A gray sea gull flew past my windows view. As I looked out at the cactus covered beach line, I was reminded of lasts weeks’ humorous episode. Monday of last week the Head Lines read: “At 2:15 today a runner ran into a cactus wile running along 'Yuma Beach'. An evenly distributed blanket of thorns impaled the twenty-five year old man. The only explanation that he gave the reporters was that he was distracted by a nudist party who was protesting the war.” How imposable this would seem if read by someone who lived two million years ago. For it was a known fact then that there was no beachfront property in Arizona.