More power and stuff

All day slave-ism for me, it is OK, tho' made Noodles for dinner for the troops. Kaleo is whining a whole bunch, but as they say - Life or a resonable facsimile - goes on!








Aloha!

Electricity and Sink

Kohnster came and assited the remodelling-challenged with adding a outlet for the jacuzzi tub.

He didnt electrocute me. Nor I him, altho' I did kinda try. I guess in a sense I did; since he is getting a vasectomy on Tuesday. Where the getting nutered fell in with this, I have no idea. Then again, there is reason for everything I 'magine.

Got a really good deal on a bath room sink - 50 bucks off craigslist (again!) for a Kohler Sink valued at $150 - $175, so thats a score I reckon. Ordered a behind the lua (toilet) storage thingy made of recycled glass and faux bamboo, for the kiddo to throw things on the floor around.

Last week at FIRE we got our annual statement of vacation and sick leave taken.

Besides the time off from the wonderful moped incident, I took a grand total of .....




1 day vacation last year.


When we went to Vegas last year I swapped one day with another guy, and had to call in sick as we had guys on vacation already, and I had booked the trip, so call in sick was all I could do. I dont like to call in sick, if I aint, some twisted dedication and all that BS, I guess, good old company dweeble. Me.

I'm not bitching, just sayin' I am plodding along with the bathroom, so we will see, wont we?

Aloha!


Here's a link to tsome TV coverage of The Pink Grand Re-opening Gala

Handy Manny figures his shit out

So I got the stuff in right. Now all I gotta do is hook up electrical, and plumbing, and tile, and sink, toilet, floor......

Surf Room is dead, now to Azure, the color

Some pix of the new restaurant. No more beach front, Little Kenny. Now we got 500 dollar a day cabanas laying empty.

Tearing out the kids (Maile's) bath,remodelling. Got a Kohler Devonshire Whrilpool Jacuzzi tub (1200 retail) for 400 bucks on craigslist; brand new still in the box,....and not stolen.

Did some of the frame-in......and then was told I put it in backwards. Ah fuck, wasted 2 days doing that, doofus boy.

It's all good.

Maybe.

Diluted Propaganda

Why, Helllllloooooooooooooooooo.

I have absolutely (there is that damn word again) no idea where time and space are going. But I do have some serious swing playing on the radidio; (some D. Martin - "forever cool") and eventho' I am planted at the glorious pink storied palace, I will continue on forthwith.

'Cause you know, gawdamnit, that thats WTF they want ya ta dues, dontcha know?

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I can bitch like a mofo when things arent the way they aint suppose to be. And a'course when the thrid reich is spewing its interminable pablum of "luxury collection" verbage and assorted pieces of eight, it better damn well be backed up.

See, I am all about backing up your shit. you talk it, you better walk it. You want aloha spirit personified? You got it. You want bend over back-a-wards to capitulate to your ever expanding demands? Shoots. I will.

Bet your ass that you better not dilute to nothing the crap you attempted to force feed. That "we'll do anything with in moral,decent, and legal realms" mantra better not get thrown out the window at the FIRST challenge to that dictum.

'Cause your word is all you got, and your actions better not reverse when the damn events turn against your privvy ass, ..... dear.

I may be a 50 year old surf rat, a firefighter and Kolohe Papa, but if you want to spew shit, you better get the baby wipes, cause you gonna need to clean up after yerself, Holmes.

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Ah, that feels sooooooo much better.

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At least for now.

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I'll get some pix up of the restaurant as it exsists soon.

Aloha all.






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Oh yeah, if you are in the bottom corner of the state of Nevada in the end of May till June 1st.........


We'll be there!





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I had to have something to look forward to, ya know.





Aloha once more.

And thats the fact, jack

Life in the fire house is totally a realm of its own. Lemme put it this way - you know what your job is, you know what ya gotta do. Kohnster was my engineer at beloved station 5 for years. You got my back is 1 phrase you carry along with gusto. i hope all I work with know I got their back.

Its like this - I'd sacrifice my life for him.

Why? I know he'd do the same.

Altho' the damn stooge might not see me...a long story I'll tell ya some other damn post.

The other pix is the other one I'd go thru hell and bring back Satans frikkin horns for.

Patience, dedi-ma-frikking-cation people, thats what life as we live it is all about.

Aloha.

Keep smiling!

(UNdercover Aunty Amelia; god bless ya)



Kohnster & Me

Him and Her

'elemakule kolohe tutu kane

Ok man. I just got up leave me alone!
Now I am ready to holoholo!
The face of pure joy of pineapple!
A very old, very beat, very thankful kanaka ma oli.

Warm feelings to you all.

Aloha.

I believe

I believe that the water has many redemptive qualities that I have yet to understand


Youse talkin to me?


...and that full moons really mess with my sleep.

Really i am tring to be less stupid. It just seems that stupid keeps coming out.

Oh well.

It is re-opening time

The Royal Hawaiian (a luxury collection resort) is getting ready for the grand opening on the 20th of January. So yours truly has been in the process of serious brain washing indoctrination of the wheres whys and hows of what the Royal Hawaiian Resort (we aint no damn hotel no more , mofo's) is to be.

Exquistely presented for for your unique perusal is some shots from your resident psychopath.

You see, I have been instructed that the requsite verbage to be used at the RESORT is now to be on the lines of the Queens english so that the visitors paying ....598 rack rate (thats THE CHEAPEST) will know how well we are there at there beck and call since they have....


Money.


Nothing like having your own personal servant running around for you, eh?


All in all, they seem to mean well. I mean the management, the staff, the SS....(kidding!)... We will await and see WTF happens. 26 years here, I am juxt waiting to see what this change brings. Def will be innnnnaresssing (homage to Neil)

Peace on Earth good will & all that jazz

Sinfest Sunday

Rap me out a tune for 2009.

Aloha.

Who turned off the lights?

Hey, I PAID my damn electric bill. You coulda powered the entire island with the power that is consumed by the crew that reside in my hale (ha-lay, thats home) ... Maybe all the islands. Any who, cooking rice in the old style way this morning after working in the dark at the hotel. At least it was after Christmas, before Kwanzaa, and around Hanuka or Chanuka or Festivus or whatever you wanna celebrate or not, and visit homes with a "Awake" pamphlet and long dresses and suits on 90 degree afternoons....I digress; sorry Jehovahs.


Photo from Rob Rock


I guess this flash is what caused all the power faults. At least it was pretty?


Photo T. Reis


So the visitors to aloha-land had a unexpected faux-pas to the excursion into paradissimo. You'd be surprised (no, you wouldnt) at the shitski they try to pull. I didnt realize that the acts of God were my fault; apparently they are. But WTF, its OK.

And U thought MY driving is bad?

The mo'opunas got an electric 4 wheel drive terroist vehicle for which to destroy the neighborhood. (my neighbors are gonna love me EVEN more) Somehow, the son 1 or 2 figured out how to jack the speed on the damn thing so if you WANT to follow them, you have to run.


I tell you, he doesnt KNOW!


Kaleo and nephew Asa, at the helm, waiting for freedom and pedestrians.


And HECO (hawaiian electric) a big Pfffffffft! since this happens way toooooo often, and last time I checked we werent a 3rd world country.



Shit, I may be wrong about that.


Aloha.


?wheres my damn lighter?



* Obama hung out at the beach the other day, ate at the shopping center I have Kona Brews at, and in general I am DAMN proud.


Ok, Pau.

Mele Kalikimaka

Merry Christmas all.

Take care, hope you all caught a good time w/ loved ones......


Aloha,

Mark

Hike

Hope you enjoy.








Aloha

A'ole

When you get in the habit of never saying no, there in a myriad of spinning webs and dust bunnies lying under the well meaning act of saying yes.

Yeah thats a WTF, if there ever was, and ebver will be one.


Rain


You can gain a lot from watching people; you can also get yourself in a mess of trouble if when you are in a really piss-poor mood, and somebody stares and comments at you the wrong way. Then you can kick yourself in the ass for all the days that passed where you didnt get pissed, and you didnt lose your temper, and you didnt freak the fuck out, and you didnt get that big old piece of wood and break the fuck outta it. Of course, you dont get credit for time served in this business; no sir, you get no due. Nope. Just lose your wicket for one fucking moment. And all bets are off.

Oh well. You can still gain alot from watching people. The way they act, the way they move in space, the countenance they orchestrate.

So watch and see.

Aloha.

Kaleo James

Full

Kaleo James @ 2



Took Kaleo to visit my mother in law at the care home w/ the wife. He was playing with the bed and snapped this soooo busted pix of him.





They get big really, really fast,

Deep fried 6 turkeys yesterday; then worked at the Moana's Beach Bar for holiday pay for 8 long hours.

Most of the patrons were pretty cool.

Most got pretty buzzed.

Shoots, Aloha

Hope all had a good 1.

11-11-85

You were so cool.

We'd sit and eat veggies and mayonaise, with shoyu.

You drove that SS Chevelle too fast, and tended gardens so slowly.

6 pearls and 1 stone, and what a diamond you were to me.

I didnt know you spoke fluent Hawaiian for too long; what stories Tutu Lily must have told you.

Riding horseback from Kaupo to the big city(!); gathering goods thrown from the barge.

Smoking that sweet smelling tobacco, I loved playing with your ultra-hip lighter.

Seeing you everyday when running off the field, and yelling "Herb" intead of Herb.

Forgetting your hearing aid and swimming; you drove Grandma nuts.

I'll always love you.

Me Ke Aloha Pumehana, my Tutu Kane.

Today.

There tends to be times when things are as difficult as can be. You know how when things come in threes? Or when that one fricking spot don’t come out as in some stain? Or perhaps it is the interpretation of what you said that isn’t comprehended by the other that you are speaking to?

WTF?

Yeah that’s what I mean.

You know there are days that come in droves; those days when the influx of crap is undeniably un-defendable. There is no way you will defeat the crap attack. There is no way the defender of the goal will keep the offending offense from scoring at will; cause “It aint gonna happen, Jules.”

Yeah that’s the ticket; you can just sense the downward spiral of intoxicating fluids coursing through your veins, adept at avoiding the sanity indicators. Every stop light you come to is red. Fucking 8 minimum grocery line has the new cashier, the one with 3 fingers and smells.

Fucking karma.

Oh but it isn’t karma, dude. It is not, cause you be living right, eh?

No it aint. It is just the fucking way shit happens. Shit happens. People fucking die. And your loans don’t get approved, and fucking shit happens, man.

You get responsibility placed at your dining room table; and you ache at the chance to prove to yourself; ANYONE, that fucking shit don’t happen this way. That by doing right, by trying, by giving it that good old fucking college try; that shit wont happen that way.

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

It jives to the left, you jump to the right, and you man the fuck up. Well, yeah maybe.

Quit the fucking whining, and see the fact of the matter as you are fucking lucky, you are fucking blessed, you are fucking breathing, living, loving, existing in this “Lipstick on pit bull” fucking world.

(What the fuck is with that? They garrans ballbearings don’t have a fucking Pit Bull)

Quit the fucking crying ass shit.

Because I was in charge today.

Yeah and it was OT.
And during that OT we had building fire, a overturned Kayak, a HAZMAT incident, a inaccessible brush fire, and assorted dramas. Before it was 12:30 in the afternoon; when I was to get off.

We also had the 911 call from a firefighters wife that he had hung himself in the bathroom; listened to her cries and pleas for help and assistance; her begging for the neighbor to help cut him down, and his heartless “I have a bad back”. We had to notify the chiefs, and assorted critical incident stress de-briefers. He coded; and died.

And now I am at the fucking Hotel; listening to the bitching of people over 13 dollar burgers.

Aloha.

Hug someone.

Hay is for horses, grass is for cows.

Whinney.

For all that it is worth; (which in these gosh darn, funnin' econonic times) ainta tad much over zip, for the life of meself cant rescue my ass from a hole in the ground.

Huh?

Like I know.

Grandkiddo Kaleo walked in the bedroom the other morning ( which, since it has been muggy as hell) had the AC on (thereby depleting the ozone layer, my bank account and the federal reserve all in one fell swoop) and stated -

"It is cold in here"

Of course not being one to argue with a 2 year old who is obviously smarter than I, I immediately realized the ironic statement he had made.

Smart kid, that 1.

Economix conflagurations notwithstanding, the tourist industry in aloha - land has been damned to eternal hell by the Jerry Falwell of the tourist trade - high friggin' air fares

But - The Moana is head above the rest in being that the clientle are coming in droves from Europe, Aussie land and points where the $ VS. (whatever the damn currency that aint dinars) is.

Eh.

The Pink hell re-opens in all its grandiose on January 20, 2009.

I'll be turning fifty.

I have not surfed in many days.

Thats it.

Aloha, stay warm.

Stay well.

Void

Damn it.

Thats what I thought.

Damn it to Nth degree.

You know your in that void when the lemonade that yo made from the lemons that were given are not only way tooooo sour; but putrid as well.

But I did fart around with Kaleo & Kekoa, and Mai was picked up from school.

And the freaking sun will prolly come up tomorrow.




Albeit 777 points lighter.



Aloha.

Hi, I'm Mark and I am a Doofus.

You know what? What? I am a doofus.

No shit sherlock! It aint like the powers that be never notice! Hey! Being trampled afoot by those who you aloha is to be expwcted, no?

Douche bag, you put a 'w' where a 'e' was supposed to go, moron.

Typical.

Ahhh the battles in my head; there is someone in there; but its not me.

(plagirism courtesy Pink Floyd, thank you very much)

I could shine on like a crazy diamond, but not right now. I busy.

The old doofi has been working as much as he can at the jobs 1 & 2, but the damn biotch of the situation is that shit is not cutting it, thanks GWB, oil companies, the moon, the fucking wind and anyone else that i really care to freaking blame.

Now me has gots to go and work a whole friggin bunch more hours at the NEW PINK - (the Moana) - good staff; not me who is bitching; god bless drunken bar patrons)

But WTF - (using all that goddamn cool text abbrev, donycha know) I will FKNG survive.

Maybe.


Ther eaint no swells on the horizon, BTW.



(oooooooOOOOooOooOoOoooo, more cool text abbrev!)



Grant me a pass, friends, Aloha to you all.


Me just vent, me just vent.

Mahalo, Edgar.

I have surfed for over 35 years. Never had any pictures of said act of better than sex addiction of mine.

Thanks, Edgar for something that means a lot to me, that my own family doesnt get......

Its Surf Time

Went for a surf; I am 20 shades of bummed, and not really too clear, but hey its all good.

Shit; Thats better.

Full Moon; Surf

Had the full moon fever the other night at Fire; every manic and there speed freak friends were out and about causin havoc.

Its all good tho' Surfy yessterday and surf today.

10 shades of burnt.