To quote Lloyd Dobler "I don't want to sell anything, buy anything, or process anything as a career. I don't want to sell anything bought or processed, or buy anything sold or processed, or process anything sold, bought, or processed, or repair anything sold, bought, or processed. You know, as a career, I don't want to do that."

Sunday, November 12, 2006

This is my cousin, and he is gonna be famous........someday (click here)

At least that is what, we, his family think. Pass it along. Seriously, Dan was the first man to talk about adult diapers.


Which is kinda funny cause our other cousin is responsible for bringing these to the market:
http://www.biorelief.com/sports-fans.html
It would appear that my family has an obsession with bodily fluids.

Tuesday, November 07, 2006

I love this!!!!!!!

http://www.planetdan.net/pics/misc/georgie.htm
I found it on www.bigmattress.com
The owner of this page was the DJ on a pretty great radio station (WBCN in Boston). When I was a kid they played old radio shows between 7 and 8 am every morning, I would listen with my mummy, It is on the list as one of the best things I remember from childhood. I always knew that Charles (DJ) was a good guy, but I was really happy when I discovered that he retired to Maui. If he ever reads this page I just want to say "thanks Charles, you have no idea how much you were a presence in my life growing up, that it was you at times that allowed my brother and I to get along (we both listened to you). That hearing Morning Mishigas made me smile a little after my sister died, that I listened to you as I rode around Boston as a bike messenger. That I felt like we lived amoungst royalty when I found out Ken Shelton (another DJ) lived on my street (one step removed from you). That even when my taste in music changed I still tuned in because you were kind of like old friends that I always knew would be there. "
Thanks Charles

Tuesday, October 31, 2006

Kapa Kahi

So we had a bit of an earthquake 2 weeks ago.......and we keep having aftershocks




I awoke early on Sunday morning October 15th and was getting ready to go to town to work on the pier all day (cruise ship day). At 7am I was sitting on my bed and at 7:07 my room started shaking. Now we have earthquakes here quite a bit so this was no big surprise. I usually announce them to no one in particular "earthquake". But this time it git bigger and bigger until it seemed like a jackhammer had been strapped to the house. You know how they say that your life flashes before you?? Well mine didn't, all most worst nightmares were what came to mind. I looked at the doorframe, they tell you to stand there in an earthquake......my mind said "GET THE FUCK OUTTA HERE!!!" and I ran out of the house. I stood there in the drive and my neighbors came running down and the whole way I watched the earth between us move and roll and shudder.
For the next 2 hours I sat in the driveway with my little hand crank radio listening to the local police talk to their dispatcher begging to run home to make sure all was okay there. We couldn't use cells, or land lines. I was able to send out one email to my family about 5 minutes after the second big aftershock (5.8). And that was it. For the next 20 hours you had to take your turn using the few phonelines on the island that were working. I had to call this company that I do work for because the following day we were expecting 128 people to arrive from the mainland for a 2 week island tour. Up until a few hours before we left we were not sure what was happening. Oahu was without power until 2 hours before we arrived and then it was 2 days of airline delays and 128 really cranky passengers who complained that they say no evidence of the earthquake on Oahu so why were they delayed????? Friggin' old people. They can be so difficult (I am just really tired right now and need a break from people).
But I figured I would show all 3 of you what a mess the quake made.

To get an idea of how active the earth is here right now:
http://tux.wr.usgs.gov/

Monday, October 30, 2006

Again, I just let the money slip through my fingers.......

CENTRAL BANK OF NIGERIA
FINANCIAL SECTOR SURVEILLANCE
CORPORATE HEAD QUARTERS
F.C.T ABUJA-NIGERIA

DATE: 30/10/2006
Our Ref : CBN/IRD/CBX/021/04

Attn:Mr & Mrs Bloppety Bloop,

IMMEDIATE CONTRACT PAYMENT/NO:MAV/NNPC/FGN/MIN/001

In Our records of outstanding contractors due for payment with the
federal government of Nigeria, Your name and company was discovered as next on the list of the outstanding contractors who have not received their payments.

I wish to reinform you that your payment is being processed and will be
released to you as soon as you respond to this letter. Also note that from the record in my file your outstanding contract payment is $45,700.000.00 (fourty five million,seven hundrend thousand US dollars).

Please re-confirm to me if this is inline with what you have in your
record and also re-confirm to me the followings
1) Your full name.
2) Phone, fax and mobile #.
3) Company name, position and address.
4) Profession, age and marital status.

As soon as this information are received, your payment will be made to
you in a certified bank draft from central bank of Nigeria and a copy will be given to you for you to take to your bank and confirm it or the funds will be transfered to your bank account or home address directly.

As soon as you receive this letter get back to my office at once for
immediate remmitance of your contract funds to you and remember,you will not be notified again.

Regards,

Mr. Tunde Lemo
Deputy Governor,
Financial Sector Surveillance
www.cenbank.org

Saturday, October 07, 2006

Another MeMe.....Apparently I would not be an inconspicuous spy

I stole this from Kymm:

1. YOUR SPY NAME: (middle name and current street name)
Veronica Mamalahoa

2. YOUR MOVIE STAR NAME: (grandfather/grandmother on your dad's side, your
favorite candy)
Lenora Heath.....this could work

3. YOUR RAP NAME (first initial of first name, first three or four letters
of your last name)
K Sha......sounds white like me!

4. YOUR GAMER TAG: (a favorite color, a favorite animal)
Red Manta....this would be a better superhero

5. YOUR SOAP OPERA NAME: (middle name, city where you were born)
Veronica Concord........yup

6. YOUR STAR WARS NAME: (first 3 letters of your last name, last 3 letters
of mother's maiden name, first 3 letters of your pet's Name)
Sha Ell Cho........She ran the convenience store near Luke's house

7. JEDI NAME: (middle name spelled backwards, your mom's maiden name spelled
backwards)
Acinorev Llennodo.........She couldn't run for office because her name did not fit on bumperstickers

8. PORN STAR NAME: (first pet's name, the street you grew up on)
Prince Karen Pines...........uh, He-She?

9. SUPERHERO NAME: ("The", your favorite color, the automobile your dad
drives)
The Red Runner........very inaffectual superhero, constantly running from things

10. YOUR ACTION HERO NAME: (first name of the main character in the last
film you watched, last food you ate)
Eddie Cheese.........again, not really an action hero as much as a Mob name

Friday, September 01, 2006

Glad to know that I am not the only one........(link)

Kymm has been writing far longer than pretty much anyone out there. And today (or really yesterday) she threw up on the street in front of her neighbors. I did that once too. I was home from college for the first time and my parents took me to the Club for dinner. I had something with scallops in it and on the way home I felt *funny*, turned and threw up in the neighbors front yard. They were walking down their front steps as this happened. I got class.

In more exciting news we have had Tiger Sharks for the past week. Wednesday I had the rescue helicopter flying over me every 20 minutes or so as they flew up and down the coast looking for the little buggers. The clients wondered what was happening and I told them that the pilots have to log a certain number of hours of flight each month to keep their license active. I thought that was a good useful fib, you think I was gonna tell them that they were looking for Tiger Sharks? NO WAY!
read about it here: http://www.westhawaiitoday.com/articles/2006/08/31/local/local01.txt



And pray that the little sharkies go back out into the deep waters, they are hurting business.

Friday, August 25, 2006

These scammers are just getting plain sloppy.

I got this email this morning:

>From: thomas_cole
>To: thomas_cole@ig.com.br
>Subject: Dear Shannon
>Date: Fri, 25 Aug 2006 12:23:07 -0300
>
>From The Desk of:
>Barrister Thomas Cole & partners.
>25 Wilson Road Olodi Apapa
>Lagos- Nigeria.
>Private / Highly Confidential
>Email:thomas2000cole@yahoo.com
>Subject Matter: Invitation to act as Next-of-Kin
>
>Dear Shannon,
>
>I presume this letter will come to you as a surprise, but as things
>unfold,we will know each other better. I will start by introducing myself to
>you.My name is Thomas Cole a solicitor at law.
>
>I am writing in respect of a foreigner Richard Burson Shannon,who happens to
>be my client an oil merchant and contractorwho perished in a plane crash of
>31st October 1999[WITH EGYPTIANAIRLINE 990] with other passengers aboard .
>
>Since the demise of my client I personally have watched with keen interest
>to see the next of kin but all has proved abortive as no one has come to
>claim his funds of US$28.5m(Twenty Eight Million Five Hundred Thousand
>United States Dollar) and all the relevant documents in the bank has no
>record of any next of kin. On this note, I decided to seek for whom his name
>shall be used as his next of kin so I have contacted you to assist in
>repatriating most especially, the money left behind by my client before they
>get confiscated or declared unserviceable by the bank where the huge
>deposits were lodged.
>
>Particularly, the Equity Development Bank Plc where the deceased had an
>account valued at about Usd28.5 million dollars has issued me a notice to
>provide the Next of kin, or have the account confiscated.
>
>seek your consent to present you as the Next of kin of the deceased sinceI
>read your profile I know you can assist me as I need somebody who is
>trustworthyand willing to assist me get the funds transfered.Whcih the
>account whichmy late client operate is valued at Usd28.5 million dollars can
>be paidto you, as my clients Next of Kin, and then we can share the amount
>on amutual agreed percentage. All legal documents to back up your claim as
>the deceased Next of Kin willbe provided.
>
>All I require is your honest cooperation to enable us see this deal through.
>I guarantee that this will be executed under legitimatearrangement that will
>protect you from any breach of the law and you shouldendeavor to keep it
>confidential.
>
>Please get in touch with me,at thomas2000cole@yahoo.com,to enable us discuss
>further about this transaction.
>
>Best regards,
>Barrister Thomas Cole.


And so I responded:

Dear Mr Cole,
Most Barristers do not use Yahoo as their mail client. Nor would anyone in their right mind use a public email client to send such "Private/Highly Confidential" matter. A quick google can easily reveal that you are using a server in Brazil. You guys need to figure out a better way to run this scam. You should consider managing some kind of database that guarantees that you don't send the same email signed by diferrent "high ranking officials" but with the same scam to the same person within a 3 week period. That is just sloppy.
Good Luck with your endeavors,
Bee Mc Polo (let's see if that name rings a bell)
PS someone is really falling down on the job over there, good luck with that.

Friday, August 18, 2006

Kayaking for the larger set.


When we take people out kayaking we have a weight limit. This is for many reasons, but the most obvious is that the kayaks themselves have a weight limit, they become too tippy when you approach this limit. For the Ocean Kayak Zest II (http://www.oceankayak.com/kayaks/tandems/zest_two_exp.html) the weight limit is 500 - 600 lbs, I would say you could only push the 500 lbs if you were somewhat comfortable on the water. I think realistically this is more like 450 lbs. But as things go if someone shows up to paddle and they are "larger" we put them in a Zest (and hope for the best). You must also consider that if they "huli" (flip over) getting that person back in the kayak is going to be work. Back to yesterday...... the clients arrive and there are 2 girls from the Bay Area who are on vacation together and one is probably within normal weight for her height and the other is easily 100 lbs overweight. In total there are 18 people for the day, there are 3 guides so this is just right.......that is if nothing happens. Our trip is barely 2 miles roundtrip (your average tourist can't really do more than this). We get everyone in the water and I spend about 10 minutes explaining paddling to these 2 women who can't seem to grasp that to go backwards you must NOT paddle forwards. And to give you a better idea of the day, the tradewinds are blowing intermittenly. I have to perform what we refer to as the "tugboat" on these clients just to get them pointed in the right direction. A simple description of the tugboat is that I ram the side of the kayak with my own to bring the bow around. I actually love doing it because I can vent some frustration at people who sign up for a kayaking trip when they really just want you to tow them.
After a lot of coaching we get them over to the snorkeling site and into the water. Most people get cold in the water before we actually have to call them in. So after about 45 minutes the clients are getting back in their kayaks, did I tell you we do all of this in the water, in otherwords we do not take the kayaks to shore. The client must get back into the kayak in the water. (We have explained ALL of this prior to the trip.) So I realize that I am going to have to help this larger woman get back in the kayak, I pull my kayak up next to her seat in the tandem, turn and anchor my legs across her seat so that I won't end up in the water in the process of "helping" her in. I reach across and grab her sunscreen slathered arms and my hands slide all the way down to her hands and I pull and pull and finally get her mostly up on the kayak. Okay, this is good. We paddle back to a second snorkeling spot and on the way she and her friend huli (flip over). I, again, pull my kayak up next theirs and do the same procedure all over again. Only this time when she gets on the kayak she reaches across and grabs mine and leans all her wieght on it (I am still not really sure why) and of course she ends up spilling over the side of the kayak in my direction and pushes me in.
For the next few minutes I am diving for all their equipment that they did not tie down and the few things of mine that have floated off. One of the other guides comes back to help and I have him take their kayak to shore so that they can climb on and I strap the bow line from mine around my waist and swim for the shallowest water, because in the process of all this I have taken on enough water that I cannot get back in without pumping out the excess water. And I cannot keep the kayak from tipping over without doing this. So off I go and off they go. I get to the beach, pump out the kayak, and secure everything and get a helping hand out thru the surf by a naked man (did I mention that this is a nude beach?) he was very kind to help me and he had some interesting piercings. This was my day...........today my arms are all sore.
Praise joe-bee-sus for the day off.

Saturday, July 29, 2006

Me & my boyfriend (in my mind only)


I have loved Elvis Costello since my brother gave me his first album in 1977. From that moment on he and Stevie Wonder lived on my turntable. I have seen him in concert a number of times. I saw him on the street once (I don't really want to meet him). I worship him from afar.

Wednesday, July 19, 2006

I know I need to post about Alaska.........but first this......

I have some kinda big news........
I'm pregnant.....not really
I'm moving to Alaska..........no way (not enough sun in the winter and TOOOO much in the summer)
I switched to Geico.......whateves....
Nope, the real news is it looks like I am going to buy a Kayaking business. My friend is selling his, I have worked for him off and on for the past 3 years. I am a great paddler and a good guide. I would get to work outside. And I would truly get to do the job I have always dreamt of. You see, I love to dive, but I live to paddle. Ever since I first tried kayaking over 20 years ago I was hooked. At that time my finances and location weren't ideal to take it up seriously. The years went by and I was always jealous when I would see someone drive by with their kayaks in their roof rack. From my family home in Maine I can see the Maine Guides doing their kayak training and I would feel my heart strings pull. I would go up stairs and figure out how I could afford to buy a $1700 kayak set up. I started small and bought the gear. A really nice paddling jacket (that I still have) the sleeves, neck and waist haave gaskets that keep them from leaking on those rainy days (this worked great when I was a bike messenger in Boston), but I have never really used it for paddling. Then I purchased a short sleeved version of the same thing. This, too, served me well when I was a messenger. Also still on a hanger in my closet. Then a paddle, but since I really didn't know what kind of a paddler I really was, I didn't know what paddle to buy. This went to a friend years ago (who actually did paddle). Shoes, shorts, rash guard shirts, gloves, a deck light, dry bags (they work for everything). For a longtime many of these objects served another equally useful prupose. But then one day I really was ready and the gods were smiling down on me and Iand started going out paddling. In Maine, at my family home. In Northern California on the many smalll bays. Still not enough. Then I moved here and guess what.......lots of people here paddle. They paddle Canoe, Wa'a (outrigger canoe), surf ski, kayak, paddle board and believe it or not you can do stand up paddle on a surf board (this is relativily new, but becoming really popular).
This leads me to the last month. I started working more and more for this friend of mine. He hurt his back and wanted to really take a step back from paddling to let it heal. This gave me the chance to really start running a business (I was the pretend owner). But I started thinking "maybe he is thinking of selling?", so I asked and the answer was "yes". I asked him to talk to me first before he talked to anyone else. And for the last month Mr Man and I have been trying to figure out how to make this happen. There are a few financing possibilities, this might actually happen. THIS MIGHT ACTUALLY HAPPEN!!!!!
I was lying in bed last night thinking about what it is like to run your own business to always be the one that you answer to. There are much fewer sick days and personal days, but come on....... personal days are the ones you take so that you can go kayaking!!!!
So for now I am rolling pennies, not going out to eat, not buying anything on a whim
(except this...........http://www.hobiecat.com/kayaking/models_adventure.html....but really it is a business expense)





We can now tow the lazy with relative ease.
All this being said might you have $66,500 I can borrow? Or does anyone know some wealthy or even just a little wealthy old guy who is about to kack that I can marry???????
Thanks for all the advice................

Sunday, June 04, 2006

My observations thus far...........

Vancouver is the cleanest city I have ever seen, and they don't even cane people. Even in the "bad" section of town with the obligatory junkies is CLEAN. Those people could snort off of the street it is so clean. Also the Canadians in Vancouver that I have met and exceedingly nice. What the hell, you just cross the border and everyone is nice and kind and they know their history. I really like this one section called Granville Island, they have a great market place. After living in Hawaii I was waaaayyy overwhelmed by the selection, it took me forever to make up my mind. I ended up with Dolmadas (stuffed grapeleaves) and a cookie. And the dolmadas were amazing. Now I get to subsist on cruise ship crap (it all tastes the same to me). But they do have a nice gym so I can actually feel like I have done something physical during the day.
Today we are in Ketchikan, Alaska. Thank god I get paid for all this because I discovered this guy's work www.normanjackson.com he is for Tlingcut tribe and is an amazing artist. When I save up enough I would love to haveoneof his mask (damn student loans!!)
I will leave you with a picture for Vancouver:

Tuesday, May 30, 2006

I swear I haven't been lazy........


I have been getting ready to go to ALASKA!!
I got the call last Thursday and have been running around like a nut ever since, ya see I have never been there. My job is to make the clients think I know exactly what I am doing. So...reading, reading, reading. The good thing is that I will get to see a very good friend of mine in Juneau, he is a boat captain there and I don't get to hang out with him enough.
So this entry will be extremely short because I need to finish packing and reading.
I will post pictures when I get home.

Tuesday, May 23, 2006

Food can be very weird.

I saw this commercial for a product called "Capri Sun Roarin' Waters". They say it is a water alternative for kids, because we need to add a sweetner to water to get kids to drink it. This product is made by Kraft, I wanted to know a little more about it so I went onto the Kraft website and found a list of products that Kraft markets outside the US. And here they are:

Examples of “better for you” choices outside the U.S.

Clight Fiber — a low calorie powdered beverage with added fiber in Brazil
Eden cheese — available in the Philippines , fortified with vitamin A and iodine
Maarud Superchips — with 45 percent less fat than regular Maarud potato chips in Norway
Pacific Soda Seaweed — a biscuit made with seaweed and fortified with calcium, available in China
Light Philadelphia Cheesecake Wedges — single portions of Light Philadelphia Cheesecake with 30 percent less fat sold in the United Kingdom
Philadelphia Ultra Low Fat cream cheese — sold in the U.K.
Qeju cheese — sold in Indonesia , with added Vitamin A and calcium
Peek Freans Lifestyle Selections — a new line of Canadian biscuits that are trans fat free and low in saturated fat.
Delissio Balance Harvest Wheat Rising Crust Pizza – available in Canada , this great-tasting pizza is made with whole wheat, part-skim mozzarella, reduced-fat grilled chicken, reduced-fat pepperoni and premium-roasted vegetables
Christie Crunchers Crackers – available in Canada in four light and crispy flavors (Cheddar, Spicy Thai, Bold Barbecue and Sour Cream & Onion), these baked corn-rice crackers have zero grams trans fat and about 70 percent less fat per serving than the leading regular potato chip
Miracle Whip Balance — with fat reduced from 31 grams to 11 grams per 100 grams in Germany
Jacobs Cappuccino Cremafino — with no added sugar (from 57 grams of carbohydrates to 45.5 grams of carbohydrates per 100 grams) in Germany
Simmenthal Chicken — with 1 percent fat per 100 grams in Italy
Milka Milkinis — with 22 percent less fat from 38.5 grams to 30 grams per 100 grams in France

The funny thing is that these products all contain some sort of "added" benefit so that one is supposed to feel less guilty about eating them. But in reading the contents of these products they have replaced what they removed with all kinds of other things and salt is high on this list. It just angers me that we are marketed these processed foods that are so far removed from actual food. Kraft also makes a product called "Lunchables" this can be crackers, cheese, jello (or pudding) and salami. And is made for people who are too busy to throw these things together on their own. And once the child is done with it they throw the package away. It is the training kit to prepare kids for a lifetime of processed food. And wasting resources.
Lately I am getting angrier and angrier when I go to the store. They place your purchases in as many bags as possible, this is another form of marketing (the bags have the stores name on it). If I buy shampoo and some lettuce they will take the shampoo and place it in another bag so that the smell of the shampoo doesn't get on the lettuce. No matter what I say to the contrary they insist on sending me with 2 bags for 2 products!! Shit like this causes me to hyperventilate.

Wednesday, May 10, 2006

Check it out............


Pops doesn't know she is a cat. And Cholie doesn't know she is a dog. They only know they eat out of the same dish and drink out of the same (toilet) bowl.

Tuesday, May 09, 2006

Take a meme......... it is a list....and you answer the questions

Name three things that make you happy:

1) My dog

2) My new outrigger canoe

3) A really dry martini after a day of difficult customers (and Mr Man....I guess)

List three things that make you really sad:

1) That I live so far from my family.

2) That my step-mother makes my relationship with my father difficult

3) That I let it eat me alive at times

If you could go back in time and tell the 12 year-old you three things, they would be:

1) By nicer to your older sister

2) PAY ATTENTION TO YOUR SCHOOLWORK.

3) Don't believe everything, QUESTION EVERYTHING

* * *
1. What does your Blogger name mean? I would think that is self explanitory

2. Elaborate on your default icon? Lazy?

3. Make up a question. NO

4. What’s your current relationship status? Sussing out our lives together (but not married).

5. What EXACTLY are you wearing right now? Striped pajama bottoms, striped slipper socks, t shirt, an old sweater (and underwear which are also striped). I look like I am Dr Seuss' wife.

6. What is your current problem? What to eat for breakfast

7. What do you love most? A clean house

8. What makes you most happy? a good day on the water and a flealess dog

9. Are you musically inclined? Yes, I sing pretty well

10. If you could go back in time and change something, what would you change? I would exercise more (or not because I beleive that everything that happens brings you to where you are)

11. If you MUST be an animal for ONE day, what would you be? A hawk, I love the flying part. OH, OH I take that back, I wanna be a Manta Ray....then I get to swim AND fly (underwater flying is pretty great too).

12. Ever have a near death experience? No, but I have watched others have them......I think that kind of counts

13. Name an obvious quality you have. Patience

14. What’s the name of the song that’s stuck in your head right now? The theme for the "Colbert Report"

15. Who did you cut and paste this from? Bitchypoo

16. Name someone with the same birthday as you. Mary J. Blige

17. Have you ever vandalized someone’s private property? Probably

18. Have you ever been in a fight? Well, I went to school during desegregation in Boston, what do you think?

19. Have you ever sung in front of a large audience? Yep, a song from Guys & Dolls

20. What is the first thing you notice about the opposite sex? Their eyes

21. What do you usually order from Starbucks? A LARGE cafe latte (I refuse to speak their Starbucks language....Venti......ridiculous)

22. Has anyone ever said you looked like a celebrity? Nope

23. Do you still watch kiddy movies or TV shows? Just Charlie and the Chocolate factory (the original)

24. Did you have braces? Yep, and a double headgear, really sexy.... set me up for a fabulous adolescence

25. Are you comfortable with your height? I sometimes wish I were shorter.

26. What is the most romantic thing someone has ever done for you? Actually cleaned the house, I am really easy...........that came out wrong.

27. Do you speak any other languages? Spanish and ubie-dubie

28. Do you have a crush on someone on your blogger? I don't tend to crush much anymore

Monday, May 08, 2006

I must have high expectations......

Today I was standing in as Kayak Guide for a friend of mine who has hurt himself. So I am driving about 80 miles roundtrip daily to work for him. I love to work for him because he tends to get customers that are willing to paddle. Willing to work. Understand that kayaking is an activity that requires effort. So this leads me to this morning..... I meet the clients, 3 couples. I try to size them up. As usual I am waaaay off. Meet couple numbah one: he is a car salesman (?) and she is a housewife (?). Couple numbah 2; he is an older man who is not used to taking direction from a woman and she is a ...........woman. And couple numbah 3: they are both executives for Nike.
We set out for our paddle.
Everything seems to be fine until I hear Nike Woman yelling behind me "I need to get off of this, I need to get off of this!!" and I turn and see a very panic stricken look on her face. She is on the verge of a full blown panic attack. And I decide that I am gonna talk her down. I think this because I can't stand to lose when it comes to getting people thru the entire trip. We get to the beach and i get them all suited up to snorkel. This should be an easy task..........well get them to wear the equipment works, but they had other plans. The men went in, the women didn't. I tried to get them comfortable to go in, it worked until they were 20 feet from shore and then Nike woman freaked. I give them their lunch and get them back on their kayaks and we start heading out for some more paddling and Nike woman freaked. I turned them around and told them to wait on the beach and I would come back later and pick them up. Oi! This just keeps getting better. So, to make this long story very short I had to drive over and pick them up with my truck. She was still freaking, but now it was because everyone will know that she can't paddle. And all I could think was "Get out of my car, and go back to Oregon!" So later I got to thinking, what kind of image are these Nike people supposed to project? These days very few people actually do something that requires some skill and guts. And to be honest you really don't have to be that gutsy to get in kayak and paddle. But everytime I take people out they remark on how gutsy and adventurous I am. 100 years ago no one would be saying that, knowing how to get from A to B would most likely be under your own power. This is such a rarity these days..........................What do you think???

Friday, May 05, 2006

What to do after a $4000 day.........

When I awoke today I had no idea it was going to so expensive to make it thru the day. I wonder if I hadn't gotten out of bed, would it have been this bad??
After thinking that we had fixed the fridge (or so we thought) I was hoping that everything would be fine and we would not have to pay $700+ for a new one....... but alas this is not the case. The fridge is truly broken. Okay so I accept this and continue with my day. Just a scant few minutes later I am in my car and discover that "something" is wrong. I can't get the gear to stay when I change it, not a good sign. And so I drive to the shop and I tell them what is happening. I also tell them that if it is the transmisson I don't want to know. Do you have any idea how much it is to replace a transmission?? In my last car I paid $2700 for a new transmission. I was already having a nervous breakdown. The count so far: 1 new fridge....$799, 1 new transmission.....$2000.....ouch! And then we go by the outriigger store. Ok, this will make no sense for those of you that do not know what an outrigger canoe is. I paddle. I paddle kayaks, surf skis, and outrigger canoes. An outrigger is the type of canoe that the early polynesians. Anyway, I was forced to fork over the $$$ for this baby. Whatevah! My bad. Then we get home and the microwave dies. SON. OF. A. BITCH. Currently I am afraid to move for fear that I will leave a path of appliance destruction in my wake.
(I think I need a new carbon fiber paddle to go with the canoe, God wants me to have one)

Saturday, April 29, 2006

Someone must be writing all this down (part one)

My whole life I have had this belief that someone keeps track of everything that happens to us and everything we do. Not a god, more like a karmic ledger keeper. Not to be confused with a TrapperKeeper (For those South Park fans). Back to my point. I thought that there existed someone or thing that logged all the glasses of juice I drank, all the books I read, all the friends I had, all the times I did well in class....you get the point. I pictured this ledger as having a checks and balance appearance to it. One side all the good stuff and the other all the bad. I remember thinking one day many years ago that we, my family, had been incredibly fortunate that no one had been mugged, the house hadn't burned down, we hadn't suffered any great loss. It was a shortime later that my older sister died. She had been suffering from Anorexia for about 14 years at the point. She had finally seemed like she had turned a corner, moving towards a more healthy self-image. On June 29th she got married and the next day she went into cardiac arythmia on the way to her honeymoon and they were not able to save her. I saw this as a sign, like a balance had been struck. After all these years of fairly ordinary life there had to be some sort of reality check. That is life. I also thought that we would be passed over for a long time to come. And I guess that was not the way it worked. My mother died 2 and half years later. So now I think "we really deserve to left alone now".
And as the years have passed since this time I still believe this ledger exist. It is karma.
This last week somewhat proves to me my theory is just (and that is all that really matters to me).
I also beliieve that they keep track of all the money you spent on things that you never used, my entry must be embarassing.

Wednesday, April 26, 2006

I took a sleep pose test with really odd questions...........

And the wierd thing is that this is the sleep pose they came up with for me:

I am a seatbelt!
Find your own pose!




And oddly they are correct. This is exactly how I sleep.

I have had the strangest 24 hours. I dreamt of Opelu and Opihi. Was correct when I predicted that my transmission was shot (not one's favorite prediction).

And the rule of threes proved itself.

Monday, April 24, 2006

For future reference..........

Wack = Bad
Dope = Good

And I am a dork.

Clouds, CLOUDS, CLOUDS!!!! It's Armagedeon!!!

I love to watch this....... After being a bike messenger for years on the streets of Boston and hating cold, wet, rainy days I welcome light winds and CLOUDSSSS!!!!!

Tuesday, April 18, 2006

There's a rat in the fridge....what ima gonna do

Because of where we live (in an Ohana unit, which for those of you not in Hawaii, is an in-law unit). We have no space in the house for our fridge and so this is located on the lanai (porch). It has faired well for the past few years considering that it is exposed to the elements. But finally it may have met it's match, after typhoons, rainstorms, sunlight(which can do major damage here) it started eminating a foul odor. I made Mr Man do some hunting to see where the smell was coming from. After just a few minutes he found the source; a rat had chewed it's way into the back of the fridge and made the fatal mistake of sticking it's head into the fan, presumably the fan was off when this happened, the fan kicked on and there went the rat. And so Mr Man removed the dead rat and threw him into the horse pasture (they don't care). But thanks to the diligence of poppy the cat the rat was carried into the living room for us to praise. GACK. Again I had Mr Man bring it out and we haven't seen the rat bastard since. But now the problem is that we think the rat bastard broke the motor that runs the fridge and we are stuck between getting it fixed ($$$ because of where we live) or buy a new one ($$$...well....because it is new). So for now we have to freeze huge bottles of water in the freezer (this oddly works fine) and transfer them to the fridge. I know this sounds so exciting to all of you, but really it's not.
I will leave you with something to ponder.....this is for those of you that watch TV. There is a Snickers commercial where this Grecian formula looking dude gets shot down at the end of his date and when he returns to the car to sulk about it sees that there is a Snickers in his glove box, when he opens it there is a tiny little woman who tells him not to fret and proceeds to stroke his ego until he bites her head off. Um...........yeah.
And I leave you with a pretty picture from the Big Island.

Wednesday, April 12, 2006

Scolapendra...or something like it....giant centipede!!!

I awoke at 3am last night to a searing pain on my leg that was like someone had just set fire to the inside of my leg.......IT HURT. I tried to go back to sleep, but it was impossible. And then I had to be up at 6am and down at the beach by 7am for a full day of diving. All day all I could think of was this.................


It bit me and was painful......little f*cker.

In other news, tomorrow is the birthday of a very good friend of mine, she has birthed the children of half the people I know. She has a great heart. Her husband has arranged for all of us to be on this local beach when they come in on their two man Wa'a (hawaiian outrigger canoe). And then we celebrate, David has made Ceviche, I bought a lilikoi cheesecake, and my friend Dom will bring something good, it should be really nice. And she deserves it. Maybe I will post some pictures, a party with them is always photo worthy.

Thursday, April 06, 2006

Touchy subject.........

We were sitting on the couch when I whiffed something that I have whiffed only once before coming from that dog. I think the dog queefed... Yep, I am pretty sure that is what was happening. Mr Man on the other hand had a more poetic way of describing this........"Dog, I think that is the universe telling us that you need a douche". I snorted avocado thru my nose, painful. I wonder if that is truly the case and am I supposed to do anything about it? Does there exist a line of Massengill for dogs? (and cats?) I refuse to be one of those dog owners that spends an inordinate amount of time and money making sure that the dog has only the best. I do feed her good food, but I will not buy her $25/pound BARF (Biologically Active Raw Food). The only Spa like moment she has ever had was when I had to bring her to the groomer so that she could get a deep cleaning and hair cut. The cleaning needed to be done professionally because she had rolled in so much horse poo that she had a green tinge to her and no amount of bathing was taking that tinge (or smell) away. The groomer shaved her right done to the quick, She looked like a 40lb chihuahua, I could not look at her without laughing. The dog would not let the groomer get near her face, so she looked like a 40lb chihuahua with my dogs face glued on. And again I laugh and laugh, you had to be there.
But I digress. In this day and age your dog can get a massage, therapy, and be a guest at a Bed & Breakfast, why not douches? Why not a spa for your dog, after her/his very stressful day of running amok most dogs benefit from a seaweed wrap. Help your urban canine detox from the stressful work week with a mud bath. Haven't dogs beat us to the punch already? My dog jumps into the horses trough, rolls in poo, and sits in the tide pools at the beach. I don't know what to do about this little "queefing" issue, but hell she is a dog and they do smell.
Time for more coffee.
Ciao for now.

Wednesday, April 05, 2006

Two days later.....


I just saw a commercial advertising cable TV that used the motto "stay out of trouble, stay inside". We are in deep trouble now. The cable companies, who are obviously run by McDonalds, don't want you to get too involved in life beyond your remote.
BRB, I need breakfast (it is early here).
I ate and tehn went of and did many errands. Took the dog, she loves doing errands, make her feel important. And now lame as I feel about it I am going to finish up and cop out by pasting a picture of the Dog..........

Monday, April 03, 2006

Been so long........been busy (kinda)

I have been thinking lately that because I have been reading other peoples blogs for so long I have so stupid expectation of what this page is supposed to be. I cannot duplicate anothers experience as my own and I cannot expect that oof mine either. Does that make any sense? Well, it does to me and that since that is why I am really here, so there. (please stop kicking the dog)
When I first found online journals I think I stumbled across www.shelleyness.com, I can't link to her because she had a child and no longer writes for the masses. I really miss her writing and hostile sense of humor, it was reaffirmingly refreshing. (she doesn't know that she smells like horses)
I love the writing of many people and I tend to hold myself to some standard that is not me, and then I use that as an excuse to keep me from writing. Fuck, I can write. I write in my head all day everyday, I narrate to myself everything that happens to me during any given day. (Dog, please don't look so dejected)

I am currently being lectured about peanut butter oil and the evil it creates when I allows it to drip down the side of the jar, obviously I am evil.

.................Back to today's entry.
So it has been sometime since I have written, I have been dealing with the death of a friendship, yes I finally allowed the "end" in friendship to rear it's face. And getting over it and past it is still causing me some angst. It hurts and I remind myself to not lot back, LOOK FORWARD. I find myself screaming this in my head in the middle of the night. I lie there assuming that whatever he is up to, it is probably better than what I have been up to. It is extremely self-defeating and RIDICULOUS.

More about this latter.

night. me.