Friday, January 25, 2008

Hoppin' Friday night in Waialua

Hi All,
Well, it's a hoppin big Friday night on the N. Shore. All the local kids are congregated at the one light on the bathroom building of the beachpark 3 doors down. Probably just waiting for the cockfights to get going. Tom, i'll try to restrain myself from throwing down a benjamin when I hear the bloodthirsty crowd send up a cheer for the victorious fowl.

We just got back from "town" (Honolulu) where we went to Gordon Biersh for dinner.
Not bad. As a cultural diversion we went to the top of Aloha tower which, though thrilling, pales by comparison to many of the towers in the world you probably have been on or in.
All in all, the girls were not that impressed with the scene at Aloha Tower Marketplace.
My takeaways from today:
1) The Euro is strong, I think a german speaking tour company would do well here these days, though that is probably not news to you if you have been skiing already this year.
2) Although the Yen is not strong, all the shops still cater to the Japanese tourists and are therefore completely empty. Some poor old store clerk lady who spoke only broken english looked really pissed when we didn't buy a super ugly one piece bathing suit that would have fit Shelby that was only $40. It was kinda like, "Well, I walked all the way from around my counter over here to this rack with one girls size suit on it, pulled it off the rack AND held it up for you in all it's pink out of style ugliness, so the least you could do is buy the damn thing you selfish haoule's." Well aloha to you too, sweetie but no thanks. (oops, i'm channelling Dennis Leery now, sorry.)
3) Gordon Biersch can still make a decent hefeweizen.
4) The Island is crowded once you get out of Wialua.
5) If Weatherstone lost it's rep per Steve's note, then the rep was sadly undeserved in the first place.
6) KoKee frogs suck. In fact, a buddy of mine that lives "in town" sells for the YellowPages here and lives in Hilo once a year for two months. Apparently the place is completely infested with those little buggars, and Jim was 100% right. Like every unwanted "foreign" pest here, it will surely someday make it's way around the islands and ruin someones sleep very near to here. Until then, I have the roosters, doves, finches, crickets and geckos to sub-in for them.
7) Everything is expensive here. Milk: $6.49 a gallon; Life Cereal: $6.89 a box (on sale!) Charmin Toilet paper: $6.49 for a 6 roll bag. Yes people, it's even expensive to crap in Hawaii. I for one, will be engineering an extra fold into my routine somehow and will have to have a chat with the girls about the ginormous wads that they have become accustomed to. Consider it my contribution to curbing global deforrestation while not completely depleting the college fund.
8) Bottled water (unbranded) was 5.99 for a case...not too bad. But then, I look at the receipt and there's a $1.20 charge for HI Bev. deposit and another $.24 for Hi Bev. fee. Whatever.
9) Male hula dancers working a welcome line for a booze cruize look like they would give almost anything to not be male hula dancers doing that. One of them actually did a giant YAWN in the middle of one of the girls' routines. I guess it was kinda like the farm team for Germaine's "too good to miss" Luau or something and let's just say that it was clear that they were already out of the playoffs.

and FINALLY

10) Its 80 degrees, the sun shines here and it sets over palm trees, the turquoise water laps at the golden sand and it makes everything else OK.

Oh, and I found a fishin' buddy. He's got a little boat, which will be nice on the fuel, works for Avaia one month on one month off (sounds like a pretty good gig to me) and hopefully we'll figure out a way to get out and get some fish.
G-nite.
B.

Wednesday, January 23, 2008

background info

If you did not read my first couple of posts on the family blog go there and check them out first.
http://sedgtrip.blogspot.com

That way you will "get" the rooster jokes. One thing I noticed in my first couple of posts on the other blog was that I was not writing some pretty funny things (at least I thought they were funny) so thought i'd start this new blog.

For example, if you read my first post from the islands I talk about the roosters, what a pain that they are and the fact that I found out that cock fighting is something that happens here fairly openly. Yes, apparently there is a cock fighting ring here on the north shore. You see how this type of dialog, wait...no it's a monologue... could quickly go to the gutter. I never thought I could use the words cock and ring in the same sentence without it being some type of review of adult, ahem, accessories.

Aloha,
b.

Here we go...adults more suited for this one...

Initially, I posted this on the other blog, but reading it I thought two things...one...it is too long for kids to be interested and two I think my humor is both over their heads and probably inappropriate, so here ya go. If you are stil interested in my ravings...read on.

The symphony is all around us. Well at least around our house beginning at 3:45 am. First it's the roosters, and then the doves and the finches join in at about six. This is great. Sort of like a free ticket to Carnegie hall every day! Yea~! Convincing? ay yie yie...

A quick visage into the depths of my soul...as we pulled into Haleiwa this afternoon, a large chicken sort of strutted across the road in front of my car. My impulse was to gun the engine and muster the massive horsepower of our minivan and leave that bird as nothing more than a skidmark. To smash it into oblivion as a reminder to all domestic fowl to fear me and observe a quiet existence in my presence. I did not do that, but thought I might as well confess my unfulfilled fantasy to the general public and add one more reason to not run for public office someday. It was lucky it was a hen.

Most of the past few days have been spent running around the island getting food, medical supplies and today had a couple of Dr. appointments. Heidi found an MD here about 5 min. away that she liked and had some testing done for another MD in TN that has some theories about our situation. So, in short we (read Heidi and I) have not really had much fun yet. Hopefully tomorrow we will be able to get on the beach and hang out w/ the girls. I did manage to get my feet wet today as the sun went down.

The weather has been a little cool by HI standards. Quite a bit of rain and clouds today and in the mid 70's. Generally, this is as bad as HI weather gets unless there's a giant storm over the islands. I think tomorrow will be sunny. Days begin calm with surf in the 5-7 range and then get windy at about 11. At 4 or so, the winds die down and the skeeters come out, but the water is awesome around then.

Yesterday, I did get the line in the water, but did not get anything. I reeled up a missing hook, so think I was cut off by a barracuda, which are prevalent here. Joe, it took me about 4 casts to get the 975 dialed in and distant. That reel is sweet. I'm having a little size envy with the neighbors here and their gigantic surf casting rods, so I might need to break down and buy one. I did cast mine as far as they were, but the hight of the line on the beach leaves me with some fear that i'll clothesline one of the joggers-by. I'm "hanging loose" on the offshore fishing until we figure out how to get some coverage for Heidi. I really can't leave the house at this point because getting around for her is not an option without some help. Its mostly the getting up from these low chairs that presents the problem, but nobody wants to be stuck in the same place for hours at a time, as much as I might try to convince her the importance of fresh fish, etc... Just kidding.

Shelby had a fever yesterday afternoon and slept from about 2pm through the night, except when she came in at 3:40am to let me know she was still not feeling well. I think the Roosters felt sorry for her too, because as soon as she got back to sleep that's when they started up. I think that some earplugs are going to be cheaper and easier to come by than C4, so I'll try that next. Thankfully, by this am, she was feeling better. I on the other hand passed out at about 3:30 for an hour because I am getting sleep deprived.

I'll close with a funny Country island anecdote today. As I perused the classifieds this afternoon at the clinic, I noticed a funny one. It read something like this under PETS:

Cute little ducklings, furry and free to a good home. NOT FOR EATING. call 808...

Looks like i'm not the only one with homicidal domestic fowl thoughts on the brain, though ducks are last on my long list.
Pau4nau , B.