Change...

Aloha, Hunter. You will be missed.

Brain overcrowed? Take it out on the web.

So much in there, crying, trying to get out. Pleading, laughing... remembering. If we don't put it down we'll loose it.

Recently, my friend Pete reminded me of my penchant of wearing heavy motorcycle boots with thick horseshoe taps (replaced weekly) on the bottom. Ridin' with my bros, late at night, usually on some dark road blazing along, I'd drop my feet onto the asphalt and shoot "a rooster tail of sparks" far up into the night sky. Yeah, man... a rooster tail of sparks. I like that. I Remember some asshole that came riding up on us really fast the night we went to (but never got to) the Frog Jumps. I Burned his ass! He fell so far back, so fast it looked like he had a rope tied to his back... and it just ran out. We started getting ready to go around 1:00 p.m. in the afternoon outside at my pad, set up one of my surfboards on saw horses for a dinner table. The crew was "ready" to go about midnight. We got so loaded that Mike Guzman forgot to put his feet down at a stop light comin' through San Jose and fell over like one of those tricycle riders on Monty Python! Remembering. It's so important. Check out my latest adventure: http://www.randyfishel.net

From my cousin Bryan:
"Life's journey is not to arrive at the grave safely in a well preserved body, but rather to skid in sideways, totally worn out, shouting "Holy shit... what a ride!"

Don't you just...

Don't you just hate it? You're working out at the health club. You've just finished your wheat grass frappe, snorted some 100-year-old red Korean Ginseng powder, inhaled three PowerBars without chewing any of them and on the weight bench, you lie in an large, aromatic, tepid pool of body waste left there by the knucklehead just before you? Really hope it's sweat, dontcha?

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Offered my daughter a free trip to the Islands to come and see me. (My grandson, Max turns one on the 25th and I haven't even met him yet.) So... I thought we'd do some family bonding (sounds like some denture adhesive). Had it all booked and then she said she wanted to bring hubby. Can't say as I blame her but still... told the "kids" I'd be happy to see THEM but they were on their own... and to let me know when they'd be here. Guess her (my daughter) penchant for making things more complicated than they have to be comes from pops.

Sorry this blog is not profound. It's just Fishwrap, you bonehead.

I stay up all night and watch Don Imus on MSNBC and then I wonder why I'm tired in the morning. Did I mention I only have two brain cells left? I'm using one right now! Ask me why I'm not working right now... go ahead, I dare ya!