Well, I gotta admit stay Sunday and I no mo' notting fo' do. All my friends stay married, wit' an "other", or otherwise off on dere own Sunday journeys. Besides, I no mo' dat many friends. In fact, I only get couple. I guess I should go beach but I know I going get there, fight fo' parking, set up my stuff, sit down, walk around, then just drive home again......so I may as well just stay here, no?
Lsst night I drove around to all my old haunts but nothing and nobody seemed the same. I guess it's true that nothing really stays the same. Sometimes I feel like a leaf in the wind.....just fluttering around at the mercy of the elements and the universe. I even nehvah like go bon dance right next to my house which I usually go every year and bon dance up a storm. I not even Japanee but I just love the bon dance music and all the dances. I learn the unfamiliar dances by just watching the sequence a couple times.......I think cause I had to train my mind to learn the kung fu sets that way......so now I can learn physical sequences pretty easy. But the soul of the different dances of life......that can't be learned so east........you gotta dig deep down inside your spirit and make a connection with the spirit running through that particular dance of life.
My inner spirit always talking to me. Sometimes it gets irritating to always get a connection whenever I hear a word or see something.....then all the memories of a certain time or event come flooding back to me. I have a photographic memory of events......even things I witnessed when I was still in diapers...........it's both a blessing and a curse. One of my friends cannot remember life events beyond yesterday...........he is totally oblivious........and obliviously happy. And me......same ol' existential psychotic plodding through the different layers of life.
What's the difference between drinking hot tea and ice tea? Really, that's a question I have. My sifu nehvah tell me.....even after I asked him. He just told me that if I gotta boil the water anyway fo' make the tea that I may as well drink 'em hot. But I just love ice tea.....I stay addicted to ice tea. I gotta have it.......even when I used to go travel I had to bring ice tea mix with me fo' make ice tea. I went to Romania and I was nutso because they nehvah have ice tea ovah dehah. In New York City I loved it at Times Square cause had all these neat deli's whehah I could go grind all kine' diferent eats .......and drink ice tea. One shave ice guy I not......I just love ice tea.
Speaking of shave ice.........when I was small keed my muddah used to take us shave ice stand in Waiakea in Hilo. We had the choice of ice cream sandwich or shave ice. And if we chose shave ice we, of course, had the choice between azuki beans or ice cream at the bottom. Then we used to take our treats with us down the road to Liliuokalani (Japanee) Park, eat our ice cream sandwich or ice shave, then make little traps with coconut palm fronds and try fo' catch the litlle black, rock crabs that was in the ponds. (I told you I have a photographic memory).
And speaking of Liliuokalani Park..........there is no sight on earth as incredible as the view (on a clear day) of looking from the Liluokalani side of Hilo Bay........across the bay, up the Hamakua Coast shoreline, and up, up, up to the snow capped peaks of that grand lady, Mauna Kea. That's why I really love and relate to the song, "The Beauty of Mauna Kea", by Keola Beamer.
And speaking of Keola Beamer.......I remember small keed time wandering into Keola's grandfuddah's store on Hilo Bayfront. The store had no name.....only a small wooden sign wit' the name "Pete C. Beamer" out front, hanging from the sidewalk rafters which kept pedestrians dry from the frequent Hilo rains. Inside was like a different world.....old, unvarnished wooden floors and all kine' gadgets and gizmos. Even had one olden days bicycle, besides uddah stuffs, hanging from the high, skylighted ceiling.
Keola nehvah come out wit' one album long time. I wonder what he stay do? His slack key so nahenahe, so sweet. My slack key kumu, Ozzie Kotani, used to go visit him on Maui and dey used to jam together.
And speaking of Ozzie, I nehvah see him long time, too. I been emailing him.....bugging him fo' get me the tabs fo' "Kumu Home O' Kahaluu" (with chimes), but he no answer. Anybody out dere get da tabs?
Well, China's contest next week-end. I was going enter.......my cousin was going lend me one of his longboards fo' practice......but when he went bring the 9'6" ovah......nehvah fit in the elevator cause the elevator only stay 9' tall so the board nehvah fit inside....so I no could use 'em.......bummah's, man! Anybody out dere get one 9' you can sell me cheap?
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ok, pau..........mahalo.
Posted by Roland at July 20, 2003 12:46 PM