Nana: pronounced Na-na
25 June 2010
24 June 2010
Shun Moroi しゅんくん!
This is an I-Path Japan advertisement featuring my friend Shun Moroi. Actions speak louder than words, yah heard!?!22 June 2010
21 June 2010
11 June 2010
EATS: Tampa, FL
Cephas West Indian Restaurant Tampa, FL 33605
Grassroot Organic Restaurant http://www.thegrassrootlife.com/
La Teresita
3248 West Columbus Drive
Tampa, FL 33607
http://www.lateresitarestaurant.com/
Taj Indian Cuisine
2734 East Fowler Avenue
Tampa, FL 33612-6275
http://www.tajtampaindiancuisine.com/
&
Island Cuisine
2301 E Hillsbrough Ave
Tampa, FL 33610
Sorry Taco Bus on East Hillsborough Ave., but the last time we dined I wasn't into your dinner conversation...
La Teresita3248 West Columbus Drive
Tampa, FL 33607
http://www.lateresitarestaurant.com/
Taj Indian Cuisine2734 East Fowler Avenue
Tampa, FL 33612-6275
http://www.tajtampaindiancuisine.com/
&
Island Cuisine
2301 E Hillsbrough Ave
Tampa, FL 33610
Sorry Taco Bus on East Hillsborough Ave., but the last time we dined I wasn't into your dinner conversation...
Ode to the Gulf of Mexico
Once upon a time...
This can't be happening...Today at 13:30 I stepped outside ready and reeling to eat lunch. I hesitated on which direction to head and where to eat when I was called upon by a lady looking for Oxfam America donations. Since I hadn’t decided on where to eat I asked her what my donation would support. She started rattling off global issues when I interrupted her with a smile; “I understand people are suffering in distant lands and I feel for them, but what about the oil gushing from the Gulf of Mexico’s bowels? What is your company doing for the Gulf right now???” Well, she of course mentioned BP isn’t doing anything, or so it seems, and in the meantime Oxfam America is educating the Gulf locals on how to handle the worst disaster of 2010 on a neighborhood level; i.e. proper clothing for clean up, educating people on the toxic affects of the oil, etc etc. So, being the believer of good souls that I am, I declined the monthly contribution option, handed her $10 cash, and quickly filled out my “one-time gift contribution form”.
I’m going to start this off by stating two things; 1. I believe the US gov’t monitors anti-USA conspiracy trash talking via internet blog flagging, of sorts, and 2. This is my opinion, which I am entitled to here in the good ol’ United States of America, so I’m going to disregard #1 and go with #2. I feel this oil spill crisis could have been handled long before it became the worst disaster in 2010. Now, everyone is up-to-date on what’s going on in the Gulf with the BP oil gusher, so there is no reason for me to recap what Fox News has clearly outlined. However, what I am extremely confused and irritated about is why the US Gov’t was contacting, or communicating with, the director of Avatar to set up a better live feed rather than stopping this underwater North American tectonic plate bleed??? Are they serious??? Rather than stopping the oil and billing BP after the fact, since BP can’t get the gear stick out of their arse and into drive, we’re concerned about underwater cameras!!!??? Is this a scam for people to buy more Avatar DVDs, because everyone and their momma have seen that film at least twice in the theatre!!! Seriously, there are only two words that can describe this pathetic waste of time tactic; 1. STALLING and 2. BULLSHIT. Really people, do they take us for idiots???
Right, so I gave that lady $10. I don’t give away money I work hard for unless I know it’s going to good use. Don’t get me wrong, I randomly will give money out to individuals within the huge homeless population here in San Francisco, $27 being the highest one-time donation straight out of the ATM from my account into a man’s hands, but there was good reason for that; we chatted for an hour, he told me jokes, he sang an acapella big band style, he new the year in which my silk vintage tie was produced, and he had the best schpeel for why he needed exactly $27 I have ever heard, even though it was indeed a scam. I’m not cheap with my money, I’m smart with my money; paper notes that really don’t mean squat in the grand scheme of things…what happened to gold and silver?!! Anyway, I gave that lady ten clams with the hope that it will do something. Why do I care? Well, my brother and I grew up on Siesta Key Beach in Sarasota, FL. We, along with close friends of ours, have canoed the Wakulla River in Tallahassee, the Alafia River in Hillsborough county, swam at South Beach in Miami, stared in awe as we drove through the Florida Everglades, climbed through mangrove forests, snorkeled in the Florida Keys, swam with manatees, watched dolphins make sweet love, and this list could go on and on. If I made six figures a year and drove some posh yupped-out Hummer whilst my Louis Vuitton-leather enclosed blackberry rang with my the latest investment update, I would have signed up for that monthly donation, as well as donated more funds to other non-profits who are directly in contact with the Gulf borders of Louisiana, Mississippi, Alabama, and of course my beloved Florida. Alas, I am just a humble middle class citizen who wishes Poseidon would arise from slumber only to send a hurricane/water spout/massive lightning bolt straight for BP’s jugular while plugging that damned oil leak with his big toe.
…A week ago I swam at Navarre Beach and Pensacola Beach with my brother-in-law and my wife; at their home beaches. Pensacola is one of the closest Florida beach towns to that infamous oil trickle, with sands whiter than the after affects of staring at the sun for too long. It was said that their hotel bookings and seafood orders have nearly stopped and that tar balls have started to surface and wash ashore on their beaches. I’ve heard of a visible oil sheen creeping into one of their main bays. It’s really hard to believe that that could have been my last Gulf swim, free of pollution and floating aquatic corpses. And what’s even sadder is many US residents aren’t able to envision the spectacular beauty of Florida’s Gulf Coast, where the best mainland American beaches were once known to reside. All I can do now is hope that THE MAN has flagged my blog, having read my opinion, and perhaps passed it along to people who could help solve this problem…and I hope that The Gulf of Mexico will fully recover with in my life span so I may wade and swim once more with the memories of my youth.
I’m going to start this off by stating two things; 1. I believe the US gov’t monitors anti-USA conspiracy trash talking via internet blog flagging, of sorts, and 2. This is my opinion, which I am entitled to here in the good ol’ United States of America, so I’m going to disregard #1 and go with #2. I feel this oil spill crisis could have been handled long before it became the worst disaster in 2010. Now, everyone is up-to-date on what’s going on in the Gulf with the BP oil gusher, so there is no reason for me to recap what Fox News has clearly outlined. However, what I am extremely confused and irritated about is why the US Gov’t was contacting, or communicating with, the director of Avatar to set up a better live feed rather than stopping this underwater North American tectonic plate bleed??? Are they serious??? Rather than stopping the oil and billing BP after the fact, since BP can’t get the gear stick out of their arse and into drive, we’re concerned about underwater cameras!!!??? Is this a scam for people to buy more Avatar DVDs, because everyone and their momma have seen that film at least twice in the theatre!!! Seriously, there are only two words that can describe this pathetic waste of time tactic; 1. STALLING and 2. BULLSHIT. Really people, do they take us for idiots???
Right, so I gave that lady $10. I don’t give away money I work hard for unless I know it’s going to good use. Don’t get me wrong, I randomly will give money out to individuals within the huge homeless population here in San Francisco, $27 being the highest one-time donation straight out of the ATM from my account into a man’s hands, but there was good reason for that; we chatted for an hour, he told me jokes, he sang an acapella big band style, he new the year in which my silk vintage tie was produced, and he had the best schpeel for why he needed exactly $27 I have ever heard, even though it was indeed a scam. I’m not cheap with my money, I’m smart with my money; paper notes that really don’t mean squat in the grand scheme of things…what happened to gold and silver?!! Anyway, I gave that lady ten clams with the hope that it will do something. Why do I care? Well, my brother and I grew up on Siesta Key Beach in Sarasota, FL. We, along with close friends of ours, have canoed the Wakulla River in Tallahassee, the Alafia River in Hillsborough county, swam at South Beach in Miami, stared in awe as we drove through the Florida Everglades, climbed through mangrove forests, snorkeled in the Florida Keys, swam with manatees, watched dolphins make sweet love, and this list could go on and on. If I made six figures a year and drove some posh yupped-out Hummer whilst my Louis Vuitton-leather enclosed blackberry rang with my the latest investment update, I would have signed up for that monthly donation, as well as donated more funds to other non-profits who are directly in contact with the Gulf borders of Louisiana, Mississippi, Alabama, and of course my beloved Florida. Alas, I am just a humble middle class citizen who wishes Poseidon would arise from slumber only to send a hurricane/water spout/massive lightning bolt straight for BP’s jugular while plugging that damned oil leak with his big toe.
…A week ago I swam at Navarre Beach and Pensacola Beach with my brother-in-law and my wife; at their home beaches. Pensacola is one of the closest Florida beach towns to that infamous oil trickle, with sands whiter than the after affects of staring at the sun for too long. It was said that their hotel bookings and seafood orders have nearly stopped and that tar balls have started to surface and wash ashore on their beaches. I’ve heard of a visible oil sheen creeping into one of their main bays. It’s really hard to believe that that could have been my last Gulf swim, free of pollution and floating aquatic corpses. And what’s even sadder is many US residents aren’t able to envision the spectacular beauty of Florida’s Gulf Coast, where the best mainland American beaches were once known to reside. All I can do now is hope that THE MAN has flagged my blog, having read my opinion, and perhaps passed it along to people who could help solve this problem…and I hope that The Gulf of Mexico will fully recover with in my life span so I may wade and swim once more with the memories of my youth.
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