HUMP DAY WEDNESDAY

THE REAL FLOSSIE

BEST FRIENDS

MYA

OLD AND NEW

PAU HANA FRIDAY

BEWARE: LOUIE VUITTON KNOCK OFF

NATIVE AMERICAN WISDOM

THE BOTTLE OF WINE

Sally was driving home from one of her business trips in  Northern Arizona when she saw an elderly
Navajo woman walking on the side of the road.

As the trip was a long and quiet one, she stopped the car and asked the Navajo woman if she would like
a ride.  With a silent nod of thanks, the woman got into the car.

Resuming the journey, Sally tried in vain to make a bit of small talk with the Navajo woman. The old
woman just sat silently, looking intently at everything she saw, studying every little detail,
until she noticed a brown bag on the seat next to Sally.

'What in bag?' asked the old woman.

Sally looked down at the brown bag and said, 'It's a bottle of wine. I got it for my husband.'

The Navajo woman was silent for another moment or two.

Then speaking with the quiet wisdom of an elder, she said: 'Good trade.

RICHIE

SAD NEWS

The unofficial mayor of Hanalei, our friend Richie, passed away.  He was a fixture at the Tahiti Nui and I always enjoyed seeing him there and buying him a beer or two.  I will miss him...RIP Richie..

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NAME THIS WATERFALL

ALL THAT JAZZ

LANCE AND WILLIE

"I think it is just terrible and disgusting how everyone has treated Lance
Armstrong, especially after what he achieved, winning seven Tour de France
races while on drugs.

When I was on drugs, I couldn't even find my bike."

- Willie Nelson

ESTHER WILLIAMS

My friend Mike sent me this photo of Esther Williams the other day.  

Esther Williams just passed away on June 6th, 2013 at the age of 92.

She was a competitive swimmer and actress and most of her movies

 included elaborate synchronized swimming scenes.

 

 

TGIF

FOUR PESOS (PART 9)

I am 65 years old now.  We just moved from a house on the ocean above Kauapea Bay into our house on Kalihiwai Ridge.  During the packing process for the move, I ran across an old cigar box filled with things from my past.  My elementary school patrol boy Captain’s badge, a few marbles that must have been special to me, a key chain with my second grade photo in it with the name of my second grade teacher, Miss Whitmyer, written in my precise second grade printing,   a quarter with a piece of paper taped around it with the words “gramps” written on it in my dad’s handwriting ( this was one of the quarters put on my grandfather’s eyes when he passed away…my sister got the other quarter), and finally two Puerto Rican pesos.  I had honestly forgotten about the pesos for decades. Of course one of the pesos was mine that Mya put in my hand almost 50 years ago.  The other peso was the one that Guy’s mom put in the same hand at his funeral service.  I can’t say for sure what happened to the other two pesos.  I guess the four pesos were just the symbol of a promise that we made to a beautiful, dark skinned woman when we were young.  Another promise made but not a promise kept. Sad, but in the words of Shirely MacLaine, “It is useless to hold a person to anything he promises while he is in love, lust, drunk, or running for office”.

THE END  

CARMEL

2013 ALL STAR MVP

MARIANO RIVERA

 verlander gives mo a hand

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2013 HOME RUN DERBY CHAMP

YOENIS CESPEDES

AN AMAZING TALENT, POWERFUL HITTER, EXCELLENT DEFENSE, BAZOOKA THROWING ARM, AND RECENTLY DEFECTED FROM CUBA

FOUR PESOS (PART 8)

I got a telephone call from Mrs. Leveque, Guy’s mom, one sunny Saturday afternoon when I was living on the beach in Ponte Vedre and teaching school in Jacksonville, Florida.  Guy was found decapitated on some railroad tracks in the Atlanta area.  I had heard that Guy had drug problems..and money problems.  Mrs. Leveque called because the coroner had sent Guy’s belongings to her and she found a single peso wrapped in a piece of paper with my name and the names of two others that she remembered Guy had been with in Puerto Rico and the Virgin Islands.  The wrapped peso was found in Guy’s front pocket.    She thought the peso might be something that Guy would want me to have so she was going to mail it to me from her home in Miami.  I was speechless.  No one close to me had ever died before and I felt like crap for not being a better friend and doing more than just hearing that Guy had a drug problem.  I thanked Mrs. Leveque and told her that I would drive to Miami for Guy’s service and she could just give me the peso when I saw her.  We hung up and I decided to try to call Johnny and Doug.  We hadn’t seen each other in a long time and I wanted to tell them about Guy.

(to be continued)

GOOD LISTENER 2

NO FRILLS

GOOD LISTENER

FOUR PESOS (PART 7)

Mya found us sleeping in the cabana the next morning.  She told us that she paid her cholu the 150 pesos he demanded from her own pocket to keep us out of danger.  We had a little bit of beer left over from the day before that was warm…but we shared it with her for our breakfast.  We also gave her the 4 pesos we had between us and promised to get her the rest of the money she paid her cholu before we left.  Mya took the fours pesos and placed one peso in each one of our hands and told us to keep them forever.  Since we were all close friends, she said we should use the single peso to bind us together, four as one,  and to use to send to one another if we ever needed help or were in trouble in the future.  After Mya said goodbye and left the cabana area,   we all laughed about how serious she was about her four amigos and four pesos, but were also happy that she told us to forget about the 150 pesos.  Although we said that we would do as she asked and keep the four pesos to use as a way to keep us all together and as a signal to each other that one or the other of us needed help,  I don’t believe any of us ever thought we would have the pesos past the next round of drinks.  None of us could have imagined just how important the four pesos became and the role they played in our lives beyond that sunny day in Puerto Rico.

(to be continued)

SUCKS

PEARL

EARL "THE PEARL" MONROE