tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8072077008296082620.post8914421993856283809..comments2013-12-30T10:10:30.936-05:00Comments on Through the Eyes of Brogie McDoogerson: Games with the God of the SeaBrogan Wikarekhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12028216769019660062noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8072077008296082620.post-25643106435723410142012-03-30T19:12:44.287-04:002012-03-30T19:12:44.287-04:00I absolutely love you brother. We were meant to me...I absolutely love you brother. We were meant to meet. I used to do this too, no joke. I was scream my head off and run kicking into the water throwing myself against the waves.<br /><br />I used to find magic everywhere, but now I don't. I believe its out there its just harder for me to see. I saw it everywhere in while I was in London, but that would only make sense if you were allowed to walk around in a dream while you were awake. What's more magical than that? But this just reminded to open my eyes again to the wonderful, the miraculous and the divine. Thank you for delivering you magical Monday message :-) Sorry I didn't get it until Friday but hey! Better a teeny bit late than never :-)Amandanoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8072077008296082620.post-36238539978578498662012-03-30T10:36:24.133-04:002012-03-30T10:36:24.133-04:00Oh, how I wish I had the same comforting mojo with...Oh, how I wish I had the same comforting mojo with the beach.... But when you're forced to play in water in which you almost drowned as a kid, water that's always associated with horrible sunburn, and water that near-killed your father and as a result changed the tenor of your family's life forever, it's not that easy. I envy your (and most people's) love of the beach. I've made an uncomfortable peace with Poseidon, but we'll never be BFF's....Dominick Piccolominihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11146283543917070349noreply@blogger.com