Little to write about

Hi, Everyone. 

It’s been a while because I’m uninteresting. So I figured I’d just do a general update of things that I’m looking forward to in the next few months:

1) Debuting a form for Improvaganza.

2) Partnering with OTS Improv for Improvaganza, Hawaii’s Festival of Improv.

3) Putting a fundraising dinner event for work firmly in my rearview mirror. 

4) Finding an Executive Director at the organization that I work for. If you know of anyone that’s interested.

5) Seeing my first NFL football game and it’s of my husband’s favorite team.

6) Meeting my first niece of four months old (when we see her). (Biggest highlight!)

7) Traveling to Las Vegas and Georgia.

I think that’s most of it. 


tablet cover challenged

Ugh, I feel like I need a degree to put on a new cover for my tablet so I don’t have any smudges. Two of the last three skins that I bought made me feel retarded. I had to turn it off completely, recruit my husband to help me, watch a video, wash my hands, spray a liquid that they provided me to put it on to my tablet and then squeegee it on. Only to do it incorrectly and have to buy another one that proved to be just as difficult (although it did come out a little better). I have finally given up and will be getting my moshi cover from AT&T. So far it has made me the happiest, but if it comes with a squeegee and spray bottle of liquid I’m going to shoot myself.

Ranting again – “Put down the dumb phone, already!”

The extent of stupid ….
Ugh, it is so irritating how reliant people are to their phones at the cost of any type of spatial awareness. Today at Starbucks I had to say, excuse me, to a woman just standing in front of the cafe doors after we got our coffee. She was just standing there looking at her phone. Now how important was it for her to be reading whatever it was that she was reading? I’m assuming if it was life or death, she shouldn’t be at Starbucks in the first place.


It’s been a busy 2013. I have also been sick twice this year already.  Flu season has been the worse for me and quite a few people I know also.
The best thing has been hearing about different cure-alls.
Squire told me he heard that drinking a beer is good for the phlegm.
Here are some of the others that I’ve heard too:
For night time coughs, squeeze a lemon and add a scoop of honey, heat and drink before bed.
Another variation, add some water and whisky.
Vicks vapo-rub on the chest and below the nose.
Scarves and stay away from a/c.
Lemon and li hing is also a favorite.

Just the ones off the top of my head.

Does anyone else remember “Charlie Brown’s Encyclopedia?”


I only remember having one (the one about the human body) but I found nine at a thrift store today and had to buy them. Be prepared to be wowed by some random trivia and facts from my nine new classic books (in no particular order).


About 300 years ago, some European women wore shoes with platforms up to 30 inches high!


How is a spacecraft steered?
This is usually done by turning the main rockets that are at the bottom of the spacecraft. To turn the spaceship just a little, special small rockets on the sides are fired.


Doctors use stethoscopes to listen to lungs, intestines, arteries, and veins as well as hearts.


What is the fastest animal?
The fastest of all animals is a bird called the swift. The spine-tailed swift can fly at a speed of more than 100 miles an hour. (The fastest land animal is the cheetah. It can run at more than 60 miles an hour.


(In the 80’s) Instead of celebrating their real birthdays, all people in the country of Bhutan become a year older on New Year’s Day!


What does the word “schooner” mean?
The name “schooner” comes from a game that was popular when the schooner was first designed in 1713. Young boys used to throw flat stones in the bay and watch them skip along. They called this game “scooning.” (“Scoon” is a Scottish word for “glide.”) People say that when one of the new sailing boats first appeared, someone shouted, “See how she scoons!”


Why is the egg an Easter symbol?
In many of the world’s cultures the egg stands for new life. An egg looks like a stone or a rock. But it is from an egg that new life bursts forth. The egg is a reminder for Christians of the resurrection of Jesus.


How did dinosaurs get such strange names?
The long, hard-to-pronounce names of dinosaurs all come from Greek words. Greek and Latin are the two languages the earliest scientists used. When modern scientists discover an animal or plant, they still give it a Greek or Latin name. When dinosaurs were discovered, scientists gave them Greek names that described what each dinosaur was like.

And those are my new books! Thank you “Charlie Brown’s Encylopedias” for the memories and the new bits of info that I didn’t know before.

George Carlin, one of my heroes . . .

George Carlin’s last comedy special, “It’s Bad For Ya.” on HBO in March 2008 and his ending commentary (there’s swearing because I wrote it verbatim). Pictures added (to make a point) and found via the web.


“. . . . Folks, I hate to spoil your fun but there’s no such thing as rights, okay.

They’re imaginary. We made them up, like the Boogie Man, the Three Little Pigs, Pinocchio, Mother Goose, shit like that.

Rights are an idea. They’re just imaginary.

They’re a cute idea. Cute but that’s all.

Cute and fictional.

But if you think you do have rights let me ask you this, where do they come from?

People say, “Well, they come from God. They’re God-given rights.”

Oh fuck, here we go again. Here we go again.

The God excuse.


The last refuge of a man with no answers and no argument, “They came from God.”

Anything we can’t describe must have come from God.

Personally, folks, I believe that if your rights came from God he would have given you the right to some food everyday, and he would have given you the right to a roof over your head.

God would have been looking out for you.

God would have been looking out for you, you know that?

He wouldn’t have been worrying about making sure you have a gun so you can get drunk on Sunday night and kill your girlfriend’s parents.

But let’s say it’s true. Let’s say God gave us there rights.

Why would he give us a certain number of rights?

The Bill of Rights in this country has ten stipulations, okay.

Ten rights.


And apparently God was doing sloppy work that week because we’ve had to amend the Bill of Rights an additional 17 times, so God forgot a couple of things like . . . slavery.


Just fucking slipped his mind.

But let’s say God gave us the original ten.

He gave the British 13. The British Bill of Rights has 13 stipulations.

The Germans have 29.

The Belgians have 25.

The Swedish have only 6.

And some people in the world have no rights at all.

What kind of a fucking, goddamn, God-giving deal is that?

No rights at all?

Why would God give different people in different countries different numbers of different rights?



Bad arithmetic?

Do we find out at long last after all this time that God is weak in math skills?

Doesn’t sound like divine planning to me.

Sounds more like human planning.

Sounds more like one group trying to control another group.

In other words, business as usual in America.


(Dorothy Cooper – The widely publicized case of 96-year-old Dorothy Cooper, of Chattanooga, who ran into problems seeking a free photo ID to vote under a new Tennessee law . . . . Side note: In 2008, Hamilton County voters cast 74,417 ballots. This year, with 100 percent of precincts reporting, only 37,844 voters cast ballots. news article on March 7th, 2012; Dorothy Cooper, woman in photo ID snag, finally gets to vote.)

Now, if you think you have rights, one last assignment for you.

Next time you’re at the computer get on the internet. Go to Wikipedia. When you get to Wikipedia, in the search field for Wikipedia I want you to type in Japanese Americans 1942, and you’ll find out all about your precious fucking rights, okay.

All right. You know about it. You know about it.



In 1942 there were 110,000 Japanese-American citizens in good standing, law-abiding people, who were thrown into internment camps simply because their parents were born in the wrong country. That’s all they did wrong.

They had no right to a lawyer, no right to a fair trial, no right to a jury of their peers. No right to due process of any kind.

They only right they had?


Right this way into the internment camps.

Just when these American citizens needed their rights the most, their government took them away, and rights aren’t rights if someone can take them away.

They’re privileges.

That’s all we’ve ever had in this country is a bill of temporary privileges. And if you read the news even badly you know that every year the list gets shorter and shorter and shorter. You see how silly that is.


Sooner or later the people in this country are going to realize the government does not give a fuck about them.

The government doesn’t care about you or your children or your rights or your welfare or your safety.

It simply doesn’t give a fuck about you.

It’s interested in its own power. That’s the only thing keeping it and expanding it wherever possible. Personally, when it comes to rights, I think one of two things is true. I think either we have unlimited rights or we have no rights at all. Personally I lean toward unlimited rights . . . .”

R.I.P. Mr. Carlin and thank you for putting the special into HBO Comedy.


I Heart Turtles


So we’ve been lucky enough to get to the beach when we got home from our trip through nine states. It was very restful and I really enjoyed taking my cousin to all our favorite island stops. The best part was we were not disappointed at our favorite turtle watching spot.

Turtle closeup

There were at least ten of them and we got to see a couple go in and out of the water.

turtle heading to the beach

Hi Turtle!

He had something to say and Squire was lucky enough to catch it.

turtle talking

I have no idea what he said but I think that they were just chilling and staring at the ocean just like we were.

turtle staring at the water

Home Sweet Home.

turtle going back to the water

Photos Taken by Squire and Monica