I don't know why, but I've had a ball coming across these. Good way to start the new year.
Monday, December 31, 2007
Thursday, November 15, 2007
Thursday, November 01, 2007
My stance on this superferry is that it would be great for the islands all around, but the powers that be went about setting this up along shifty lines, bypassing protocols that should have been observed. There were a lot of people who thought they had jobs and lost them. No money making means no employee staff. I'm surprised the CEO hadn't walked out on the islands sooner. I would not have blamed him, nor the investors of this venture.
As a bystander with no clout in this situation, I can only shake my head. Will somebody with some brains take the helm please?
I hear the service will start November 15th. We'll see. I wonder if there will be further demonstrations of violence against fellow islanders using the superferry?
Wednesday, October 31, 2007
Monday, October 01, 2007
Thursday, August 02, 2007
Monday, July 30, 2007
Saturday, July 28, 2007
Thursday, July 26, 2007
Monday, July 23, 2007
. . . and getting older. He's taller and has a lot more hair these days.
We went for a ride on the Maita'i catamaran and got toasted by the sun. I can still feel the heat on my face. Ow.
This was taken back at the Sand Bar with B sitting a respectful distance from the bar. Hotel policy is silly since it serves food on the premises. The policy goes against all protocols and good manners. It's as if the hotel management doesn't trust their employees, like the bartenders, not to serve alcohol to someone that is obviously under 21.
Saturday, July 21, 2007
Friday, May 25, 2007
I finally got to meet T's nephew, D, along with his friends who are also serving in the Marines. The resemblance is uncanny, a young T, and just as real a human being as T. Can the world be so lucky?
D is in the Marines, training here in Hawaii. The odds that he would be here on the island and T bumping into him at the Waikiki Sand Villa Resort checking into a room was an amazing work of bon chance.
Hearing T and D talking, solidified the stories T told us of his nephew and brothers and sister. What a family. T's really proud of D. Easy to understand that.
It pains me that he may have to go to Iraq, unless there is a sharp change in war plans. To join the military puts you in a position to pull duty you may not care for. I wonder if he understands that? I convinced myself that I did when I joined the Army and ended up going to Viet Nam. I realized, of course, I didn't have a clue. And me from a military family!
My wish for D is that he does his duty well and not succumb to the propoganda machine worth a couple of long paragraphs, but I shan't go there.
I don't care what some people may negatively say about a young person serving in the military. It can be done if you remember who you are, where you came from and why you joined in the first place. From what I've gathered from T, D's a fine boy from a good Italian family with good solid upbringing. My wish is that T's nephew survives the military unscathed.
He's no terrorist for the US of A as some would suggest. He's just a boy who feels he's doing the right thing. I can understand that.
Saturday, May 19, 2007
Thursday, May 10, 2007
Wednesday, April 18, 2007
Saturday, April 14, 2007
Auwe, so sad. At first, when I heard that the local talent Don Ho passed away, I thought it was a joke, and a tasteless one at that. Another era marked for history among the islanders. Auwe.
Good-bye Don. You will not so easily be forgotten. I'll still hear your songs in my mind and I'll certainly keep them in my heart. Thanks for the songs that kept my head on straight when I lived on the Mainland. Thanks for the songs that brought me back home.
Sing with the angels.
Saturday, March 17, 2007
Kahi came on shift and looked like he had a hangover, but actually, he's a dad and the kids are tiny, so you can deduce that he's been busy changing diapers and bottle feeding the tikes all day and night.
Nah, sounds more interesting that he tied one on, yeah?
Friday, March 16, 2007
This can only mean one thing, if we have nearly rainless winters. Dry summers. Brush fires. Doom, gloom, despair, water rationing and more construction on the water table lands (a smart move by some college graduayte (misspelling intended).
Saint Pat's Day is tomorrow. The boys will be out celebrating their Irishness. I'll be drinking green drinks (mmmmmmmm). Gotta find a shamrock to go with my green shirt. Betcha Dwane's got a million trinkets I can choose from. Dontcha Dwane?
Wednesday, February 28, 2007
Tuesday, February 27, 2007
Sunday, January 07, 2007
Even with a new Congress, I tend to believe it will not improve with the new members holding the reins of power, however fragile their grip. Sorry, Ms. Pelosi, but I see little changes for 2008. Call me a pessimist.
Knowing humanity as I do, and I'm no expert mind you, the "Culture of Corruption" is here to stay for a loooooooong time.
Saturday, January 06, 2007
I slept like for more of the day and well into the night. Dwane thinks I should see the doctors, but I think I just need to hibernate a little more to feel human again. Sux to feel like an animal.
Come sleep, take me!
Friday, January 05, 2007
High winds pretty constant and I'm wondering if I should really take out that old sweat shirt and wear it to work.
Nah, there's no snow outside. This is Hawaii!
Wednesday, January 03, 2007
Dwane and I have been together for almost 14 years. We knew each other since we were well into our middle age. Now, we're really hitting the wall . . . okay, kidding.
Sitting in the new part of the lobby, the Sand Bar moved to, I feel, a nicer location. It sure was fun. Poor Dwane had a slight cold, but he fared well, seeing in the new year.
What the heck was I smiling so much about?
Though he passed on, his spirit is with us still. We dressed him up for the new year.
What a guy.
Happy New Year Bob! Love the hat.
Of course, you can't have a celebration without our bud, Tom.
Happy 2007 everyone.
Can we hold off on the drinking for a while? I'm really think we need to exercise some temperance.