The setting, Waikiki. The time, 6:30pm. The conditions, consistent 2-4ft, light to no wind, and a bright ass full moon. Forget the towering hotels, the eloquently dressed tourists in their matching $7.00 aloha shirt and surf shorts, the jamming sounds of Fiji under a 35 foot movie screen and completely forget the cash cow of the State of Hawaii. Tonight, it was all about the surf. Night surf. People think I'm crazy that I announce to go night surfing. But those who've experienced the "surfing blind" or to "surf using the Force" method, knows atJune 27, 2010
The setting, Waikiki. The time, 6:30pm. The conditions, consistent 2-4ft, light to no wind, and a bright ass full moon. Forget the towering hotels, the eloquently dressed tourists in their matching $7.00 aloha shirt and surf shorts, the jamming sounds of Fiji under a 35 foot movie screen and completely forget the cash cow of the State of Hawaii. Tonight, it was all about the surf. Night surf. People think I'm crazy that I announce to go night surfing. But those who've experienced the "surfing blind" or to "surf using the Force" method, knows at
June 24, 2010
The One Hundred Twenty Inch Project
I took it upon myself, to FINALLY fix up a twelve year old, 10'0" longboard that has been collecting dust. Poor girl had dings up the ying yang and hasn't been ridden in years. This baby has been to hell and back. She got her center skeg, box included, ripped out. Twice. Flew off the back off a truck, going uphill. And stored in the most redonkulous of places. A UH apartment, someones pool shed, and a strip clubs dressing room.
June 22, 2010
With multiple meanings, the Fu is basically a parody off a parody. For starters, "Fu", a snippet from the genius philosopher Confucius. Who emphasized on social relationships and morality. e.g. "Knowledge is recognizing what you know and what you don't"June 21, 2010
party: we'd like a round of vodka cran and some soybeans
waitress: okay. do you want garlic or just regular salt?
party: yeah, you can put garlic salt.
waitress: ....
June 17, 2010
June 5, 2010
Returning to my home of all homes, there are many things that will always remain constant. Besides the ever growing ohana, the chickens that crow at two o'clock in the morning, the extremely vocal cows, the harmonious stray dog chorus and a town that goes silent at sundown. Surrounded by pasture lands, macadamia nut farms, and reformed sugar cane fields that now serve up silky smooth robust ka'u coffee beans and the hide and go seek pakalolo patch, this home of all homes is blanketed by a crisp night sky, littered with millions of unvisited stars
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