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But then—here’s the rant part—I get pissed! The music’s some cheesy whale sounds, and I’m like, “What am I, a dolphin? Gimme somethin’ with grit!” And the towel’s too small—my tuchus is hangin’ out, freezin’! I’m yellin’ in my head, “Cover me up, lady, I’m not an exhibitionist!” But she’s good, real good—slidin’ those hands like she’s sculptin’ a masterpiece. I’m surprised, shocked even—didn’t think I’d be this relaxed AND this—uh—excited! It’s a freakin’ paradox!

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My new favorite massage place in Big Bear. After skiing three days in a row, 34 miles, I was ready for a massage! It's a cute place, they have coffee and tea, nice sitting area, and pretty .

Man, these roads are full of surprises. A hidden mural on Sidewalk #3 left me stunned for days. I mean, how many folks even know about that? I mean, come on, life is too short to miss the weird, funny stuff. And yep, I get pissed off when potholes ruin rides, but hey, it’s part of the charm here. A little drama keeps ya on your toes!

Snow arrived — and a second egg! — for the Big Bear bald eagles