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."

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.

Sunday, September 04, 2005

They are ripping you a new asshole Mr President...........and you deserve every bit of criticism!!!!

I read this on Amy's site.

The Times-Picayune -- which abandoned its New Orleans headquarters and temporarily ceased its print publication last week -- called on every Federal Emergency Management Agency official to be fired, "Director Michael Brown especially." Here is the editorial:

"Dear Mr. President:

We heard you loud and clear Friday when you visited our devastated city and the Gulf Coast and said, "What is not working, we're going to make it right."

Please forgive us if we wait to see proof of your promise before believing you. But we have good reason for our skepticism.

Bienville built New Orleans where he built it for one main reason: It's accessible. The city between the Mississippi River and Lake Pontchartrain was easy to reach in 1718.

How much easier it is to access in 2005 now that there are interstates and bridges, airports and helipads, cruise ships, barges, buses and diesel-powered trucks.

Despite the city's multiple points of entry, our nation's bureaucrats spent days after last week's hurricane wringing their hands, lamenting the fact that they could neither rescue the city's stranded victims nor bring them food, water and medical supplies.

Meanwhile there were journalists, including some who work for The Times-Picayune, going in and out of the city via the Crescent City Connection. On Thursday morning, that crew saw a caravan of 13 Wal-Mart tractor trailers headed into town to bring food, water and supplies to a dying city.

Television reporters were doing live reports from downtown New Orleans streets. Harry Connick Jr. brought in some aid Thursday, and his efforts were the focus of a "Today" show story Friday morning.

Yet, the people trained to protect our nation, the people whose job it is to quickly bring in aid were absent. Those who should have been deploying troops were singing a sad song about how our city was impossible to reach.

We're angry, Mr. President, and we'll be angry long after our beloved city and surrounding parishes have been pumped dry. Our people deserved rescuing. Many who could have been were not. That's to the government's shame.

Mayor Ray Nagin did the right thing Sunday when he allowed those with no other alternative to seek shelter from the storm inside the Louisiana Superdome. We still don't know what the death toll is, but one thing is certain: Had the Superdome not been opened, the city's death toll would have been higher. The toll may even have been exponentially higher.

It was clear to us by late morning Monday that many people inside the Superdome would not be returning home. It should have been clear to our government, Mr. President. So why weren't they evacuated out of the city immediately? We learned seven years ago, when Hurricane Georges threatened, that the Dome isn't suitable as a long-term shelter. So what did state and national officials think would happen to tens of thousands of people trapped inside with no air conditioning, overflowing toilets and dwindling amounts of food, water and other essentials?

State Rep. Karen Carter was right Friday when she said the city didn't have but two urgent needs: "Buses! And gas!" Every official at the Federal Emergency Management Agency should be fired, Director Michael Brown especially.

In a nationally televised interview Thursday night, he said his agency hadn't known until that day that thousands of storm victims were stranded at the Ernest N. Morial Convention Center. He gave another nationally televised interview the next morning and said, "We've provided food to the people at the Convention Center so that they've gotten at least one, if not two meals, every single day."

Lies don't get more bald-faced than that, Mr. President.

Yet, when you met with Mr. Brown Friday morning, you told him, "You're doing a heck of a job."

That's unbelievable.

There were thousands of people at the Convention Center because the riverfront is high ground. The fact that so many people had reached there on foot is proof that rescue vehicles could have gotten there, too.

We, who are from New Orleans, are no less American than those who live on the Great Plains or along the Atlantic Seaboard. We're no less important than those from the Pacific Northwest or Appalachia. Our people deserved to be rescued.

No expense should have been spared. No excuses should have been voiced. Especially not one as preposterous as the claim that New Orleans couldn't be reached.

Mr. President, we sincerely hope you fulfill your promise to make our beloved communities work right once again.

When you do, we will be the first to applaud."

On the same note I awoke at around 1:30am and turned on the TV to see Celine Dion also tearing the president a new one. She has finally done something I can applaud. And I didn't have to plug my ears or change the channel.

Sometimes I dive



I went diving on friday. I am fortunate to dive with some people who really know their shit. I have been spending all my free time diving with them to learn. And I really have. In the past few months I am much better at spotting things. On friday I spotted an eel that no one on the boat had ever seen. It is called a Magnificent Spotted Eel. I did good. Oh, and we also found a white tipped reef shark hiding underneath the shipwreck we were diving. One of the divers has a sweet underwater camera. Here is me looking at a spotted eel. And me using my dive light with authority. I bet you are reaaaaaallllllyyyy impressed.