Tag: lagopians
member name: Ron Jenkins
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March 30, 2009 07:30 PM EDT --
If I had to spend one more minute in the jail cell with Bernie Madoff, I think I would've went nuts. All the man talked about was how I should invest my 950-thousand-US dollars from The Lago . . .
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April 03, 2009 10:51 PM EDT --
I never bailed so much water in my life, but at least this boat was still floating. Dawn broke, and so did the weather. Breedlove was wrapped in the "blanket sail," and snoring loud. I searched . . .
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March 31, 2009 01:11 AM EDT --
I pushed my way through the door of the Sensual Touch Massage Parlor. I knew Breedlove's office was upstairs. All I had to do was follow the cigar smoke. Would he take my case? How much of my Lagopian . . .
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March 31, 2009 08:57 PM EDT --
"What the hell am I going to do with the Rambler?" I asked Breedlove.
"Park it over there. I have to get something before we decide which tramp steamer we need to board."
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April 03, 2009 04:07 PM EDT --
Breedlove peered from behind a stack of boxes while I held my breath as the guard walked inside the money-laden room. I could smell the Malaysian cigar smoke wafting from Breedlove's white, and tidy . . .
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April 04, 2009 12:30 AM EDT --
"You better pray it rains again," Breedlove said as he slumped down at the stern of the life boat. "We might get lucky, and catch some in these." He held up two rubber ponchos that . . .
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April 06, 2009 01:34 PM EDT --
Breedlove scooped up the dufflebag, and picked up two full bottles of rum near our fire. He shoved them in the bag along with the four remaining bottles. Two empty bottles lay nearby and he tossed one . . .
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March 30, 2009 09:46 PM EDT --
I stopped at my trailer just long enough to print out my...as I like to call it, "Email of Fortune." It was sweltering inside. Living here, was like living in a tin can resting on a bed of coals. . . .
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March 31, 2009 12:29 PM EDT --
The office was as cluttered as I remembered, nothing much had changed in the dimly lit space known as Breedlove Detective Agency. There were files scattered haphazardly about the place, and as I stood . . .
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March 31, 2009 06:44 PM EDT --
Breedlove clipped the cap on the Magic Marker, and picked up an ornate mirror holding it like a tennis racket. He stroked his mustache studying his prized and finished work.
"There all done," . . .
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April 05, 2009 02:19 PM EDT --
It was an expansive mansion surrounded by landscaped gardens. The gorgeous twins frolicked in the large pool, as I watched from my deck chair, and nursed a tasty Margarita.
"Come in and play," . . .
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April 03, 2009 12:05 PM EDT --
Another day, another fraction of a cent. Here's the links for the series again, and stay tuned for the next installment. I've eaten some Sam-e in an omelet made from some very Incredible Edible . . .
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April 03, 2009 09:44 PM EDT --
The dark night set in with a deadly silence. The game of cat and mouse had begun for Breedlove and me. The ship was gaining in the night, and the only reason we knew it was...because the chugging motors . . .
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April 04, 2009 01:31 AM EDT --
I grow weary folks, I put up quite a bit of Finding the Lagopians on here today. For those of you who don't know what is going on, (and there are a lot of you on here,) I've been writing live . . .
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April 01, 2009 08:28 PM EDT --
The cabin provided by the Malaysian Princess's Captain was barely big enough for one person, let alone two. Breedlove, of course jumped into the bottom bunk the minute we arrived. I lay back on the . . .
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April 02, 2009 02:18 PM EDT --
Due to popular demand, the Official Kilgore Trout of Gather is giving you an opportunity of a lifetime, sort of like Mr. Haney on Green Acres. Tens of thousands of people across the globe have asked me . . .
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April 04, 2009 12:09 PM EDT --
As many of you know, and much more of you don't know, Finding the Lagopians is a series soon to be made into a moving picture. It's going to be a talkie to top it off, and will be in color as . . .
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