Tuesday, October 28, 2008

UN GATO NEGRO, black cat

Sloshing my way to work.

Enjoying the cool morning air, alright somewhat cool.

in the cobalt sky

lingering of street lights and phosphorescence

Breathing slow relaxed calm, my feet firmly elegantly hit the pavement.

My stride is eager and efficient

Hat crooked and cocked to the Left

Chin up and chest out


stopped dead in my tracks


Black cat crosses directly in front of me... I stop and ponder this problem? or is it opportunity...not sure.

"i don't believe in that stuff" half hearted lies that I force myself to swallow like children's cough syrup.


Fast forward, 30 minutes.

I stroll into my office, ready to kick some ass early in this morning. its 655 am on thursday.

I have fire in my belly and am motivated to finish the rest of my patients files in the computer system.

I turn on one computer

I type my code

a quick tug on some dirty laundry and a toss into the machine.

I turn around and tidy up the place

grasping a cane that leans against the wall like a loitering gypsy- I swing around and twirl the cane with decent force. A little hop step to my walk only adds to the energy building along the kinetic chain from feet in contact with floor all the way to my hand.

SWOOSH

THUD

I look at my hand, the rubber bottom of the cane is all that remains.

the cane traversed it's way across the room narrowly missing the xerox machine and crashing into a large 6 by 6 window pane..

Like Ice breaking on a lake.

Major impact zone, a spiders web of cracked glass, a crater and the peripheral damage.

only thing kept it from exploding was the Tint in place on the window...

the day became marginally better after that, but I cursed that dam kitty.








Friday, October 24, 2008

My favorite place: NA PUEO PARK








So this is about a 7 minute drive up Alewa Hts from my home.

This is where I will work out a bit, walk or jog or sprint around the mini 1/10 of a mile track...

amazing view, you see the Pali cliffs, punchbowl, diamond head and downtown Honolulu.. it is massive and spacious...it hits you like a brick when you get there.

It has a little jungle gym, but built for exercise and stretching... it's kinda nice and handy...

one problem is that in early evening's it becomes a dog park, so sometimes it gets annoying watching this guy handle everyone's dogs, he's like the swedish or norwegian version of the dog whisperer...

He's always there, is name is got to be Jan (Yahn) or something... all the chinese and japanese housewives pine over him and his interaction with these animals... he yells a bit, does some sort of dog sign language....and then he friggin throws tennis balls that are rigged to the special "i'm gonna play catch with spot" throwing device...that double as a convenient way to scoop up the tennis ball so you don't have to bend over..

yes I shouldn't make fun, cuz I'll need that device someday.


very gorgeous here in the morning, sun comes up in the distance over diamond head...
sunset is massive.

breeze blows strong here.

please stay tuned, had a very interesting day...recently



Let's just say that when a black cat crosses your path....choose but choose wisely your next steps...


and as a hint beware of falling shards of glass.

Wednesday, October 15, 2008

Gas Goes Down






So Gas dips below 4$

I could never complain anyway.

Scooter is beat up but runs good.

This is from the Garbage truck from outside our house...it has this giant humanoid claw that springs out from the crevasse of this beast and scoops up the farely large green honolulu trash containers parked for easy access outside people's homes. So this thing drives along and the hook crane thing just grabs these buckets; dumps em; then puts the bucket down and hauls onto the next. I found it fascinating enough to watch for quite some time, on my way walking to the bus stop on a cool october morning giving me the oh so tiny reminder of what the weather is like back in Mass when school comes back to session and you take your new pair of corduroys down the block to get on the yellowish green tank and go off to your local prison known as middle school...

Who my kidding, I liked it...except for the cold morning part.

Tuesday, October 14, 2008

A few more Susana's









Some more Pic's of me and Susana, I think she sent me some more but I've been lazy about downloading them.

this is at a place called Uncle Bo's....

like a trendy bar, eatery kinda place... service was atrocious, food was actually pretty good, except eveything that my roomates got was kinda bad...

I had like crab crusted Opa...which was quite nice...fresh fish is abundant.

the other pic is of me a way's back when I had the dreadlocks in my hair, you really can't see them because they are in cornrows back on my head. a few people asked to see...

The Day the Elastic's Died.... or how I learned rubber has meaning






No I did not pull this out of my annus while sitting at the firing range.

It is not a parasite from one of my deep jungle adventures into the cess that is China town, no not a tape worm.

Nor was it found in my underwear, just my outer wear.

I don this beauty's as some of you may know....Try to remind myself that if you stretch too far...you will break (stay within your limits with what you can do)...and that sometimes when they break they remind me that sometimes you need to grow expand break free....


So lately they have been breaking 3 nights in a row.

Been dreaming of

DIVING
BLACK WATER
SPIDERS
WEBS
DOLLS

some of the meaning, mostly to do with PT and putting way too much time in, but also with seeing some cool stuff coming out of the work we have been putting in and how this business is going well.

and should be set up to do some creative fun stuff..

yeah.

there is more to this, deeper meanings messages..can't or don't want to decipher them at the moment.

Monday, October 13, 2008

Whiskers on Kittens








Check out this beauty from the PT Clinic....never thought I would see a full one...I know where this one ends....

Once I was swimming in the Ala Moana Beach Park and came up from the depths with Scuba Mask on and was caught in a quick rain shower, I peaked behind my shoulder, ya know Looking for Great White's...and I see the brightest loudest clearest crispest rainbow ever...it felt like I was swimming in a bowl of lucky charms...or skittles cuz above all the saltwater I could taste the rainbow.

and Bob Marley played

"Rainbow Country"

Creekside BOOBI BAR...or BIKER BAR








We have gone to watch football on sunday mornings at this Biker Bar called the Creekside Lounge...sketchy little place, but it's quiet.

Except for the 2.5 hour span of crazy bikers who arrive midmorning to midday for a quick drink and carousing before continuing on their way.

Funny place...complete with oil paintings of bear breasted women of the late 70's and early 80's...yes some of my favorite classic looks...

We watched the Pats Niners at 10 am and walked across the street to get Pancakes with toasted macademia nut cream sauce.... O M G...so good.

As usual breakfast with a beer, and to make us look all tough and shit, I walked up and ordered a bourbon to start my sunday off right....or very wrong depending on how you looked at it..

Actually nice people some mild shit talkers and dick's that were super loud and ridiculous but the funniest thing.

at noon they put out this free spread...

out comes a bucket of steamy sweaty hot dogs in a canister and all the fixing's...tha't's right wash it all down with free dirty water dogs....

I ate one...the person besides me musters..."I Have been coming here for five years....and I have not ate one hotdog" not sure how to react to that one...

gastroenteritis and I'm out.


Lots of leather and wannabe Hell's Angel types but a really ecclectic mix. Best thing, nobody there most of the time and they are more than accomadating with the satellite TV to get all the games, started to watch the Sox Angels game... but too many dirty water dogs...too many drinks...it was like 2 in the afternoon, we retreated to the house to watch DVR of game.

Sunday, October 5, 2008

Yeah. You can leave comments

They have offered me a new setting.

Now you can leave comments anonymously...

You will no longer have to jump through hoops to leave a comment.

Try it you'll like it.

just write a comment then click on anonymous, but please sign your name in the actual comments section if you want me to know where it's from.

Building the Better Gordon

Focus
Consistency
Decisiveness
methodical
tenacious
relaxed
content
balanced

these are the words I have lacked in the past month.

I have failed in many mini promises to myself, there is only one thing left to do- to end all this pain.

TRY AGAIN. LOL...

Lazy or overcaffeinated hyper uselessness.... been a struggle to get in the middle, my life suffers for this.

it's like let's go back to plan A: build a better me.

my mind is filled with resentment of cliched self help and motivational marketeers.
Systems of time managment, getting things done, living the life you always dreamed...live in balance....

VOMIT.

right now that's how I'm feeling. I'm enjoying this negative attitude for the moment though. cuz I know why it's there.

lost the buoys
the anchors
the benches/ the goal
the setting exercises
the centering applications
the voices of reason both external and internal.

it forces me awake, to write on this computer.

Reaffirm goals aspirations and such.

Just trying to be happy and live a good life....some of the happy things that lead to excitement can quickly lead to unhappyness. Bad habits lately and not taking advantage of life...

An Aside.

that is always an internal argument I have. the whole wasted potential wasted opportunity thing...

I ask myself am I taking advantage of this.
it's simple to answer when your eating a big ol pancake
but when I'm riding on the scooter from another planet... I forget,
I remember, I gaze upon sun splashed mountains and lush green valleys' I chase the cloud cover with my mind...
then of course I clench my hands hard around the hand breaks and live to write this blog.
Was telling a few friends I didn't want to go out this weekend, told them I wanted to just chill, didn't feel like drinking wasting time. they rebuttle with... ten years from now your never gonna remember the night you decideded to stay in and get some extra rest, or that you woke up and got into work early.

I had to agree with them.

I hated to agree.

But then I thought more of it, although this is largely true, there are other things, bigger fish to fry, broader horizons, shit to do, things to accomplish. So in response my mind chimes...

Delayed Gratification
Working hard so you can play hard.

and then the Red Sox make the playoffs and it becomes a bigger deal than it has to be... but I'm from there, I eat, drink, breath, and shit baseball... I spend mornings listen to WEEI on demand. A monkey wrench into the small insignificant daily musings of this child.

and in the words of Lloyd bridges in airplane...."I guess I picked the wrong week to stop sniffing glue"

Saturday, October 4, 2008

Lonely October







It feels lonely today... it is a faraway day.

I have been working hard, but not productive enough to make my life easier, I'm caught up in the excitement the goal planning and the strategy of everything and not caught up enough in the nose to the grindstone get the work done sort of thing.

Been avoiding friends a wee bit, to try to accomplish things, I guess I have, but I feel like all I have done is fill my head with more information to sort out, and of course more info leads to more questions leads to more info leads to more questions.


But i'm getting there, remember to breath.

read a study today in the Journal of Physical therapy discussing the importance of breathing as an integral approach to a solid mind/body PT regime, sort of intersting, lots of truth's in the article. I notice some really odd breathing patterns, and I also can notice a certain anxiety breathing pattern- short shallow suspended at times. That is why on the treatment table sometimes during some techniques I can notice really big breathing and associated tissue responses simultaneously.


but that is another story.


here is another couple of pics of me and susana, sorry for the previously erroneous spelling of her name.

also a pic I just got from my brother,

a great game we went to at yankee stadium, (watched the sox beat mariano rivera in ninth for the win on the road) that was when I had Dreadlocks for 16 days. they were pulled back and set into corn rows on this day.

yes you can say it, straight thuggin, as my friend Benji likes to say.

Wednesday, October 1, 2008

Hawaii the most dangerous place in the world?









Alright of course it is not.


However I live next door to one of the rescue workers who is always extremely busy, saving lives or looking for bodies.

Domestic Violence is pretty big here, sometimes ending tragically,

People get lost a few times a year on hikes and are never found, probably 1 every 2 months or so, People drown, Helicopters go down like a few times a year. Accidents happen here all the time, I treat many of the injured in car accidents, People are attacked by sharks.


So this year we have had like 4 or 5 shark attacks, not something you want to think about,

One of my friends wants me to surf with him early in the morning and he mentions things like "well I need some help out there, ya know look out for sharks and stuff."

Supposedly this year is a big increase in the mating spawning breeding of sharks in the area, I guess the sharks realize how romantic Hawaii is as well.



Just something interesting, your not going to hear of the dangers of a place for tourism sake, the homeless are really the last thing I'm worried about. I have my head on a swivel on that scooter and try to anticipate everyone being a bad driver, but I still manage to breathe take it in and look at the georgeous skies and mountain ranges and rainbows.



Also I think I may have posted it before but this pick is from the Urinal inside the Irish Bars in ChinaTown, Very funny, Yank this go Sox! so it is fun pissing on this sign, reminds me of a playoff game at fenway between the Yankees and Sox in which all of the urinals had Yankee Hats in them, ah a very very satisfying Pee.


Sorry to see Yankee Stadium Go, sense that at least some part of the magic may go with it, but just like Jason Vorhees, I can never think the Yankees are dead.