There appear to have been some karmic consequences to my endlessly complaining about Kauai dial-up. After getting increasingly sporadic over the summer, my cable modem has died. Hopefully the friendly Time Warner technician (due over Friday, sometime between 1 and 6…sigh) will be able to rectify the problem quickly.
Category: Navel-Gazing
Start Spreading the News.
Hey y’all…after a massive amount of traveling, bill-paying, and errand-running over the past 48 hours or so, I’m now back home in NYC. While I’m a bit melancholy that three weeks of sun and fun are over, there is something to be said for having Berk at my side and the world at my fingertips again…no more dial-up, booyah. At any rate, I’ll post some vacation pics here once I get all my images organized…in the meantime, expect updates here to resume normal schedule.
Dispatch from Paradise.
Hello all…I’m entering my third and final week of my Kauai vacation, so updates here will continue to be intermittent for at least another ten days or so. There has been much swimming, hiking, snorkeling, windsurfing, and rejoicing over here, as you might expect (As per usual, though, my Gaelic complexion has resisted any and all attempts at procuring a tan.) I’ve also been derelict in taking pictures, but hopefully I’ll have a few to post some time after my return. ‘Til then, mahalo for continuing to stop by, even though I haven’t been posting much worthwhile.
Pitch Black.
Well, it looks like I picked a good day to be on the other side of the world…hope everyone is safe and sound in NYC and the NE corridor. I wonder if we can pin this on the Cheney Energy Task Force. Speaking of which, I wonder if Dubya’s going to fly to Omaha and back again while they sort everything out.
Endless Summer.
Hello all from sunny and wonderful Hanalei. The good news is I’m having lots of fun here enjoying the sights and surf of Kauai. (Our 3-day hike along the Na Pali coast begins tomorrow.) The bad news is our resort here only has dial-up Internet access, which will no doubt compound my lack of blogging in the days and weeks to come. So, please keep checking this space, but don’t expect much in the way of timely info, at least for the time being. Sorry!
Aloha and Mahalo.
As I leave tomorrow for August in Kauai, expect updates to be intermittent and at stranger hours than usual for the next couple of weeks. Be good.
Ready for our Close-up.
The picture in the top left was getting kinda stale (and I’d lost the beard a few months ago), so I pulled out the digital camera today and took a few shots of me and Berkeley. Here’s the results:
I must say, for someone who’s ridiculously unphotogenic, I’m kinda pleased at how some of these turned out.
Indy Carnies (Carny Indies?)
This Modern Age plays Hipster Bingo at the Siren Music Festival on Coney Island. (Via Listen Missy.) I was there on Saturday too, and was kicking myself for not printing out a card. (I must say I also quite relished being at a beach and being well within the skin tone median – usually I’m the whitest guy for miles, but with indy rockers galore about I felt certifiably tan.) At any rate, the only acts I caught were Hot Hot Heat (interesting), The Datsuns (bleah), and Modest Mouse (ho hum) – I spent most of the time enjoying ancient amusement park technology and eating carny food. All in all, it was a beautiful day to enjoy a quintessential NYC summer attraction.
Greetings and Salutations.
I see Katrina vanden Heuvel’s blog over at The Nation has linked to my Arthur Schlesinger page. Well, if you’ve made it over here from there, welcome…the book pages are nice and all, but this is where the action is.
The signs of war advance.
No king of England if not of France. Alas, the NY Times didn’t think much of Henry V in the park. I caught it a few weeks ago and enjoyed it better than this reviewer, for sure. Given recent events, I do wish they’d turned up the satire a notch (“We doubt not of a fair and lucky war,” as the posters proclaim) and Bronson Pinchot’s Balki-esque schtick as Pistol seemed wildly out of place. But all in all, I thought the show made for a lively summer evening. And as a fan of the McKellen Richard III, I enjoyed the WWI motif Liev Schreiber & co. were aiming for.