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New Over-the-Line Pitch

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Is Not for Clothed Minds

Over-the-Line, the sybaritic sport made famous by the Old Mission Beach Athletic Club, has now reached its logical extension: a nude OTL tournament. Coed, naturally.

The Sun and Fun Seekers Club, a nudist travel club whose president lives in El Cajon, is organizing a nude OTL to boost its annual membership drive.

“We’re tired of just recycling the same old nudists,” said club president Jim VanMarter, an X-ray technician. “We need to reach out and include more people in social nudism.”

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What better way, thought VanMarter, than to seek converts among OTL players, already known for their dedication to bare flesh and good times?

He’s accepting team applications for the club’s retreat Aug. 26-27 to Camp McConville in the Cleveland National Forest near Lake Elsinore. Included in the package are a dance, barbecue, sushi party and use of the recreational facilities at Southern California’s oldest nudist resort.

So far, two four-person teams have signed up. There are 14 more slots.

Be warned, the Golden Rule of social nudism is “Look but don’t touch.” The only swinging will be with softball bats.

“We can’t afford any cloud or shadow over the good name of nudism,” VanMarter said.

Historically, of course, the sport of choice among nudists has been volleyball. VanMarter hopes that will shift to OTL as nudism modernizes.

“We want to set a nude precedent,” he said.

OMBAC has a hands-off attitude toward the nude OTL. VanMarter changed the game slightly so he did not have to ask OMBAC’s permission to use its copyrighted rules.

“I’d be too afraid of getting hit by a line drive, but I wish this guy well,” said OMBACer Don Peterson, an attorney. “Our attitude is: What feels good, is good.”

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An End to the Horror

Bad news for North County members of the “Rocky Horror Picture Show” cult.

The campy 1975 film about an uptight couple’s foray amid the transvestites and other beings from the planet Transsexual, Transylvania, has been dropped by the La Paloma Theatre in Encinitas. It had been showing at midnight Fridays.

In the beginning, it attracted mellow young eccentrics who dressed as their favorite characters, recited the dialogue and threw rice and toast at the screen.

Then the crowds got smaller and more rowdy. A security guard was hired to restrain the pin-in-the-nose set.

When a pushy crowd broke the popcorn machine, the manager pulled the plug. The final show was last week.

Similar problems caused a Carlsbad theater to dump “Rocky Horror” last year.

It survives, though, in its eighth year at the Ken Theatre in San Diego, at midnight every Friday and Saturday. A subgroup of cultists called the Dream Police has helped keep order.

Parking Lot Interception

If Sunday’s stinker at San Diego Jack Murphy Stadium is any indication, the Chargers’ season may be painful. The game started badly and ended worse.

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Two Navy parachutists who were part of the pregame hoopla missed their intended mark at the 50-yard line and landed in the parking lot. A third hit a wall near the scoreboard.

After the game, cops told fans to quit tossing a football in the parking lot, lest somebody get injured in the traffic crunch.

“There is no football playing outside the stadium,” ordered a cop with a bullhorn.

“Yeah,” came the snarled reply. “Well, there wasn’t much inside in the stadium, either.”

Of Frisbees and Car Lots

Cranky thoughts from a North County summer:

* Frisbees are banned on the beach at Del Mar. This is a good idea and should spread to other beaches, by a constitutional amendment if necessary.

Two young men tossing a Frisbee can make a large stretch of beach uninhabitable. The only justification for this land-use atrocity would be if it helps young men attract young women, but this appears not to be the case.

* Ad hoc used-car lots are springing up on vacant property, proving that even the affluent will foul their neighborhood to make a buck.

This will end when the first BMW with a For Sale sign gets graffiti-ized. Where are the spray-paint vandals when we need them?

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