life in the old lane

This little bitch is the most energetic dog on the planet. She cheerfully powers her master’s skate board all over the village. She also does Frisbee in and out of the water. And dives off the pier and seawall. Her owner doesn’t swim much (you can not swim and smoke dope at the same time) so she doesn’t do long distance swimming. But, she’ll chase a ball in or out of the water as far as you can throw it. If you don’t throw the ball – she’ll toss it in the surf and chase it.

As for me, I did chores today. But, it was nice and warm. Better than doing chores in freezing cold.

Worked on my new Palace web page today. And tweaked some recipes for the Palace cookbook.

Too much time behind the Airness.

Our big surf contest didn’t get off today. So, all the invitees will return to where ever they came from until the next time. 2 dozen or so guys get invited to attend. And, they are on “alert” from Dec 1 until Feb 28. When the conditions look right – they all hop on planes and go to Oahu. If it doesn’t happen – they leave. Only to hop on a plane next time a big swell is expected.

According to the NY Times, our favorite witch has formed a political action committee. Guess that is easier than getting a real job. Even a job on FoxNews.

Time for me to step away from the computer. Spent all day working on my new improved web site for the Palace where Carlton volunteers. I owe them. They keep Carlton busy four days a week. huliheepalace.net It is all done with “Google Sites”.

In Hawai’i, your dogs need to learn how to behave at the beach. Puppies are introduced to the ocean with the same loving patience that is extended to young children.

Everyone is hoping that our most favorite surf contest – The Quiksilver AKA The Eddie – will be run on Thursday. It only runs if the waves are over 20 feet. It is always held on the North Shore of Oahu. And, most years – it doesn’t happen. Check it out: http://theeddie.quiksilver.com/home.en.html

Had a sweet day off today. No domestic chores. No hunter gathering.

We had meatballs, cauliflower and rice for lunch. And, we’ll be having leftover salad type stuff and deviled eggs for dinner.

I am sorry for Steve Jobs. (And, Paul Allen). Because, without good health – you have nothing.

Hula concert this afternoon. And, dinner after. So, the cook had the evening off.

Speaking of off, the barge got off the rocks at high tide last night. And, it was back at anchor in the bay this morning.

All is well in exciting downtown Kailua.

We are over the rough sea scene. A big barge broke loose and washed up on the rocks. The biggest local boat – an elderly landing craft tried to get it floating again – but no luck. They will try again next high tide – in the middle of the night.

All the villagers who were not working went down to watch – we saw nothing happen. I am guessing that the audience will be smaller in the middle of the night. But, maybe not. After all, not much happens in Kona.

Still no tickets for the way home. I’m still looking at the Alaska 1st class tickets – but Mr C is not a fan of anything 1st class.

You couldn’t call it “Big Surf”, because it was (still is) too choppy for surfing. Just plain old fashioned “High Surf”.

Carlton, who gots not one ounce of good sense went out swimming in the Bay. The man got seasick. Yep. Seasick. Note to self: Do not take him anywhere on a boat, bus, train or car unless he is the driver. Planes (big ones) are usually OK.

Hawaiians love things in gallon jars. Pickled eggs, vienna sausage, all manner of cracked seed, dried seaweed, and cookies. We got a gallon jar of cookies for Xmas. To die for. A gallon of little cookies. Oxycontin for the mouth.

So, when the word comes down that I have terminal cancer – which family history says in a definite possibility – bring on a case of morphine  and a gallon of School Kine Cookies.

Plain old Kona winter today. Gray sky, cold temperature, junk ocean.

I curled up with a nice warm computer and worked on a “new improved” web site for Carlton’s Palace. Being lazy – I am playing with Google Sites.

All things Palin have been banished again from my world. She slipped back in on Saturday. But, my brain is much happier when I ignore all Palins.

More canoes.