First time to Venice Beach

Ok, so I've been living in Cali for almost 3 months now. I've been a lot of places and definitely seen a lot of "interesting" things. But i gotta admit, Venice Beach definitely takes the cake. From the minute we step on the walkway behind the beach, my girls Doreen & Genger tell me that i may see some things that may be surprising, so i should just brace myself. Even though they told me this, i realize now i wasn't mentally prepared.
We were able to find some french speaking people which was great bc we there to preach primarily anyway. We'd asked this one African woman if she spoke french and she said she didn't but the store owners next to her did. And we thought, "SCORE!". So we head next door and just our luck they're some beanie selling, rastafari looking dudes and their shopped smelled of weed and incense. I would have sworn they were Jamaican instead. Regardless, since the woman said they spoke french, we figured we'd give it a go. So I say "Bonjour" to one older guy and he responds in french n i was kinda shocked but kept talking and said in french, "we're Jehovah's Witnesses and we're sharing a Bible message with people who speak french" n old dude is like "oh i know who u are, but no thanks". There was a younger guy with him who walks over n looks at the magazines we're holding and asks "r u selling those?" n we say "no, we just give them to ppl who we know r going to read them" n he says "I'll read them" n we give them to him and leave bc i don't think our lungs could hold anymore of what their air was giving.
So we keep on walking n a guy comes up to us, trying to get us to let him take our picture n he'll print them n put them in a frame for us for just $10. And we of course say no n try to keep it moving. But dude is RELENTLESS. "Oh come on girls, your really pretty. U can put the dark skinned one (Genger) in the middle to balance it out. It'll be real nice" And we say no again. Then homie says "U guys r really well dressed to be out here. I know who u r. Gimme a second." And i say as a joke, "If u guess right i'll give u a prize" And he says " oh, i'll get THE prize?" n i say "no, A prize" (if u follow where he was trying to go) So he says "Yea i know, you're Jehovah's Witnesses." So i say "That's great. And for getting it right here's an Awake." And the guy just wont go away and keeps talking and talking about everything and nothing. Some of his convo was quite inappropriate and blush-inducing (Us having "thunder thighs" came up, much to my embarrassment). And after talking to him about his quite confusing life for over an hour, we some how end up walking back to our car with him still talking to us and good ol' Genger carrying his table for him bc his hands were full.
Sometimes i wonder how these things happen to me and my friends, but then i remember we're witness and prob tolerate alot more nonsense than most just to get Jehovah's good news out there.
So today's lesson kids: U never know how someone will be affected by your service so treat everyone like a potential sheep in Jehovah's flock.
Much love to all

So much, so much

ok everyone, it has been quite a while since i've written an entry but i promise it isnt bc i dont care i've just been obnoxiously busy. after my little brother visited last month i was working super hard in field service and i had the circuit overseer visit and brother henderson and his wife were so nice and having their visit was so encouraging. and the brother's talk were so insightful and just makes me want to continue to do more for Jehovah and set even more spiritual goals.
After their visit it was off to GA for a month for various activities: CO & DO visit, Circuit assembly in French, lil bro & cousin's graduation, and their grad party that i was throwing for them. Amidst all that i was also supposed to go to Haiti with my mom but then there was the H1N1 (swine flu) scare so my dad said we should just postpone the trip. But i think he just used that as an excuse to get me to do stuff around the house bc in the time that i should have spent chillin in the motherland, i cleaned off the back deck, the back porch, painted the kitchen (which is quite large), primed the back room and painted it. So i had to wonder how all this would have gotten done if i had gone to Haiti (i dont know about you, but i smell a rat).
So Girardo and Joel graduated, it was awesome but also made me kinda sad bc it seemed like an era was ending. Girardo is the last Gaspard to graduate from high school, which means my parents r getting old, which by default means I'm getting old. Sigh, before u know it i'll be 25 which is pretty the same as being 75 (j/k!)
And the culmination of my month in GA was the grad party which was A LOT of work but seeing everyone (all 100+ of them), especially Girardo and Joel, definitely made all the stress worth it. But i definitely know i couldnt have done it alone. i had a lot of help but definitely most of all from my fabulous cousin Dominique who kept me sane and from the brink of a nervous breakdown in many instances. And let me just say that the music was quite off the chain courtesty of my brother, DJ DtM. And just so you know he DJ's for all kinds of events (except for those of pagan origin) and all kinds of crowds with kompa, reggae, zouk, latin, american and whatever else you can think of. If you want to get at him just email him for more info @

danique.gaspard@gmail.com

So now i'm back in LA, just got here today and time to get back on my grind and preach my but off and find a job asap and of course have a good time with my friends who i havent hung with in a while. Let the good times recommence
Here are pix from the grad & party:
http://s343.photobucket.com/albums/o474/stay_c1222/Dynasty%20Graduation%20Bash/