U BESS MASSA-Jie.

Words flow like a rusty old broken faucet delivers water- there are none. This I come to expect from the ruff and gruff Korean lady with 3 names that all sound like some sort of strange body sound.

She greets me with nothing.

"Hi My name is David Gordon, I am your physical therapist, it is a pleasure to meet you" I extend my hand.

There is no reach, no thought of reaching, no thought of extending my hand. I have insulted her perhaps and her customs...?

I half bow, it is too late she has gathered her stuff and practically pushed me aside, she has made her decision about me....

but at least she accepts the appointment and heads for the rear treatment number letter A.... in this case for Anal Wind...but we will get to that later.


I start my eval, I talk I ask questions.

PAHNGH

Pahngh

she points to her back and her knees...

there is no english

NO ENGRESH

I ask questions like an idiot, she reaches for her phone....

I take a look out to the massage therapist and Mike and we are all laughing...

She holds this bright powder blue umbrella, I wonder what kind of shit she could do with it.

She wears old school Asian gear, I don't know the names but it's silky and with very ornate patterns...

she has caked on white makeup and ruby red lips stick her black eyes rip through me from behind sally jesse rapheal glasses, her hair is in a bun with the whole chopstick thing in her hair.

she is in her 70's walks hunched over and to the R. She limps like a bastard pirate with a wooden leg.

I get a couple answers from her sister who is on the cell phone now....

I just tell her to lay on the table.

3 treatments later, we barely communicate, some mild pleasentries but she is still looking at me like I gave a cross glance or something.

Until suddenly during an aggressive hamstrings stretch... she farts like a dude. big time gas man, big time.

She laughs.

She stops; I kinda ignore it. In my head and heart I'm dying but I ignore it.

At the end of this treatment, She has huge smile on her face and points a big ass finger at me...and says


U BESS MASSA-JIE

BESS

and she is all smiles as she walks out the door with a little less limp in her step.

Quiet Storm

I have double and tripled efforts this week...

Proud to say my stroke has improved.

It was with much effort did I improve and lengthen my stroke, reaching deeper.

My swim stroke.

Best advice in awhile, "if you can't get your stroke down that put on the mask and snorkel and really just focus and concentrate on your stroke ya know slow it down, be the stroke". (alright that last part about being the stroke was made up)

Been getting into the Ala Moana Beach park and jogging and swimming- my own little biathalons lately. Feeling pretty good, still suck at running but it's getting better, I still can't believe someone I know goes 5 miles....

Things are speeding up at work.

New Owner

New Software

New Computers

New systems

New strategies

New Blog

New Website

New Copy Machine

New Massage Therapist

Days are Long, real long. always at least 10 hours for the near future...same gripes working more getting paid per patient dilemma...but whatever it's still a good deal.

With this, comes more unique opportunities and even more so than before I'm on the ground floor going up...


We have some big plans for the place and the business model, and then to repeat the Model in other practices. I really want to tap into the professional and personal development side of things, being more of a manager or clinical supervisor of the patients and help bring more knowledge and clinical or evidence based practices to the arena.

We want to grow, we want to run some classes, we want to start some outside consultation to the corporate world.....

So trying to do a million things at once, which is never good, but I think we've calmed down a bit and really tried to focus on priorities like the implementation of the software and computers...


theoretically in a few weeks I should be holding a tablet PC in my hands, while in the PT treatment room, jot down a few notes, pop up a progress note and all other documents and poof fax it where it needs to go and schedule patients for their appointments right there, while being plugged into everyone else on the Network of computers. Should Help quite a bit.


Unfortunately there will be a bit of a learning curve, but anything is better than some of the systems in place now.... we tend to step on each others toes needing the same things.. needing the schedule book, the phone, the fax.





But with this new responsibilities and a manager or boss who is not a physical therapist and suddenly the whole place being run through me....( ahhhhh ) I don't believe I will be able to return to Home in Mass for as long as I may have hoped...

I don't think I could do a 5-6 week home for the holidays extravaganza...

The other plan was to return home, perhaps for good, there was a possibility of something special with a lady..... was a possibility.

So I don't think that angle is going to fly...

I think it's dead.

In football Down and Distance Dictate Action.... that is the story for me at the moment. In terms of relationships and in terms of work...each a different down a different scenario unfolds.

So If I talk about this job about- sinking my teeth into the PT practice and improving myself in many ways.....it's First and Goal. That is a big spot to be. Feels like the right thing.


with a little Reluctant of course it's a bitter sweet deal being far away, but so much of what I want out of life is around me.....that is worth something.

Labor Day Weekend

So I took it a little easy this weekend.

I only went out on Friday Night...

Awoke on a friend's couch with a steak n cheese in my hand, hot sauce burning my mouth.

Tequilla.....oh Jose Cuervo...it had this Li m'ui Hing spice embedded in it and frozen...well it really can't freeze.

it was so good.....

the head still hurts...

We had a little BBQ on that night, I ended up giving some strange lass an occipital release on the pavement, in the driveway.....(yeah I said release)

Weird moment actually I was doing a myofascial or almost cranialsacral technique and I felt some really intense negative feelings, and suddenly she starts going off about her horrible past in terms of love....it was a pretty intense feeling...

She was like I just have Never Loved someone less than they loved me...I haven't found someone who loved me like I loved them.

I told her it was the beer talking (because we had just killed her team in beer pong) ah to be young again.

can't believe it's September of 2008 by the way....10 year reunion for college...

Sorry I will miss that... :(


P.S. spots are filling up fast for guests at hotel del davie....september and october spots have been taken...

Little things

Bubble Tea...

Large Tapioca balls boiled, become chewy goodness...

Koreans make tea, kinda like a ice frozen green tea with these little boulders on the bottom... serve the drink with a huge straw....

the straw sucks the critters up and pop goes a couple boulders down the throat if your not careful.

chewy goodness, interesting how the asians love that chewy texture like Mochi.


Saw the movie Babylon A.D.

oh lord how terrible, some cool futuristic moments...

oh vin disel, how do you accept such shit of screenwriting, and then fuck it up even worse.

bankable star.


speaking of bankable stars.


Dustin Pedroia.....got to watch another game,

T-minus 4 days till Patriots game, at 7am....cannot wait to have some eggs beers and bacon and watch the Pats play. Such a great concept...games on at 7am rest of the day is yours.... still love that idea.

A few Sunsets

Shared a few sunsets.

One at a Lua

One at Halekulani, who puts on quite the nice Hawaiian show, with elegant performers of the hula, falsetto screams of ancient Hawaiian language about giant parties on the big island lasting for 30 days (of course they leave out the part about Human Sacrifice)

Great drinks....I mean dam snappy good pick me ups at the later stages of the day upon the fringe of Mediterranean blue skies and cobalt nights. Wax about the true Mai Tai, Not the super sweat stomach ache in a glass palpable head pain Mai Tai's that I was used to....also the Chi-Chi it is like the brother of the Pina Colada....and what a good refreshing brother he is....like a quiet Monk diligently transferring the word of god to papyrus....alright it's just good ok...

Nuuanu Trail,,, fun, made it to the top, but not the end of the trail we would have went too far....but well worth it...a hike and a dip a pleasurable day....preceded by the hanama bay.


P.S. I continue my Bro-mances with the Kids playing on that local ball team called the sox....Pedroia an animal, Jed Lugo Killing Lowrie, Jack, simple Jack ellsbury.

Upon Request

So occasionally people doubt that I am actually here, no pics of me standing in front of places....What can I say...I make a better door than a Window.

Well I have been Busy trying to kick the PT practice into overdrive and implementing New Software, New Computers and trying to keep sane while my new boss learns all the in's and outs and slowly becomes more of an asset than an ass...

Also been working on a rewrite for a screenplay, doing what it takes to get at least one of these stories I've worked on ready for reading from the "industry" aka a nerdy gatekeeper intern.

Had a visitor...yes a visitor, had a great time. We explored many places, blazed a couple trails, did the snorkling thing, went to a Lua....had to shit 72 times over the next day because of large amounts of greasy pig I devoured.

So now I'm back on board.

And to people who want to remember what I look like...

Bellows

So went to a party at a cottage at Bellows Air Force or Army base, I can't remember,

On the way there went on a new route via H3...hawaii H 3 like they only have 3 roads. So it's like hey you should get on Interstate Hawaii 1 2 or 3. There is No 4, at least I don't think there is?

Beautiful place, hidden, beach cove that is surrounded by cliff's and ridges and rocks and littel islands off shore, water is green blue turqoise and refreshing..it was kinda cold when I jumped in.

A nice time was had by all, I was up late night downing a few beers and trying to cook some brat's on the grill....of course it was as follows, Dave with a lighter with a bunch a charcoals and lighter fluid at 2 am....hungry cold incoherent, but I managed to burn my hand a few times trying to light paper on fire and then throw it on the grill, man it took a long time, of course then the shit was 800degrees and close to the food so it was charcoal burnt ash on the outside raw on the inside...

Stomach problems were a plenty.


So I awake with a taste of fricking ash tray from the grill in my mouth, I'm covered in sand (forgot about that late night dive into the ocean) staring at Frank the Tank and I'm taking a guess is new squeeze... of course you slept with a bathing suit and a small one at that so not all was so bad when my eyes opened...

Cotton Mouth couldn't talk, limping to the bathroom with sand in my crotch.
Feet covered in Hot sauce? and dirt? and other blackening spices?
Suffice to say, I couln't get out of there fast enough.


Other Pics are of this small state park I found on the other side of Tantalus, or a little further down the road past where I shit in the woods.

Nice little walk way and killer view of Honolulu.