June 24, 2010

12 Years New

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

The Fu in KippFu



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"

What The Apps?!

Yup, it's that time again to rip on Facebook.  Facebook users that is.  Observe, participate, analyze.  That is the crazy repetitive cycle in this noggin of mine.  I've already done the analytical  cycle with Farmville, Petville and Daily Horoscope.  Choke fun.  Choke defriendings.  In a nutshell, plow your own damn fields, clean up your own dog shit, and I'm not a Libra so why do I care that you're having a superb day.

June 21, 2010

How To Order Edamame

bar setting;


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

The Peeves of the Fu

It really isn't a great idea to start the day, bitching and whining about irritants.  But like doing PC desktop housekeeping, stripping off old wax, or taking out the trash, it needs to be done.  Everyone has pet peeves.  These are some of mine...

June 5, 2010

Orange Moon

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

Go Bows

Sending a shout out to the cousin, Cory. Awesome job cuz!! So anyways, about those extra tickets to those UH games....

The Unexplainable

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.

May 12, 2010

Holy Shit Shark

5:30pm. Courts, Ala Moana. A town break, known for its quick pitching face and high speed "rights". Another Honolulu afternoon begins its farewells. Sky, orange. The typical baby blue now shunned by the distant setting sun. The ocean, now a deep bluish-green. Tinted with mirrored images of orange clouds.

Last wave in. I'm pau...

Rewind. 2:30pm. Another gorgeous day in Hawaii. Time to catch the few remaining waves of the dying south swell. I take a quick spin through the park. Oogling over the bettys working on their tans. I parallel

April 11, 2010

Virtually Addicted (posted April, 11 2010 via Facebook)

Have you every noticed how fast technology is advancing? It may be faster than Clark Kent trying to find the shitter. With the recent launch of Apples iPad, I felt compelled to spit out more comical bullshit through the topic of tech. 

During my final years of High School, we juveniles were strapped on digital devices. On top of that, the ones we had at the time were pieces of shit, compared to todays standards. If you remember paging 07734 or 23778008 and turning it upside down or lugging the ten pound green screen gameboy with the overheating battery pack attached to your hip, then you can relate. In the subject of music, we were on