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.

What's that noise?

Oh shit, that'd be me coming out of hibernation, and the relative void that is work and home and life and stress and surf and ever eclipsing vortexi of shit like that!

Is vortexi a word? Hell if i know, but it sounds right.

Speaking of sounding right, or left for that matter, WTF is w/ Cokie Roberts? (I mean first of you got the worst nasal drug themed nickname right off the bat) It conjurs up visions of some bad Flock Of Seagulls 80's coke-party video, but I'll digress.

She figured in some speech that Hawai'i is a foreign land - OK I'll give her the benefit of the doubt and assume she has no clue of the year 1959, and the statehood thingy, but the spin doctors tried to shuffle it off as "well, Hawai'i tries to promote itself as exotic and foreign"

Hmmmmmmmm.

I think not, said doofus boy.

And on the subject of being totally incoherent, Kekoa Kahananui (grandson #2 for those keeping a box score) - Had his 1st baby luau the other day which is a great deal of the reason for lotssssssssssssss of OT work at Fire, and 2nd job duties at the Moana.

Taro Brand Poi

The first thing on the B-day morning is getting up and getting to this place at the wonderful time of 630, and hour-and-a-half later than I shoulda. It's downtown near the docks and thats always and adventure. 35 pounds of the wonderous sticky goodness that is Poi.

Dee-Lite Bakery

Then it's off to the Dee-Lite bakery, to pick up the chunk-a-lunka's B-Day cake. I love the name Dee-Lite Bakery. It reminds me of the old time names of buisness like "Dew-Drop Inn" or "Clem's Motorcycle repair and Coffee Emporium" - Maybe not so much on the second one, you know my humour, it's a tad off kilter.


The one that actually stayed readable


Of course with all the running around picking up shi...shtuff and such, I apparently braked too hard some where along the line and the 2nd cake inscription turned into instead of Happy - B-Day Roo (his nickname) it looked something like the translation of War & Peace into Chinese.

Oh well.


No that sand was there already , dear


I didnt stop for a surf check.

I didnt

OK, maybe just a peek.

Just a small kine skoshi look.

OK, damn thats why I was late to the Poi

Of course there is al kines of food, family and friends.







Then you got some killer views from Cathy's cousins ranch in Waimanalo, on the Winward side of the island.


From the Luau area


Rabbit Island (Manana)

Momhawaiianmark came over from the big island and stayed with us for a day before jet-setting back to the quiet that is Honoka'a on the Big Isle.

On a innaressing note, I found what I think is 16mm film of my parents wedding from 1957, I sent it to get it changed into DVD and in 3 weeks it should be wild to find out. Not to mention if it is; the sights of Honolulu in '57 versus now should be amazing, not to mention in plain english.

I plan on blowing my parents mind with it.


He crashed on the way there.


...and was a terror the whole dang party; eating everything (raw fish, soy beans, poi, tako poke, lomi lomi salmon, and everything else)


I did some chasing of Kaleo, I did.

But it's all good, I needed the exercise. Yeah, riiiiiiiiight.



Play with your food, its healthy


Kowboy Kekoa


And thats a wrap.


Take care and thanks for the good thoughts.


Aloha as always.

Surf

Been having long days and longer nights.

The thing is, the world has all these damn obstacles to happiness. And surfing; the water; it is a greater thing than god imagined. He doesnt get the credit I deserve to give him for all that it does for me.

My mind is racing so fast now, and the dreams that are invading my sleeping hours are haunt filled and really frikkin weird.

Basically, I am scared.

Then I see these bright blue eyes of KJ, and the damn shit dont seem so bad.

But it really, really, it is.

I'm going surfing tomorrow.

Sunday.

Blessed church of the open sky will be my apse.

and water will be my communion.

See ya.

Aloha.

Another tale of surf.

From the sea to the mountains, I am lucky.

Please Forgive Me...

The surf has been really good. I am 10 shades of burnt.



Damn, its been sweet.

Even yet more surf!

Oh my, 2X surf yesterday, and more soon, sorry Kohnster!


Sweet!

Surf, Pink Hell Closed, And Moana

Had a good surf a rama, and The pink is done. Moana view of where I work.

Agood day of surf, and more more to come...

Surfed today, and work tomorrow at the Moana Surfrider. The new hell. Its good 'tho they have good staff. I am impressed after 1 shift alone.

Surf should come up even more tomorrow.

Mai came home from the big island today as well, and starts summer school in the AM.

Take care, Aloha.

June 08 Vegas

We sure had a killer time. No doubt about it. The winds blew hard on fortune for us.

We won more than we lost, and we met up with Kenny and Imelda. Who took us to the Haufbrau Haus, where we proceeded to eliminate quite a bit of the beverages there.





And then there is the spankings. Somewhere in bavaria, I think there is a real clown having a good laugh at various peoples arses expense.

This night was more fun than the 2 of us have had in years. Mahalo so much Kenny and Imelda. You guys just plain flat out rock.

Welcome to the Ohana.

Who da guy?


Right after hitting a Royal Flush on day 1.

Yes!!


From the housekeepers at Golden Nugget

This little note made our stay. On checkout day, the housekeepers left this note. It just made me all warm and mushy inside.


The Craps Wall Of Fame

And finally, in homage to those craps guys throwing for and hour or more, the wall of fame. We always kid each other on where my plaque is gonna go.......

Aloha.

Exxxxit; Stage leeeeft.

Ok I only gotta -

Get Mai to school, get the funds, get the grandkeiki set, get the house and lot and farm and jeeezus i got soooooo bloody much stuff to complete in a few hours and the day has just rambled on already and its only 6 AM.

Anyways, outta here for a few, stay safe all.

Aloha for Vegas land again.

Down to 2 1/2 hours left of pink.

Its with a tear in my eye that the pink shuts its doors.


From the damn dust and sand prolly; but nah, I'll miss the Ohana here.

2 Days till LV.

Psyched.

Aloha.

KJ and The Bruddah "Keek-a-roo"

KJ turned 2 over the weekend. Thursday to Friday I worked 48 hours straight at Fire. That so I can take off for Vegas next Tuesday with the wife/love of me life for a damn well earned vacation THAT WILL NOT BE INTERRUPTED THIS TIME like Halloweens was.

Ack!

Pink closes on Sunday morning.

Oh man I can hardly wait.

Then on the 9th, day after we get back, I start at the Moana Surfrider.

It'll be the white hell

It is the OLDEST hotel.

Why these things happen to me I know.

It is because I dont say No.

Sheesh.

Aloha!

THANK YOU ALL VETS.


Aloha.

Mr. Moto turns 2

KJ Tree


KJ loves papaya, so this is his tree I reckon.

Anyhooo. Without a free moment or lack of quandry to rest ones brain bucket; you find that the lack of O2 to the brain makes for some innaressing actions.

Saywhat?

Yah I thought so. Its like you know where you are going, and all of a sudden you are all ready there, and yet do not know how the hell you travelled there.

Its been like this for a while now, sheesh.

Soon enough, break time!

Aloha.

*andwherethehellisthesurf?

Eeee - O - Eleven

Mr. Sammy Davis jr. sang about the wonderous number 11 in craps.

I can hardly wait to dig out from this rock of happiness and head Vegas bound, that my craps shootin' hand is itchy.

Well, that and the fact that this bloody hotel is driving me bonkers; it should be a innaressin' few weeks before they shut the doors on June 1st.

Had 24 hours at Fire, and backed that up w/ 12 hours of OT, making for 36 hours straight, then right to here this afternoon.

Eh.

I gotta job, and I shouldbe thankful as all hell. I am, but yet the doofus in me only tends to see the extreme dipshited-ness of some of the managers here.

$225.00 for a bottle of JW black scotch is pushing it a bit, ya think?

Whatevers.

The dang volcanic haze and lack of surf that I can get to, is playing mind games with doofus boy here.

Kaleo is a ocean's worth of enthusiasim; he makes me 'sit down, Papa!!' to play 'Hot2wheels' with him. The days fly by in his life. He'll be 2 in a week. Jeezus.

I'll shut my trap, and hold my nose, and keep on keepin' on.

Soft breezes and crisp noodles to you all.

Aloha.

The countdown to closure.

Well, its under a month now. Good old Pinkish hell is closing the pink entry for 8 months on June 1st. 26 years of this stuff is gonna seem not-so-bad.




I am full of shit.


Management has embarked on a amazing way of proving that intelligence is a earned commodity. With every passing day they amaze me. We have 555 rooms. We have 24 hour in-room dining. We have a ocean front fine dining restaurant.

We have morons running the show.

Suited ones have cut staff (gee, think they are trying to save on unemployment pay?) Nooooooooooo. Workers have started having frequent "at work" accidents. The plans call for eliminating part of the restaurant, and making the bar bigger, and creating a tropical lagoon pool area.

Didnt they notice the huge freaking Pacific? I mean, it is right there. Of course, they cant know what the staffing will be for the new locations...Duh! Hmmmmm. Wonder if it'll be less? Or the fact that a bar creates more revenue than a restaurant, with more tables turned, etc. Lower overhead and all that bottom line shit.

The little hitler that is the Food & Bev manager staffs 1 waiter for Room service. 1. As in singular.

Its a 500 room Hotel. SUPPOSEDLY 4 star.

There is a cloud or 2 blocking that star rating, I reckon.

But i did go surfing this morning.

Kinda like staying at a Holiday Inn, only wetter.

Aloha.

Volcanic Haze/Dawn Patrol/Red skies at morning.

I am so blessed. I really am.



Whats Below.
Surf Above
Mr. KJ
Run!

Dawn, red as blood.
Dawn boogie boarder cut back
The first light of red this AM.
A view I like.

Went for a dawn surf, at 5AM after getting done at The Pink at 1130. Couldnt sleep. So tossed until 5, and got coffee, and hit the beach.


I lucked out, and then went back and picked up KJ for a swim at the same spot.

Aloha.

When there is no surf and I have too much free time...

I end up making reservations for Vegas. Right after good ol' Hotel De Hell closes.

See ya there June 3rd to the 8th.

Why do I do these things?

Damn it.