Right now it is fairly quite along the Waikiki beach, slowly traffic, hotel staff, and taxis are filtering in. It is way to early to be up, it is about 5:55 AM local time and in about 5 minutes Kimmy and I are going to hop the elevator down 9 stories and hop a van heading to Pearl Harbor. Anticipation, mingled with exhaustion lap at my mind.
Well yesterday was our last day in the Garden Island. We started off by kayaking up some river that I can not possibly spell. It was a pleasant 2.5 mile row, along the way I saw some sort of historical fish pond, the rope that Indiana Jones swung onto a seaplane with and a lot of flowers. Sadly we had just missed mango season which makes me really sad. I do love a good mango. After the pleasant little row we had about a 3 mile round trip hike and polished off the excursion by being carted back up river and a small catamaran. I was all for wasting the rest of the day doing absolutely nothing, but since it was our last day in Kauai we decided to wander around and catch a few of the sights we had missed.
Spouting Horn has a much prettier name in Hawaiian, legend goes that some brave young Samoan dared to swim in the sea around the lair of some sort of horrible sea beasty. The angry oceanic terror chased the brave young Samoan intending to devour him. Luckily the brave and smart Samoan swam up a lava tube pursued by the sea monster, which then proceeded to get stuck. To this day it bellows in hunger and pain while occasionally spitting water up into the air. Another tourist tried to explain it scientifically to me, but I like the sea monster story better. Some times science just isn’t poetic enough.
So Lucy is a bit pissed at us, we pulled down the suitcase, packed it, and left her home. Nine hours later and we finally arrived at our destination. The weather is wonderful, as you can see from our hotel room I can toss rocks into the ocean. Defiantly worth the nine hours. I am still debating if the 6 hours on the rigid inflatable was worth it; my screaming muscles say no but the views were wonderful … so the jury is out on that one still. Well there is a bottle of resling to polish off, a ton of aloe to apply, and muscles to soothe.
Well Russell didn’t want to steal my thunder, so here’s the big news everyone has been waiting to hear. I think most everyone knows due to my mass email, but I GOT A JOB!!! I got a job with the Texas Historical Commission in Austin. Its a state job with state benefits, state holidays, state insurance… Its very cool. More importantly, I got a job working underneath a licensed interior designer. So in two years from now, I can work on getting that license.
As of today, Friday, I have survived my first week on the job. Its been okay so far. The mornings are a little hard to get use to, but ever since I changed spots with Russ, the alarm clock and MPR are right there to wake me up. Its a basic admin/secretary job right now. I will learn more of my responsibilities once everyone is done with a large conference coming up next week. Unfortunately, I won’t be going to the conference, cause the hubby and I will be in Hawaii. We leave Sunday, and will have a week and couple of days to play and enjoy the beauty of Hawaii.
Already one week at work, and the idea of a vacation sounds great. The waking up early part of this whole thing is a little hard. For those of you that really know me, I am NOT a morning person and don’t like waking up early. But I better just get use to it I guess.
I don’t know what it is, but there is just something funny about stick figures out witting Mephistopheles. Of course, I am terrified that I probably gave my soul away already by the number of E.U.L.A.s that I have agreed to but never actually read. I tried to read one once, but my brain ended up screamin, it then squeezed itself out of my ear canal and started running amok; do you know how hard it is to stuff your brain back into your head through your ear canal. I knew I should have walked like an Egyptian and stuffed it back up my nose.
I know I have plugged XKCD before, but it is an awesome web comic with awesome jokes and if you don’t get them, well …. sucks to be you. You know who else sucks, people who use awesome a lot …. they should buy a frakin thesaurus because thesaurus’s are awesome.
Continuing with the theme of awesome, Datamance.com has a wicked steam punk keyboard. I have to admit that steam punk is a guilty little pleasure of mine and I really did like Wild Wild West with Will Smith because there was a giant walking mechanical spider. I don’t admit that to a lot of people but there is a certain asthetic in Steam punk, a bit of class if you will. It takes a lot of class to walk a giant mechancial spider up to the president of the United States and say give up or else. I kind of wonder what Obama would say? Probably something smart backed up with the power of Science! But yeah Obama aside, I love steam punk almost as much as I love chocolate ice cream, but not as much as Han Solo. Now if someone combined Han Solo and steam punk, I would probably wet my pants.