An 808 way of life


Queen Lili’uokalani – proof of a sovereign nation

Liliuokalani_sitting_on_throne_(PP-98-12-012)“Before ascending the throne, for fourteen years, or since the date of my proclamation as heir apparent, my official title had been simply Liliuokalani. Thus I was proclaimed both Princess Royal and Queen. Thus it is recorded in the archives of the government to this day. The Provisional Government nor any other had enacted any change in my name. All my official acts, as well as my private letters, were issued over the signature of Liliuokalani. But when my jailers required me to sign “Liliuokalani Dominis,” I did as they commanded. Their motive in this as in other actions was plainly to humiliate me before my people and before the world. I saw in a moment, what they did not, that, even were I not complying under the most severe and exacting duress, by this demand they had overreached themselves. There is not, and never was, within the range of my knowledge, any such a person as Liliuokalani Dominis.”

 —Liliuokalani, Queen of the Hawaiian Islands, speaking about her abdication from her autobiography Hawaii’s Story by Hawaii’s Queen

Thoughtfully we close out September.

Hawaiian jealousy and the root of envious crappy-crap.

Lanikāula, the kāula, Moloka‛i was a prophet of the island. His fame was so great that it incurred the jealousy of Kawelo, prophet of Lāna‛i. Kawelo sought every means possible to destroy Lanikāula. His efforts were rewarded when he discovered where Lanikāula went to relieve himself. Kawelo made a hole in a sweet potato and filled it with his rival’s excrement. Then he took it back to Lāna‛i where he prayed his victim to death.

When Lanikāula saw his end was near, he asked his sons to suggest a burial place. he found each suggestion unsatisfactory except that of his youngest son. So Lanikāula was buried in a kukui grove near his home. In the grave were placed his personal belongings, which, by the power invested in them by kahuna, would bring harm to anyone who disturbed the remains. So Lanikāula rests in his kukui grove, famed in songs of Moloka‛i.

September 11th, 2001: “Another day that will live in infamy.”

Do you remember where you were on September 11th, 2001?

At 8:40-something, I remember our controller at the time flicking on the TV and asking me, “what’s this about?” I watched in awe as the news seemed like a Die Hard movie with John McClane hunkering down in the foreground.

It was real. It was unnerving and it was tragic. Never mind the conspiracy theories – and the upheaval within American homes from sea to shining sea. Those that were dialed into the news could only imagine that Orson Welles was orchestrating this on-air event from a remote location beyond the solar system.

As millions of Americans watched … all of us quickly realized that life was about to change. Isn’t that what we know to be true? Life is ‘change?’

I suspect we’ll continue to look back and wonder (years from now) and wonder … was this an inside job?

Let’s remember one thing (for evil-doers): life isn’t perfect, but karma certainly evens the odds.


Note to all those with bad ‘tudes: The positive thinker sees the invisible, feels the intangible, and achieves the impossible.

Note to those folks who seemingly believe they can control others with an attitude  – “pump yo brakes!” The energy you’re sending out does one thing – it attracts more of what you are NOT wanting. The more we desist the more it persists.

I’m an objective sort of guy and try to view life as it’s all good. When thinking about ‘easy’ and ‘fun’ let it surface to the top of the list … rather than the bottom of your ‘to-do’s.’ All hail the easy and fun list.

If you’re out there frowning and miserable I’ve got some advice: your attitude reflects your thoughts. Nuf said.

“Power Rangers unite!”

The traveler sees what he sees. The tourist sees what he has come to see. ~G.K. Chesterton

“Grace is the absence of everything that indicates pain or difficulty, hesitation or incongruity.” William Hazlitt

The soul never thinks without a mental picture.

“No one saves us but ourselves. No one can and no one may. We ourselves must walk the path.” Buddha

Tattoos by the numbers.

This is my 1,000th post on the PhotoMotoBlog.

More than 574,480 unique visitors have been to this site since its inception.

The weekly average the past four months has been in excess of 14,000 unique visitor per week.

My busiest day was February 17th, 2010 with 2,359 unique visitors.

Folks logging on my site originate from 37 different countries and the Hawaiian Islands.

Google is used to translate my site into 12 different languages.

I’ve logged more than 400 hours creating the site.

There are 2,535 images contained in this weblog.

Interestingly, it uses just a ½ MB of space.

The masthead has changed more than 100 times.

The posting rules have been broken once; that person didn’t break the rules again.

My blog site ‘encouraged’ management to create a ‘blog posting policy’ within my company.

This site has spun off into 22 other weblogs that I’ve created; the unique visitor totals for all sites is greater than 4,000,000.

I’ve been repeatedly asked to monetize several of my sites (no ads please).

The best part is that I really don’t care what anyone thinks about the content, the images nor the layout.

Somehow I’ve managed to connect with people whom I don’t know … for those folks …  mahalo nui loa!

Thank-you for logging onto my site.


People are so worried about what they eat between Christmas and the New Year, but they really should be worried about what they eat between the New Year and Christmas!

After all the trouble you go to, you get about as much actual “food” out of eating an artichoke as you would from licking 30 or 40 postage stamps. ~Miss Piggy

Florida vs Alabama, December 5th, 2009: win is “in.”


This was one of those games where two teams faced off and clearly one team didn’t show up. Go VOLS.  One team’s strength seemed much more powerful than the other team’s weakness. If you paid close attention, Alabama and Florida were very much alike — except one team didn’t show up. Both teams were driven by gladiators. Believe me, it was close at first but then it evolved into a lopsided MMA match where sucker punches were thrown for 4 full quarters.

I’m looking forward to the Peach Bowl – sponsored by Chick-fil-A. Go VOLS.

Kim Jong-il: you are testing the waters. Best listen to Colin Powell.

kim-jong-il-copySecretary Colin Powell, when he was a civilian, after he was chairman of the Joint Chiefs of Staff, used to say that if North Korea ever attacked the south, the US or any other non-threatening nation with chemical or biological weapons, that we would turn North Korea into a charcoal briquette. We hope he hears the info. North Korea’s people are being held captive by a very sick coward.

As we crest the 4th – God Bless America – and may she strike when and where appropriate.

Kim Jong-il: eat shit and, oh, you’re already dead.

eng_Kim_jongil_BM_V_725522gEnough is enough. Kim Jong-il has proven he will stop at nothing to produce and proliferate nuclear weapons, and that is a no-no. Diplomacy has failed. Sorry TOTUS, you’ve not got his attention nor agent number one, two or three. Talking for the sake of talking is not working. The missile is still coming our way (or Aloha-way, so we’ve heard).  Serious powers ought to be emphasizing results, not process. “Soft power” is a problem cured by Cialis — not a national security strategy for North Korea. It’s time we started working to bring that twisted, Lilliputian, Chia Pet miscreant down. Or his stand-ins. Or stand-ups. That might be a Cialis issue too.

Kim Jong-il: Dead or alive? Not sure. If so, the signs are bad.


what do you remember?


What she says.


Friday. Ready for the weekend.

dudeFriday (pronunciation IPA: /ˈfraɪdeɪ, ˈfraɪdi/) is the day of the week falling between Thursday and Saturday. It is the sixth day in countries that adopt a Sunday-first convention. In ISO 8601, in work-based customs, and in countries adopting Monday-first conventions, it is the fifth day of the week. (See “Seven days of the week” for more on the different conventions.)

In most countries with a five-day work week, Friday is the last workday before the weekend and is, therefore, viewed as a cause for celebration or relief. In some offices, employees are allowed to wear less formal attire on Fridays, known as Casual Friday or Dress-Down Friday. Today was a dress-down Friday; I wore jeans and a tee-shirt.

Blurring moments: the days move fast and slow at the same time

clockity-tockThis week has been moving at a very rapid pace. Or so it seems.  My observation of the clock indicates its’ been moving much faster than I anticipated – amidst stops and starts and a roller coaster here and there. Ergo it’s been ‘fast and slow at the same time.’

On the way back from a client meeting yesterday, I began thinking about time and time movement just to give my head a break from work. Yes, this will sound kind of strange, but I’ve come to the conclusion that the present time, according to our frame of references is certainly the only real time ever present. In fact, the present time is what we experience flickering from second to second. It actually encompasses both the past and the future, and our minds seem to drag in-between them.

Thus far this week the clock seems fixated in the fast-forward mode but it feels like it’s crawling to the whistle of Friday afternoon – BLEH! The way I see it, if there is any time dimension that moves, it is purely a psychological one. When time seems blurry or moving quickly, it’s simply a psychological response. We notice it moving quickly when we’re having fun (enjoying ourselves), and when we’re stressed the seconds tick slowly and painfully over the minute hand.

For me when the clock moves fast and slow “at the same time” it’s best I take a break. I’m doing that right now.

Break oneth.

More of the office party countdown: Top 10 not-to-do’s.


We’re not having an office party, but for those who will step into the light of holiday cheer around colleagues, here is my advice:

10. Dress like your a loser:  Company parties mean you put your best foot forward, and for many of you, like your job depends on it. Dress for the job you want, not the one you have. But don’t overdress and make your boss look shabby.

9. Loose Lips: Sink a ship and your career fast with a few ill-chosen words. Have an upbeat attitude about the company and employees. Above all else, refrain from the obvious suck up.

8. Using racist, sexist, or other offensive language: “Fool.” If you people turn up the racist channel, move to another dance floor. Or, just excuse yourself and get some fresh air.

7. Hanky-panky: Dipping pens in company ink is inappropriate any time of the year and even more so when you’re in the midst of a party.  Keep your hands and comments to yourself.

6. Poor manners:  If you drink and drive you will be caught! Good manners will not keep you out of jail. Poor manners at the party — shoutin’ out blah-dity-blahs or inappropriate behavior can torpedo your career. Heck, just a lack of manners can chip away at its foundation. Greet people appropriately, introduce your date, and eat properly.

5. Failing to prep your date: Make sure your date follows the rules and has the same goal in mind — maintain your career status! If our date is too flashy or frumpy, you’ll get dinged. Alert your date to the important players and don’t gossip.

4. Mistreating boss’ spouse or partner: Does this need more detail? An invitation to a slow dance is not appropriate.

3. Ignoring upper management: When they exist, they exist.  Don’t approach bosses if at all inebriated.

2. Not showing up: Oooops. Every boss notices an absence. If you plan on being somewhere else – ALERT the boss well in advance.

1. Too much drinkage: This is a classic mistake. Alcohol loosens inhibitions, and is the number one cause of the dreaded ‘Foot in Mouth’ disease. If you feel that you’ve had enough, duck out before you say something stupid. And remember, “buzzed driving is drunk driving. And you will be caught.”


Holiday office parties: the black and white truth. Advice on “what not to do.”


  • No Shows – Employees who snub the office party may risk seeming pompous and also miss an excellent networking opportunity. A recent survey by Tickle found that 31% of respondents regretted ‘not showing up’ more than drinking too much (20%) or arriving late (18%).
  • Being Clique-y – Holiday parties offers a rare chance to meet employees from other departments and more senior staff in an informal setting. This is a great opportunity to get to know others and make yourself known.
  • After-Party Parties – Carrying on after the ‘official’ party can provide workplace gossip well into next year unless you are careful to continue the celebration with a very close-knit group of colleagues.
  • Arm Candy Dates – Don’t bring a friend unless you know that guests are invited. Then be careful to choose someone who can converse well with co-workers and superiors – not someone who just looks good in evening wear.
  • Not Saying ‘Thank You’ – Be sure to thank the event organizers or – when appropriate – the manager who authorized the party.

Monday-Monday, let’s start all over again.


Snow fell nicely this morning and the XM radio oozed Christmas songs like it was December 24th. I listened happily as if it were Christmas morning. Then the reality of Monday stepped on my warm thought bubbles, crushing them into slush and muck. Ok-Ok, the reality of work is better than the reality of no-work. I get it. However, I want to have MORE fun. Period. Life passes so very quickly and if we are not having fun EVERY day then we’re not living. Right-on? Right-on!

When we mix a little fun with the drama of business, our outlook improves. Did I hear an “amen” on the back row?? The Christmas songs of the morning are ready for replays this afternoon and I’m certainly ready for breezy thoughts of spring. Without living the future “today,” I’ll just enjoy the prospects of snow, the Holidays and time inside with the LGE. That combination is nice. Rambling again, but you get the idea.

Mix some fun in with each day and make life mo’ better. Ahh.

According to the Gregorian calendar, November is done.


November 30th is the 334th day of the year (335th in leap years) in the Gregorian calendar. November 30th, this year, was a travel day for me. Six point two-five hours of travel time. Lots of cars, nasty attitudes, several wrecks, mucho po-po, ample craziness, awful McDonald’s stops, cheaper gas in Arkansas, wet roads, Christmas songs on XM, text messages with the LGE, and time to think about the future. I’m thinking about Spring – or at least warmer temps. Rambling today is fun because it suggests one thing: I need more rest. There are 31 days remaining until the end of the year … let’s use them wisely.