Hi there FB'ians~ "About me?" OK- here goes: I'm an Ole Skool kinda gal raised 15 miles So. of Frisco, CA [Pacifica] so of course LOVE & MISS the beach- Growing UP
in the 70's I used to go to Filmore West & Winterland too in Frisco~ Saw alot of GR8 bands & always made my way to the front of the stage- It's a miracle I'm not deaf! [Those were the dayz!] Have always been very outspoken & Love to Talk & Laugh.. [Am a GR8 listener too- 2 way st.]
Very Intuitive, & psychic @times. Too much LSD? Naw~! Just feel things innately & KNOW when things are going to happen, or are happening. Am very creative & love to make NDN Dreamcatchers/Jewelry-[Am 1/4 Blackfeet NDN] May be going back to school for Graphic Media soon~ have exp in Graphic Art- contemplating a move back to CALI; don't know when- "Time will Tell" OH! A NOTE OF MAJOR IMPORTANCE: To Dudes here that are TOO DAMN Horny: DON'T ASK ME to show U my boobs-or Cybersex w/me~ K? Am sick of guyz doin' that-*Just get onto the next gal with a screen name like 'hot & nasty' or 'ho bag of the month' cuz I'm NOT the one* Gotz it? Goooood! Am here for REAL Friends! IF U want to be my friend- I am one of the most Loyal people as a friend you'll ever meet. I try to always say what I mean & mean what I say~ Alot of people hear what they want to hear- disregarding the rest. I try to read between the lines... wherein lies the truth~! Below is what I consider to be Funny, & what friendship means to me in a poem I gleened from somewhere~!

One of the MOST important things in life- to me- is to laugh! [Yeah, well, 1 of the most important] Heres an example of my kind of humor: V::LAUGHLINE::V

I MISS YOUR HELP, SON...

An old man lived alone in Idaho. He wanted to spade his potato garden, but it was very hard work. His only son,
Bubba, who used to help him, was in prison. The old man wrote a letter to his son and described his predicament.

Dear Bubba,
I am feeling pretty bad because it looks like I won't be able to plant my potato garden this year.
I'm just getting too old to be digging up a garden plot. If you were here, all my troubles would be over.
I know you would dig the plot for me.
Love
Dad

A few days later he received a letter from his son.

Dear Dad,
For heaven's sake, dad, don't dig up that garden, that's where I buried the BODIES.
Love
Bubba

At 4 A.M. the next morning, F.B.I. agents and local police showed up and dug up the entire area without
finding any bodies. They apologized to the old man and left. That same day the old man received another
letter from his son.

Dear Dad,
Go ahead and plant the potatoes now. That's the best I could do under the circumstances.
Love
Bubba.

For My REAL Friends here- [& *where ever* they may live!]

"Friendship isn't about who you have known the longest. ...but about who came and never left your side" [Author unk]

THE WEALTH OF FRIENDSHIP

When I am deeply pondering,
I often recollect
the many treasures I have found
in Friendship and Respect.
So many times from past mistakes,
I've learned how not to be.
I heeded words of wise advice
from those who helped me see
that Life is short, and all that counts
are Friends that we have made;
for Kindliness leaves memories
which Time can never fade.