I wake up and my first thought is "I'm in fucking Hawaii!" Coffee and a cigarette as people slowly wake up and wander into the werehouse. My lungs feel dramatically better and I take deep breaths of clean morning air. Finding my place on the farm came easily but I still felt reserved. These people have no idea who I am or what it took for me to get to the farm. I work hard and they seem to enjoy my prescence. I try to start a conversation with elise about her life on the mainland but she brushes it off. I want to talk to them all about how ridiculously connected we are. Looking around I search the ceiling and walls trying to find a well-defined corner for my cube philosophy but can't find one so I grab a ball jar. Half water, Half olive oil and I set it on the table. Dean walks by and it catches his eye.
"What's that?"
"Oil and water."
"What's it for?" Dea chimes in.
I feel like I've sparked some interest now so I gather more people shaking the jar and holding it out for contemplation. Just when I feel like I have everyone's attention I say, "What seperates the oil and water?"
Someone says, "Air?"
"We'd be able to see the air."
"What is it then?"
"Nothingness, there's space between the molecules that seperate the oil from the water. They are not soluable into eachother. This is what I was saying the other day, all of you are part of me and I part of you. When I said that I came out here because of you I meant it. This reality does not exist without us experiencing it. We are the oil and water of the farm."
I think Elise was at least slightly interested in my philosophy so I try to pull her into a conversation over beers.
"So Elise, what brought you to the farm?"
"I found it in the woofer magazine."
"What did you expect when you got here?"
"What did YOU expect?"
"I figured I would meet some interesting people and enjoy the great weather." It had been raining all afternoon. "Do you think you'll leave the island?"
"Yeah."
"You're not much for conversation are you?"
"Maybe you're not asking the right questions." She got up and walked out into the rain as I sat there startled.

Sarah was the last person from the original crew that I actually tried to talk to. She was beuatiful and quiet, which intimidated me. What does that pretty head hold inside. While Tai was busy drooling over her, I imagined what she thought of him. I was quites sure that Sarah was already tired of having boys approch her because of her looks. Some beautiful girls have brains and want to be treated so. I try a different approach.
"Sarah, what do you think of String Theory?"
"I'm not very into quantum mechanics but the theory is interesting. Your oil and water thing is cool, what made you come up with that?" Yes, I thought to myself, finally some juicy conversation.
"Think of two people making love... they are as close together as physically possible yet are still seperate."
"What's the importance of that, it sounds pretty unromantic."
"It is sortof, I mean, one person can only know so much about another. I can't read your mind or see myself from your perspective, we will always be seperate. That's great for the individual but it makes union brief and superficial. We can be as similar and together as the jar but will always be seperate like the oil and water."
"Why these thoughts, what lead you to this?"
"I've always wanted to know what people really think of me. I want to look at myslef through someone else's eyes. I've always thought that my personality and reality are the culmination of the people and experiences that I've shared myself with. By learning about you I can know myself better. We are refractions of eachother."
"I guess it's more romantic than I thought."

I'm sitting in graham's apartment and it's 4:20 AM... no smoke. I'm listening to Mirah and I'm excited to listen to this album while I go to sleep. I skated down here from Fairview so it's downhill the whole way. A cop stopped me and told me that one of his cop buddies would give me a ticket for being out skating so he followed me for awhile and then went on his way. I saw probably 8 cars and 4 of them were cops. I'm not sure how I feel about that anymore.

"make it hot, take me over and over and over..."

I wanted to come here so I could sleep in my sleeping bag. Sometimes when I wake up in the middle of the night and I smell incense I think I'm in Hawaii and if I turn over I can put my arms around Holland. I remember one night we went camping on this 'beach' which was once a railroad depot. It was a strange spot but we kissed and played together most of the night. Her hair brushing my face and a subtle moan as she pushes herself into me. I'm missing her so fucking much.

Good Night my lover 5,000 miles away.

So I went to the party in Dayton last night and had a great time, while it lasted. We got there early (around 9PM) and hardly any cars were there. I was worried that the cold was going to make people stay at home. The drive-in was equiped with radio ready outputs so each stage had it's own station. The first few hours we walked around and checked out the stages and then I hung out with some friends from IN who were hilarious. We smoked and then smoked some more sitting in the warm car. Amanda had a happyfriend for me but I was waiting to see if people were really going to show up. Some people that were driving from Layfeyette showed up around midnight and I was ready to drop so I ate my friend and sat next to the fire. The temp difference between the fire and the air was exilerating. I got inside the party tent and as I was watching this dj I got hit in the face with feeling. The bass in the tent was weak so I went back out to fire and sat in front of the screen watching colors swirl and twist to fat beats and mad breaks. I had this dude sit down next to me who was certainly enjoying himself and I look over at him and I tell him that no blade of grass is perfect yet we never comment on it's imperfection. No one ever says that a blade of grass is too fat or ugly or sinful or dry for that matter. I told him that we are all blades of grass and that we are all perfect. His pupils exploded in front of me and he smiled in understanding. At that moment the music stopped and the guy said something to me but I look at him and say. "dude, the cops just shut down the show." he had no idea what I said and I repeated, "the party is over man, we have to leave."
I found my way back to Amanda's jeep and cursed to myself in the cold. Raver scramble and I get asked if I live nearby. I think for a moment if anyone in cincy would enjoy several fucked up party kids showing up at there house at 4AM and decide that there's no way I can do anything but go home and try to get to sleep. On the drive home a bus on the other side of interstate flashed it's blue, green and red strip lights and I was boggled. Why would they randomly hit the lights and then turn them off after they passed us. Was it us? Did the record they were listening to drop? It was hilarious. I squirmed in my seat and listened to the great music Amanda was throwing down, and I chain smoked.
When I got to Jill's they showed up right behind us drunk and I had no interest intereacting with them so I just laid down on the floor hoping someone might walk by and kick me or rub my head. No luck and I passed out.

I worked today with sore eyes and tired legs. It passes quickly though so I didn't complain. A good day actually.

An earthquake rocked Hawaii and took out power for most of the island. I called the farm to hear the news in person but no-one answered. No real injuries were reported so I'm sure everyone is fine. Pretty crazy though. I would have freaked the fuck out. I felt an earthquake when I was out there and it couldn't have even been a 1 on the scale, the one today was a 6.6.

Much Love to you all. Enjoy!

Last night I finally got to hang out with my old flat-mate Nick Disco... We got two pitchers of Sierra Nevada and a couple Jeiger shots so I got pretty drunk. We had great conversation and enjoyed seeing eachother quite a bit.

Today is Fri. the 13th and it's Madalicious' birthday, Woo!! We might be going to Southgate to see the Clifton crews art/rock show. I'd like to go but I guess it's 21&up so we may not be able to.

That's alright though because we're headed to Dayton tommorow for a dance party at a drive-in theatre. I'm stoked!

Two news stories today. One is hilarious and one is shocking...

A british reporter was probably fired upon and killed brutally by American forces in Iraq. This just shows how indiscriminate our troops are and we need to get these guys out of the desert. Their brains are getting fried out there when they shot at a marked ambulance.
Inquest into injustice by US troops

On a lighter note Canadian troops in Afganistan found a ganja forest that is causing them some trouble. I love the quote, "Three years ago I wouldn't believe I'd say 'that damned marijuana!'"

Marijuana Forest

Yeah so I got pretty drunk last night at an impromtu raging party after the Tall Stacks shows. We hung out late and Joel whom I have not seen in a long time saw me at the show so he kicked it in clifton with us.
THis morning I woke up feeling pretty rough but I saw the sunshine I decided I had to go skate. Joel's board was out past Mt. Healthy so we had to find a ride. Shea wanted to go skate anyway so we went to his apartment and I told him about the pool. One day at work I canvassed this apt. complex with a 9 ft. pool in the center of it. I knew we would get kicked out but I figured it was worth the effort even to skate for a little while. Hopped the fence and jumped down into it. There was a small amount of water in the middle which sucked but I just went around it. I got up to the light. We had a blast and then a cop showed up. He just told us to leave and we did.
Back to CLifton we bombed through UC hittin the ledges and gaps on the way down. Joel ollied over a fire hydrant. After that we went to the studio and skated the mini. A long day of skated had me passed out on the floor for awhile this evening until I woke up to go back down to Tall Stacks for BUDDY GUY and the DR JOHN!!!!!
Fucking sweet!

I'm sober now and very very tired.

I talked to Morgan today and he said he hasn't been working in the valley so he's really excited about seeing me and having work for me.

I'm missing Holland more and more. I kept thinking about her every time I saw a twirling dress, curly blonde hair. Every one dancing made me want to be dancing with her. I'm having fun though. Keeping it real. I feel like this is vacation before the real work starts. I'm mailing my stuff out there soon and since I will not have e-access I will post the address as that will be the ONLY way to contact me for quite some time. This ones for keeps.

We woke up late this morning and had to go out to Anderson. We left the house about an hour before the first band I really wanted to see 'the heartless bastards' We went out to pick up Jill's dad's dogs and take them to the kennel which seemed a lot like jail to me. It was creepy.
We get downtown and I run to the entrance. The band was raging and the sun was out. What a great day to be outside. After the bastards finished their set we went back out to the parking lot to get my tall boys. Back in we went to the Neusole setup to watch some glassblowing.

The moon came out as the music kicked in and I saw old crow medicine show and then Wilco. It was fucking great. Werd.

Holy Fuck!!! I just skated sooooo much really drunk on whiskey. Bombing hills all the way I found a hill that did not exist when I was here before. It's like frat row so the first time I cruised down some guys yelled at me. Then I started walking back up and no-one said shit to me. The second time was a bigger rush than the first. it was caraaazzzzzyyy! It pumped me up so much just carving and scraping the ground with my hand flying at 30mph. The third time I pushed hard at the top of the hill and just went so fucking fast. I cruised 2 blocks at the bottom just from the downhill. I've had like 7 shots of whiskey. And then I bombed clifton which is like a mile long and a 400ft. drop. you do the math. Carving across 4 lanes getting close to cars I felt like my hair was on fire.
So now I'm at Jill and Sur's and Sur has several spanish speaking friends over so I'm outside the loop. It's awesome though. I love hearing different languages. They're ordering from this pizza place right now but no-one knew the number so I looked it up online faster than Sur could find the phone book. Thanks Internet!

i got off work around 9pm and I owed this guy Steven from work a whiskey shot so that was my first two. he was looking for some herbal refreshments so I took him to the fairview house where I knew we would not be turned away unsatisfied. I call Graham to get him to meet me there (this was at 9:15) he said he was on his way. So we chill and play geometry wars...


It's fucking sweet! Old school meets new school in the freshest way possible.


Anyway... I'm chillin' and other people show up like this guy Luke. Luke used to be this singer in this band called The Terrors. When I was in Hawaii and I missed cincinnati I threw in the DVD directed by my friend Graham's friend Ben. I've hung out with him a few times but I don't really know him. So tonight I meet the guy that created the music that I listened to AND watched on an island in the south pacific. I told him this information and he thought it was so fucking cool he handed me a bottle of green Jank Daniels. Why green? Because it was made in St. Louis and was $5 cheaper. My pepsi challenge could not tell a difference. At around 10:30 Graham shows up and proceeds to talk loudly and drink in the kitchen. The show that we were supposed to go to at Southgate House ended at 11 so I just didn't even see a point in going to KY. We walk out to Graham's car and I say that I don't want to go to the SG House. he looks upset and I just skate away. Stratford Heights, Clifton, UDF for beer (6_pack of Steel Reserve) and now I'm here and I havn't even checked my e-mail. yet.

So I'm going to this crazy DJ party at a Drive-Inn theatre in Dayton. I'm pumped because Shakewell is coming to pick me and Maddy B. up on sat. and RAGE it! Woo... I'm actually so fucking stoked. Crazy house and a screen full of ridiculousness, two HI connections, it's like a reunion.

Big Island Love!!