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Tuesday, October 8, 2024
Tuesday, September 24, 2024
San Diego's TOP 6 beaches to visit
1. CORONADO BEACH
2. BLACK'S BEACH
Paragliding & Hang Gliding | Torrey Pines Gliderport |
When those routes are blocked during high tide, just do what us locals do and park at the Torrey Pines Gliderport and follow the signs for Black's Beach. There are currently 3 different trails that takes you to Black's Beach and ALL require you to traverse down some steep rock formations. It's advisable to "pack lightly" and to pick the trail that has some man made steps in it (they will prove to be quite useful both on the way down AND on the way back up). This is a beach that 1/2 of the fun is just getting there! 😃
One of three trails going down to the beach |
Bring binoculars to scan the waves for dolphins, but be careful where you aim them. Black's beach is well known for being a gay beach and attracting nudists.
3. LA JOLLA SHORES
4. PACIFIC BEACH
With a name like Pacific Beach, you can easily picture the sweeping views of the deep blue sea and white-capped waves lapping at the golden sand. This is the quintessential Southern California beach, which is why it's a popular spot for beachgoers of all kinds. As you'd expect, that means Pacific Beach, which is just south of La Jolla, tends to be crowded during the hot summer months. Things are quieter north of the Crystal Pier. Stretch your legs by walking along the boardwalk, which runs the entire length of the beach. Parking can be challenging, so look carefully for street parking or take a taxi or car service to eliminate the hassle.5.MISSION BEACH
6. OCEAN BEACH
Wednesday, August 21, 2024
Launch and Land on a Space X rocket in just 90 seconds!
Saturday, August 3, 2024
Chart: United States Annual Inflation Rates (2014 to 2024)
Chart: United States Annual Inflation Rates (2014 to 2024)
Friday, April 19, 2024
Halsey's "a story like mine" speech in NYC at Womens March 2018
“A Story Like Mine” poem from today’s #WomensMarch2018 in NYC
— h (@halsey) January 20, 2018
It’s 2009 and I’m 14 and I’m crying
Not really sure where I am but I’m holding the hand of my best friend Sam
In the waiting room of a Planned Parenthood
The air is sterile and clean, and the walls are that not grey, but green
And the lights are so bright they could burn a whole through the seam of my jeans
My phone is buzzing in the pocket
My mom is asking me if I remembered my keys ’cause she’s closing the door and she needs to lock it
But I can’t tell my mom where I’ve gone
I can’t tell anyone at all
You see, my best friend Sam was raped by a man that we knew ’cause he worked in the after-school program
And he held her down with her textbook beside her
And he covered her mouth and he came inside her
So now I’m with Sam, at the place with a plan, waiting for the results of a medical exam
And she’s praying she doesn’t need an abortion, she couldn’t afford it
And her parents would, like, totally kill her
It’s 2002 and my family just moved and the only people I know are my mom’s friends, too, and her son
He’s got a case of Matchbox cars and he says that he’ll teach me to play the guitar if I just keep quiet
And the stairwell beside apartment 1245 will haunt me in my sleep for as long as I am alive
And I’m too young to know why it aches in my thighs, but I must lie, I must lie
It’s 2012 and I’m dating a guy and I sleep in his bed and I just learned how to drive
And he’s older than me and he drinks whiskey neat and he’s paying for everything
This adult thing is not cheap
We’ve been fighting a lot, almost 10 times a week
And he wants to have sex, and I just want to sleep
He says I can’t say no to him
This much I owe to him
He buys my dinner, so I have to blow him
He’s taken to forcing me down on my knees
And I’m confused ’cause he’s hurting me while he says please
And he’s only a man, and these things he just needs
He’s my boyfriend, so why am I filled with unease?
It’s 2017 and I live like a queen
And I’ve followed damn near every one of my dreams
I’m invincible and I’m so fucking naive
I believe I’m protected ’cause I live on a screen
Nobody would dare act that way around me
I’ve earned my protection, eternally clean
Until a man that I trust gets his hands in my pants
But I don’t want none of that, I just wanted to dance
And I wake up the next morning like I’m in a trance and there’s blood
Is that my blood?
Hold on a minute
You see I’ve worked every day since I was 18
I’ve toured everywhere from Japan to Mar-a-Lago
I even went on stage that night in Chicago when I was having a miscarriage
I mean, I pied the piper, I put on a diaper
And sang out my spleen to a room full of teens
What do you mean this happened to me?
You can’t put your hands on me
You don’t know what my body has been through
I’m supposed to be safe now
I earned it
It’s 2018 and I’ve realized nobody is safe long as she is alive
And every friend that I know has a story like mine
And the world tells me we should take it as a compliment
But then heroes like Ashley and Simone and Gabby, McKayla and Gaga, Rosario, Aly
Remind me this is the beginning, it is not the finale
And that’s why we’re here
And that’s why we rally
It’s Olympians and a medical resident and not one fucking word from the man who is President
It’s about closed doors and secrets and legs and stilletos from the Hollywood hills to the projects in ghettos
When babies are ripped from the arms of teen mothers and child brides cry globally under the covers
Who don’t have a voice on the magazine covers
They tell us take cover
But we are not free until all of us are free
So love your neighbor, please treat her kindly
Ask her story and then shut up and listen
Black, Asian, poor, wealthy, trans, cis, Muslim, Christian
Listen, listen and then yell at the top of your lungs
Be a voice for all those who have prisoner tongues
For the people who had to grow up way too young
There is work to be done
There are songs to be sung
Lord knows there’s a war to be won