People that are really good at what they doing

Ronald Jenkees. I just bought 2 copies of his CD, so he'll sign them.

Danny MacAskill. I did not buy his CD.

Firecrackers.

Ice / Straw

Why can't you drink a beer with a straw or ice?

With any other carbonated drink it's acceptable.

Photography

Sometimes it's the tecnique, playing with a new setting, squeezing the AoF as tight as I can or following some principles.

Other times it's the process, getting me out of the house. It can sublimate cabin fever when it threatens.

Mostly it's the content. Your body of work is never done. It's important to continue to create and explore and express if only for yourself.

It's always a good thing.

I'm just glad I can create something. It doesn't have to be amazing, it just has to be honest. I like showing my pictures here and on Flickr, but the audience is mostly me and mostly unimportant.

Waipi'o

I went camping with the Intermediate school on Thursday. It was an end-of-the-year reward for the kids that got all their work done on time.
My usual approach to school outings is to do whatever the kids do, eat the same food, do the same activities and get just as dirty. This being no exception I opted to walk down the valley with the kids, on a road that is 4wd only for a good reason. So steep that it was often difficult to stop once the momentum had its hold. It's two days later and I'm still sore, I have trouble standing up and sitting down or standing still. It's that bad. It's a beautiful way to spend a Thursday: removing invasive species in a beautiful valley that the Ali'i of old used to live in.


The valley is called Waipi'o because it's a microcosm of the water cycle.

Wai - water
pi'o - arch or curve.

As you can see it's absolutey beautiful. It's a lush tropical rain forest teaming with life.

The More Beautiful World Our Hearts Tell Us Is Possible

Robotanists

Sounds like a pretty good idea. So do it.

Work will set you free

I had a conversation with my brother once about work. He said he liked his work so much, he would go in early and stay late, work weekends, 12 hour days etc. I told him I could never understand that, liking work. At the time I think I was in highschool and my jobs consisted of mowing lawns, digging holes and data entry, so it's easy to understand why I felt that way. What I didn't understand was that it's not just the work that is part of the job. It's the other people, it's the impact, it's the environment.

I've been through a few more jobs since then, most of them had good sides and also bad: cheap/free food, the access to corporate software, the wiring skills I was learned, the cute girl at the lunch counter, the money I was making or the ease of the workload (I started this blog at work).

None of them fulfilled me. I never went to sleep happy and content, usually instead just out of exhaustion or sometimes with the arresting feeling that I'd be stuck doing this job for a very long time.

Now I work at a charter school, 50 students in the High, 25 in the Middle. It's amazing. Kids are like a drug. Being around youth, creativity and the pure joy that kids can have is intoxicating. I have a boss who trusts me and the decisions I make. She fights to make sure I continue to have a job next school year. I have friends that I go the extra mile for and they do the same for me. The people I work with are passionate, caring and willing to try new things. They are fluid. They have a great sense of humor.

Twice a week the middle school has kane (boy) / wahine (girl) day where they take each gender out for a field trip, project or focus group, the other gender stays behind at school. So twice a week I get to see what it's like for them to be alone.

You know who I love most? Middle school girls.

Lulz. No really:

When you put 13 year old boys together they fight, they spit and hit each other. Insults fly out as quickly as the laughing, they're loud. The little boys submit behind the bigger ones. They spend their time trying to look up scantily clad women on Internet and they break things. They're all the bad parts of humans--the aggressive and selfish and destructive energies fueled by the inhibitions of youth; they're assholes.

Putting girls alone means giggling, hula dancing and hair braiding. They look up lol cats on Internet. They're quiet and they help each other. They embody the good forces in the world.

There are, of course, exceptions. There are definitely some laid back and gentle boys and there are some bitchy girls. Most of the time I prefer them mixed. They're a wonderful group that has made my life here several orders of magnitude better.

Now something is different. A place that values me, where I actually make an impact that's not just based on profit. Some days I leave school in a fantastic mood. I roll all the windows down and praise the planet. It's a funny feeling to drive away from work and look forward to going back.

Do Something

Dance, fight, fuck or race.

Passage of time.

There are lots of ways to measure the passage of time: clock, calendars. Sometime an event like Christmas, birthdays or anniversaries. A new car, buying school supplies or meeting a co worker for drinks on Thursdays.

This past weekend we rearranged our network used the last of my 1,000' of cat5 cable running wire for the HTPC.