I've been sick the past couple days. Sleeping mostly. Amanda will be here on Thur. and I hope I'm better by then. Everyone went out on there typical weekend excursions to all parts of the island while I laid on my futon. I wake up sweating and my bones feel like lead. I spent an hour last night trying to vomit hoping it would make me feel better. It did not. At least it's the week-end and I don't have to try to work while I feel like this.

thoughts thinking in a manner of speaking
Hamakua coast dreams pounding like fat raindrops
on tin sin say it a gain cruise in aloha grin morning
sing to the sky
water reflection connection density disection makes rainbows
my mind goes grows tree covered rows for glory
high slow down low day in the sun I feel fine and fine
oh yeah I give my mighty YALP
watch it hit the sea and shimmer glipse the glimmer
in black stone lava swirls down the coast curl border between liquid and land
what are my crazy adventures without my crazy friends lonely
but this is a sardine can world full of slime
little dead fish pieces
foil foibles free slide rule reality
what's to measure memory
we are the wi-fi network interface
gratuitous space
post post haste my letters home
or what's left of it

While I was in Kona last week I met this smoking hot girl named Jenny. She's from Miami and is spending the week on the island. We talked and hit it off but I had to leave to be back at the farm the next day. She gave me her number and I walked away wanting more.
A couple days later I called and she was surprised. Hot girl gives me her phone number, how could I not call. I told her that I would be back in Kona on thur. or fri. and she said she was excited to hang out with me again. I mentioned beers, she said she was stoked. I figure I'll call her and meet her at the Kava bar and then walk down to the beach. Finally someone that can carry on a conversation and look good doing it.

In other news I'm going through music withdraw. The radio here (as with most places) completely sucks. The only thing even resembling rock and roll is the Nu-Metal that gets played on the local clear-channel station. Vomit. THere's a record store in Waimea that I'm going to have to check out. I'm interested in the new Built to Spill cd and also I heard that Portishead has a strange new albumn. I'm sure that Amanda is not only going to have good music with her but also a lot of stuff I've never heard. I've been playing acoustic stuff with Kyle and that's been a lot of fun.

I worked on a painting tonight that I'm pretty happy with. I need some color as it is just black and white. My creative thoughts have been on my longhouse for the past couple weeks. I started it on Sat. and got some of the posts cut and stripped. I spotted out the location for my supports and I think it's going to work out well. I'll post pictures.
I was talking to my brother and he recently got interviewed for a blog documentary or a documentary about the people who started this damn thing. He made history in the first couple years of his blog by posting pictures he took with a watch-camera he has.

I miss drink and dialing my friends. unless I get drunk at like 8 or 9 at night it's too late to call anyone back home.
Someone drink and dial me damn-it!

I went to see the Clestine Prophesy movie last night. It was a one night showing presented by the Hawaii Spiritual Cinema. The opening shots of rain forest were beautiful but I immediately got the "Left Behind" feel from the film quality. I payed $10 to see the movie when I probably only would have paid 4 had I known better. The premise of the film is that an ancient manuscript is found in Peru and the church, government, and archeologist are all fighting for the right to have the scrolls. A laid off high school history teacher somehow finds his way to Peru to search for the scrolls himself. Typical american in Peru gets captured by rebels kind of thing happens and he has to find his way to the ancient ruins where the scrolls were originally found. The idea is good. You know be cool to one another and we will have a jump in human conscience. We can evolve out of our waring hateful ways.
Otherwise it's raining here today and I have to work.

THis building is located at the top of the farm. We also have a warehouse with kitchen, bathroom, and a dry closet for our extra stuff. I'm sitting in the office right now at the old-school barely 56k comp also in the office we have a drum kit and some guitars. All of this is with-in 100 yards of the main road that goes around the island.
So then on work days we all hop in the back of a truck and ride the 1/2 mile down to the fields. From the lowest kava field is a 200 yard walk to the cliffs which is about a 700 ft. drop straight down to the ocean.
Tues. is our first work day of the week. We get up around 6, 6:30 AM
have breakfast and then Zach shows up around 7AM huge as life. He's very exuberant. We have our joint meeting and discuss what we're going to do for the day and head down at 8AM. I'll tell you what we did last week.
We've been cutting down a field of trees to make room for new Noni plants. (noni is a strange fruit that ferments itself like vinagar, good for the immune system among other things) We got the tractor and dug holes for the new plants. Some of us moved to the middle field to work on our new project of planting Vanilla. We're planting them around these smaller trees for shade and so the vines will grow up the branches. Sage brought the other tractor down and tilled the Kava field. The grass had gotten really tall so this was the easiest way to get rid of it. Then we go through the fields weeding and checking the irrigation lines. A lot of the farm that we're working with has been worked on for 3 to 5 years so it's just a matter of keeping the weeds down. It's not hard work and we have a lot of fun. We have some people who try to do as little as possible and that's really annoying. I care about this place quite a bit, and I want to see progress rather than just trying to keep up with the work we already have. Everything moves in cycles. There's one growing season here and it's all year long.
As for whats around. Honoka'a is a small village 2 miles up the road. There's a grocery, post-office, movie theatre (it's only open 4 days a week), a pizza place that's very over-priced, a cafe, library, and that's about it. Everything is more expensive here so I usually don't buy things unless I really have to or to get taro-banana pancakes at the cafe because they're so damned delicious. The only two things that are cheaper here than on the mainland is Coffee and Sushi. I like them both very much so I'm stoked.
There is so much beauty here to see. I've been a couple places but I mostly stay around the farm or go to Waimea to skate. Zach bought us a car last week. It's a 4 seater two-door but it's got a nice stereo cd player. I'm going to throw down some cash for insurance and then we can take it wherever. I want to put a rack on top so I can take a surf-board places. I've been hitch-hiking which is amazingly a pretty reliable way to get around. Either way it's pretty easy to get anywhere on the island you would want to go.

I have paint on my hands for the first time since cincy. Hmm the last time I painted was on my scroll. I wonder if Nick still has it? I took a bunch of scrap wood from the shop and painted them white waiting for the colors to come. I'm not a very good painter at all so practice practice.
My friend Amanda M. is coming out to live on the farm. I'm so excited about seeing her again. It's been like 3 years. I have a lot of stories for her as I'm sure she has more than of few of her own. Something about the 812... I don't miss it. I think she'll like it out here and really get into the farm. She's honestly the last person I thought would want to come out her. I don't know why, I guess I just imagine her living in a city. OF course I never thought that Strick would get married either.

I called Cera a couple weeks ago and told her that I was going to move in with her in Aug. It would be such a mistake to move back to the midwest. I would be miserable and dissapointed with myself for not moving west. I feel bad that I told her that but I was freaking out. Hell I'm stoked that she offered though. I miss her. I miss everyone. You mother fuckers will just have to come visit me.

Leslie. That song I sang that night at the Southgate House... It's coming true sooner than I expected.

So today I worked my first day in the woodshop. It was a lot of cleaning and cleaning but it was fun to look at all the tools and machinery. I'm drunmk. After work we came h9ome to take a shower and then went back to the shop. We playeeds music fro a while and it was fun. dust booogers.


Master of his own universe!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Artwork: GreyIII Scale unknown

"The most beautiful thing we can experience is the mysterious. It is the source of all true art and science. He to whom the emotion is a stranger, who can no longer pause to wonder and stand wrapped in awe, is as good as dead; his eyes are closed. The insight into the mystery of life, coupled though it be with fear, has also given rise to religion. To know what is impenetrable to us really exists, manifesting itself as the highest wisdom and the most radiant beauty, which our dull faculties can comprehend only in their most primitive forms- this knowledge, this feeling is at the center of true religiousness."
-Albert Einstien

I'm working with
half finished phrases
sunny rainy days
everything feels
like hesitation
I breath
I walk
I stare out at nothing
in particular
It's the sea-view
no clue lifestyle
that's bothering me
how can I work my way
out of this wet paper bag
I was destined
for this
I made it so
I let it all go
now I don't have
anyone to hold onto

I've been building
in my brain
a ship made from rain
and dirt and sky
why do I feel so content
no rent
no bills
no more amphetemine pills
to string me out
just as I get used to
a place I decide I need to leave

what's this life
that I'm leading
reading all the road signs
wrestle with all the lines
that I'm trying to write
what's right
no more light
to lead
me on
go home
roam alone
no bone
to pick
new stick
sick sick sick sick sick
it feels less like adventure
now that I've arrived

I gave my dad the address for this page. I've been writing here for around 4 years now and not once has he read any of it. Well here it is dad the unedited unscripted sometimes a bit rambling thought transmission to the universe at large.



This is me and Shaka my adopted Military Mackaw. He's got quite temper but for some reason he likes me pretty well.

My writing has completely stopped. I have some stories about some places here on the island that I've adventured to but no words seem to really express my joy in being here. It's kindof wierd how stoked I am every day that I wake up. It's not something I'm used to. Actually I miss wondering if I would make it through the day, or rather I miss trying hard. Most things are really easy-going here and I miss the intensity of the city. Chaos is something I enjoy and I take great amusement watching it happen around me.
THere has been some drama here... This Jamacan man named Congo moved onto the farm and at first he seemed like he would be a great person to have around. We were quite open to him but it was hard to understand what he was saying at times. This made him angry and that was just the start. He tried to convince us that we were the enemy and that it was his mission to end slackerdom such as ours. He raised a machette at me when I asked him why he wasn't working one day and then he left the farm. I let out a sigh of relief until the next week when he came back. Things adjusting and just when I thought things might be cool he storms into the warehouse screaming about corn. THat's right I said corn. Apparently he planted some corn in a weedy area in the garden and then Tai ran over it with the tractor. $3 worth of corn seed churned back into the earth and this guy freaks! He brandished once again a machette at Tai telling him he has to re-plant the corn. Tai is confused and scared but doesn't back down. THe next day Zach told Congo to leave. What a mess. No body parts were lost in the making of this story. Now Go Home!!

Woodford Music Festival

round-trip expenses about $8,000


anyone what to give me a loansky?

"Life on a manor was extremely hard for a peasant. It consisted of work and family life. Approximately ninety percent of the people in the middle ages were considered to be peasants. There was a division of the peasants into free and a type of indentured servants. The free peasants worked in their own independent businesses, usually as carpenters, blacksmiths, weavers, or bakers. They paid the lord a type of rent for using their small plots of land. The other, unfree peasants lived on the land without paying any money, but worked for the lord, earning their stay.
The large amount of land surrounding the castle provided a means for peasants to acquire enough money and food to live by farming. In fact, this is another extension of the fief idea. The average farmer was given a plot of land on which he could farm. He also got a sense of security by living near a castle and potential protection from danger. They also had the privilege of passing their land on through inheritance after their deaths. They had grazing and field rights around their village. They also had right to building materials in the area. They did not have right to hunt most wild game, however.
The lord also had a great deal of control over his peasants, known as serfs. In fact, the serfs were almost like slaves to the feudal lord. He had the right to grant marriages, tax anytime or anything, and to force them to use mills or ovens that he owned. He most often made his serfs work his own land."
http://library.thinkquest.org/10949/fief/lofeudal.html

THe waves are pretty chill today and so am I. I've been quiet today. Thinking about being lonely but I need to focus on my own actions. I miss the deep connection I shared with my friends. Everything (again) here is so transitory what is real one day is gone the next. It's like the rain. It'll rain for some of the day but the rest will be sunny. I want to share these emotions with someone. It's the same thing I wanted back in the natti just seems like less possibilities here. Less time.
I need someone to desire to care abour to hold at night while we dream together. I read my tarot last night and it was all transition new adventure stuff. All quite applicable to my current channel. I've got to relax about people. I've tried to to rid myself of my insecurities about my past. It's all bullshit drama that other people caused. I have to release these painful memeories that affect my relations with new people.
Speaking of new people. I have my eye on a very interesting attractive woman. I've never dated a red-head before and I think this girl is totally my stlye. I don't know if she's into me but I'll take it slow and find out more about her. She came out here for dolphins. That's hot.

My attempts to get someone I love to come to Hawaii have failed.
"I don't want to change the world
I'm not looking for New England
I'm just looking for another girl
I'm just looking for another girl"
Billy Bragg

SO I guess I'll just have to find some hot middle-aged woman to satisfy my thirst.

Things are moving along here and it feels like I've been here a year already. What's the difference?

I'm tired.

We went to Hounounou to snorkle and I felt like I was in a big aquarium with the claymation fish from Life Aquatic.

Picture Pages Picture Pages...

Elise was so kind to post pictures from the last week she was here.
I miss you.













the group photo is Tai, Elise, Sarah, Me, Thomas, Dean at Waipio.


Hope you enjoy!
Thanks Elise

Sat. Thomas and I went to Waimea to see about a pick-up soccer game. We got there about 2:30 after a perfect ride with an interesting woman named Danelle. I skated for a while just easy going and rolling around until I sat down for awhile. Thomas and I kept checking his watch and looking around to see anyone with a ball. Around 3:30 we saw them gathering on the other side of the field. I changed into shorts and we walked over. This girl Meagan that I talked to on Myspace had told me about the game and I saw her there. Her profile says that she's 23 but I wouldn't put her a day over 17. I didn't talk to her and the game started. We had 20 people so the teams worked out well. I positioned myself left midfield and thomas on the other team right mid. We played hard and the rain came misting its way across the grass. 30 minutes into the game the sweat and rain had me soaked. I was playing in my Vans so I was sliding all over the place. I had so much fun. I almost threw up a couple times and at half-time I was done.
On our way out of Waimea we stopped at a grocery store so I could pick up some Australian wine for Elise. She carded me and saw that it was expired. No go. Fuck!!! I'll be looking into get a Hawaii ID as soon as possible. SO we walked across town to this liquor store but it was closed. I saw a gas station across the way and I told Thomas to wait with my stuff while I went to get at least a 40oz. As I walked out of the store Hounani pulled up with Thomas inside. We get home, get drunk, I talk to Elise for a couple hours, I pass out.
Thai and I had to go to Kona the next day and as we were going through Waimea what do I see but my damn skateboard sitting in front of that liquor store. WooHoo!! We harvested Kava and came home.
Elise leaves today and she's been filming stuff before she goes. She's taking it back to N.Y. with her to edit it together. If she makes dvd copies I send some out... if you're lucky!

2 AM Sunday Feb. 19th

It's 7 degrees in Cincy right now.
A tenth planet was discoverd by a telescope up the mountain.
I have a sunburn and I live in a tent.

Tonight was interesting. This french girl invited Tai and the rest of us to this party in Puna. Dea Matt Thomas Tai and I were ready to go when Dean shows up with this guy Ross. So we all rearrange ourselves for the road. Thomas Ross and I are in the back of this datsun pickup with a camper on it. in the bed is a raised platform like a bunk bed so we're all laying down next to eachother under a canopy. Thomas and I ate some mushrooms and about 30 minutes into the ride I started feeling it. I felt like we were going really fast and the camper was making all sorts of noise. I started humming to the sound of the road which turned into ohm. I was starting to get nervous about this shaking box travelling 60 mph that I was laying in. The tone in my head was calming and it started to delay. I started the ohm again and added a higher octave which sustained. I sperated the ohm into 7 tones which reverberated my mind to a stillness. I laughed out loud. After what felt like forever we arrived and I was fuzzy. As soon as I got out of the truck I could here the music drifting down the street. There were quite a few people standing around so I chose a good vantage point on a low wall across the street. Dreads chains robes suits short skirts and a few locals walking by. Since I was expecting to go to a party I was surprised to be standing in front of this bar called "shaka's." THis isn't a party I said to my companions. THey said sure it is look at all these people. "Yeah... It's a bar. You don't have a party at a bar, it's just a bar. This is what happens." I was not ready for a bar so I told my friends to check it out and let me know. Milling around the side of the building there was a wall with some tags on it. there were 3 good pieces and then a bunch of crap. THis guy was standing there. "They got this wrong bro." I walked over to what he was looking at and saw in very stick letters Puna Killers i said what's wrong with it. "It should say Puna Killa's" I cracked up but he didn't think it was that funny so I walked away. When they came backDea had forgotten her ID and the cover was $10 for some crappy DJ. No fucking way was I about to pay 10 bucks. I walked around and watched the girls walk by. Pahoa is hippie central so I was less than excited about the scene in general. There were a couple people I would have talked to but I just didn't feel like it.

Tue. 2:45 Feb. 21
I cut my knee open with a chainsaw today. We were working in f1 and almost done for the day. I was careless and when I went to put the body of the saw on my leg the blade nicked me. At first I just thought a brach had hit me until the pain stuck around. I looked down to see two cuts in the top of my knee. I hobbled back to the truck and we headed back up. Yesterday was great. When I got up and into the warehouse Tai said that he was going to harvest kava and I could make $20 so we went down to the fields and got 11 plants. Everyone else left the farm by afternoon so Tai and I went into Honaka'a. THe first stop was a jewel shop run by Tai's friend Meadow. After that we went to the propane store to get propane. Tai had not been to this shop so we looked around while a guy filled our tank. Tai and I looked at some solar power gear when this frazzled blonde woman comes out of the back to greet us. Tai asked her a few questions and then asked if she had a service person. She said no and that she had been getting calls all day explaining to people why she can't service their broken shit. Tai told her that he does repair work and she nearly jumped over the counter to hug us both. They talked shop for a moment then pulled us outside to look at the pile of broken stuff. Immediatly I was struck by this Makaw Parrot sitting there. He walked towards Tai and I and then passed him to get to me. Beth told us that his name is Shaka and he doesn't really like people but she said he seemed to like me. SHe told me to try to get him on my shoulder so I stoked his feathers and asked him to hop on which he carefully did. "He loves you" she said and then they continued their conversation while I walked around with Shaka. We were almost ready to go and I asked Beth how I was going to get Shaka off my shoulder. She told us that there was no way anyone was getting him off me and I might as well take him home with me. I thought she was joking but when we tried he dug his talons into my should and would bite anyone getting close to him. I talked to him for awhile and then asked him to let me go and that I would be back to see him soon. I walked to his perch and gently slid him off my shoulder. He's so awesome. Dea had a camera phone so next time I see him I'll get a picture and post it.
I've been talking to Elise more and trying to get her to open up. She rarely tells a story so when she does I'm all ears. I don't know if it's me or if she's just like that (she says she doesn't express herself with words so how the hell am I supposed to know what's going on with her) or maybe she just doesn't want to tell her stories I know she's got some good ones. She walks like she knows where she's going and she smiles at me like she can see my soul. I like it. I like her. She's leaving on Tues. I will miss her.

Thurs. 5ish Feb. 23

It was a good day working. THings are moving faster and smoother but Tai doesn't seem to think so. When I got into the warehouse this morning he was ranting about all sorts of stuff. I listened quietly and tried to get him to chill out. It ended up draining me before I even really woke up. We spent the morning cleaning and organizing since it was raing but it cleared up after luch so we went down to the fields. From where we've been cutting down trees the area looks so much more open.
I feel more and more at home here every day. What we do makes sense. The barder system is quite alive in Hawaii and if you can create or fix something you're prime. So I have this oil lamp now and every night I light it so that I can write listen to music or read. In 'Big Sur' Jack talks about this burrow named Alf in the valley he stays in. There's one in Waipio Valley with the horses. We stayed for awhile last night but then it started raining. They have PBR on the Island!! I really don't have the sense of being out in the middle of the pacific ocean far away from the rest of the world. Everyone calls my tent the snoopy tent. I love it.
Elise went to Kona today and she siad that she'll be back tommorow. I'm pretty damned lonely feeling and another great girl out the door. The ones that stick around tend to be the ones that are not very good for me.

Today I went to Wiamea to the skatepark. I skated for 3 hours straight which is something I have not done in a long time. Dea and I hitched back to the farm and we're all getting ready to go to this dance party. Elise has been talking about wanting to dance since I got here and now she's going to miss it because she went to Volcano today.
I'm ready to meet some fresh hotties and let them take advantage of me and my considerable lack of game. I don't know what the girls here are like so It's all new to me. We're listening to Soul Coughing and it always reminds me of Cera. I listened to them with Graham too.
I'm going to work at some ladies house tommorow doing some landscaping. I'll make $100. Dea told me that I can have mail sent General Delivery to Honakaa and just go pick it up myself so I might be doing that instead of Zach getting my mail. It's seemed to cause some problems and maybe it's my fault or just miscommunication.

The farm is growing on me fast (no pun intended) I really like it here and I feel like I'm not an outsider for the first time in my life. Feels like home already. It's strange that I ran away from the farms of home to end up at a farm a fourth of the way around the globe. I think I'm supposed to be here. I've been dreaming of islands most of my life and now that I'm here it's exactly what I want it to be. I think that the movement to go back to sustainability is strong and the people here really understand what that means. We live in a world of chaos controlled by the elite for their gain only. They want us all to be slaves to the machine. I'm glad i'm out here away from things. I've been thinking a lot about selfishness and how I can be more involved with the world but I'm thinking that I'll leave the world alone for awhile to think about what it has done.
Go to your room!

That's where I keep all my stuff.

As Miranda so Poetically brought to my attention that tommorow is Valentines Day... I say Everyone have some hot sex for me because I'm not gettin' any.
Yesterday Elise and I hitch-hiked to Pahoa to find out about a full moon drum circle party. After we got to Pahoa this guy informed us that most likely there would be a party at Kahena beach and he could take us close to it. As we were driving I saw a sign for Lava Tree State Park and asked the guy what it was. He pulled in and I thought he was going to get out and walk with us for a moment and then take us farther but he wished us luck and left. So we walked around this park which was really cool. In the 1800's a lava flow came through this wooded area and somehow cooled around the flaming trees and left behind shells of the trunks. Looking around you can see some that are standing and some are on the ground where the lava downed the tree and then consumed it.
So we got back on the road and saw some people milling around at this unihabited fork in the road. As we walked towards them I saw that a very large pic was laying dead next to the road with this big jolly hawaiian guy standing watch. He pointed us in the right direction and we walked. I at this point begin to question whether or not we'll ever make it to this 'beach' but say nothing. We walk for quite a ways until this guy in a honda accord pulls up and Elise knows him. We talk and the lady in the passenger seat had broken her arm and was on a lot of drugs for pain. SHe asked us about the fairy in the tree and we laughed. I felt bad for laughing because I know she was in pain but the stuff she was saying was out there. So we get to the beach and to my amazment the fucking sand is black as night. Damn black sand. It was crazy but I liked it. We sat and listened to the few drummers that were there and then some dolphins swam past us. I have never seen a dolphin in all of my life and to see them swimming together and jumping around was totally trippy. I watched as people were swimming and these two kids tried to boogie board. THe waves were strange they were like 5ft. waves breaking straight to the sand so you could do anything except get punished by these waves. I eventually decided to go out in the water and when I did the dolphins came back so I swam out as far as I thought would be safe and saw them swimming like 20 yards from me. I could hear them in the water. I couldn't believe it.
So we found out that there was no drum circle party and we hitch-hiked back home.
Today I woke up and decided to walk down to the cliffs. I asked if anyone else wanted to go and Sarah said that she would. We walked down to the cedar grove and hunted for mushrooms. I found a glass jar and so we put what we found in it. We hiked down into the gully where there's several waterfalls and then like a 20ft. drop to the rocks and waves. There's no water running through the gully so we got down to the last cliff easily. We stood there for awhile watching and looking at the intense white swirling mass below when Sarah looked at me and said, "so we're going down there right?" I replied "Yeah but i'm getting naked down there." because there's a rope ladder and rocks to negotiate to get down to the tide pools and my feet are still quite sensitive to sharp pointy things like lava rock. We get down and I strip to get in the water. The first wave that comes up almost pulls me out but I hold on tight. We found a crevise to situate our naked selves into and watched as the waves came up and around us.
We pulled ourselves out of the gully and walked back up to the building where I promptly made a pb-shroom sandwich. The rest of the afternoon I watched the sky and the ocean a lot and then laid down to listen to music. I threw in Death Cab for Cutie and thought about snowy cincy and all my chilly friends. I miss you all and I love you dearly.
SO tonight will be chill b/c we have to work in the morning. I think we're taking plants from the green-house down to the fields to plant. I'm excited. Some soup awaits me and I think we're going to watch a movie.

I'm sitting in the office right now looking out a window to the ocean. It's cool right now (63 degrees) but it will warm up as afternoon comes. I woke up with the sun this morning and stumbled my way to have coffee in the building. It's basically a large garage with a big walk-in closets in it. We have a bathroom two stovetops, two sinks, a refrigerator, a deep-freezer, a pantry and a large mill-wood dining table. The shower is outside and has a large volcano rock for us to stand on and the water to hit before running off into the ground.
The farmland itself sits down along the cliffs. We are working with 3 main fields right now but that will most likely increase when more people come. The two Kava fields are next to eachother but are different. One has a large net over top to provide some shade as the Kava likes 70% shade. The other has a natural tree canopy that we mantain along with the plants. Driving down to the cliffs is an adventure every work-day. The road is super bumpy and several of us are always in the back of the truck. It's fun though.
Our sleeping area is under a shed about 8 cars long. There is styrofoam/cardboard/plywood as a 'floor' and we all have our tents set up there. Today is Sunday so I do not work until Tue. I think Elise and I will be going to Pu'una today to hang out and then there's a naked full moon drum circle.
The cast of characters: (as of now)

Tye is the alpha male. He's been here for a year now and he knows everything that is going on. He plays bass and we've been jamming almost every night. He really wants to write some songs with me. He was at one time an ordained christian minister and now he's a bhuddist. I've not gotten any details about that yet.

Elise is out here from New York where she goes to school. She's only going to be here for another month before going back. She's a cute blonde with a good sense of humor and I often laugh with her about nothing at all.

Sara is the hottest girl. Shes 19 and has a boyfriend back home that she's trying to break up with. I've had some cool conversations with her and I'm starting to get over her hottness and appreciate her for being a great person. SHe's only here for another 2 months. She's enrolled at Antioch College which is near cincy when she goes back I'm giving her Graham's phone number. See what he thinks of her.

Rose is a computer nerd and really does not belong here. She complains constantly and she doesn't like any of us. She a pissed off unattractive lesbian.

Dea is a dready hilarious girl that is almost punk-rock. I can't decide if she wants me or not. She's sortof with this guy here at the farm Dean but she's certainly made eyes at me a few times. I think she's hot. She's super fun and free.

Dean is the quintecential surfer stoner type. He doesn't surf though. He's blonde and he looks like the missing character from Scooby-Doo mysteries. I'm not sure what his deal is. He talks often about how he doesn't read and can't play scrabble.

Zack is the boss man and he's fucking hilarious. After work on Wed. we go down to Waipio Valley to the beach to swim and smoke and drink Kava.

Well I hope that satisfies everyone's lust for knowledge about what the hell I'm doing. I still don't know.