Seeking serenity at Paleaku Garden Peace Sanctuary
Food for fish, er, thought
I hate hugs.
The new people have begun arriving. Joe the new sports editor, seems like a nice guy, good sense of humor, still relatively quiet. He's a friend of Brian, our old sports guy who's been promoted.
Have you ever been so overwhelmed by the things you have to do that your mind shuts down and you end up forgetting? This happens to me all the time. I wonder if some fancy-schmancy drug company has already come up with a name for it. Like Adult Attention Deficit Disorder. I refuse to pop a pill for my freak-outs.
Walking to the check-out counter at the local Wal-Mart when a local guy walks by yelling over his shoulder at a friend,
Today it rained. It rained like I remembered it raining in Hilo. It rained so that I wished I was at home, under a blanket, asleep with a book on my chest.
Me: Hi. I'm a reporter calling from.... I'm just reading your press release about the student that brought the Napalm to school. It says "initial investigations showed there were no injuries." Was anyone injured?
Me: Brian, I am such a failure. I couldn't even get in touch with the mother. I'm an awful investigative reporter.
I spent today following up on a father and son who'd been hit by a drunk driver on Sunday. I tried various means to get in touch with the boy's mother to get the human interest side of the story.
Lt. B. and I agreed that Sgt. M is a smart man. He has a a wry sense of humor, rich with wit--the kind of humor that only comes with having brains.
The best part about Troy was when Paris (Orlando Bloom) passed the sword of Troy to a young man limping along with his father.
The girl is pissy today.
The police use words like "Tango", "Hotel", and "Juliet" to avoid confusion when calling in letters on license plates.
The panic hit and I was rambling.