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Friday, May 27, 2005

hi, gwyneth!

Twenty-one hours ago, I was trundling through Honolulu International singing the best of Motely Crue. Tonight (tonight!), I'm home (sweet home).

I could regale you with many a tale of the voyage, but I shall leave you with this: humans are not meant to hork while snorkeling.

And here's a turtle.

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3 Comments:

Anonymous said...: Are you giving the turtle the finger?; 11:44 AM
Anonymous said...: I miss Hawaii.

Actually I miss the company houses in Hawaii, but I wouldn't go any other way. :p; 6:44 PM
Sarah said...: I liked Maui better than the Big Island, I have to admit.

That poor turtle. He was struggling to get out of the water to sun himself.

He'd puuuuush his way up the beach and then kind of collapse on semi-dry sand. And you could just see him kind of relax and think, yeah, this was living, until a little wave would come up and crest over his butt, causing his eyes to narrow. You could practically see him think "oh, goddamnit" as he pushed himself another couple of inches up the beach.; 1:37 PM