Monthly Archive for July, 2005

Beantown Trip

Posting will be light at best for the upcoming 10+ days, as The Wife and I are making a trip back to New England.

Here are the details that I know at the moment:

  1. We arrive in Boston on Tuesday, August 2.
  2. We’ll be staying at H’s uncle’s house in Randolph
  3. There are plans in place to see H’s friend Jill and her family Wednesday
  4. Thursday, we will be heading up to Maine to see H’s aunt and uncle, returning to Randolph early Saturday, probably.
  5. …?
  6. We come back home on Wednesday, August 10.

Xtreme Hawai’i

The X-Games kids of today have nothing on the old traditions of our fiftieth state.

Check out Tom “Pohaku” Stone. He’s a surfer and a woodcarver. He hand carves traditional wooden surfboards. Even more interesting is the so-called lava sled:

Hölua, or heÿeholua (to slide together or as one entity) , refers to the ancient art of surfing mountain slopes and lava fields on a specialized Hawaiian sled, a papahölua, constructed of wood lashed together with coconut fiber that is capable of attaining speeds up to 50 mph+ over rock lightly covered with pili, a grass native to Hawai’i.

Fifty miles per hours?! Gads! Sounds dangerous to me.

Oh, yeah, it is:

He has the scars to show for it.

Wearing just a tank top and shorts and reaching speeds of up to 70 mph on a sled standing only four inches above ground, Stone once ran into a steel post sticking up from the grass during a demonstration in a slope on Maui, tearing an 18-inch gash in his left thigh.

In another crash, Stone broke his neck. It hasn’t stopped him.

“You can’t even imagine what it’s like to be head first, four inches off the ground, doing 30, 40, 50 miles an hour on rock,” Stone said. “It looks like you are riding just fluid lava. It’s death-defying … but it’s a lot of fun.”

So yeah… Any friends I have living in Hawai’i who are still recovering from massive bodily injuries should make sure never to look up Tom Stone, OK? Thanks.

Hello Hockey!

Matt and I are in full blown hockey talk mode for the first time in over a year. (That is, when we’re not pondering who would win in the Thunderdome: Tom Cruise or Mel Gibson. It’s just not very often you get “But the aliens can’t help you in the Thunderdome” and “He can’t swing a chainsaw like he used to” in the same conversation.)

This upcoming season is already exciting us to no end. We’ve got rule changes to discuss (We agree almost all of them are Good Things — Especially the shootout.). We’ve got (former?) powerhouse teams buying out big-name players as they shake things down to fit under a new salary cap and move the league to a new level of parity. Conversely, our Avalanche are holding on to Joe Sakic and Rob Blake (Yay!), but the fate of Adam Foote is yet to be determined and Peter Forsberg is all but gone (Boo!). We’ve also got a new head coach we’re excited about here in Denver. The Avs are also rolling back ticket prices 20% — Nice!

There are so many player moves going on, that there’s no telling who will be the teams to beat until September.

That’s actually kind of fun!

Ink

Well, here we go. I’m obviously inches away from going tattoo crazy again.

What’s pushing me over the edge? Well, let me tell you:

  1. Right this second, the impetus for ths post is Needled, a newish tattoo-focused blog edited by a super-hot redhead with rilly kewl tats. The first post I found was this one on tattoo and copyright - something about which my opinions are mostly unformed, yet substantially mixed.
  2. I’ve also been picking ups some books recently (mostly for picture gazing, but there’s some interesting history in there).
  3. The National Geographic Channel has aired a couple shows recently about tattoos.
  4. I caught the first episode of Miami Ink — It’s pretty good. (Also caught Inked — Not so good.)
  5. My coat of arms is really bugging me. It healed rather crappily and is in dire need of touch up. But I’m not content to do just that, no. I want to extend it so that it wraps my whole forearm. Yay!
  6. I’ve also been working on a drawing for a dagger, which will go on my other forearm.
  7. Then there are the dozen or so other ideas I have in mind….
  8. I’m even having ideas for other people. My motorcyle cohort Erik says he wants and anchor and I have a killer idea for one that would suit him perfectly.

I need more money…

Watch out boy, she’ll chew you up!

As if the “species of mass distruction” frogs weren’t bad enough, now Hawaii has Flesh-Eating Caterpillars

These are the first caterpillars known to eat snails or mollusks of any kind, an evolutionary adaptation likely enabled by the island chain’s isolation. The insects are also the first caterpillars known to use silk to ensnare prey in a spiderlike fashion.

That’s good stuff. Badass caterpillars rule!

A Sheep in Wolves Clothing

Shane goes on a rant about bandwagon-jumpers and I get all worked up about “anything cool is lame” cool kid attitude.

Good times.