Hello Bloggers....

It's been a while, and yet again I will say that it is extremely difficult to blog here in Hawaii. Why you ask? Because the sun shines everyday and I don't have to be all cooped up in the house due to shit weather. I digress.

I had a few sightings of little people the other night, my first here in this great state, I say HKJ was roaming the streets of Chinatown in Honolulu Friday night. I first spotted a midget getting out of her land yacht in a parking lot, I was driving around looking for parking myself, making it impossible to photograph and/or touch said midget. Upon parking and exiting the garage lie before me another little person. I pretended to take a picture of her dog as she sat in her male companion's lap. And here she is.....

I was excited to see not one, but two midgets within thirty minutes and a block of each other. I continued on my journey through the streets of Chinatown to a little art studio that was performing an "experimental" piece about women's rights, sex, violence, addiction, etc. Weird at times, repetitive at others, but overall not a bad show. Before leaving the studio, the pictured midget was sitting at the bar, I almost shat, Dr. J was following me. My male friend was kind enought to cleverly crowd me upon exting the building so that I couldn't help but bump into her, making full contact to her left arm/shoulder. Now, I don't think Hawaii has the lottery here, but the locals love Vegas so I signed up at a chance to win a free trip. Maybe said midget will bring me luck in that realm.

My last picture has nothing to do with midgets. I just thought it was a funny sighting. I was on my lunch break at the hospital, so I walked down to this Hawaiian music/book festival to browse around and eat. As I was walking the grounds, this passed me by.....

All I can say is What The Fuck? I didn't know the grim reaper rode a scooter. And who wears that many clothes, black at that, in Honolulu? I'm glad he did not touch me, for I would not be blogging.
Until next time....
MJ

Bret Michaels

Every cowboy sings a sad sad song....

Everday wildlife

It's a hard knock life.

Whale watching.

You rang????

Catching Up

Whew, blogging is hard in Hawaii! Anyhow, a quick update for the readers. It's still sunny and 80 everyday, give or take a few degrees. Seeing that it's winter, it gets down to the mid 60's at night. I now consider this "cold" and am wearing sweatpants and along sleeved t-shirt as I type. I'm catching up on The Wire, rocking the 4th season & enjoying it. Gotta love public libraries, although rentals are a dollar here, wah wah.

I've started working again, been orienting to the job for the last three weeks, am covering someones vacation for the next two weeks, then will go down to part-time, which is a good thing. This job is boring & not what I would like to be doing, but it's a starting point. I'd much rather be surrounded by crazy people that are not physically sick or medically fragile. Instead I get to look at gravity succumbed tits, asses, and scrotums of the 60 and over crowd. Wowza. Nothing like watching and helping a naked 74 year old Hawaiian born Chinese lady shower as she tells me that "Punani" is the Hawaiian word for "vagina" and that "shi shi" means "pee pee" in this great state. I'm sore when I get home from trying to help decrepit ass old heads transfer from various surfaces and dress themselves. I'm in it for the paycheck and the benefits people, and that's it.

Otherwise, Hawaii is wonderful. I'm looking forward to my part-time schedule so I can get back out and play.

One Love,
Medusa J

Aloha The Bus

If there are any readers left, do I have something special for you! I've been enjoying life on an island and haven't felt too inspired to write much, mostly because being inside is not something I do a lot of anymore. I've recently gotten back into the work force and am exploring Oahu's public transportation system, The Bus. It's quite good, gets me to work in less time/stress than driving, get to observe some characters, and feel what it's like to be a minority for the first time in my life. For the most part, it feels no different, I am still Medusa Jones, but I am aware for the first time ever. I've always felt that we are all on race, human, and we're all here together so we should treat each other with respect. Well my friends, let me get to the point of this blog posting. The mullet is apparently the hairstyle of the state of Hawaii and I laid eyes on the wildest mullet I've ever seen. Mahalo to this native for making my day.

MJ

Yup...

Nashville to OK City to Albuquerque by way of Texas...

I left Nashville (above) early Wednesday morning and set out on a LONG drive through three southern states. Here is Memphis TN as I rolled into Arkansas and crossed the Mississippi River.



Other than Little Rock, which I could not score a picture of because it was behind me on the freeway, this is what Arkansas looked like....

Finally made it into Oklahoma after many a fields...

Oklahoma is very flat and very boring. It was raining pretty hard for most of my drive through so pictures were hard to get. But this is where I was trying to get to after 12 hours of being in the car (minus one to eat and a few Cody stops) but a LONG ass drive nonetheless...

Once in OK City I rested at a Motel 6 where they allow dogs for free :-). I got a corner room that faced the freeway so it wasn't the quietest room, but once my head hit the pillow I didn't notice.

I slept in a bit then decided to go to the OK City Memorial. I figured I'll probably never get to OK City again so why not? I'm glad I did. Here are two shots of the reflecting pool, one side says 9:01 and the other says 9:03 which represents the minute before and the minute after the bombing occurred.


This is a 97 year old Ash tree that almost died in the bombing but was resilient and was nursed back to life, it is known as the Survivor's Tree.

These empty chairs represent the 168 people that were killed in the bombing.

And lastly, a piece of gnarled building that still stands as part of the memorial. It stopped raining long enough for me to get some nice pictures and walk the grounds.

Nearing Texas the rain and fog was dense but I scored a picture of a giant windmill. I was bummed about the weather because there were literally hundreds of these things lined up!!!
And this is much of what OK looks like.

Texas!!!!

A working oil rig!!!!

And here is the largest cross in the Northern Hemisphere, fucking creeptastic dude! I had to turn around to take some pictures of this beast. A tour bus was emptying as I was leaving and snickering at my new photographic evidence of how fucked up Texas really is.


I finally reached Amarillo, the half way point to Albuquerque from OK City. I stopped at Jorge's (Knotty Dee googled and found this to be the best place in town to eat) for a bean burrito with killer green chile sauce. My mouth was on fire for 45 minutes following the meal. Hell yeah!!!



After dinner was another Knotty Dee find, Cadillac Ranch, in the middle of a cow pasture. Yes, I walked this far through mud and cow shit, whipping winds and 45 degree weather (thought I left that behind) to see caddys buried half-way and tagged with spray paint. Beautiful!!!!
The walk....

Up close....

Freezing my ass off but loving it....

My shoes after the walk....

A sight for sore, tired, road hypnotized eyes!!! But still a ways to go...and finally it stopped raining about 30 minutes into NM!!!!

It is sooo beautiful here. Pictures do it no justice, really.

Stay tuned for balloon fiesta photos and more road trippin!!!!!
Peace,
MJ

Destination Nashville = Accomplished

I have officially and finally left Cleveland behind me. I thought I would be more emotional leaving and saying goodbye to people, but I wasn't. It was all smiles as I pulled out of the gray scale, chilly, dreary land of Cleve yesterday, vegan pumpkin loaf in hand...
Somewhere in mid-Ohio where fall is just beginning to occur...

My navigator who sleeps most of the time and occasionally picks her head up to investigate our whereabouts and sniff the air flowing in through the cracked window...

A shout out to you Zeus!!

Downtown Columbus (I've never been)....

Cincinasty!!!!


Entering Kentucky. It was pretty for a while, then it got boring. Hit some traffic before Louisville which slowed me down by about 45 minutes.

Kentucky country scene....which was about half the drive...

Signs of a metropolis in the midst of country!!!! Louisville KY, home of the Cardinals and apparently the "World Corvette Museum"...

Driving mania is starting to set in as I snap a photo of myself going 70mph in the middle of Bourbon-ville Kentucky!!
YES!!!! THIS IS WHERE I WANT TO GO!!!!!
Entering Tennessee, damn wiper got in the way. It appears that I brought the gray, dreary, chilly weather with me. Damn Cleveland, let me out of your grip, I AM GONE!!!

The pumpkin loaf has arrived!! Klassy Kate is the best hostess ever. Last night she whipped up some orzo with yams & spicy cheese, a lovely salad, and some dense yet delightful cornbread. This morning was banana/chocolate chip/flax seed whole wheat pancakes and coffee. YUM!!
Last night some live music at the 5 Spot with an ambient musician, who I can respect for what he's doing, but damn that shit was rocking me to sleep!

So onto the bluegrass jam at The Station Inn, which was most excellent.

There were some German's up in that piece talking amongst themselves and in sync Klassy Kate and I look at each other and say "Is that German?" then start laughing. And then there was poor Nigel (pictured in the orange/blue striped sweater)...He was a jammer and had a lady friend there to watch him. She was there with a male friend, and when she said, "Goodnight Nigel" he couldn't even muster up the words to say goodbye, he just watched her leave w/ her male friend with a bittersweet longing. It was a painful look to watch, and I'm not quite sure if he realized how painful an expression he was giving off. Klassy and I wondered what this woman did to him, or better yet, what she hadn't done.....

Off to explore downtown Nashville in the daylight. More to come.
Medusa J