My dad's computer has made me miss mine at home in LA. The video card is severely underpowered, there aren't any speakers, the keyboard is very spongy, and the keys stick. So much so that I have been hitting the "backspace" key like it owes me money.
The weather left much to be desired. The majority of the time, it was overcast, rainy, and a bit chilly for Hawaii. I can count on one hand how many days out of my +2 weeks here in Hawaii that the sun was out and I didn't have to worry about bringing an umbrella...ella...ella...
I got nuttin' but love for Hawaii. I grew up here. I come back every year to party and enjoy the way of life. But damnit, locals here are teh fail when it comes to drunk driving. They are the absolute worst. If drunk driving was a recreational sport, then Hawaii does not deserve to have an intramural league. I don't condone the act, but if you're gonna do it (and you shouldn't) STOP KILLING YOURSELVES AND EACH OTHER. Every year around the holidays, the number of automobile related deaths seem to increase and, of course, alcohol and speed are always related. This ultimately gets the cops all riled up and they make their freakin presence felt on the highways. I have to drive like a grandma whenever I'm there because there are so many cops on the road. Who knows, maybe its like this in every city. Maybe LA has just as many if not more automobile related deaths per capita as Honolulu but it gets less attention in LA as people there also like to shoot each other. Go fig.
All of the above pales in comparison to all the wonderful experiences I had this past trip. I wish I could have stayed another week. I got to see some new places, meet some new friends, and reacquaint myself with some high school classmates.
We spent a few nights in downtown Honolulu which just a few years ago was a haven for drugies, dealers, pimps, and hookers. Nowadays, its been cleaned up a lot but its still got a ways to go. We spent a night at the Mercury Bar which was a bit of a hole in the wall but it actually was really cool. It's got a lot of swank for an area thats got a lot of dank.
I finally got a chance to check out Bar 35 and Next Door. Again, both are very swanky places. A couple of times Next Door was having an 80s night which was pretty cool, surprisingly. The only problem was I had no idea how people danced in the 80s. I don't think the people from that decade did either. Bar 35 was a much more chill atmosphere with a pimpin patio in the back. I'd definitely go back to either of these places next time I'm in town.
And of course, the people. When it comes to keeping in touch with people from high school, I've always said that I already do so with those that I care to keep in touch with and I don't really care about anyone else. Well, I think I'll have to change my position. I got to spend some time with some peeps from high school at a wine bar in downtown and at Mike's birthday/New Year's party and I must say that I'd now call these people my friends. Not surprisingly, social interaction with these people have changed since high school. Things are a lot less superficial and it's not a popularity contest. Everyone can talk and hang out without dealing with the awkward social barriers that existed back then. Some names that spring to mind: Meli, Malia, Dave, Joel, and Mike. They are all people that I didn't hang around in high school but was able to do so nowadays and it was cool. I apologize if I missed anyone. My memory stinks.
Along with old faces, I met some new ones. One of which, Jeff (sp?), turned out to be the cousin of a friend's sister's boyfriend (Pretty Ricky, for those that know him). A couple other really cool peeps that I'm glad I met are Cathy and Poha. Cathy - I swear I know you from somewhere else. Poha - you're from Waianae, you're excused.
Those are the highlights from my trip. I glazed over a lot of details that I might go into in a future post if the mood strikes me. I'll be back some time in '08 for more good times.
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