Nah, not dat kine...don't we all wish.

But I've always had this mindset that whenever you had one holiday you automatically had a bonus day because now instead of a five day work week you got a four day work week.

Today is Feel Good Friday already and I'm still stuck on Thursday.

Wassap Wit Dat?

This week flew by already and next week - I have a feeling - is going to feel freakishly long. Hope everyone enjoyed their holiday/day off and had some fun. If not, here's a few jokes that were sent to me from da Kwonics & Lanceformers in da house!

Have a grrrrreeeeeeaaaaat weekend...the sun is out so get out there wit you spf 50 and soak up some sunshine!

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Guess what nationality?

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Give up?

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POLISH of course!!!!

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How you figah?

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Okay, take a look...

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So, wat were YOU thinking?

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Here's one for da Big Island peeps....

Kimo's father lived alone on the South side of the Big Island, known to us as... Ka'u. He wanted to dig his taro patch, but it was very hard work because the ground was too hard. (no nuff rain)...
 
So, his only son, Kimo, who used to help him, was in Kulani prison spending time. The old man wrote a letter to Kimo and explained his predicament...and da letter reads...

Dear Kimo,  
I am feeling pretty bad because it looks like I won't be able to plant my taro patch this year. I'm just getting too old to be digging up this hard soil. I know if you were here you would be happy to dig the taro patch for me and it wouldn't be a problem.  
Love, Dad

A few days later he received a letter from his son Kimo that read...

Dear Dad,  
No dig up the dirt in the taro patch. That's where I buried the body.
Love, Kimo
 
At 4 A.M. the next morning, FBI agents and local police arrived with an army of men and dug up the entire area without finding any bodies. They apologized to Kimo's dad and they left.

Later that same week Kimo's dad received another letter from Kimo...
 
Dear Daddy,  
You can go ahead and plant your taro now. That's the best I could do under the circumstances. Take care of the taro and make choke Poi.
Love you to da max, Kimo

(Dat Kimo one akamai bruddah that graduated from Ka'u High.)

Now dat was funny! Who says locals ain't edumacated?

Keep it coming and no shame if you like send email for say Wassap or vent or share. Thanks to all you dat have done already and as always, if you need a shout out, let me know.

shoots! k-den.

Everyday on my way home from work there sits da Manapua Truck on the corner of Hoolaulea and Moanalua Road at the base of the arching foot bridge.

I've noticed him before but I guess he's gotten more popular because even cars stop by on the way home to pick up their favorite snack. The cars are parked on the grass, lawn and side streets oblivious to traffic coming and going. I almost banged (got banged) more times than I can count by both pedestrians pounding their grinds and trying to walk at the same time while dealing with vehicles making illegal turns to get back on the main road.

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I no mind too much cause I already slowing down to make my turn and expect the famished people to not be in their right mind anyways but ahhh, doesn't thatbring back memories? Running across the street once you see da beat up old white Chevy van blaring some out of tune music with da sliding door open showing off all da snacks driving around?

Funny, I've nevah seen one haole do dat - always one Asian guy, usually one Chinee. Maybe cause the space so small dat only one Asian could fit. No need get all huffy and puffy - just one observation eh.

It was always good cheap grinds too! Bag noodles in da Ziploc or sandwich bag for fifty cents, pork hash - quarter, can soda - fifty cents. For two bucks or less you was au' good! Plus if you was lucky and early enough get some rice cake and some other stuff.

Not too much Manapua Van/Trucks any more - at least none that I see. Back in da day in intermediate (yeah, old school - they call 'em 'Middle School' now) da Manapua Man got banned and had to park supah far because of complaints from da neighboring homes - but nevah stop us. We was hungry and with all our after school activities and no transportation, da Manapua Man was a God send. Plus, we needed fffooood!

You got any Manapua Van/Truck stories? Favorite grinds? Any special concoctions you made? Your keiki get a chance fo' da Manapua Van experience? Another lost past time?

Extra shoyu and pepper please. 

Da Wife and I was watching some tv last night as we were recouperating from the weekend and began watching "So You Think You Can Dance". We've watched it before but last night was just too much for me.

With all the "reality" shows going on, we all know the first few episodes of the "competition" are the out-takes and...well, really sucky people. Last night was no different as they showed some really bad people but the thing that tripped me out - and I've heard it before on other shows - where a cut contestant is balling to the camera saying that they've been told they were "great" and should be performing and all that kind of bu'lai's.

What went went wrong there? Was this person delusional? People being kind? Mean?

This contestant was bad - more worse, da Braddah had a gold mask on and some tight spandex like he was in WWE (WWF fo' da old school peeps)! Then there was another contestant performing - badly I might add - in his BVD's!

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If you've ever been in a bar with karaoke, I'm sure you witnessed your share of bad performances but would you say anything? Would you laugh? Keep quiet? Buy another beer and maybe he/she might sound better?

Me, I no shame and if was one of my friends performing badly they all know I'd tell them they sucked - if they really did. The judges last night was pretty mean to some laughing hysterically at one, and sarcastically lying to another. It's for ratings but what does it do to that person later? There were some really pissed off contestants and with all the pupule people out there who knows what they'd do for "revenge".

Are you performer? Just for family friends? You tink you good? Told you good? Know you good?

No worries, I get my case of Miller Lite and fo' sure you going sound/look good to me.

Cause I am! The sun is out, the vog has cleared and surf is up! Who can ask for anything more?

Can't wait for da work day fo' be ovah! Unlike most other business' (or if you lucky enought to work for the city), the Advertiser doesn't have much observed holidays - we only have seven the whole year!

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So when we do get one, boy does it feel good (especially aftah da week I've had).

I guess I was spoiled from my previous employer having what felt like twenty holidays a year so now when I do get one here, it's a blessing. You don't realize how valuable (rejuvenating) holidays are but do you make the most of it?

Do you sleep all day? Catch up on chores? Go beach? Go out? Do anything?

My friends and I have a tradition of going to the beach and BBQ'ing all day into dusk. In fact we do it every holiday that falls on a Monday but picnic on the Sunday because generally it's not as crowded as going on the holiday itself? Plus we use the Monday to just relax and play catch up so that we're not as tired going back to work on Tuesday - pretty good right?

Wat your plans for da holiday weekend? Nothing fo' do? If you get ono kine grinds, you welcome to join us but remembah, buffet eating champs will be in da house and we don't go fo' da "junk" stuff.

Sooooo......

HOPING AND PRAYING FOR THE DAY TO END?

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HOURS SEEM LIKE DAYS? MINUTES ARE STRETCHED OUT? SECONDS DOESN'T SEEM TO TICK?

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Just let it out!

Happy Feel Good Friday Everyone!

Have a great safe Memorial Day weekend and say a prayer for all our military service men and women who have served and died for what we have today.

At least it did, literally, as practice was wrapping up yesterday. First, it began to drizzle. Two seconds later it was pouring.

"Eh, hurry up and take kea da equipment! You got two minutes or you goin' run 50 hills!"

A look of panic glared back at me but as the players got wet I just began to laugh as I saw them standing there soaked to their birthday suits. When it comes to rain, isn't it strange that your mind turns into a fight or flight mode? You either going to run for cover or succomb to nature. Funny thing rain, we all like it and hate it at the same time yeah?

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The players actually loosened up when the rain came, laughing and getting soaked running around in slop (parents were real happy ) which got me thinking about da hana-batta days. 

One time my friends and I went mountain biking - we just da weekend warrior types go once in a blue moon - but my not so coordinated friend decides he wanted to try and go up a manini two foot bank in the slop. Let's just say he didn't need to go to a spa for a mud bath, he got one free. My friends and I never let him forget it...and that was a little over ten years ago!

We nevah kea that it was muddy or rainy, we just let loose. For some reason, it was like that too for the players yesterday. Sometimes the rain does bring out the best - or the beast - depends how you feeling eh?

So what's your rainy day story? Everybody has got to have at least one! Since everybody likes food too, what's your favorite rainy day grinds?

Anybody do the mud slide? No, not da drink. I don't know where it is but I've always seen pictures of people riding ti leaves all nasty and muddy...but always with a smile on their face.

Anyone run around in the rain lately...and enjoy it?