Pirates!!!!!

Aloha Means:

"Welcome; Glad to See You!

A Pirate Ship Has Been Sighted Off Oahu!

The Local Populace Grows Frantic

As the Captain Comes Ashore!

Pirates of the Caribbean 4 Trailer

Million Year Walk

Aloha Web-Wandering Friend

YOU are most welcome here at this beach...

Yes, Hawaiian Skies are Gentle in Summer



“Do not spoil what you have


by desiring what you have not;



remember that what you now have



was once among the things you only hoped for.”



Epicurus

Boys and Girls Play in the Lagoon





“Happiness is the meaning and the purpose of life,

the whole aim and end of human existence”


Aristotle

The Taro Plants, Brother Kalo, flourish in the Lo`i.



"People seldom notice old clothes

if you wear a big smile."


Lee Mildon



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And yet there is another story unfolding...

A story that was already old millions of years ago-


Humans could not see this creation the first time

But today we walk on newly creating LAND!

"Creat-ING because the awesome work is on-going.

Behold Hawaii's newest portion, on our Big Island.

To see some spectacular still shots of the lava approaching a home,
click HERE

Thank Us Later

A l o h a !

"The greatest virtues

are those which are most useful to other persons."


Aristotle

"I can't understand why people are frightened of new ideas.

I'm frightened of the old ones."



John Cage

"Is it not careless to become too local

when there are four hundred billion stars in our galaxy alone?"



A. R. Ammons

"Anyone can be an idealist.

Anyone can be a cynic.

The hard part lies somewhere in the middle

i.e. being human."


Hugh Macleod

We Scan the Skies for Killer Asteroids...

So you don't have to...

The first Panoramic Survey Telescope and Rapid Response System (Pan-STARRS) telescope began operating May 13
on Mount Haleakala on Maui.

Eventually, four of these telescopes will search the sky for killer asteroids that could be on a collision course with Earth.

The Pan-STARRS contains a 1,400-megapixel digital camera, the world’s largest, and will take more than 500 exposures each night, searching for objects that either move or change in brightness. Data from the telescopes will be sent to the Maui High Performance Computing Center for analysis.

Scientists say the system is expected to discover 100,000 asteroids over the next three years and determine if any of them are headed for Earth. It also is expected to catalog 5 billion stars and 500 million galaxies.

You're welcome, Earthlings!

Better Than Coffee!

Amelia Earhart in Hawaii

ALOHA

AMIGOS Y AMBIGUITY- ISTAS!

Sweet little bungalow beneath Diamond Head

“A man's home may seem to be his castle on the outside;

inside, it is more often his nursery”

Clare Boothe Luce

Little bit of Hawaiian Sky

“When you realize how perfect everything is

you will tilt your head back and laugh at the sky”


Buddha

Oh I gotta walk over and see this!

Duke Kahanmoku shows island Aloha to Amelia

Rare photos of Amelia Earhart in Hawaii on display

courtesy of http://www.victoriaadvocate.com/

Originally published July 24, 2010 at 1 p.m., updated July 24, 2010 at 2:02 p.m.

HONOLULU (AP) - Amelia Earhart is returning to The Royal Hawaiian.

The historic Waikiki hotel is hosting an exhibition of rarely seen photographs taken of the pioneering aviator when she visited Hawaii and stayed at the "Pink Palace of the Pacific" during the 1930s.

The black-and-white images show a Earhart relaxing in a swimsuit and leaning against a palm tree while she gazes at the ocean. A few show her observing legendary surfer and Hawaii icon Duke Kahanamoku carve a pineapple for her.

The photos show a side of Earhart many people might not be familiar with, especially those who have only seen her wearing a bomber jacket and aviator pants.

"They bring her to life," said Lynn Krantz, the archivist at Matson Navigation Co. which found the images in their files last year.

"For instance, when you look at this one and you see her smile - it's like whoa, jua de vieve," Krantz said, using the French phrase for "joy of living."

Matson, which operated a luxury ocean liner between California and Hawaii in the early 20th century, built the Royal Hawaiian in the 1927 to give its well-heeled passengers a place to stay in the islands.

One of the photos shows Earhart listening to guitarists on a lanai that's next to the lounge where the exhibit is being held.

Several shots show Earhart during a two-week trip to Hawaii that began in December 1934. She had arrived in Honolulu on Matson's S.S. Lurline from Los Angeles, with her husband George Putnam, a publicist, and a Lockheed Vega airplane.

The couple initially explained they planned to use the plane to tour the islands. A few days later they surprised everyone with the announcement Earhart would pilot the plane back to California, a journey no one - man or woman - had ever attempted. She completed the flight in 18 hours on Jan. 12, 1935.

Other shots show her on her last trip to Hawaii in March 1937 - several months before she vanished over the South Pacific during an attempt to be the first woman to fly around the world.

Earhart, then 39, and her navigator, Fred Noonan, disappeared on July 2 en route to Howland Island from New Guinea.

Kelly Hoen, general manager of The Royal Hawaiian, said she's heard from longtime returning guests who are enjoying getting a glimpse of what hotel looked like when their parents stayed there.

Younger guests, meanwhile, are learning more about the heritage of resort, she said.

Hoen stressed everyone - not just those staying at the five-star hotel - are welcome to enjoy the exhibit.

"We encourage everybody to come and take a look," Hoen said.

The exhibit of 65 photos, which opened Saturday - Earhart's 113th birthday - is scheduled through the end of the year.

Magic Dog Roof-Tile

Waikiki & Boat Harbor Beckon from Ala Moana's Lanai


"Memory is a crazy woman that hoards colored rags

and throws away food."


Austin O'Malley

"Most of the time,
age feels like a mask -
something I wear , not something I am-
and when I gaze fondly
at the faces of my old friends
I can see them as they were
when we were young."

Judith Thurman

"We do not remember days;

we remember moments."

Cesare Pavese



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These balmy Summer eves
have uncorked a memory
from the tree shaded streets
of Philadelphia. . .

Even under Diamond Head,
or on the Champs Elysee,
our hearts remember
moments long ago,
in kingdoms far away...
domains of salad days,
of fairy tales.

Was that me?

Once I dated this older mafia guy.

After cleaning my apartments all day,
I'd turn into a party girl
and go pick him up at his apartment.
(What energy, eh?)

He awoke early in the Summer's evening,
and we always drove his neighbor,
some sort of professional woman
(always dressed to the nines)
to I forget where.

Then our night consisted
of micro visits to a dozen different
night clubs,
restaurants,
Italian Ice stands. . .

Always everywhere he was greeted like a prince.

"Ah such a beautiful lady!"

I never had my hand kissed before,
but I got used to it.

We never sat (or rarely)
we never stayed.
He never conducted business
openly, if at all.

It was a whirlwind of social excitement
and night life.
And the city was his tamed domain.

As a girl I thought it was all pretty cool...

Eventually, I realized
that my devastating beauty
and charming persona
were gonna eventually get me into a lot of
trouble.

And, voila!
Here I am years later
wiser but extricated...

But the memory I kept...
Yes,

We three,
Mafia Joe, working lady, and I
are in his convertible
at a red light in South Philly.

A junk car pulls up along-side
and the male driver looks over and says:

"No fair! You got two; give me one."

Immediately
(Sitting in the middle)
I put my arms around
Joe and Lady
and reply grandly to the guy:


"Sure which one would you like?"

At which Joe snorts
and pulls away.

Yo! (Philly Speak)

(I mean) Aloha! cloudia

Sing Me Back Home

Aloha!

"Every man's memory is his private literature."

~Aldous Huxley

Waikiki in the distance. Taken from Palolo Valley


"Everybody needs his memories.


They keep the wolf of insignificance


from the door."


~Saul Bellow

Lei Stand in Chinatown, Honolulu

"Pleasure is the flower that passes;

remembrance,

the lasting perfume."



~Jean de Boufflers



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Growing up in Philadelphia

we were blue collar and ethnic,

but we were urban people

with a patina of middle-brow sophistication

when needed;

My parents knew how to dress and behave

at the parent/teacher meeting.

Country Music

was the sound of OTHERS:

Rural, Super White, Conservative.

It was the music of folks that hated folks like us

even before I was a freak (what others called 'hippies').

Let's just say that it wasn't what we heard at home.

But the folk movement

made us look at C&W as a true folk expression,

sequined sports jackets, bouffants and all!

Plus it was marvelously transgressive

for me to be a country fan.

Youthful rebellion - so predictable.

Merle Haggard's Okie From Muskogee

about summed up the gulf.

But later,

through his tribute album to

Bob Wills & His Texas Playboys

I became a fan of ole Merle.

In fact I became quite a country fan.

My pal Jim and I even drove to

Great Adventure in New Jersey

so see Willie Nelson in his

Blue Eyes Cryin` in the Rain period.

When we got there

it was coming down pretty good'

and only a handful of us waited in the stands.

But Willie and his band,

Sis on piano, and that nice Jewish boy on mouth harp,

played us quite a nice intimate little set.

What a great memory!

Last night I caught the PBS' American Masters

devoted to Merle.

It brought back so much!

I'm glad hubby went to sleep a bit early

so I could just sit there and cry.

A whole period of my life opened up to memory.

I though of how Jim used to sing

I fall to Pieces

and I wished I could hear it one more time.

So many great songs!

I've been listening on Pandora & Grooveshark all day.

If I had to pick just one Merle song to share,

Working Man Blues comes to mind,

but it has to be this one:

Listen to it with my Aloha....

Let Merle sing YOU back home too...

"I'm 70. At this point if they gave me a life sentence,

it would only be a few years.

So F**k `em!"

Merle Haggard