Afghanistan.
A Bittersweet Farewell
Peter Grossman accompanied Zubaida back to Afghanistan, traveling 34 hours from sunny, gleaming Los Angeles to the dusty, decrepit streets of Kabul.
He flew Zubaida's parents into Kabul from their remote village. They hadn't seen their daughter in a year -- and like many Afghans, lacking electricity, a phone or even a postal system -- they had no idea how much she had changed.
It was an emotional reunion. As Zubaida embraced her parents, they broke out into uncontrollable sobs.
"My adorable daughter. Did you recognize your mother, did you?" her mother said. "My beloved daughter, I adore you. Oh what days I went through. I adore you."
Zubaida's father praised Peter Grossman. "Zubaida's mother had [a] nervous breakdown twice. God sent [Dr. Grossman] and he helped us or she would have been dead," he said through a translator. "We were dying too. Nine of us would have been dead."
The moment -- and the past year -- were a bittersweet experience for Peter Grossman.
"Initially I felt pushed out," he said. "But then I saw how she reconnected with her parents ... and I felt a catharsis of all these feelings that I had had that perhaps I was leaving her in a place that she shouldn't be. All of those went away.
"They may not have everything in the world," he said. "They may not be able to provide her with all the luxuries in the world, but the one thing they can provide her with is love, and that is what they have for her and she has for them."
To see more on this story, go to http://www.ABCNews.go.com
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Iown, Great Story, Thanks for posting it here.
This is an example of stupidity by this President of the college.
Students Protest Old Glory Not Being Lowered On 9-11 Top Stories
09-12-2003 09:39:AM
(San Diego, CA) -- Some Cal State San Marcos students want to know why Old Glory was not lowered to half-staff on campus to commemorate the second anniversary of the 9-11 terror attacks yesterday. The "North County Times" reports as many as 200 people listened to speakers on Founders Plaza debate the impact of September 11th, before seven confronted interim President Roy McTarnaghan about not lowering the flag. McTarnaghan reportedly responded that he had not been authorized.
Copyright 2003 Metro Networks Communications Inc., A Westwood One Company
I vote "Yes."
Austin, perhaps you should take the day off.
I would like to recommend you take your wife and friends to see "Step Into Liquid." You just might be amazed at how well the company can finish what they start.
That is funny!!! I tried it several times.
This one is funny!!!!!
Step Into Liquid
Laird Tube from " Step into Liquid " (Top Secret Production, LLC)
By John Anderson
Staff Writer
August 7, 2003, 12:33 PM EDT
(U). Surfing on the edge, at the far edges of surfing, is the subject of this visually striking but hyperbole-logged documentary. Not "The Endless Summer," although it does at times seem endless. Written and directed by Dana Brown. 1:28. At the Angelika, Manhattan.
The tropes of the surfing movie include athletic cinematography, awe-inspiring waves, muscular bodies doing impossible things and surfers talking about what a bad rap they get. I don't know what they mean, exactly, but maybe they wouldn't get this bad rap if they stopped making surfing movies.
"Step Into Liquid" was written and directed by Dana Brown, son of Bruce Brown, who made the landmark surf doc, "The Endless Summer" (1964). There are similarities between their work. The surfing often seems physically impossible; the land- and seascapes are stunning; the locations are a dream. And the voiceover is annoying. Dana Brown, kicking his father's style up a notch, has created, basically, an infomercial for surfing, a sport that wouldn't .really seem to need the hype. Nevertheless, every surfer he intro.duces seems to be the most "stoked" person he's ever met, every beach has the most treacherous waves, every location is the greatest this or that, and surfing itself is so deliriously euphoric you wonder how he ever found the time or inclination to make a movie.
What's genuinely intriguing about "Step Into Liquid," even if Brown doesn't quite emphasize it, is his exploration of what might be called extreme surfing -- "tow" surfing, in which a Jet Ski pulls participants to waves they wouldn't ordinarily reach. Or super.tanker surfing, in which surfers liter.ally travel miles on the wake of an oil carrier. Or off-off-off-shore surfing, in which true fanatics are taken 100 miles out to sea, to surf with no beach in sight.
What he finds in Sheboygan, Wis., where surfers hang 10 on Lake Michigan, might be called fringe surfing. Or 'burb surfing. Either way, it's funny.
But Brown doesn't have much of a sense of humor, or at least much facility at expressing it. One female surfer "spends so much time in the barrel," Brown says, referring to the underside of a breaking wave, "she's like a clown at the rodeo." Nyuh huh.
But Brown is also making a message film. Surfing not only is a sport that doesn't recognize racial or ethnic divisions, it can actually mend them: A surfing program in Ireland brings Protestants from the north to surf with Catholic kids from the south. It's wonderful, but a slightly less earth-shattering development than the director would have you think.
Because Brown comes off as propagandizing for surfing, it actually undermines his argument (if you can call it that). If surfing is so wonderful, why would it need such a relentless hyping of its virtues? It's the old show-don't-tell lesson that any fledgling filmmaker should know. And Brown's film has such stunning things to show, it's a shame he has to tell so much. If you do see "Step Into Liquid," bring a Discman, some Beach Boys CDs and drown this guy out.
Copyright © 2003, Newsday, Inc.
http://www.newsday.com/entertainment/movies/ny-etstep0808.story
Another Great Article
HoustonChronicle.com -- http://www.HoustonChronicle.com / Section: Outdoors
Aug. 30, 2003, 1:00AM
Step Into Liquid sure to make some waves
By JOE DOGGETT
Copyright 2003 Houston Chronicle
Step Into Liquid, a feature-length documentary on surfing, is playing at the Landmark River Oaks Theater. It is a must-see for wave-starved local surfers and an entertaining, even inspiring, ride for non-surfers perhaps wondering what "stoke" is all about.
This effort does a fine job of conveying the essence of riding waves -- at all levels of ability and in all magnitudes of size. The common theme, from Hawaii's Pipeline to Sheboygan's Lake Michigan, from world-class professionals to bumbling beginners, is the genuine joy of being there.
Director Dana Brown, of Seal Beach, Calif., took his cameras around the world in search of surfing experiences. This is a patented theme, one that his father, Bruce Brown, used with great success in The Endless Summer and The Endless Summer II. But rather than traveling with a core group of surfers, the younger Brown focused on the local participants in each area.
"I have the greatest respect for what dad did with his films," Brown said at a preview showing Thursday night, "but I didn't want to make The Endless Summer III. I wanted to show how surfing, wherever and however you find it, can become such a rewarding and compelling experience."
A highlight of the tour, at least for local surfers, is a segment on riding tanker wakes in Galveston Bay. A dedicated crew led by James Fulbright of Galveston's Surf Specialties rides swells from passing tankers in the Houston Ship Channel. The swells radiating across spoil banks and reefs provide patient longboarders with rides of more than a mile.
"This is the point," Brown said. "This is an example of surfers so fired up that they are making something happen."
Of course, the movie does not have to rely on the odd passing freighter to generate momentum. At the opposite extreme of the Texas City Pipeline is the tow-in assault on the Cortes Bank approximately 100 miles out in the open Pacific off San Diego. A group of big-wave tow-in specialists motored to the phantom break and rode "dead glass" waves in excess of 60 feet -- one of the most phenomenal events in the history of the sport.
Step Into Liquid also scores big by emphasizing the growing ranks of women and children in surfing. And, invariably, the photography is stunning.
Costa Rica is a good example. Just watching Robert August (star of the original 1965 Endless Summer) riding wave after wave in the jungles near Tamarindo makes you want to fly straight to San Jose.
If you surf, you need to see this movie. If you surf, you need to take a non-surfing friend to see this movie. It helps explain why surfing, whether you want it to or not, can influence your life.
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Austin, when I go to a doctor and start demanding my questions answered they no longer want me as a patient.
Your demand for questions to be answered on your time creates more problems than are necessary. I believe they will answer all your questions when the time is right.
I am saying this to you as an example: There is a time and place for the questions to be answered.
I said it then and I say it now, the world will reap the confusion on the those 8 years for the next 50 years and maybe more. He sold us out to the lawyers so they all could line their pockets with insurance payoffs, & etc. And we should not leave the 50 years or so that we had Democrats running congress.
Excel, That is a good post. There are so many schools of thought on the financial sectors, Who knows......The 90's was all about confusion in the world in order to give the law makers cover, and it is all coming home now. And guess who will pay......WE WILL.
Very Cute. One of the Kentucky boys, had lost many pounds the last time I had lunch with him. I have never met the other one. Of course they both work now. Poor fellows....lol
Excellent Break down, Thank You. Spokeshave.
I like your closing statement.
This is no place to be if you got a case of the nerves....
"I need more than his opinion at this point."
Can you explain what you might do to change the situation, other than complain or sell.
I remember my father (who would be 109 years old if he was still with us) responding when I would ask for something like this, saying to us, "People in Hell want Ice Water, but they will never get it." Corny, but sweet memories...lol
There are things in this world that would change if we had control. However we are not in control. I wish we were!!!!
Then you bought at a discount, and are looking at this through the eyes of the negative in the share price by the time you can sell, and what you are reading on the board, and probably are having buyer's remorse. I can understand how you feel. However the company is better off today than it has ever been.
Williamjs: how long ago did you buy the 144's? I bought my first in 1997 and on down. I have only sold what I need to cover my losses on other investments. Are your 144 free trading now. You know there is not a garantee with any investment.
Mike, as you get older and move to a retirement resort, the seasons aren't the measure of time, it will be the years.
I can't believe the decades go by so fast.
Words of wisdom from the elderly..........lol
ps.
Here we are soon to be in the fourth year of the 21st century.
{JUST A THOUGHT}
"The true civilization is where every person gives to every other every right that he claims for himself."
~Robert Green Ingersoll~
PS, I have no ideal who he is, just read his quote. I think it applies to the opinions on IHub.
Austin01, what would they have to say, that would help you with all your questions?
ARE YOU GOING TO THE MEETING AND STAND AND ASK THEM YOUR QUESTIONS IN PERSON?
Have you ever played the game where there is a line of 15 or so people and a statement is told to the second person in line and it is relayed on down the line and the 15th person tells what he just heard, and it is usually very different then what the first person said to the second person.
My point is get it from their mouth, not other shareholders.
Elder, beauty is in the eyes of the beholder, and Truth is pretty much the same, as it is based on a person's value system and morality. Many times what we think is the truth is sometimes not so. So our personal truth, is never the same as another person's truth.
Truth is only when the big voice fom heaven speaks, and usually that is only heard by one person.
Just because others did not hear it does not make it false.
LOL
$978,000. New Gross on "Step Into Liquid" since 8/8/2003.
http://www.boxofficemojo.com/movies/alphabetical.htm?letter=S&page=7&p=.htm
Excel, I really like the new photo's. Thanks.
I got this as an email, hope it is OK to post.
Subject: Wisdom
!1) God wants spiritual fruit, not religious nuts.
(2) Dear God, I have a problem-- it's me.
(3) There is no key to happiness. The door is always open.
(4) Silence is often misinterpreted, but never misquoted.
(5) Do the math.... count Your blessings.
(6) Faith is the ability to not panic.
(7) Laugh every day; it's like inner jogging.
(8) If you worry, you didn't pray. If you pray, don't worry.
(9) As a child of God, prayer is kind of like calling home everyday.
(10) Blessed are the flexible for they shall not be bent out of shape.
(11) The most important things in your home are the people.
(12) When we get tangled up in our problems, be still so God can
untangle the knot.
(13) A grudge is a heavy thing to carry.
(14) He who dies with the most possessions is still dead.
(15) We do not remember days, but moments.
(16) It's all right to sit on your pity pot every now and again. Just be sure to flush when you are done.
(17) Learn from the turtle, it only makes progress when it sticks out its neck.
(18) Never mind learning the tricks of the trade, just learn the trade.
I agree with deeba & others, I have been printing them off and emailing them to friends & family and anyone I think might be interested. That means all over the world. Thank You dcs31.
I have not had the opportunity to see this movie, however I thought I might post this article from the Sunday Washington Post.
Surfing's 'Liquid' Assets
His Dad Made 'Endless Summer.' Naturally, Dana Brown Caught the Next Wave.
By Hank Stuever
Washington Post Staff Writer
Sunday, August 17, 2003; Page N01
DANA POINT, Calif. -- Does every surfing movie wipe out and fail, eventually? Even the really good ones? Something happens out there on the water that has never successfully translated itself to film, despite some thrilling tries and daring cinematography. It's pretty, but you get the sense
that pretty doesn't even begin to get there. (You might as well be Frankie Avalon faking it in front of a moving screen.)
Same goes for words. Almost all the writing that's ever been done about surfing goes a little astray, even as those who swam in their words found some lovely sentences while goofy-footing
metaphors for the meaning of life. The surfer himself (or herself), a heroic icon in the mind's infinite beach fantasy, is legendarily inarticulate about the sport; the words are too technical, or too spiritual, or just too freakin' happy, padded out with the always handy "dude."
Surfers and surfing aficionados, some of whom fancy themselves philosophers, "should just shut up," says Chris Carter, known to most of us on dry land as the silvery-haired, good-looking
creator of "The X-Files," but known to the big blue sea as just another lunatic man on a board, a lifelong surfing addict who is hopelessly trying to reconcile grace and gravity on the downward
side of a wave.
Carter pops up fairly early in "Step Into Liquid," the new surfumentary by filmmaker Dana Brown. Carter is there only a minute, is quoted as saying surfers ought to shut up, and then he is never heard from again. What follows is an hour and a half of a lot of surfers (amateur and pro)trying to tell us how great it is.
Like we don't know. Like we never will -- unless, of course, we step out there with them.
"Step Into Liquid" is the extension of a family legacy, a further epistle on the mysterious holiness of riding the waves. Dana Brown, 43, is the son of Bruce Brown, the man who invented the surf movie, in 1966, with "The Endless Summer."
The premise, back then, was simple enough: Two young guys set out in search of the best waves, and proceed to ride them, and tell a few jokes, and the camera, somehow miraculously, comes
out into the water with them.
Technique was everything, and it didn't hurt that the two guys -- Robert August and Mike Hynson -- were not only likable but had heart-achingly enviable lives. They seemed to have achieved an almost monastic joy at the end of every faded orange sunset. Amid "Beach Blanket Bingo" and the delicious, melancholy pangs of the Beach Boys, "The Endless Summer" came along and suggested -- only suggested -- that something bigger was going on than a teeny-bopper trend. Bruce Brown hated the stereotypes even then -- the bongo-playing, rock-and-roll, juvenile
delinquency of surfing. (In interviews, he swears that surfers back then listened mainly to jazz. They were even cooler than they were given credit for.) Anyway, surfing was ruined. People believed in it too much.
It was ruined because everybody wanted to do it, and everybody did. Even those who didn't actually catch waves managed to catch the look and the music; the clothes, and the hair, and the ethos. Or, as Dana notes, some of them just welded surfboards to the roofs of their cars and pretended.
Almost 30 years went by, and Bruce, who'd made other movies about motorcycle racing and other extreme sports, took another stab at the sweet and toasty surf movie, this time written with
his son: "The Endless Summer II" was released in 1994, and fell somewhat flat. Technically, it was a marvel. As surf porn, it was all money-shot -- pipelines and curls all lovingly rendered in the slow-motion that has come to define the genre.
But it was also old-fashioned. It featured another two young surfers -- Wingnut and Pat -- and a lot of corny jokes, and it seemed only marginally aware of an emergent culture of New Surfing: the big business, the more aggressive moves, the punk-rock "Surf Nazi" templates, the tough-as-nails surf girls, the pro circuit, the MTV editing style, the X-treme X-tremeness that wave culture had become. (Surfing's 21st-century renaissance of cool has gotten so X-treme that it has spawned several new movies and television shows of late; surf-culture influences are again seen on fashion runways; some professional surfers are rich beyond their dreams. Two weekends ago, a crowd estimated at 85,000 pressed against a chain-link fence at Huntington Beach for a chance to watch the finals at the U.S. Open of Surfing.) So the son has taken one more stab at getting surfing right.
Although his father, now 65, shares an executive producer credit on "Step Into Liquid," the new movie belongs to Dana, who wrote it, produced it and directed it, and suffered the indignity of a
90-day studio option that led to the surfer's worst nightmare: office meetings. "I went to 100 meetings in those 90 days in Hollywood, and it just got worse and worse," Brown says. "When
the option ran out, I figured that was it."
But an investor came along soon after -- Ray Willenberg Jr., the president of NV Entertainment Inc., part of a high-tech visual outfit based in San Diego -- and put up the nearly $2 million it
cost to make "Step Into Liquid."
Brown arrives about 40 minutes late for an interview at the Harbor House coffee shop on the Pacific Coast Highway on a slightly gray Monday morning. (This doesn't feel late, though. It
feels appropriate, it feels relaxed, it feels so surfer.) He is accompanied by Maureen Drummy, 31, a third-grade teacher with long blond hair and one of those nut-brown SoCal tans that should
be their own category on the Census. Drummy is also a professional surfer and appears briefly in
the film, because, Brown says, "Mo surfs like a girl." (A brief interlude in "Step Into Liquid" finally acknowledges the significant inroads made by women in the past 15 years into the sport's many complicated cliques and patriarchies.) For every comical jab Brown lobs at Drummy, she giggles and returns the favor.
Brown is a slight man with a faded tan and sandy hair, and he's just returned from Hawaii, where "Step Into Liquid" (which opens Friday) recently had its premiere. He was more nervous about
showing the film to the Hawaiian surfers than anyone else, he says. The Hawaiians are the sort of high priests of the sport, tending to its most ancient traditions. Brown, both surfer and maker of a surf film, felt the highly attenuated sense of pride and shame that haunts almost anyone who has ever paddled out to greet a wave.
"You'd think surfers will love any surfing movie, just because it's about surfing," Brown says. "It's just the opposite, though. They're like wine tasters at a winery." He stood in the wings and fretted, but later, after the credits rolled, the Hawaiian surfers "got me in a headlock and said" --
and here he slips into an islander accent -- " 'How do you do that, you and your dad?' They kept punching me in the arm. We stayed up until 3 in the morning. I guess that's a pretty good movie review.
"I was stoked."
"Stoke" (cross-referenced in your Jeff Spicoli glossary list, kids) is the Zenlike state that surfers
refer to often, the reason they keep paddling back in. Non-surfers are always amazed, he says, then he uses a word like "stoked" without a trace of parody. On a recent publicity tour in New York, which involved such stunts as taking a TV weatherman out to Jones Beach for a brisk and comically green attempt to get him on a board, people were always begging him to say it again. "Stoked, stoked, stoked," he says.
Also, "I wore my trunks every day under my shorts. I try to stay optimistic about my chances [for surfing]. Even in the middle of New York City."
So very stoked is "Step Into Liquid" that it perhaps overstokes even its current sellout audiences in Los Angeles and other beach towns in Southern California. Brown admits the movie has no
story arc, no conflict, nothing to resolve. It only means to evoke a love for surfing. "If someone said, 'Explain love,' or 'Explain friendship,' you couldn't do it," he says.
"That's what making this movie is like."
Early on the movie sets up the premise that surfing is meant only to be fun, and should only be regarded as such. Implied in this is a swipe at the negative vibes of the sport, which are never
specifically mentioned or portrayed -- the territorial fights, the raging egos, the vicious stereotypes, the drug rumors.
Straying from its own stated premise, "Step Into Liquid" attempts to explain that surfing is more than just fun; by the movie's end, when a group of surfers journey by boat to the Cortez Bank, 100 miles west of San Diego, to surf monstrous 60-foot-tall waves, we are meant to understand surfing as a terrifying mystery and addiction. (In case we're not getting it, Brown seems to like interviewing the editors of surfing magazines, who are all of a type -- longish gray hair, flowered
shirt, weathered skin, bigger words.) As ever, surfing eludes mere mortal ticket holders.
Where his father's movies focused on the adventures of a pair of surfers, Brown's movie credits 105 total surfers in 10 different chapters.
There are predictable scenes of top surfers catching top waves in Hawaii and California, but there are as many unlikely journeys, too: In Galveston, Tex., Brown and his crew followed surf nuts who chase oil supertankers to surf in their wake. In California, he tells the story of Dale Webster, a middle-aged man who has surfed every single day for the last 27 years. On Lake Michigan, we meet a band of surfers who wait for the right combination of wind and water level to surf Midwestern-style. (Where, Brown says, "This one guy kept telling me the waves were
bigger than Pipeline [in Hawaii], and he's talking in that accent they have up there, ya, ya, and I'm like, 'Dude, have you ever been to Pipeline?' and he's like, 'No,' but he keeps saying over and over that he's seen waves on the lake that would cover a Volkswagen. I told him if he keeps saying it, I'm going to put it in the movie. I thought it might embarrass him, but he kept saying it was true.")
Brown followed a war veteran back to Vietnam, so the guy could surf with the locals, and a kind of catharsis is implied in all this. The point is further driven when the crew shows up in Ireland,
to meet up with two American brothers, the Malloys, who've made it their cause to travel to Ireland and teach Protestant and Catholic kids to surf. At its most tender and fuzzy (and
fuzzy-shouldered), "Step Into Liquid" follows Bruce Brown and other older surfers, including the original "Endless Summer" dudes, to a reunion in Costa Rica.
The sport of surfing is particularly kind to its elders, something Dana Brown thinks must have come from its Hawaiian roots.
"It's true," Drummy says. "I surf mostly at San Onofre and it's just a mecca for, you know, older surfers, the 40-and-up surfer."
To which Brown reacts: "Hey!"
"Sorry," Drummy says with a laugh. "But, really, there are even guys out there in their seventies and women out there in their seventies" -- Drummy's mother was an early pioneer in the women's
surf scene -- "and they are the hierarchy. We absolutely give them the utmost respect. They can have any wave they want."
Brown wonders what kind of relationship he and his father would have had if surfing had not been all around them. "Some people grow up in banjo-playing families," he says. "And some of
us grow up in surfing families."
Brown had a "pretty typical" relationship with his father while growing up, he says. "I was respectful of him, maybe a little afraid when there was that tone in his voice."
Surfing "is a weird thing because you can not get along with your folks and you're fine out there in the water. You get back and the beach and it's like grrrr with your dad. But out there there's no
politics or whatever. It's a real timeout, not a fake one that's like, let's not talk about it in front of company."
We decide to step into liquid for a couple of hours. We drive down the hill to the state beach. Mo Drummy unzips a haggard-looking red surfboard, its top spotty with layers of wax. Brown
wants to get in the water, but he's also complaining of a sore hip. He poses for some pictures on the beach. Out in the water, dozens of surfers sit on their boards and float, unmoving, waiting for a wave. (The morning is not particularly bountiful.) Watching them wait, you realize the thing that's never in the surf movies: the waiting.
"Oh, you wait and wait," Brown says, about the waiting part, especially where moviemaking is involved. He and his crew spent 21/2 years making "Step Into Liquid," which is a whole lot of
not-surfing. We wait, and a news photographer clicks off some portraits of Brown taking in yet another beach scene.
Almost immediately a beach patrol truck and a burly officer (so unsurfer-looking) demands to see a film permit, which, according to state law, we must have in order to do any kind of commercial picture-taking (journalistic or otherwise, the officer insists) on the state-owned beach.
"A what?" Brown asks. "I've made a whole movie on this beach and never had a permit."
Nevertheless, the officers threatens to write us a $1,400 ticket.
Dana Brown enjoys this moment for what it's worth -- the surfer standing up to the Man -- but it's a foregone conclusion that the rest of the morning is a wipeout. He picks up the surfboard and we head back to the car, and step onto asphalt.
FANTASTIC!!! halston!!!
A big "God Bless you for your Wisedom" to Judge William Young.
I just got a call from a friend. She told me it is in Peoples Magazine Aug. 18th. As the Critic's Choice.
I don't get the magazine so I can't log-on People's website.
I just watched the Dan Rather's show. They opened the news with a short piece showing the surfer riding the wave. They also used it at the end of the news. They said it was the biggest wave ever photographed with surfers, surfing.
Excell, I thought you would see the humor in that one! lol
Here is one I received from Pandatwo. Interesting!!!!
OUT TO DINNER MATHEMATICS
DON'T CHEAT BY SCROLLING DOWN FIRST
It takes less than a minute.......
Work this out as you read.
Don't cheat and read the bottom until you've worked through it!
This is fun!
1. First! of all, pick the number of times a week that you would like to have
dinner out. (try for more than once but less than 10)
2. Multiply this number by 2 (Just to be bold)
3. Add 5. (for Sunday)
4. Multiply it by 50 - I'll wait while you get the calculator................
5. If you have already had your birthday this year add 1753.... If you
haven't,
add 1752..........
6.. Now subtract the four digit year that you were born.
You should have a three digit number .
The first digit of this was your original number
(I.e., how many times you want to have eat out each week.)
The next two numbers are...
YOUR AGE! (Oh YES, it IS!!!!!)
THIS IS THE ONLY YEAR (2003) IT WILL EVER WORK, SO SPREAD IT AROUND
WHILE IT LASTS. IMPRESSIVE, ISN'T IT?
Just sonething for a few laughs!!!!
The following are actual exchanges between airline pilots and control towers from around the world:
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While taxiing at London Gatwick, the crew of a US Air flight departing for Ft. Lauderdale made a wrong turn and came nose to nose with a United 727. An irate female ground controller lashed out at the US Air crew, screaming: "US Air 2771, where the hell are you going? I told you to turn right onto
Charlie taxiway! You turned right on Delta! Stop right there. I know it's difficult for you to tell the difference between Cs and Ds, but get it right!"
Continuing her tirade to the embarrassed crew, she was now shouting hysterically: "God, you've screwed everything up! It'll take forever to sort this out! You stay right there and don't move till I tell you to!
You can expect progressive taxi instructions in about half an hour and I want you to go exactly where I tell you, when I tell you, and how I tell you! You got that, US Air 2771?"
"Yes ma'am," the humbled crew responded. Naturally the ground control frequency went terribly silent after the verbal bashing of US Air 2771. Nobody wanted to engage the irate ground controller in her current state. Tension in every cockpit at LGA was running high. Then an unknown pilot broke the silence and asked:
"Wasn't I married to you once?"
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A DC-10 had an exceedingly long rollout after landing with his approach speed a little high. San Jose Tower: "American 751, heavy turn right at the end of the runway, if able. If not able, take the Guadalupe exit off Highway 101, make a right at the lights and return to the airport."
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The German air controllers at Frankfurt Airport are renowned as a short-tempered lot. They not only expect one to know one's gate parking location, but how to get there without any assistance from them. So it was with some amusement that we (a Pan Am 747) listened to the following exchange between Frankfurt ground control and a British Airways 747, call sign Speedbird 206. Speedbird 206: "Frankfurt, Speedbird 206 clear of active runway." Ground: "Speedbird 206. Taxi to gate Alpha One-Seven."
The BA 747 pulled onto the main taxiway and slowed to a stop.
Ground: "Speedbird, do you not know where you are going?"
Speedbird 206:"Stand by, Ground, I'm looking up our gate location now." Ground (with arrogant impatience): "Speedbird 206, haff you not been to Frankfurt before?"
Speedbird 206 (coolly): "Yes, twice in 1944 but it was dark and I didn't stop."
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A PanAm 727 flight engineer waiting for start clearance in Munich overheard the following: Lufthansa (in German): "Ground, what is our start clearance time?"
Ground (in English): "If you want an answer you must speak English."
Lufthansa (in English): "I am a German, flying a German airplane, in Germany. Why must I speak English?"
Unknown voice (in a beautiful British accent):
"Because you lost the bloody war!"
This is from Free RealTime Time & Sales It doesn't appear to be the last trade was registered as last trade. And, I added the shares traded for the day on Freerealtime and the total is 50,900.
Could one of you guys explain the logic with this?
NEW VISUAL CORPORATION - Nasdaq OTC BB: NVEI
Time & Sales most recent next page
Rec. Time Action Price Volume Exch.
3:58:16 PM Ask 0.36 5000
3:58:16 PM Trade 0.355 100
2:30:04 PM Trade 0.335 100
2:20:26 PM Trade 0.335 100
1:24:46 PM Ask 0.355 5000
12:33:28 PM Bid 0.335 5000
From msn Money.
NEW VISUAL CORPORATION - Nasdaq OTC BB: NVEI
Quotes delayed 15 minutes Quick Quote
NEW VISUAL CORP
Last 0.35 Open 0.33
Change +0.01 Previous Close 0.35
% Change +1.43% Bid 0.34
Volume 35,900 Ask 0.36
Avg Daily Volume NA Instit. Ownership NA
Day's High 0.35 52 Week High 1.12
Day's Low 0.33 52 Week Low 0.27
StockScouter Rating NA Intraday Chart
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NEW VISUAL CORP: Insider Trading
NEW VISUAL CORP currently has no filed transactions.
Insider filings are updated daily and are based on forms filed monthly with the SEC.
http://moneycentral.msn.com/investor/invsub/insider/trans.asp?Symbol=US%3aNVEI
To all that believe there is so much insider trading here is your answer from msn money.
Bob, things don't always benefit the American way of life. We often loose another piece of our privacy with new technology. Thanks to you for the post and Wal-Mark for seeing the flaws and not buying into just any new technology.
Thank You Trex, for all the support you have given this company and the shareholders the past four years with your logic, money and time.
I am not trying to be funny, I really do not know what the Filtering on and off means,
Just call me Austin, What is the filtering on?
I agree with you Wheels, buying shares at this point would only cause problems.
I agree with you excel. Cut the salaries 30%, and then we will get funding, I would not make the loan to NVEI unless they made that commitment from all officers of the company. The vote for the high salaries took place when we thought we had Lilly Beter's money backing us. We don't have that now and I don't believe they should continue with the high salaries.
And That's all I've got to say about that.
Very good deeba. The imperfect are the creative elements in our lives.
Back at you Pengy, I think it would be nice to have the shareholders meeting when they are showing the movie where
ever the shareholder's meeting is held.
tappy2, I like your rating scale,lol.
I take your comment to mean you will be at the shareholders meeting. Any ideals as to when it will be. I hope it is late August.