Looking back
Well, Hawaii, it's been fun. You've treated me well and we've had some really good times. We laughed together, you put me on the slow road to skin cancer, and surrounded me by occasionally scantily clad women. What more could I ask from a tropical island? Lets take a look back at a few of those times.
Here we have my beautiful Reuben sandwich. This is prime example of the fine cuisine enjoyed by Al and myself during our honeymoon semester in Laie.
We shared many a bonfire. Here was our last. As was often the case, Shem worked the guitar and harmonica.
Michael, my little Filipino roommate, taught me all I know about seduction. Here he shows us the pose he used to win a contract for Calvin Klein.
Shaka Steel gave us far too few performances, but when the did favor us with a diddie it rocked the house.
This shot is the party at Houghton's pad after we finished our final papers. He taught me tons and inspired my future in terrorism, the study of terrorism that is.
Our relationship with the soccer girls meant dinner and fun on many a Sunday afternoon.
I made a lot of friends in Hawaii. Some loved me for my personality, some for my mind, but most loved me for my irresistable hair and sideburns. It had to go eventually but I enjoyed it for a while
Al and I enjoyed a few Saturday hours wasting time on his computers. What a good-lookin' guy he is!
Kokua Fest was amazing this year. My only regret is that we went on 4/19 instead of 4/20, when the contact high would have been exponentially greater. In any case, Dave Matthews, Mason Jennings, and Jack Johnson were off the heezy.
This Reuben sandwich is one example of the fine cuisine enjoyed by Al and myself. To this day I have not discovered a sandwich greater, nor do I anticipate finding one.
Jack gave us a pretty good going away present. This was as good of a way to break up finals week as any I could have asked for. Life is good in Hawaii.
Hawaii was where I was introduced to Audi and my understanding of the Men's Movement, post-modernism, Chacos, and rugby will never be the same. This is us at our "last supper" before I got the heck outta Hawaii.
Here we have my beautiful Reuben sandwich. This is prime example of the fine cuisine enjoyed by Al and myself during our honeymoon semester in Laie.
We shared many a bonfire. Here was our last. As was often the case, Shem worked the guitar and harmonica.
Michael, my little Filipino roommate, taught me all I know about seduction. Here he shows us the pose he used to win a contract for Calvin Klein.
Shaka Steel gave us far too few performances, but when the did favor us with a diddie it rocked the house.
This shot is the party at Houghton's pad after we finished our final papers. He taught me tons and inspired my future in terrorism, the study of terrorism that is.
Our relationship with the soccer girls meant dinner and fun on many a Sunday afternoon.
I made a lot of friends in Hawaii. Some loved me for my personality, some for my mind, but most loved me for my irresistable hair and sideburns. It had to go eventually but I enjoyed it for a while
Al and I enjoyed a few Saturday hours wasting time on his computers. What a good-lookin' guy he is!
Kokua Fest was amazing this year. My only regret is that we went on 4/19 instead of 4/20, when the contact high would have been exponentially greater. In any case, Dave Matthews, Mason Jennings, and Jack Johnson were off the heezy.
This Reuben sandwich is one example of the fine cuisine enjoyed by Al and myself. To this day I have not discovered a sandwich greater, nor do I anticipate finding one.
Jack gave us a pretty good going away present. This was as good of a way to break up finals week as any I could have asked for. Life is good in Hawaii.
Hawaii was where I was introduced to Audi and my understanding of the Men's Movement, post-modernism, Chacos, and rugby will never be the same. This is us at our "last supper" before I got the heck outta Hawaii.