The difficulty with pumping out great blog posts was my lack of defining what my blog was about.
July 29, 2010
July 28, 2010
No Facebook in the morning is like having no pole for a stripper. Bad analogy, I know, but Facebook is my coffee with my coffee in the morning. And you know how it is, when a coffee person doesn't get their coffee in the morning. I turn into a behind the scenes Martha Stewart. The internet is my cigarette with my cigarette that I have with my coffee while drinking my coffee. There should be a comma somewhere in that last sentence, but IJuly 27, 2010
Amongst peaceful scenic views, there is disharmony in my ears. And it's very loud. I battle this sonic boom of dramatic whining, with my imaginary mp3 player. I fucking forgot to pack my Zune, so I have to pretend jam to Aerosmith with my pretend air guitar. And with no earbuds to plug my human sonar, I am tossed in the mecca of dramaville, without a life vest. Thank goodness for blogs.
"Issues" are wherever you take them. People that jump ship and ditch locations in hopes of a better situation, have yet to understand that. But for some reason, Big Island inhabitants believe it's cooler if
July 26, 2010
No dodging cars, for now. I rock the barefoot warrior and simply avoid falling coconuts. Country people are born to wake up early. And I hate mornings like I do stupid people. So life is tough. The serenity of the idle lifestyle blankets the metropolitan jitters. So maybe life isn't so tough. I send this blog to you, from the black asphalt of a beach. With aloha.
July 22, 2010
In the midst of social media, where wall posts, IMs, Tweets, texts, sexts(when you're feeling naughty) and Words With Friends are the norm for communication, I decide to "call" her. I know, weird. Who
July 20, 2010
I hate making fun of people. I really do. This entry is NOT about harassing the less fortunate, but rather discussing the shrewd thoughts that go through my mind. And I assume everyone else...I met someone last week. This picture is not of that person. I pride myself in anonymity, on whom I share my stories about. I'm just using this chicas mug as a point of reference. Poor chica. My newly added acquaintance shared the same eyeball sockets. And here the story goes.
July 19, 2010
Notice the last sentence. Me thinks they should rename themselves to, Hawaii News Not Right Now.
July 18, 2010
On that note, I hope this person buys me lunch. So my stomach can prosper. Find out what beach on Foursquare. I am the Mayor of my life.
July 13, 2010
I have my Purel and my multitasking hat on. See you guys later, I'm off to do jack shit.
July 8, 2010
K. In my pants. It's all you can eat.
C. Ewww, you're sick!
K. But the food is ono.
C. Dork.
July 1, 2010
June 27, 2010
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
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 May 18, 2010
Tears, laughter, dancing, talking, hugging, giving, more tears, more laughing, more...everything. I recently attending a course that is extremely difficult to explain into words. Even for one who is clever (or who thinks he is) with the English dictionary. But here I am, hammering away at my keyboard, posting something about something that is virtually unexplainable. Did I mention unexplainable? So what words will be read in the following paragraphs? Hmm...I think I in inadvertently stumbled upon a Catch 22.
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