So Julian Casablancas, the lanky misanthropic lead singer and songwriter for the Strokes is putting out a solo record, Phrazes for the Young on October 19th. The first single is "11th Dimension" and it rocks.
To me, it sounds like a remix of a song from the second half of The Strokes' First Impressions of Earth, as if someone stripped the vocals and layed under them some hipster techno. But hey, its kinda growing on me. We'll see how the rest of the album turns out in a few weeks.
(and as for the post title, it's obviously from Wayne's World, but The Strokes used to play secret NYC gigs as the Shitty Beatles once they became popular. Also, countdown to the arrival of the Mono Box Set has begun, so I'm keeping it all tied together. SYNERGY!)
Tomorrow Never Knows: How I Won The Beatles
So over at Flavorwire (which is an awesome blog, pop-culture/design stories, check it out), they held a contest. Normally, I'm not one for online, comments based feats of strength, but they had me in the first line: Win The Beatles’ Limited-Edition Mono Box Set.Officially hooked. The stereo box set is what I had my sights on, being cheaper and more of the familiar tunes I loved, but even then, and I'd probably have to not eat for a few days so I could afford it. But the mono? That retails at a whopping $270 bucks. And it doesn't include Yellow Submarine, Abbey Road or Let It Be. But I wanted it so badly. Mono is how those albums were recorded and meant to be heard. I want to go to there.
So the contest was "leave a comment explaining which Beatles song you’re most excited to hear in mono, and why." Here's the wordy, self-referential answer I submitted:
For a Beatles fanatic like me, there is really only one answer: Tomorrow Never Knows. Yes, I know; it's aural-apocalypse seems more fitting for the endless duality of stereo. But it was originally recorded in mono. It was originally mixed in mono. It was originally dreamt up, most likely in one of John Lennon's nightmares, to be heard in mono. And the fact that the song succeeds at being so sonically complex and full, while being in mono, is why I'm so excited to hear it in it's true form. It makes you feel like angels of death are swooping right next to your head, in mono. It jumps your heart to follow Ringo's chasing beat, in mono. And you fear what can only be assumed is the sound of the afterlife, in mono. Not a bad feat for a song with only one chord.So I won. Got the email this morning. They're mailing it to me today. Is this real life? I can eat this week!
Playlist: September 2009
It's been so long since I've done a monthly playlist, I felt I owed it to you. So here's a fine selection of tunes to finish off your September. New and old, urban and rural, 'Mericans and Limeys, side projects and comebacks, solos and duets; it's a full spectrum of awesome. Enjoy.Monsters of Folk - Losin' Yo Head
The indie rock supergroup released their first original album this week, and after a few run-through listens, here's the single that pops out at me. It's upbeat, full sounding, and raucous with a great melody. Jim James takes the lead vocals on this one while M.Ward, Conor Oberst and Mike Mogis back him up with a bar band sound.
Pearl Jam - Speed of Sound
No, E.V. & Co. did not cover a Coldplay song (thank god). They did however released a new album, Backspacer, this week as well. "The Fixer" is the typical rockin' single, but I think this is the best, and most surprising track. It's a down-tempo, anthematic, Nashville-style shuffle. Mature but not cheesy; this isn't like a latter-day Eagles track, it has a certain amount of gravitas.
Jay-Z - Empire State of Mind
As I said before, I am not a hip-hop fan. I don't try to be, and I certainly shy away from saying anything authoritative about it. But, this song fuckin' rules. Great hook. Here's the download after I YouTube teased you.
Artic Monkeys - Crying Lightning
I cannot say I love the newest album by these young Brits, Humbug, but I do quite fancy this song. The whole EP was produced by Josh Homme, Mr. Queens of the Stone Age himself. As a result, much of the Monkey's signature brit-pop sound is replaced with a laid-back stoner-rock vibe...only with English accents. Which is odd. But this is the best of the lot.
Pete Yorn & Scarlett Johansson - I Don't Know What To Do
I've already given you the lead single off their Break Up record, "Relator," but I couldn't let you leave without hearing this great track. A dreamy roots rock duet with a set of realistic lyrics; one of those half break-up, half make-up songs.
The Replacements - Seen Your Video
While visiting DC, my cousin brought be into his world where they listen to the Replacements all weekend (it's pretty awesome). This timeless rocker is a response to the superficiality of MTV at the time (the mid to late 80's). An extended yet tight rock instrumental with a few shouted lyrics is unpalatable to a video crowd, but perfect on vinyl and for an army of indie-punks. The Hold Steady certainly took a big listen to these guys.
Swingin' Medallions - Double Shot of My Baby's Love
I heard this song on Hawaiian oldie's radio, but at first I thought it was some kind of 90's novelty song. It sounds decidedly Stax, but with background sounds of a frat party, and lyrics like "She loved me so long and she loved me so hard/I finally passed out in her front yard" it didn't sound like something that could have seriously come from the 60's. But there it is, a real R&B song, and I love it.
Talking Heads - Right Start
During a drunken night/early morning of friends surfing my iTunes and looking for something to dance to, my buddy exclaimed "Where the hell is all your Talking Heads?" And I had no good answer. Sure, I had Stop Making Sense, but I did not have anything further. So I dug deep into their discography the next day, finding a re-issue of Remain in Light. Not only did it have the usual track listing, but it featured a few studio outtakes, including this one of "Once In A Lifetime." It's an early jam establishing that thumping bass and sonic atmosphere, but with a funky guitar line replacing the lyrics. It's a badass groove in this incarnation.
Tabula Rasa
I finally kicked Blondie out, and helped her set up her own blog, so I could have mine back. Check it out: iamblondie.blogspot.com
As for me, I'm going to try to steer this space back to it's roots: my photography, recommended music, and strange tales of living in the City. So hopefully tomorrow I can get you some of all three.
Until then, enjoy this Song of the Day. It took me going to Hawaii and DC to get into a hometown anthem, but Jay-Z's new single "Empire State of Mind" is just fuckin' great. I missed NYC a whole helluva lot, and it's great to be back in the City with the Giants rolling and Fall just beginning to hit. I'm not a hip-hop guy at all (shocking, I know), but I can't argue against a pop gem because of genre:
As for me, I'm going to try to steer this space back to it's roots: my photography, recommended music, and strange tales of living in the City. So hopefully tomorrow I can get you some of all three.
Until then, enjoy this Song of the Day. It took me going to Hawaii and DC to get into a hometown anthem, but Jay-Z's new single "Empire State of Mind" is just fuckin' great. I missed NYC a whole helluva lot, and it's great to be back in the City with the Giants rolling and Fall just beginning to hit. I'm not a hip-hop guy at all (shocking, I know), but I can't argue against a pop gem because of genre:
Blondie Gets Her Own
This will be my last guest post on the MNLJ. I am embarking on my own blog, something I never thought I would enjoy until the MNLJ made me do this. Highlights to come in order of appearance:
1. My Final Days Here
2. Month or two of severe seasonal depression when I leave this tropical paradise. Location: New Haven, CT
3. BC/Notre Dame Game in Chicago: Sequel to Lindsay & Conor’s wedding?? I sure hope so because we all had a feeling that that night was a good, good night.
4. Costa Rica: MNLJ & I are jet-set there in November for close friend Liza’s wedding
5. Becca & Steve’s First Hosting of a Family Thanksgiving in HOTlanta
LAST BUT NOT LEAST:
Gus: I am getting a puppy after Thanksgiving. He will be a pug and he will be awesome.
COMING SOON: http://iamblondie.blogspot.com/
Blonde and Dangerous
Day 5:
Without the MNLJ around, I haven’t been hitting the booze much (we drank for 16 days straight so this hiatus is welcomed with open arms) which means I am able to do things on Sunday morning that involve physical activity. Things I wouldn’t even fathom doing back East after say, a 7AM night at Mona’s like the MNLJ had on Saturday night…he was in bed after me WITH the 6 hour time change.
So this fine Sunday I decided it was time to run the Ke Ala Hele Makalae Path. It is 4.1 miles from end to end so 8.2 if you go there and back. The path wraps around the ‘Coconut Coast’ which comprises the Eastern shore of Kauai. I woke up to the roosters cooing at 6:20 AM, had a delightful bowl of yogurt with papaya & honey-roasted macadamia nuts, hopped in the ‘stang and hit the road. With Bob Marley resonating from my car’s dope sound system and my blonde pony blowing in the wind, I drove 20 miles to the head of the trail:
A few noteworthy things happened during this epic undertaking:
1) I was off to a great start. This was by far the most beautiful and breathtaking run I had ever been on. Winding turns brought me around and through private beaches and I got a front row view of many ridiculous ocean-front mansions. I was thinking to myself, is this what running is like in Heaven? I felt like I was floating, light as a feather….until I realized that the floating feeling was more like light-headedness and that I no longer was in Heaven, I was overheating, much like you would do if you were running in Hell. Luckily I was hitting mile 4 which brought me back to my car where I dumped a Nalgene’s worth of H20 over my head,. I proceeded to drink another full Nalgene while contemplating quitting but put my best (left) foot forward and carried on for the 2nd half.
2) Along the way I passed signs like this:
Lesson here: When rocks are falling, dance like Blondie:
3) I also saw things like this:
4) And to top it off I saw this around mile 6:
You may be wondering why this is a noteworthy spotting…a trailer with the word Unlimited on the side?? Well the humor here is that this was my office for the past 5 weeks. It was towed from the St. Regis parking lot on Friday (an eye-sore such as this is no longer welcome on the property – hotshots from Starwood ordered it gone before the employees started). I have noticed that the Hawaiian culture is not one of urgency so my guess is that the tow driver decided to stop for a surf and never picked it back up. Classic.
5) I trekked on in the 88 degree blazing sun for the final 2 miles, passing many a bikers, joggers, and walkers, most of whom offered up an “aloha”. I leave you with a final victory fist pump back at the ‘stang. I lived to tell the story of the 8.2 mile journey along the Ke Ala Hele Makalae Path.
Mahalo!
Without the MNLJ around, I haven’t been hitting the booze much (we drank for 16 days straight so this hiatus is welcomed with open arms) which means I am able to do things on Sunday morning that involve physical activity. Things I wouldn’t even fathom doing back East after say, a 7AM night at Mona’s like the MNLJ had on Saturday night…he was in bed after me WITH the 6 hour time change.
So this fine Sunday I decided it was time to run the Ke Ala Hele Makalae Path. It is 4.1 miles from end to end so 8.2 if you go there and back. The path wraps around the ‘Coconut Coast’ which comprises the Eastern shore of Kauai. I woke up to the roosters cooing at 6:20 AM, had a delightful bowl of yogurt with papaya & honey-roasted macadamia nuts, hopped in the ‘stang and hit the road. With Bob Marley resonating from my car’s dope sound system and my blonde pony blowing in the wind, I drove 20 miles to the head of the trail:
the beautiful beginning
A few noteworthy things happened during this epic undertaking:
1) I was off to a great start. This was by far the most beautiful and breathtaking run I had ever been on. Winding turns brought me around and through private beaches and I got a front row view of many ridiculous ocean-front mansions. I was thinking to myself, is this what running is like in Heaven? I felt like I was floating, light as a feather….until I realized that the floating feeling was more like light-headedness and that I no longer was in Heaven, I was overheating, much like you would do if you were running in Hell. Luckily I was hitting mile 4 which brought me back to my car where I dumped a Nalgene’s worth of H20 over my head,. I proceeded to drink another full Nalgene while contemplating quitting but put my best (left) foot forward and carried on for the 2nd half.
2) Along the way I passed signs like this:
watch out!
Lesson here: When rocks are falling, dance like Blondie:
you can also yell out a woo or two
3) I also saw things like this:
just your average hawaiian sitting in a tree, not an unusual sighting
4) And to top it off I saw this around mile 6:
You may be wondering why this is a noteworthy spotting…a trailer with the word Unlimited on the side?? Well the humor here is that this was my office for the past 5 weeks. It was towed from the St. Regis parking lot on Friday (an eye-sore such as this is no longer welcome on the property – hotshots from Starwood ordered it gone before the employees started). I have noticed that the Hawaiian culture is not one of urgency so my guess is that the tow driver decided to stop for a surf and never picked it back up. Classic.
5) I trekked on in the 88 degree blazing sun for the final 2 miles, passing many a bikers, joggers, and walkers, most of whom offered up an “aloha”. I leave you with a final victory fist pump back at the ‘stang. I lived to tell the story of the 8.2 mile journey along the Ke Ala Hele Makalae Path.
shortly before this picture was taken, a dread-locked hippie by the name of judah introduced himself to me and asked in a pot-induced haze if my car was fast. when I replied ‘yes’ he said “coooool, see you around” and kept on walking
Mahalo!
Guest Post: Blondie Tells Her Side
Blondie here, making my first guest appearance on the MNLJ show. It has been 4 days since the MNLJ left and besides crying myself to sleep every night, I have been quite busy. Since he did a fantastic job documenting our lovely 2 weeks in Paradise together, I will not bother recapping any of it. So below is an update of what I have been up to sans the MNLJ.
Day 1: Wept in bed all day…didn’t eat, couldn’t sleep, you get the gist.
PYSCH!
Woke up 6 am, ran 7 miles, went to work, yelled at a bunch of people, hit the beach for a sunset swim, made myself a tropical burger and retired to episode 1 of My So Called Life (MSCL) on Hulu. I forgot how phenomenal that show was:
Skip to Day 4:
Saturday morning I took a trip to the Hanalei Farmer’s Market. How I love fresh fruit and veggies. These beautiful pink things are called Dragon Fruit:
After filling up my satchel I headed into work for a few hours then took a drive to one of my favorite beaches and spent the afternoon swimming/sunbathing. Came home to a big fresh salad and retired to episode 2 of MSCL, drooling over Jordan:
Second guest appearance will be featured tomorrow. Mahalo!
Day 1: Wept in bed all day…didn’t eat, couldn’t sleep, you get the gist.
PYSCH!
Woke up 6 am, ran 7 miles, went to work, yelled at a bunch of people, hit the beach for a sunset swim, made myself a tropical burger and retired to episode 1 of My So Called Life (MSCL) on Hulu. I forgot how phenomenal that show was:
jordan catalano is so dreamy. i forgot how much i loved early 90’s plaid.
Skip to Day 4:
Saturday morning I took a trip to the Hanalei Farmer’s Market. How I love fresh fruit and veggies. These beautiful pink things are called Dragon Fruit:
yum!
After filling up my satchel I headed into work for a few hours then took a drive to one of my favorite beaches and spent the afternoon swimming/sunbathing. Came home to a big fresh salad and retired to episode 2 of MSCL, drooling over Jordan:
yum again!
Second guest appearance will be featured tomorrow. Mahalo!
Come Back Home
Ah, back in the City. Quite a long flight home, made only longer by President Obama; apparently, no planes can take-off or land in NYC when he's in town. So while he was paying tribute to Cronkite, I was in the air reading SkyMall for the 3rd time. Speaking of, I ordered this awesome speaker set that looks like boulders. Burger's going to love it:
After coming from gorgeous weather, and having left NYC in the oppressive August humidity, It's fall apparently. I was repeatedly reminded on my way home by all the Facebook status updates: "OMG totes freezing! where is my cardigan LOL" or "i know i complained about the heat, but I miss the summer a lot ;( wahh." These are my friends?
Anyway, I miss Kaua'i, but I'm glad to be back. Blondie is out there for another 2+ weeks finishing up the ol' Saint Regis, so I'm going to give her a guest blog next. Stay tuned for that gem. But you know what? I am happy it's Fall. Giants Football, BC Football, new TV season, less sweating, not getting looked at weird for wearing jeans all the time, and Thanksgiving: it's going to be mighty fine. I'm putting together a nice early-autumn playlist for you guys, hopefully for next week. Until then, aloha.
hey i like rocks...
After coming from gorgeous weather, and having left NYC in the oppressive August humidity, It's fall apparently. I was repeatedly reminded on my way home by all the Facebook status updates: "OMG totes freezing! where is my cardigan LOL" or "i know i complained about the heat, but I miss the summer a lot ;( wahh." These are my friends?
Anyway, I miss Kaua'i, but I'm glad to be back. Blondie is out there for another 2+ weeks finishing up the ol' Saint Regis, so I'm going to give her a guest blog next. Stay tuned for that gem. But you know what? I am happy it's Fall. Giants Football, BC Football, new TV season, less sweating, not getting looked at weird for wearing jeans all the time, and Thanksgiving: it's going to be mighty fine. I'm putting together a nice early-autumn playlist for you guys, hopefully for next week. Until then, aloha.
Bumped Along
One more day in Paradiso. AA overbooked and filled my Monday night flight, so I'm here until tonight. Then I fly into LAX, and from there to JFK, arriving Wednesday evening. Fun Times! I was going to post this last night, but here is a snippet of our last few days:
We went hiking on the Kalalau Trail, which is like 8 miles long if you do the whole thing. We, however, only did the first leg, into a secluded beach where hippies camp out frequently. Despite this, it was gorgeous and did not smell like patchouli oil. The hike wasn't crazy difficult, but it was long and uphill both ways (how does that work?) and definitely not easy. I feel on my ass a few times on the way back down, proving that I am not as outdoors-y as I may have thought (this must be why I was a horrible boyscout, and eventual dropout):
But it was worth it for views like this:
And this:
And despite this warning:
I had some fun:
And to top it all off, Blondie and I went to our favorite sushi place (and home of the as yet to be named "best Mai Tai") Hanalei Dolphin. And much to my chagrin, she finally got me to wear the Hawaiian shirt she bought me:
So it's been a riot of a time. I'll do a bunch of recaps and reflections from the road/home. But one more thing before I start my return home; something of particular interest to me. I've been eating it on sandwiches the whole time, but I just noticed that Hellman's (the ONLY kind of mayonnaise) is called "Best Food" out here. Weird right?
We went hiking on the Kalalau Trail, which is like 8 miles long if you do the whole thing. We, however, only did the first leg, into a secluded beach where hippies camp out frequently. Despite this, it was gorgeous and did not smell like patchouli oil. The hike wasn't crazy difficult, but it was long and uphill both ways (how does that work?) and definitely not easy. I feel on my ass a few times on the way back down, proving that I am not as outdoors-y as I may have thought (this must be why I was a horrible boyscout, and eventual dropout):
But it was worth it for views like this:
And this:
And despite this warning:
I had some fun:
And to top it all off, Blondie and I went to our favorite sushi place (and home of the as yet to be named "best Mai Tai") Hanalei Dolphin. And much to my chagrin, she finally got me to wear the Hawaiian shirt she bought me:
oh god, please take my eyes, but not the shirt!
So it's been a riot of a time. I'll do a bunch of recaps and reflections from the road/home. But one more thing before I start my return home; something of particular interest to me. I've been eating it on sandwiches the whole time, but I just noticed that Hellman's (the ONLY kind of mayonnaise) is called "Best Food" out here. Weird right?
Labor Day Music Giveaway! Act Now!
Just a quick post with some Labor Day music for you, to enjoy on your long weekend. I gotta get this out fast since it's past 1PM there and I know most of you are leaving work soon (lucky basterds. oh wait, nevermind; I forgot where I was). It's a mix of songs that are this past summer to me. Pete Yorn, Wilco, Deer Tick, and some others to rock your last weekend. Get after it:The Very Best - Warm Heart of Africa
Real Afro-pop. Yes, the Vampire Weekend guy sings on it too, don't worry.
The Dirty Projectors - Stillness is The Move
A funky, off beat, bop song. Sunset music.
Deer Tick - Straight into a Storm
Throwback 1950's 12-bar rock n' roll that sounds like your buddy's band drunkenly playing outside.
Passion Pit - Seaweed Song
I still don't love these guys, but this song has that endless summer feel.
Wilco - You Never Know
Best song of the summer. Feels like you've known this rock song forever.
Wilco - Sonny Feeling
More nostalgic rock with another Travelling Wilburys-esque solo. But different, and great.
Pete Yorn - Last Summer
As overproduced as Pete will ever sound, but it works. Has a 80's teen movie vibe to it.
Pete Yorn - Rooftop
Blondie loves this song. Makes the summer in NYC seem like you should have stuck around for it instead of going to the goddamn Hamptons.
Pete Yorn (with Scarlett J) - Relator
The fuzzy guitar, upbeat tempo, and sexy/humid lyrics sound like a hot August day.
Brendan Benson - Poised and Ready
Fast Paced and urgent. Drive to it. Fast.
Brendan Benson - Eyes on the Horizon
Elvis Costello meets the Raconteurs.
Helicopter Hangover
For my birthday, Blondie gifted me a helicopter ride over Kaua'i on the nicest fleet of choppers this island has to offer (Blue Hawaiian, PLUG!). It was yesterday. I was nervous. I'm not a huge fan of heights; it's not a crazy phobia by any means, but I prefer to stay closer to Mother Earth if given the option. But there's really only one way to see most of this island, which is only 15% inhabited and reachable by road; on a whirlybird (lets see how many other nicknames for helicopter I can fit in here). So I went off to Lihue to board the craft, which I was assured is the safest, newest, and most green of all available: the Eco-Star.
We got on, and were given a flotation device in a fanny-pack. Because you know, if you fall out of an autogiro into the water, you'd want a place to store your chapstick and small change. Then, a headset, so I could listen to the Hungarian family on board with me translate everything our pilot/tour guide pointed out to us.
We took off, and it was thrilling. Giros fly at that height where everything below looks like a train set miniature. So it's quite surreal. Also, they're turbulent as hell. We were all over the place. But it was all worth it for views like these:
And it was all going great, until about 40 min into the flight. I started to feel, well, hungover. Really hungover. Not just "oh my god I drank so much last night you guys" hungover, but "is this the swine flu, and why is there a goat in the bathroom" hungover. I started to sweat, then get chilly. I felt a balloon start to inflate inside my head. I got the pre-hurl feeling in my throat. I reached for the thankfully provided barf bag. I opened it up, and prepared for the worst. And then...we landed.
It was a one in a lifetime thrill (I'll post more pics, especially the ones from my film camera, on Flickr soon). I cant say I'd rush to do it again; but given some time to let this nausea pass in full, I'd give it another go. Maybe with Blondie this time. Though I'd hate to hurl on her.
We got on, and were given a flotation device in a fanny-pack. Because you know, if you fall out of an autogiro into the water, you'd want a place to store your chapstick and small change. Then, a headset, so I could listen to the Hungarian family on board with me translate everything our pilot/tour guide pointed out to us.
nézd meg a vízesés!
We took off, and it was thrilling. Giros fly at that height where everything below looks like a train set miniature. So it's quite surreal. Also, they're turbulent as hell. We were all over the place. But it was all worth it for views like these:
And it was all going great, until about 40 min into the flight. I started to feel, well, hungover. Really hungover. Not just "oh my god I drank so much last night you guys" hungover, but "is this the swine flu, and why is there a goat in the bathroom" hungover. I started to sweat, then get chilly. I felt a balloon start to inflate inside my head. I got the pre-hurl feeling in my throat. I reached for the thankfully provided barf bag. I opened it up, and prepared for the worst. And then...we landed.
vomit averted. mission accomplished.
It was a one in a lifetime thrill (I'll post more pics, especially the ones from my film camera, on Flickr soon). I cant say I'd rush to do it again; but given some time to let this nausea pass in full, I'd give it another go. Maybe with Blondie this time. Though I'd hate to hurl on her.
Questions Answered
1) What time is it there?
It's 5:18AM on Monday August 29th, give or take, depending upon Daylight Savings. Kidding, we're 6 hours behind you on the East Coast. So if it's noon in NYC, its 6AM here.
2) Whats the weather like?
It rains every night, finishes by about 8AM, then its 85 all day. But it's not too hot, because there's a very pleasant humidity in the air. Not the North East humidity that makes you feel like you're covered in latex, but a cooling, healthy humidity. It also sets us up for the best sunsets I've ever seen:
3) What's with the roosters?
Apparently, a big hurricane in 1992 hit Kaua'i directly, and it broke open a ton of chicken coops. They escaped, eventually became wild, and with no natural predator, they flourished. Some say that they may have come from cock-fighting roosters, which is why they are so resilient in the wild. Like this guy, who I assume is Little Yerry's cousin:
4) How is it going?
Awesome. Pretty, pretty awesome.
5) Have you learned to surf yet?
No. It's kind of expensive actually. Still debating if it's going to happen, since I'll most likely not even be able to get up.
6) Have you had poi yet?
No! We can't find it on any menu. It's crazy. I might have to buy a bag of it from the grocery store and make it myself.
7) What's in a Mai Tai?
It varies. But usually: light rum, a dark rum floater, orange curaçao, pineapple/orange/guava juice, and a pineapple/maraschino cherry garnish. Sun and sand are optional.
8) How are the scripts coming?
What are you, my editor? Lay off; they're coming along fine, ok?
9) How's Blondie doing at work?
She's killing it. I get to listen to her yell at people every morning on conference calls. Don't mess with her installations.
10) When are you coming back?
Never. And by that I mean next Tuesday.
It's 5:18AM on Monday August 29th, give or take, depending upon Daylight Savings. Kidding, we're 6 hours behind you on the East Coast. So if it's noon in NYC, its 6AM here.
2) Whats the weather like?
It rains every night, finishes by about 8AM, then its 85 all day. But it's not too hot, because there's a very pleasant humidity in the air. Not the North East humidity that makes you feel like you're covered in latex, but a cooling, healthy humidity. It also sets us up for the best sunsets I've ever seen:
3) What's with the roosters?
Apparently, a big hurricane in 1992 hit Kaua'i directly, and it broke open a ton of chicken coops. They escaped, eventually became wild, and with no natural predator, they flourished. Some say that they may have come from cock-fighting roosters, which is why they are so resilient in the wild. Like this guy, who I assume is Little Yerry's cousin:
4) How is it going?
Awesome. Pretty, pretty awesome.
5) Have you learned to surf yet?
No. It's kind of expensive actually. Still debating if it's going to happen, since I'll most likely not even be able to get up.
6) Have you had poi yet?
No! We can't find it on any menu. It's crazy. I might have to buy a bag of it from the grocery store and make it myself.
7) What's in a Mai Tai?
It varies. But usually: light rum, a dark rum floater, orange curaçao, pineapple/orange/guava juice, and a pineapple/maraschino cherry garnish. Sun and sand are optional.
8) How are the scripts coming?
What are you, my editor? Lay off; they're coming along fine, ok?
9) How's Blondie doing at work?
She's killing it. I get to listen to her yell at people every morning on conference calls. Don't mess with her installations.
10) When are you coming back?
Never. And by that I mean next Tuesday.
is that a tan? no, i guess not. but it's close
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