Baja California Bureau
CABO SAN LUCAS, Mexico (Sept. 26) - Authorities in Baja California continue to search for the body of former Tribune Editor Eliot Elcomedor after his boat failed to return to Cabo San Lucas yesterday and fishermen working the Sea of Cortez reported finding it upside down in rough waters. "There was no sign of no one," one of the fishermen told police after his group towed Elcomedor's boat back to land. "Those are shark waters and, well, if he fell-over, well, what always happens is that, well, the sharks get to you quickly."
Elcomedor, on his way to Honolulu and then Borneo on a Pacific vacation, was said to be accompanied by a woman whose identity has not been given. "He told the boat rental company he was just going for a quick run and would be back by mid-afternoon," said an official with local police. "The rental company manager reported the boat missing at 4 p.m. They do that because there have been times when drug-runners take their boats and never return. We have no evidence that Mr. Elcomedor was involved in anything illegal."
Authorities said Elcomedor was wearing colorful Hawaiian shorts and sandals, no shirt, when he and the young woman set sail yesterday morning under clear, sunny skies. The woman was said to have been wearing a red, Liz Claiborne bikini and expensive Italian sandals. "That woman was hot," said an employee of the boat rental company. "I just hope the sharks didn't get them. That would be sad. The guy (Elcomedor) said something about popping a bottle of wine out there and I just winked at him. She was a looker, like Canadian or something."
Police said the general area would be patrolled by air again today, but they also noted that it's hard to survive the Sea of Cortez's rough waters for long. "It's a recognized shark-feeding area," he said. "In fact, National Geographic magazine had a photographer out here last week taking pictures of them. He came back looking like a ghost."
Eliot Elcomedor leaves no family, although he had friends at the orphanage in Kansas where he was raised...
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[Editor's Note:...The body of Eliot Elcomedor was never found, although some spotters aboard search aircraft reported occasional plumes of smoke coming from tiny islands in the Sea of Cortez waters. Landing parties, however, reported finding no sign of Mr. Elcomedor...]
22 comments:
It's got to be a curse. Eveeel spirits have decended.
Patrick, who is left standing? Well, I mean, of those who bother to get out of the bed belonging to the flavor of the night. Doom and gloom is following every staff member, hunting them down where ever they go. They're falling like flies or maybe mosquitos that have been sprayed in Harlingen. You escaped death once, only to return to the Tribune to watch your fellows mowed down. Perhaps it's time to think about the old standby, "Hie thee to a nunnery." On second thought those poor nuns don't deserve all the pinching, proding, poking and prowling that would ensue. Better find a monastery where you can hand-copy pages from the bible and draw little cartoons of the devil on the page edges. Save yourself Patrick. Even though you'll leave us that much poorer in an already desolate land and we'll weep copious tears in your abscence still we can live on, knowing that somewhere you survive. Be sure to take a candle and some holy water. Some silver bullets and a wreath of garlic might come in handy too (mostly as defence against some of those monks). Don't let them shave your head, those tonsures are just plain silly and you probably can't live forever under the celibacy oath. And find someplace where they grow their own vegetables and serve three meals a day. Make sure they have clean bedsheets. Oh Patrick, I am so sad just thinking about it.
M.
Wait Patrick, one last song request. Crying Over You by Roy Orbison. Thanks. M
ANONYMOUS M & Gladys:...It's not evil, just the ebb and flow of this fragile thing we call Life. Eliot is gone and so we shall mourn his passing. As for me, I shall do my Life Impulse and press on with the fight. There are still a few of us left here, and Rannah cannot stop crying at imagining the manner of Eliot's horrible death. I'm headed to Sissy's mobile home in Combes, to watch the Cowboys game and rest my weary head on her lovely bosom. This too shall pass... - Editor
I will take Patrick to the Nuns monestary, we have large paddles, to get the demons out of people like him.
And I swing the paddle really good, one whack!!! And he will be whistling dixie for the rest of his stay.
Our day starts at 4:30am for prayer, untill 6:00am which is breakfast time, oatmeal and fruit. At lunch is chicken soup, with one piece of bread Than chores, and more praying, there is no wine, no crazy silly women lost in this mundane world. The day ends at 10:00pm with a 2 hour prayer meeting that begins at 8:00pm. There is no tv, just a computer used by Mother Heloise.
He will live a life of saint hood. If he can't change is evil ways, we will whipping until he repents.
Patrick you are more than welcome to join, our convent, and don't get any ideas about pinching nuns, asses, cause you will be slapped so hard, that thought will never cross your mind again.
How can I send you the information and where to report.
Can't you just feel the love Patrick? Sister Sara Lee is ready to march into battle against evil, wielding her trusty paddle, all in an effort to save you from the demons. Although the image makes me wince, that well-aimed paddle meeting your thin little character. But it's for your own good and who knows, you might both enjoy it tremendously. And really you are endangering poor Sissy's health, asking her to cook for you, topless and wearing short shorts. One of these days she will get a terrible grease splatter burn and have only you to blame for it. I beg you Patrick, before it's too late, make some sanctuary plans. M.
SISTER SARA & ANONYMMOPUS M:...There will be no monastery for me. Don't have time for that just yet. Plus, I have this thing against any sort of uniform in women. Sister Sara, perhaps I should introduce you to our reader Gladys M. She is quite fond of other women, and may be more the paddle-type than yours truly... - Editor
...Boy, I garbled the Holy Hell out of the spelling of ANONYMOUS in that last one. See what throwing a little structured religion at me will do? Scary... - Editor
Sister Sara, might I suggest organizing a team of Padres to perform an exorcism on young Patrick? Now, have you ever visited Olmito's famed John Lennon park? Would you like to?
GLADYS MORGANFIELD:...I've been to Brownsville, but doubt I'll ever go back. Too depressing. It's like a town uninterested in Life. Its only redeeming social value comes from its ability to draw flies and vermin away from the rest of the Rio Grande Valley... - Editor
I have been ordered by Mother Superior, to do extra prayer, and have lost inter-net priviliges for the next 30 days, I have lost traveling week-end passes for the next 6 months.
Mother Superior, found the post sent to Mr. Alcatraz out ot the realm of religion.
Even after, I gave her an explanation, "that it was for own good."
Mother Superior, is "not" old fashion like me. She does not believe in caining.
Hey, I went to Private school and the nuns were pretty tough. They can swing those paddles pretty hard, or pullyour ears if you disobey them.
The editor might think twice, before signing for the convent of repentence. Maybe it is like the hotel California, you can check out anytime you want, but you can never leave.
Sounds to me like Sister Sara Lee has her sights on the Editor of this blog.
You couldn't speak when we were at the eating hall, or watch tv, it was go to the library and study.
I didn't even know, they have computers in those convents, it is always so quiet.
Well, after all the trajedy that happens at the Tribune, people dying, drowning, leaving town naked, going to jail for killing someone, grave stealing, etc, maybe a couple of weeks of retreat wouldn't be so bad. So Patrick are your bags packed?? I am sure Sister Sara Lee, would love to see you enter those 10 foot wooden doors.
The only times that I have been to Brownsville have been the times I was forced to accompany my neighbor, a male, to Mexico. It is not a town that would be of any interest to someone such as Norman Rockwell. But it is, still?, a part of the US. While treking through the streets enroute to the Port of Entry, it became quite obvious that very little english is spoken. And if you allow your mind to linger, you get the feeling that you are already in Mexico. Not the kind of place I would allow myself to live in.
Sister Lee, you mean, you beat the hell out of people if they don't give up their fun ways. Do you do the paddling??
And why would anyone want to pinch a nuns ass, nothing personal, but most of the nuns I have seen in Brownsville and in Harlingen, look kind of up on age.
I don't think anyone can change Alcatraz, he is kind of set on his ways. But then, getting "whack" as you put it can influence people real quick like.
Sorry about loosing your privilges.
See things go haywire when you start getting involved with the Tribune.
There is absolutely, nothing wrong with full bodied women. Those women are lot of fun. They know how to take care of their "man." I have gone out mostly with pleasently plump women, and they are as easy as cheese.
See these wall flowers are so happy someone actually looks them, that they do anything to "PLEASE" there date.
Quit putting them down. The little fat one from Brownsville could keep you up all night, (reading stories of course).
Sister Sara Lee, you got what you deserve, I hope they paddle your flabby ass, untill you change your torturing days.
Ms. Glady's no need to get the Padres involved, but thank you for your offer, I see you are concern about Mr. Alcatraz as well.
I guarrantee you that my paddle will work wonders on this young man. Just one "whack" and this young man will repent. I had recommended to the Mother Superior 3 whacks a day for one week. But I was given a religious lecture about my own personal behavior.
This will be my last post, but I will stay vigilant on this young man who apperantly chases skirts most of the time. Good night everyone and I will see you all in 30 days.
I've been to the west coast on many occasions. The gulf of California is a beautiful place. But beware, for it is the home of the hammerhead.
Gladys, I'm beggining to think the editor of the blog, has something to do with the disappearence of some of the staff at the Tribune, my question is this, did Elcomedor have a girlfriend?? Or a spouse, knowing the m.o. of the editor, he probably is looking for her already. Offering his condolences,and looking at the master bedroom.
So have they found the body of Eliot, does anyone knows?? Alcatraz, have you contacted the local police in Mexico to see if the body has been recovered?
The only good reporter, very respectful, just a good man. Was eaten by sharks, or drowned in Mexican waters. Please, let us know so that we can send flowers to the funeral. {Sister Sara Lee would have loved that man}
Glady's have you heard anything???
So has anyone heard about the recovery of the body of Eliot Elcomdor???
Has the editor contacted police about finding the body??? In Mexico you have to stay on top of things. Otherwise, they won't do anything.
Alcatraz, please let us know as to where to send flowers to the family. OR the funeral home. Dying at the hands of a shark is dreadful.
SESSI:...Sharks have no hands, so rid yourself of that image... - Editor
Alcatraz, I have a feeling Elcommedor is probably in Brazil, drinking mix drinks in the beach, looking at the landscape full of gorgeous bodies in bikinis.
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