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AAM Dream

5:13am HST Tuesday 18 February 2003

Mark Leonard was there when I got a job in sales for a software company and he immediately helped me with some advice that was wisdom in his mind that I simply didn't have (or actually do cause it was my dream) he was all, "now what you could do is have some guys run around and get people to fill out questionaires to prequalify customers for the software. Pay these guys maybe per page they turn back in."

I was all "should I pay them a dollar per page (name)?"

"I wouldn't even pay them that much."

And it's like bam that was a perfect little plan to help. I hadn't even gotten business cards yet.

Then a guy drove up in a van and was lost. He showed me on a map where he intended to go, and apparently got confused with the opposite-ness of highway 59.

I showed him where on the map he was, drew out a correct simplified map of how to get back where he wanted to go, taking into consideration construction concerns and all that, and oh and he spoke only Spanish so I was crossing a language barrier as well and I was really able to help this guy out. His wife and son were in the van anxious to go, but me and this guy were really connecting and it was great.

They left for a second and he was playing a CD for me and they came back and I was all, "here they are you gotta go" and he didn't want to go, but did. I gave him my adventure card.

The point as I see it from these dreams is that I am better suited for some jobs (giving directions) than other jobs (sales).

AM Dream

6:27am HST Tuesday 18 February 2003

I was at a UU conference including adults and youth like GA or SWUUSI and sitting with the youth and my mom came in, looking to me like Julia Roberts. I asked Kate Robinson "doesn't she look like Julia Roberts?"

"A little bit"

But no she really did look like her and then she was looking around (my mom was looking around) and she found me and said HI then saw some of her friends were crying and my mom started crying and I knew immediately that meant we had started to bomb Iraq.

I ran outside the conference center and started screaming until my throat was raw "GODDAMMIT MOTHERFUCKING GEORGE DOUBLE YOU BUSH I TOLD YOU TO NOT FUCKING BOMB IRAQ!! YOU ARE SUCH A FUCKING MORONIC MOTHERFUCKING POMPOUS ASSHOLE OF THE HIGHEST DEGREE AND I WANT YOU TO STOP THIS WAR RIGHT NOW"

And my throat was so raw that nothing but squeaks were coming out and I keep thinking about Ginnie's hunger strike on the steps of the Texas state capitol. I wonder if I could do that at the white house? It's fucking snowing like a bitch up there apparently; I'd have to make it a clothing strike as well or get some clothes.

AM whatever

8:48am HST Tuesday 18 February 2003

Rambling through my head for no apparent reason is a bit of dialogue in Snatch

"We've lost Gogeous Geoge."

"Yor going to hafta repeat that."

"We've lost. Gogeous Geoge."

"Well wheahdya lose him? It's not like he's a set of fuckin' cah keys now is he?"

Over and over in my mind. Oh, and Mickey's punch that lost Gorgeous George and the music that ensued.

9:09am

We're leaving today.

Things to do today:
* Check email and see if I got Laura's snailing address
* get stamps and mail postcards
* go climb on something rocky and tall or rocky and wet

10:04am

I just heard from Jeff at Aloha Dude Internet that Google bought Blogger.com. Whooooooo! I love google. Google is the only search engine that I've allowed to crawl my site.

10:58am

Found Reen and Janette on the way home. They were oooing and ahhing in a fabric store when I left them. Zachattack hasn't shown up yet this morning to chauffeur us around the island one last day.

Nim from Castle of Dreams has been in touch with me recently, saying he and Deek were thinking about old Castle days and found my site online. He had a bit of problem navigating around 1997 and 1998 on my site, so I might convert those years to my current format and leave the indices intact somewhere for posterity.

I added bananas to my computer.

11:53am

I just realized that Madonna's greatest hits album, Immaculate Collection has got to be a reference to the immaculate conception.

Wailua Falls

12:11pm HST Tuesday 18 February 2003

Wailua Falls rules.

(476 K version)
This is the Hawaii I came to see. Waterfalls about 30 meters tall, cascading from 3 distinct places, with water hitting so hard at the bottom that the surface boils with froth.

Had to climb down the 30 meters from the approved parking/viewing area, past signs saying "DO NOT ENTER" but not past the signs that say "PEOPLE HAVE BEEN KILLED." Those signs were at the top of the falls. Yeah, if some cat fell from there, he'd be pretty fucked.

Speaking of cats, a cat was walking down the trail with us, and by cat I mean a four legged feline, about 2 years old. Mostly white with some yellow/orange coloration. Cute how quickly that cat could flit down the trail.

Ah, Janette and Reen have just arrived at the bottom of the trail. Zach was nice and came down slowly with them.

12:15pm

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1:19pm

(436 K version)
Being behind those waterfalls is one of the coolest things I've done in Hawaii. The wind resulting from the water falling blew so strongly and erratically that I could spit into it and have the loogey blow up and over my head, turn a corner and land 30 feet away. In a different place each time.

Being under that gargantuan torrent of water gushing down so hard and thoroughly that it stung my skin til it felt like a burn, hurt my shoulders, and gave me a headache was cooler.

Climbing down the *slippery* rocks with gusts of wind and rain of hurricane calibre was scaaary. I had no idea how deep the water was below me, so I didn't know how to react if I slipped. Should I dive and swim like a bitch or curl up and hope I didn't hit the bottom?

Slipping untethered into the seasick water was scarier. I was standing ankle/shin/knee deep, depending on the waves as I tested the swimability of the water. Then my hands slipped or my feet slipped or something slipped and I was suddenly splashing around in the water, trying not to get bashed against the rocks with the wind and waves, but hoping more frantically that I didn't get pulled into either waterfall's torrent. I reattached my hand to the rocks. Paused for a moment and thought, "that wasn't so bad" and pushed myself into the tempest.

Swimming out, between the waterfalls, with cold water blasting so hard around me that it stung my face and hurt my ears, with waves big enough to make it hard to breathe only air, I felt flat scared. That was the scariest of all.

That's top of the line scary, with a capital Top.

But I knew I just had to keep swimming. Keep breathing only air, spitting out the water, hoping the waves would stay down while I tried to stay up. Keep swimming.

Suddenly, I was past the torrential waves, blinding rain, and into the relative calm of the cold water. I had made it. I turned over to backstroke. Floating out on my back, gazing up at the miraculous beauty of three waterfalls gushing down from slow motion at the top to violent frenzied blast at the bottom, capped my Hawaii adventure. That was it. I had conquered these falls and now was the one and only person floating calmly from the storm. A water phoenix all like "yeahhhhhhhhh."

And the best was knowing that people 30 meters above me, all gazing down into the beautiful canyon, would all see me me me.

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It was so cool that I had to do it again.

The second time, I walked around the perimeter of the gorgeous gorge. I think it was easier to swim out toward the waterfalls than walking on the slippery rocks.

I caught up with Janette who began her walk around the gorge as I swam out. She laughed and hollered at the cold windy watery blasts, then headed back. She was on her way back as I climbed down the rocks (a bit more quickly this time) and missed me again as I swam out. I was still scared as I began my swim, but I turned onto my back more quickly this time, which meant I got blasted lightly in the face with gusts of spray and sprinkles from the falls.

Wow wow wow wow. Just as beautiful this time floating out, and I waved up at people on the cliff.

Met Byron and Laurie who had come down some minutes previously. They were from Canada / North Carolina (she), Los Angeles (he) and now both from Palm Springs.

Byron gave Janette and I some animal crackers. Mmmmm. I gave him two of my adventure cards.

We also met Coconut Man, who said he put the ropes along the trail to help people climb down/up. He gets them (as they are discarded?) from ships. The ropes used to disappear, but these current ones have remained in place for some months now.

honolulu airport

3:57pm HST Tuesday 18 February 2003

Hugged Zach at the entrance to the road that leads to his house (tent).

We made it to the airport with some minutes to spare. Not like in movies where people yell, "hold the door!" or anything like that.

We got charged an extra day on the rental car even though Janette was told verbally by the woman at the counter 7 days ago that it would not be late until after 4pm. No note in the computer of that conversation = late.

I told Janette, "it's on her karma, not yours." :-)

We arrived at the gate as the line was formed; no hurry had been necessary.

5:28pm

Liability laws are wack. I'm chillin' on the wall with my head in Janette's lap and some lady wearing not a security uniform was all "I'm with security; please come down from there."

I was all, "wouldn't it be funny if I fell while trying to get off the wall?"

She didn't laugh.

Man fuck them motherfuckers who are all falling off walls and suing the airport. Stupid bitches shouldn't sit on walls if they're going to fall off. Do you know what kind of fucking walls I've climbed up during my life and not fallen from? Do you know what kind of slippery waterfall blasted lava rocks I climbed on today and did not fall? Do you know what kind of head injury I sustained on private property and not sued Jones Hall? I paid that $4000 medical bill myself and never cried once.

Fuck your wall.

9:47pm HST Tuesday 18 February 2003

We're kickin' it in the airport still (Honolulu). Boring, but I'm transcribing old entries. Janette and Reen went looking at goldfish and Janette came back, "we saw a goldfish this big," holding her hands out.

"This big?"

"No, more like this big."

"This big?"

"Oh, with the tail? More like *THIS* big!"

nova

7:42pm HST Tuesday 18 February 2003

On Monday, February 17, 2003, at 09:57, Nova wrote:

Dear Robert,

We hope your preparations for Japan are going well.

You recently received a letter from our office requesting that you
provide us with flight information by February 25, 2003. We have yet to
receive this information and ask that you contact us about your
status.

Your immediate attention to this matter is greatly appreciated. We
look forward to speaking with you soon.

Regards,

Nova Group

San Francisco Office

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From: Rob Nugen 
Date: Tue Feb 18, 2003  09:48:55  Pacific/Honolulu
To: them cats at Nova
Subject: Re: Flight Details by 2/25

Hi guys

I am in Hawaii now and will be back in Dallas by February 20.  I will
schedule my flight and let you know the dates.

Can you check to verify that the letter was sent to my address in
Dallas?  If the letter was not sent there, then please let me know via
email what paramaters are allowable for my flight.

I'll call you guys when I get back if there are any problems.

	Thanks!
	- Rob

i.e. I'm in Hawaii; bite my butt.

comments

Email: Bhyll *redacted*

Comment:
i'm in tulsa , bite my butt

Name: Rhonnie

Name: Rhonnie

Email: rrfle *redacted*

Quickly: Hahahahahaha!!

Subject: your trip toWailua Falls

Name: Rhonnie

Email: rrfle *redacted*

Quickly: Hahahahahaha!!

Comment:
I think I accidentally sent a blank comment page prior to sending this note to you. Anyway, I haven't been keeping up with all of your global adventures since you met my boyfriend Jan on Southwest Airlines back in February. I had a couple of surgeries that had me on my ass for a while. (**Remember I'm the flight attendant who has been having great mind-blowing sex with Jan for years :-) It seems like you had a great time in Hawaii. I am glad you didn't kill yourself. That would have sucked. I thought the lady from security and the wall incident was fuckin' hilarious. I have to agree with you on the liability law bullshit.

Just wanted to drop you a few lines to let you know that I love your site. Thanks for sharing.

Rhonnie

P.S. By the way, Jan and his buddies from the group who performed "Oh Sheila" (Ready for the World) are being honored (no, not inducted; that would be awesome) at the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame in June. Isn't that great! I get to go too. Bye Rob! permalink