So I didn’t celebrate Halloween last year and have regretted it ever since. I always regret the things I don’t do more than those things I do, do. Do, do. Just wanted to write that again. Anyway this year is going to be different, my friends and I are going to RAGE downtown. Not so much where I am not useful tomorrow, but close. I have always been a figure/character in the past, with home made goodness, but this year I am going to be something very different.

Picture a guy with messed up hair (which looks like it has been, ‘handled’ by a female), lab goggles, a huge (fake) mustache, and a homemade (iron on) shirt that says (on the front and back):


Moustache Rides™
$1

I reserve the right to refuse service to anyone.



…that guy will be me in a matter of hours. We will see how that one goes.

M.R. OUT!

My escape…

I don’t surf nearly as much as I used to about four months ago, but this past weekend I got in two REALLY epic sessions. Me = STOKED, and I am still on could nine today. Also, I got to go surfing with my older brother for the first time in a long time. And seeing as where (back in the day) we used to go surfing together all the time, it was nice to be out there with him. Since graduating college, and beginning our ‘real live’ (working our arses off), we don’t really get together as much, let along surf.
Needless to say, after growing up on a bodyboard and spending the last 10 years on a surfboard, I feel like I am breaking into a higher level of surfing. I don’t know how to describe it, I just know, and it feels amazing. I am pushing myself to higher levels, going places (on the wave) I have never been before and doing things I’ve never done before. All being done consistently with a new found confidence in really critical situations. All of this comes around at the best time of year to push myself to new levels: the very beginning of the winter season….and it is looking like a winter season filled with TONS of swells. One of my main goals for this season is to reach a new level of confidence in big waves, and charge bigger waves than ever before. I feel ready and confident to do this, so time will tell!

-Stoked

Peace is Every Step

I am having a hard time remembering the last time someone was truly hostile towards me. I honestly can’t recall. I’m what you would call a ‘super chill, peaceful’ guy. I have this way of foreseeing conflict (in any setting), whether it be professional, relationship, friendship, or family and ‘killing it’ before most people even realize the negative potential of the situation. If a situation ever gets past this point then I have a way of addressing such situations at a very early stage in their ‘life’ before they grow into a monster…..Anyway that is a little background on me and keeping the peace.

Last night a dude whole-heartedly wanted to kick my back side, and he probably still does. The thing is I have never met this guy, and our first contact is him making the above mentioned point VERY clear. I find this VERY interesting, how people can do such things. What is at stake here? His girlfriend works with me, and it is no secret (around) work that she has a HUGE crush on me. But now it seems like this secret has leaked to this douche, and he is not a happy camper. So we will see what happens with this bit. I have not done anything inappropriate to this girl. I don’t believe I could say the same thing for her though; she puts it on heavy towards me. Homeboy’s got some issues though, cuz if there is anyone he should be upset with….it’s her. End of story. Instead he has chosen to come to our workplace (for the first time ever mind you) and ‘introduce’ himself to me.

Get a fuckin’ life dude. How’s that for keeping the peace! Heh, felt good though. Anyway introductions are fine even with ‘hand breaking handshakes’. Anything beyond and there might be some issues to address here…..time will tell!

PEACE OUT!

The sky is the limit.....

I can never seem to live up to my own expectations...why is that? Fuck.

I would like to think.

I would like to think that I don’t care what other people think of me, but that would just be untrue. Although I like to tell my self that I don’t care what people think of me, I occasionally pick out subconscious behaviors that go against this wishful thought. It seems to me that I would be a much happier person if I truly lived my life. But how much easier said than done that is. I believe my entire life thus far has been centered on keeping everyone happy around me, and being friends with everyone. This seems to be an unhealthy approach to life. Much to idealistic. One cannot be everyone’s friend and keep them all happy. Even if they could it is not their duty to do so.
Just a thought…….as usual.

Unbelievable

I can’t believe that it has been almost a week since I have made a post! I guess that is a sign that I have been SUPER busy lately. That is fine and dandy, but I wish I could have more time to write a post here and there on this new blog. I find it to be quite the therapeutic tool for myself. So here I am on Wednesday, getting ready to leave one job and head off to the other for the rest of the night.
One thing that has been bugging me, or I should say one thing that I have been LETTING bug me is: gurls. They have been on my mind much more than usual lately, because I feel I am at a kind of crossroad where I need to decide where I want to go with my life. More importantly I need to decide what kind of relationship(s) I want to have with them (gurlies). I definitely don’t want to go back to ‘the old me’ but that is the guy I have always known. So where do I go? That has been the source of my never ending thoughts lately. That and the fact that: guessing is missing. So just constantly sitting around thinking about gurls and all the different situations I could be in may not be the best thing. Too much of one thing is never good. Right?

Stepping Forward

Here I am, 23 years old. It feels good, real good. Co-Workers at both jobs were super cool, and went above and beyond to celebrate my birthday. Definitely one of the better birthdays thus far, and I have not even gotten off work yet to celebrate with family and friends tonight. I could get used to this 23 thing, pretty cool. Feeling really grateful right now.

Tomorrow is not promised…

We all know that saying but do we really understand it? It seems that people are drawn to the simplicity of this powerful statement, but overlook the true meaning. This saying has become more of a sound byte for me over the past years, and I have used it frequently to get a point across.

Anyways, yesterday I became the closest I ever have to understanding this statement fully. It was a typical Wednesday: full of work. My brain was fried from fairly brain-less work at the hospital all day, then I went home ate, changed clothes and was out the door in less than 45min. As I was heading to the restraint to stand behind the bar for the rest of the night I was awakened from my numb state. Driving on the same path to work that I have driven on many times before something different happened. I almost became an unwilling participant in a head on collision with an SUV. It was crazy. While this scenario never played out (thankfully) it still had an impact on me.

In short I was turning into a left hand turn lane on a two lane road, when a young man driving a large SUV (I drive a small two door coupe) was seemingly texting on his cell, drifted ALL THE WAY into the left hand turn lane, AS I was turning into it. He didn’t see me or realize he was heading straight into my car. We were both going about 40mph, and working in a hospital for the last five years I have come to learn that it does not take much speed to kill. Luckily I was paying attention and I swerved back into the lane I came from without causing an accident.
That woke me up. I have never been that close (knowingly) to something of that magnitude, personally. The above mentioned ‘sound-byte’ took on a whole new meaning for me. Tomorrow is not promised. Personally seeing how easy it is for one split second to change your life drove this message into my mind.

Jordan 23

Michael Jordan was my idol as a kid. Not in a real obsessive way, since I don’t seem to really obsess over anyone or thing, but I truly found him captivating. He is one of the main reasons I fell in love with basketball at a young age, and still love it to this day, well over a decade later! I watched him and wanted to pick up a basketball immediately and teach myself to play before later joining a team. The weirdest thing was that he stuck his tongue out all the time on the court, and it became his trademark. I was told by other people that I did the same thing! It was some subconscious thing, because I would not realize I was doing it, until people would tell me. I always found that to be interesting that MJ and I had that in common, since the “living life above the rim” was not an option for me! Now we have #23 in common. Yes it is my birthday and I am feeling sentimental, what about it?Funny how some random word, number or name triggers something in your brain, and brings up an old memory. The human mind never ceases to amaze. Is that arrogant to think that? Being human and all?

On Age

Age is an issue of mind over matter. If you don't mind, it doesn't matter.
~Mark Twain

Short, sweet, simple. Tomorrow is just another day, another adventure, another chance. Can’t be anything but thankful for that.

No choice.....

I'm going to be 23 tomorrow whether I like it or not. Not sure how I feel about this. Regardless it is gonna happen in a matter of hours.

Thought for the day?

On a more humbling note:

Young men are apt to think themselves wise enough, as drunken men are apt to think themselves sober enough.
~Anonymous


Now imagine a drunk YOUNG man = screwed.

Fuckin' Sweet

So obviously Friday happened. I drank, as planned, and go drunk as usual. The crazy part was that while I was plenty drunk and having a frigin’ blast with my buddies, one of my best buds decided to have too much fun. So much so that the bouncer came up to me and firmly stated that my friend had to ‘go’, as in ‘go’ away; outside, out of their fine bar/club establishment. There went my fun, long gone. How stoked was I at this point? NOT. I was pissed. Even more so that out of all the people there with us (including his ‘love interest/room mate’) no one budged to help. So there I was drunk (not nearly as drunk as he was) guiding a stumbling drunk outside to the street. Fuckin’ Lame. Pardon my French, I am not one for swearing but this was ridiculous. This guy is going on 24 years old and still acting like he is twelve. He used to do this shit all the time (years ago) and I guess he is still doing it. The bouncers were about to kick his ass for being a dumb ass, but I was about to do it for them. Needless to say sometime this weekend when I have calmed down I am going to have a talk with my buddy and make it clear that he needs to get his act together. I nor any of my other friends are perfect, but none of us need to be babysat on a regular basis because we just become raging, whining, helpless, needy drunks ALL THE TIME. I’m over it, my friend is a really good guy, but him and alcohol (large amounts) don’t mix, and until he can figure this out he’s on his own. The last straw has been pulled. I work too much to have the few nights I can cruise be screwed over by this kind of bullshit…..Ok that is my one rage for the week, hopefully more.

The Drink (or two or twelve)

Leave it to guys like Dean Martin to put everything back into perspective for me! I guess tomorrow will be a fairly pain full day?

"I'd hate to be a teetotaler (Teetotalism is the practice and promotion of complete abstinence from alcoholic beverages). Imagine getting up in the morning and knowing that's as good as you're going to feel all day" ~D.M.

Great so now I guess I am not a 'passenger' I am actually grabbing the day (or night in this case) by the horns. I feel better now.

Happy Friday.

Aloha Friday

Here I am on 'Aloha Friday'. In the office wearing my aloha shirt. For those keeping track I have never missed wearing an aloha shirt on a friday. I started doing it, never stopped; don't know why. Almost like I feel I would let someone down if I did. My self? Who knows.

So tonight is also the "First Friday" celebration in downtown, China Town. Haven't been in about four months. My last appearance down there I got wasted. Plain and simple, I had not been that sick since my college days, where it seemed more acceptable to do so. I have a long weekend ahead of me, and having a "First Friday" like the last would not be good. But the funny thing about it is that I am sitting here right now feeling like a soon to be passanger to tonights happenings. Almost like thinking "well, lets just see how tonight goes", but I need to be up and functioning in the morning; but that never seems to matter the night before. It is my good friend's baby's first birthday lu'au, and then I have to go straight to work for the night.

So I guess we will just have to see what happens. Sweet I can't wait.

Thought for a Thursday..

Except our own thoughts, there is nothing absolutely in our power.
~Rene Descartes

Catchy, but does it hold water? Seems easily proven with the healthy educated man, but for all? Not Sure.

Forward or Back?

Is it your job that defines who you are or is it you alone; regardless of your surroundings? Seems like many people who put so much value on positions in the professional world are those very people who have given SO much to reach the 'higher' points in any given organization.