Thursday, November 30, 2006

Condom Explodes, Dingo missing.

A former strip club waitress was sentenced Wednesday to five years of supervised release after she pleaded guilty to mailing threatening letters and flammable material, including condoms filled with a potentially explosive mixture, court documents said.

The documents said Wednesday Addams, 49, of San Clemente Ca, mailed the condoms to a television station, strip clubs where she had worked and other places, saying she was tired of being mistreated by men.This week, she pleaded guilty to mailing threatening communications and a violation of injurious articles as nonmailable. Apparently one of the condoms exploded, no damage or injury occurred. This may explain the absence of Dingo, he may be suffering fear factor. Addams told investigators she did not think they would explode.

Recently appointed U.S. District Judge Sydney Carton sentenced Addams to the supervised release with conditions, including not contacting victims, receiving mental health counseling and treatment, performing 500 hours of community service and refraining from alcohol.

Wednesday, November 29, 2006

Rolling Stones?

I am convinced these two guys are holograms. What do you think?

Stacking The Deck

My client recently put in a new brick deck, building it himself. The County of Orange wouldn't approve the construction. Instead, they cited him for eleven building code violations, including that the bricks were not level, there was no provision for drainage (this part of Capistrano Beach being susceptible to cliff erosion), there was no railing at the edge of the deck, etc.

I arranged for a meeting with a senior building inspector on Monday. I explained that the deck wasn't a deck so much as it was an artistic expression by my client -- It's not a deck, it's art! I brought him some photographs that showed the deck in the right light so that the artistic aspects of the design of the bricks could be more properly appreciated. He approved the construction after reviewing the photographs and taking a duplicate set of the photos for his file. Here's one of the photos from the set.

Clicking on the image for a full view shows more brick detail.

Sunday, November 26, 2006

Stripper Illusions
Camel Toe

Where's Dingo Been?

I know some of you have been wondering as to Dingo's whereabouts. We here at San-O Daze want to congratulate Dingo on his latest accomplishment, First Place in the annual Godzilla Rodan Mothra Open Ice Sculpture contest, held last week in China. Pictured is his winning effort. It took Dingo 7 days, working nonstop. Way to go, Dingo!

Damsel in distress

While returning from a non-surfing day at Sano, I ran across this young lady in need of help. It seems she was having a problem her head lights. Yes, I was able to correct the malfunction.

Saturday, November 25, 2006

Unusual weather ?

This image of a rare subtropical storm in the Pacific Ocean was acquired by the MODIS on the Terra satellite on November 1, 2006. Located 900 miles off the coast of Oregon in the northwestern Pacific, this storm system looks like a hurricane, but it is located far from any of the typical hurricane formation areas.

The storm originally formed from a cold-cored extratropical storm, but after spending two days over unusually warm water, it developed a warm center, and hurricane characteristics, such as a cloud-free eye and an eyewall of thunderstorms.

Credit: Jeff Schmaltz, MODIS Land Rapid Response Team, NASA GSFC. Click to enlarge image (1mb)

Unusual weather ? Or not. If it were possible to travel back in time,( before weather patterns were recorded) I think weather patterns like this did occur.

Cover up at Songs,0,7056053.story?coll=la-home-business

Friday, November 24, 2006

Thursday, November 23, 2006

Happy Thanksgiving

Today we have something for the vegetarian leaning reader who does not care for turkey in it's traditional form...

Yup, marzipan turkeys.

Tuesday, November 21, 2006

Puttzle's Corner

Here is a person, similar to anonymous, who crossed the line. After watching his apology last night, I could see a genuine hurt in the man. Whether it was because he knows he just flushed his career down the toilet or was really sorry for what transpired is up for debate.

Monday, November 20, 2006

Did you see this on Sunday?

George Carlin's New Rules for 2007

I know it's long...

New Rule:
Stop giving me that pop-up ad for! There's a reason you don't talk to people for 25 years. Because you don't particularly like them! Besides, I already know what the captain of the football team is doing these days . . mowing my lawn.

New Rule:
Don't eat anything that's served to you out a window unless you're a seagull. People are acting all shocked that a human finger was found in a bowl of Wendy's chili. Hey, it cost less than a dollar. What did you expect it to contain? Trout?

New Rule:
Stop saying that teenage boys who have sex with their hot, blond teachers are permanently damaged. I have a better description for these kids: lucky bastards.

New Rule:
If you need to shave and you still collect baseball cards, you're a dope. If you're a kid, the cards are keepsakes of your idols. If you're a grown man, they're pictures of men.

New Rule:
Ladies, leave your eyebrows alone. Here's how much men care about your eyebrows: do you have two of them? Okay, we're done.

New Rule:
There's no such thing as flavored water. There's a whole aisle of this crap at the supermarket, water, but without that watery taste. Sorry, but flavored water is called a soft drink. You want flavored water? Pour some scotch over ice and let it melt. That's your flavored water.

New Rule:
Stop screwing with old people. Target is introducing a redesigned pill bottle that's square, with a bigger label. And the top is now the bottom. And by the time grandpa figures out how to open it, his ass will be in the morgue. Congratulations, Target, you just solved the Social Security crisis.

New Rule:
The more complicated the Starbucks order, the bigger the ass----. If you walk into a Starbucks and order a "decaf grande half-soy, half-low fat, iced vanilla, double-shot, gingerbread cappuccino, extra dry, light ice, with one Sweet-n'-Low, and one NutraSweet," ooh, you're a huge ass----.

New Rule:
I'm not the cashier! By the time I look up from sliding my card, entering my PIN number, pressing "Enter," verifying the amount, deciding, no, I don't want cash back, and pressing "Enter" again, the kid who is supposed to be ringing me up is standing there eating my Almond Joy.

New Rule:
Just because your tattoo has Chinese characters in it doesn't make you spiritual. It's right above the crack of your ass. And it translates to "beef with broccoli." The last time you did anything spiritual, you were praying to God you weren't pregnant. You're not spiritual. You're just high.

New Rule:
Competitive eating isn't a sport. It's one of the seven deadly sins. ESPN recently televised the U.S. Open of Competitive Eating, because watching those athletes at the poker table was just too damned exciting. What's next, competitive farting? O h wait. They're already doing that. It's called "The Howard Stern Show."

New Rule:
If you're going to insist on making movies based on crappy, old television shows, then you have to give everyone in the Cineplex a remote so we can see what's playing on the other screens. Let's remember the reason something was a television show in the first place is that the idea wasn't good enough to be a movie.

New Rule:
No more gift registries. You know, it used to be just for weddings. Now it's for babies and new homes and graduations from rehab. Picking out the stuff you want and having other people buy it for you isn't gift giving, it's the white people version of looting.

New Rule: and this one is long overdue:
No more bathroom attendants. After I zip up, some guy is offering me a towel and a mint like I just had sex with George Michael. I can't even tell if he's supposed to be there, or just some freak with a fetish. I don't want to be on your web cam, dude. I just want to wash my hands.

New Rule:
When I ask how old your toddler is, I don't need to know in months. "27 Months." "He's two," will do just fine. He's not a cheese. And I didn't really care in the first place.

New Rule:
If you ever hope to be a credible adult and want a job that pays better than minimum wage, then for God's sake don't pierce or tattoo every available piece of flesh. If so, then plan your future around saying" Do you want fries with that?"

Sunday, November 19, 2006

Beautiful Sunset

Just thought I would share this moment with you.

Saturday, November 18, 2006

San Clemente - (Royters) - Dr. Ralph has thrown some outrageous parties, but his latest tops them all. To mark the release of Beaujolais Nouveau, he filled his back yard pool with wine and invited his guests to sample this year's batch.

Guests came from all over the world, with one of the largest contingents hailing from Japan. Fifty invited guests attended the charity event, which was held to benefit the Tubesteak for President committee. The multi-talented Tubesteak enthralled the assembled with witty vignettes based on his life on the beach at Malibu and work in the entertainment world. He even performed one entirely in Japanese to the delight of everyone who could understand.

Next up on Dr. Ralph's party agenda is a night of women's pate wrestling, with Anna Nicole Smith as the main attraction.

The Talega touch!

This gal is doing the "TALEGA TOUCH", thats right, because Talega in spanish means : "BALL SACK"! Now we know why the Talegalites are pricks! ( this picture has been photo shopped, the real talegalite ball sack is much, much smaller, so small you need a magnifying glass to see them)

Friday, November 17, 2006

Camp Pendleton (Rueters) - America's modern military is turning a high-tech tool on a new target -- the gulls of Camp Pendleton -- but at least for now, it is holding fire.

Plagued by dirt and noise, a recreation center shared by several branches of the U.S. armed forces has installed a sound system intended to scare off the winged marauders by playing the sounds of predatory birds.

The $1,000 system was installed a week ago and makes noise every few minutes at random intervals.

"It's a non-harmful way to keep gulls off the building," said Tech. Sgt. Steve Rollo, a technician for the United States Marine Corps.

It's too soon to tell how well the new system will work. Gulls have been a problem at Camp Pendleton for generations.

"The light poles are ideal for them to roost and you get droppings. We place a thin piano wire an inch above the main pole and that prevents them from sitting," said Robert Larsen, head of operations.

That's not as high tech as the U.S. military's solution but better than the plastic owl the alliance tried before.

"By the third day I swear the gulls wanted to mate with it," Larsen said. "There is no single answer."

He ruled out the deadly solution adopted in London's Trafalgar Square, where authorities brought in birds of prey to kill pigeons. The predators have cut the pigeon population but at a cost to taxpayers of nearly half a million dollars.

Anonymous Caught in the Act.

...and then he played her like a fiddle.

Thursday, November 16, 2006

The other three of the Murphy foursome.

Wednesday, November 15, 2006

Ladies want to know this

Someone should tell her that her tags are showing.

Puttzle's Corner

Someone has pointed out to me that you people out there seem to think this blog is some kind of democracy! Wrong! We will delete whatever, whenever, if ever we feel like it.

New San-O Daze policy, effective immediately: Comments off topic will be deleted. Period.

Youse Can't Leave Out Da Cats

They Shoulder Hopped Me All Morning At The Sandbar

Think It's Crowded now? If the rest of them take up surfing, that's sixty-one million new surfers in America alone.
He shoulder hops some guy

Three on one shoulder

They're making porcelain figurines to encourage then.


Speeding at San Onofre could be a thing of the past if the State adopts this new program now being implemented in Denmark. (At least for male and lesbian speeders.)

Your Seat Cushion Doubles as a Personal Flotation Device in the Event of a Water Landing, but Other Airplane Items May Be Useful as Well.

Tuesday, November 14, 2006

I Don't See The Connection

Wednesday Addams?

The new look in wet-suites. Available now at Talega Surf and Sport.

Surfing....Military style.

Dr. Ralph shows off his new beach attire at The Point. We did "delete" the bottom half of the picture in the name of good taste and decency.

The babes of Trail 6.

Monday, November 13, 2006

Catch -of-the-day!

DrRalph with giant Mola Mola (Sunfish) that he caught while fishing at the SandBar this weekend during the Firemens Assc. annual surf/about and fishing derby. He was using a tube of CopperTone Self tanning lotion for bait while fishing from his board. One of the Gondola guys helped by beating the fish into submission with his paddle.

This must be the person who doesn't no when to shut up!!

How did your morning go? Mine went like this!

Good morning!

This guy was hanging around 4 Doors last Saturday showing off his new tatoo. I think it may have been Brownhole.

Saturday, November 11, 2006

Mushrooms anyone?

Like a black light poster come to life, a group of bioluminescent fungi collected from Ribeira Valley Tourist State Park near São Paulo, Brazil, emanates a soft green glow when the lights go out.

The mushrooms are part of the genus Mycena, a group that includes about 500 species worldwide. Of these only 33 are known to be bioluminescent—capable of producing light through a chemical reaction.

Since 2002 Dr. Ralph, professor of chemistry at the University of São Paulo; Dennis Desjardin, professor of mycology at San Francisco State University in California; and Marina Capelari of Brazil's Institute of Botany have discovered ten more bioluminescent fungi species—four of which are new to science—in Brazil's tropical forests.

The work,Dennis says, has increased the number of glowers known since the 1970s by 30 percent.

By Sharecropper Request

Friday, November 10, 2006

You did not understand then and you still do not. Is this where it all started?

Monday, May 22, 2006


What is a blog? Perhaps a journal of sorts! Daily comments of various accounts by whoever, about whatever.

Maybe it is like a dart board. Everyone has a handful of darts. Some are ground with the precision of a surgical tool. Others are ground with sand paper. While yet some are ground by scrapping them on the concrete to obtain a point. Still others have a rubber tip. Never the less there is a point.

So a precision ground dart is thrown at the board, but from a misguided hand. So it strikes somewhere around the outer edge of the board.

Here comes another dart, ground with sandpaper. However it is thrown with a bit more precision, so it strikes closer to the center of the board.

Here comes yet another dart, the one that was ground to a point on concrete. It was thrown by a very accurate hand and it strikes the center of the board.

Here comes another dart, you know the one with the rubber tip. It is thrown with the highest degree of accuracy, so it too strikes the center of the board. But it lacks ridgidness, so it falls aimlessly to the ground.

Now, you ask, what the heck is the point of all this? Quite simply, keep gathering up your darts and letting them fly. You might even let the entire handful go once in awhile. One of them might even hit the center of the board.

Never the less, it is all in good or healthy fun.

I'll have a refill please.

New sign at Trail 6

Telling it like it is!

The cigarette tax failed. Miss San Onofre from 1934 is quite relieved to say the least.

Things have begun to change since the democrats have taken over, ushering in a new era of tolerance.

Back in Puttzle's Corner

Alright already, I have returned comments to their former state. No moderation. Thanks for everyone's comments during the SHORT moderation period. I did not reject a single one, and as you can see, most that were about comments were not real supportive of my actions. I imagine you same folks will not be supportive of the continuation of my deleting.

I do however retain the right to delete what I consider inappropriate comments. Now before you all get your panties in a bunch about that, realize that I do not just willy-nillily delete things that I don't agree with. Be real. Those who have been around awhile should know that I leave comments that make fun of us. In the close to two years of having the blog, I think I have deleted less than one handful of comments. Each and every one was an attack on firemen and had absolutely nothing to do with what was posted. Hmmm, something I do not agree with! Yes, they also were attacks on Dr. Ralph, but when they strayed beyond him is when they got out of hand. It is obvious to me that Anonymous has some personal grudge against Dr. Ralph. I am not supplying a forum for someone like that on San-O Daze. It's enough dealing with Dingo and his posts!

I'll tell you what. From now on, any comment I plan to delete I will simply move to anonymous' blog, since it will be from that person. I'll even let all of you know that I did and provide a link. That's the most I'm willing to do. If however, someone wants to buy us out and take over the blog, we will entertain legitimate offers.


Thursday, November 09, 2006

Puttzle's Corner

Somebody around here has an ingrown hair up their ass. You know who I'm talking about, the one who seems to think it's open season on firefighters. Are all firefighters heroes? Decide yourself:

he·ro (hîr'ō) pronunciation
n., pl. -roes.

1. In mythology and legend, a man, often of divine ancestry, who is endowed with great courage and strength, celebrated for his bold exploits, and favored by the gods.
2. A person noted for feats of courage or nobility of purpose, especially one who has risked or sacrificed his or her life: soldiers and nurses who were heroes in an unpopular war.
3. A person noted for special achievement in a particular field: the heroes of medicine.
4. The principal male character in a novel, poem, or dramatic presentation.

While I could argue that firefighting is a heroic occupation, obviously not every firefighter is thrust into a situation where they perform a heroic feat, therefore, in my mind, not all firefighters are heroes in the true sense. More are than not though.

This 'person's' other rant entails fireMEN and child molestation, along with various other improprieties. "Do you call them heroes when one of them molests your 12 year old daughter, or buggers your 8 year old son, or how about the tortured and killed woman -- she's someone's daughter, someone's sister, someone's mother, and someone's friend." No, I do not, nor does anyone else I am acquainted with.

You could say the same thing about ANY occupation. What about the teacher screwing your kid? Oh wait, he's your son, so you're proud of him! What about the Doctor molesting your wife or mother, daughter or son during an examination. That happens too you know.

I've been asked to leave this piece of schitt's comments alone. Screw that. My patience is running thin because I don't want that crap on my blog. For the time being, at least for a few days, I am disabling comments. Deal with it. You should know where to find my email address...

UPDATE: Comments are back on, but with a twist. All comments will be moderated (or in your case anonymous, deleted.)

UPDATE 2: All commenters should realize that I am pretty much targeting one individual who doesn't know where to draw the line or when to shut his or her mouth. I've tried to work with this person, offering them a forum where they can spew all they want. Enough is enough. The only censuring will be those comments emanating from that person, or from any of his cohorts that happen by. All others will be posted in due time. Again, I am sorry about this, but as Popeye said, "I stands all I can stands and I can't stands no more!"


"Those Were The Days" full theme in .Wav

This works good!

Wednesday, November 08, 2006


According to, there is only one person in the U.S. named Puttzle. Dingo-zero, Murphy-nada, Dr. Ralph-zilch, Sydney Carton-nothing, Wednesday Addams (note the additional 'd') nope. Oh, and lets not forget the Blog Monitor-goose egg.

So, what does all of this mean? There is simply only one person at the helm, the main man-Puttzle.

If you google Puttzle you get San-O- Daze.

Tuesday, November 07, 2006

Sunday, November 05, 2006

Naked Man With Concealed Weapon Arrested at SanO

SAN ONOFRE, Calif. - A man was arrested on suspicion of carrying a concealed weapon after police found him outdoors -- naked -- and he told them he had a tool in his rectum, San Clemente CSI investigators said.

The man was lying on a windvane, recently downed by a freak kite accident, and he was observed masturbating. The area is where the proposed toll road will terminate at San Onofre beach.

The man, not yet identified, was initially arrested on suspicion of indecent exposure. But when asked whether he was carrying anything police should know about, he mentioned the tool, said San Clemente CSI Chief Investigator, Sponge Bob Squarepants.

"You can't get much more concealed than that," Squarepants said.

Officers drew their weapons and firefighters were called to the scene. Squarepants removed a 11-inch metal awl wrapped in black electrical tape without incident.

The man, who was paroled from state prison last week, was then booked into jail on suspicion of parole violations, indecent exposure and one felony count of possessing a concealed weapon.

"When you're talking about an awl or an ice pick and you're dealing with somebody who's fresh out of prison, it's a weapon. That's a stabbing instrument," Squarepants said.

It was not immediately clear what the man was on parole for. A person answering the phone at the jail Friday night did not know whether the man had a lawyer. He quoted the man as saying that he knew all the people would soon be coming to San Onofre on the toll road and he just wanted to beat the rush, and having had beaten everyone there, he decided that, well, you get the idea.

Does this mean I can stop paying taxes?

Wednesday Addams, Unperson
LogoThere are:
people with my name
in the U.S.A.

How many have your name?

unperson is newspeak

Saturday, November 04, 2006

See, Puttzle is one of a kind!
LogoThere is:
person with my name
in the U.S.A.

How many have your name?

Thanks to Surfsister.

Friday, November 03, 2006

Chicken Fried Steak

2 pounds beef bottom round, trimmed of excess fat
2 teaspoons kosher salt
1 teaspoon freshly ground black pepper
1 cup all-purpose flour
3 whole eggs, beaten
1/4 cup vegetable oil
2 cups chicken broth
1/2 cup whole milk
1/2 teaspoon fresh thyme leaves
Preheat oven to 250 degrees F.

Cut the meat with the grain into 1/2-inch thick slices. Season each piece on both sides with the salt and pepper. Place the flour into a pie pan. Place the eggs into a separate pie pan. Dredge the meat on both sides in the flour. Tenderize the meat, using a needling device, until each slice is 1/4-inch thick. Once tenderized, dredge the meat again in the flour, followed by the egg and finally in the flour again. Repeat with all the pieces of meat. Place the meat onto a plate and allow it to sit for 10 to 15 minutes before cooking.

Place enough of the vegetable oil to cover the bottom of a 12-inch slope-sided skillet and set over medium-high heat. Once the oil begins to shimmer, add the meat in batches, being careful not to overcrowd the pan. Cook each piece on both sides until golden brown, approximately 4 minutes per side. Remove the steaks to a wire rack set in a half sheet pan and place into the oven. Repeat until all of the meat is browned.

Add the remaining vegetable oil, or at least 1 tablespoon, to the pan. Whisk in 3 tablespoons of the flour left over from the dredging. Add the chicken broth and deglaze the pan. Whisk until the gravy comes to a boil and begins to thicken. Add the milk and thyme and whisk until the gravy coats the back of a spoon, approximately 5 to 10 minutes. Season to taste, with more salt and pepper, if needed. Serve the gravy over the steaks.

Use extreme caution while preparing this meal as there are subliminal messages hidden within.

Moon Phase