Posted by: nativeiowan | January 2, 2012

very nice

Just had one of those 13 minute, very, very electric, tropical storms rush over us. At one point we had ignition right over our heads. Bright flashes. Nice loud cracks, and kerbannggs…

Exactly like the storms W.E. write about in his science…

Very nice.

It’s about 3 miles off now, still powerful, still nice… one last loud fire-cracker pop, then a low grumble that carries into the distance. The rain still pelting. The air is alive. On the verandah here you may even be tad bit too high but it’s worth it… the whole interactive experience… that one just shook the house…

very nice

Band width stuffed due to the storm. This did not go out. So I continue…

I was wrong. We just caught part of it. Not a 13 minute storm but a much longer one. We have ignition over head now, again. Just had a flash and crack outside the house, got the powerline and popped the main fuse… cerrrrack!!! Sparks in the yard then power off. Still tingling…

gotta start the genset to get on line now…

Went down and inspected the damage. there is none. Too rainy to go start the genset so will wait.

The storm has turned around. Coming back but spent of electricity. Just wind and rain. Rain coming down on a 45 degree slant.

very nice indeed…

Posted by: nativeiowan | January 1, 2012

pigg’n out

Posted by: nativeiowan | January 1, 2012

party’s over

And it takes ages to wake up, clean up, pack up, and kick the rug ratts out so I have a quiet house, again. Annie’s family is loading into the truck. It is taking about 15 minutes to get them all in with their goodbyes said, last minutes forgottens like “mommy, wheres my slippers”.

It has been a great, long weekend. Glad it’s over. Time to get back to work…

Posted by: nativeiowan | January 1, 2012

life is gud

To day is the day of our NY’s/ family/ biz party. All the clan but Qalo here. Will keep it small so only staff and close parasites for today’s doo. probably 100 people or so.

Pig on the spit, chickens, a couple big fresh snappers. Aggregate consumables like rice and motu spuds, etc, etc.

The “adults” ran off last eve and left me and Grace with Angelo, Angelina, Ana, Jimmy, and Mack. They were pretty good but I swear I do not remember crawling into bed with Angelo and Jimmy. Grace had been a bit tired/ feeling unwell so she’d gone to bed early. I got the kids sorted (after a big supper with the adults) so they were all scrubbed and bedded. I was sitting doing a bit of work on the computer for a long time. I know Angelo and Jimmy were up watching a movie. I must have gone in when one of the little ones were making some noise. Laid down and…

Woke well pre-dawn with Ana a bit unhappy about not having “mom” to snuggle up with. She and I are good friends and I got her into bed with me and patted her bottom enough to set her back to snoozing. But she’d woke Macky.

Mack and Jimmy are Osborne and Bridgette’s kids. They are bit frightened by the lighter skinned members of the big family and they simply do not know me. So Mack was not real keen to be consoled by this big ugly white dude. So he cried… “moooooommmmmeeeeeee…… mmmmooooommmmmmeeeee…”…

Not loud, just persistent. Luckily Grace was up so she rescued Mack (note, he does not know Grace well and though he was happier he continued to cry for mommy) and I got to keep snoozing.

Eventually I wandered into my own bed. Got a couple hours of sleep and am now up, in our old position of observation on the veranda.

I had to laugh yesterday… we were putting up a volley ball net… after the whole committee thing of deciding where the next and posts went, and after I stuck the spade in the ground to dig the first hole… I was told to move it, about 1.5 meters… Now I can possibly see where 1.5 meters would make a difference in a professional volleyball game in a small yard but… this ain’t a professional game and there is a hectare of land to choose to put the dern net. So in my mind 1.5 meters was indeed superfluous.

Super efficient Lanlyn is keeping the house clean as the party preparations rage on… outside.

We just chased all the kids out of the house. We will sick Paul on them if they continue to come in and out of the house. Paul and Lanlyn are doing the in house cooking.

The pig is down on the wharf at the depot. The boys chose to cook it there. The women and some of the blokes are doing the chickens and the fish at the old bbq pit here.

The day could not be better. Bright and clear. Sparkling, actually. The sky and the sea are the same colour of pale blue. A good breeze keeps us cool. The big old house cat has been hiding since the kids arrived. The dogs are all anticipating a good feed today.

Life is good,

life is good for all involved.

Posted by: nativeiowan | December 31, 2011

walking through glorious gizo

Had a good walk down the hill and through the town this morn. Lots to see. Many people to greet. I said “morning” to everyone I met. One young punk did not even acknowledge me. His loss for being a grumpy shit-head. The kids are always great…

One toddler, a Kiribati baby girl, completely naked and just getting out on the road. Her mother was sweeping under the hibiscus bush where the shade was dense and the air cool. The baby was spreading her wings.

Bow-legged, naked bottom, her hair still with that infant fineness. She was one foot in the road, and stretching her neck to look down the road. As I walked up behind her.

She had just started a hasty retreat back towards the safety of mama, when she saw me. Like a deer in the wild, she froze, eyes wide, ears perked-up, poised for flight.

I gave her a big ugly white-man smile (the only kind I can give) and raised my hand to offer a wave.

I kept walking, in few steps was out of her range of vision, then I heard a big wail.

A delayed reaction but a good one none the less. Poor little thing will be marred for life.

Glorious Gizo.

Posted by: nativeiowan | December 30, 2011

about sums it up

Just rereading Willis’ old post and find this to be about as good of a summation of the islands’ working processes as I have ever come across…

And all of this accompanied by the laughter, and the comments, and the total lack of any sense of hurry that make the South Pacific such a great place to live. Yes, it did take a group that varied between three and ten people at least an hour to drive two stakes in soft soil … but I tell you it was an hour spent in joyful pursuit of a social interaction that had absolutely nothing to do with productivity. It was a pleasure and an honor to have the opportunity to watch them contribute their part to making a fun reception for everyone. We drank another beer.

Posted by: nativeiowan | December 30, 2011

party time, again

I am sitting on the verandah watching preparations for the pending pig cooking to kick into gear. Reminds me of the wedding we had a few years ago. The Melanesian “decision by committee” rulz once more.

It was right on 3 years ago that Willis and I sat here and watched the carryon and drama involved in a Melanesian style process. As Willis described then, https://nativeiowan.wordpress.com/2010/01/19/a-south-pacific-wedding/, everyone has to sit around and talk about everything, before anything can get done.

Now that I am a tribal elder I just sit back and smile. Of course, Grace is not as wise and gets involved. Bad idea from my view-point. Add to the recipe that our grown kids are bit confused or disorganised… we were not sure what day we were to have this party… Don had planned Monday. Annie and Connie and planned Sunday. Terry, Tony, Grace and I simply had no plans. I belive it’s happening, I think, Sunday. Yet to be seen.

So I start the morn slow. Was up late last night hanging out enjoying the scene. No rush to wake in the morn… tide is wrong for fishing so why not stay in bed… By about 930 when I was up and about I saw friends and family members arrive and work starting. The ladies are making the place beautiful by arranging flowers and colourful plants. I saw Annie, Connie, Elsie, Mi Lai, and the kids all with bundles of flowers to arrange through the yard. I saw Terry, Tony and few of their friends/ family hanging around, smoking, thinking about thinking about something.

That was about a half hour ago. The guys are still sitting thinking about, thinking about something. The women and the kids are in the guest house with the kids… Time for a coffee break no doubt.

So it is party time again in Gizo. The Melanesian brotherhood (and sisterhood) are in conference as per how and when this all happens. Funny, a side note, I was recently thinking about the 12th South Pacific Festival of Arts which will be held in Honiara next June. We are 6 months away and no one has done anything. The Festival of Arts is a big thing and one should be prepared. but here… we talk about, talking about what we need to do for ages, then, at the last minute everyone stops talking and the gig is completed at the very last possible moment.

News phlash… the guys and the gals just loaded everything in a truck and drove away. I may be wrong. Maybe there is no party here after all…

I juz luv it all… Welcome to the Isles…

Posted by: nativeiowan | December 30, 2011

another, muzak fer tday

05 b too soon gone

Posted by: nativeiowan | December 30, 2011

muzak fer t’day?

01 hug

Posted by: nativeiowan | December 30, 2011

speaking of fishing

8 year old Angelo,

Went off yesterday with his dad and a couple uncles for his first off-shore fishing trip. They spent 24 hours out of sight of land, in a small tri-hulled fishing vessel. I think they harvested 80 kilos of fresh fish. Terry is an experienced seaman and said it was a bit rough and quite cold last night.

You can never start to early, or too late…

As my buddy W.E. has said, ” …the sea and the dojo mat, two best teachers…”.

Well done, Angelo…

Posted by: nativeiowan | December 30, 2011

kids r us in gizo

Posted by: nativeiowan | December 30, 2011

glorious gizo

 

Posted by: nativeiowan | December 30, 2011

the briney blue…

Ran over to Liapari this morn. Had to talk to Noel and check in on the Alcol.

Seas were running rough.

The briney blue was dishing up a big bashing for all intrepid travelers out n about today.

Do dig the briney blue…

Posted by: nativeiowan | December 29, 2011

life becomes hectic

Just received word that Angelo, Angelina, and Ana have all safely arrived in gizo and are on their way up to the house.

My time of hill-top solitude ends.

Let the games begin

Posted by: nativeiowan | December 28, 2011

todays muzak?

as the wind cries and sings… a lone hound howls a forlorn tune…

01 Singing Winds, Crying Beasts

Posted by: nativeiowan | December 28, 2011

as the day ends…

glorious Gizo, a wonderfully blustery day

There is no present or future, only the past, happening over and over again, now.

EUGENE O’NEILL, A Moon for the Misbegotten

To realize the unimportance of time is the gate to wisdom.

BERTRAND RUSSELL, Mysticism and Logic

Have you not done tormenting me with your accursed time! It’s abominable! When! When! One day, is that not enough for you, one day he went dumb, one day I went blind, one day we’ll go deaf, one day we were born, one day we shall die, the same day, the same second, is that not enough for you?

SAMUEL BECKETT, Waiting for Godot

Time is money.

BENJAMIN FRANKLIN, Advice to Young Tradesmen

Time will run back and fetch the Age of Gold.

JOHN MILTON, On the Morning of Christ’s Nativity

Time brings all things to pass.

AESCHYLUS, The Libation Bearers

The habit of looking to the future and thinking that the whole meaning of the present lies in what it will bring forth is a pernicious one. There can be no value in the whole unless there is value in the parts.

BERTRAND RUSSELL, Conquest of Happiness

Dost thou love life? Then do not squander time, for that’s the stuff life is made of.

BENJAMIN FRANKLIN, Poor Richard’s Almanac

Time
Like a petal in the wind
Flows softly by
As old lives are taken
New ones begin
A continual chain
Which lasts throughout eternity
Every life but a minute in time
But each of equal importance

CINDY CHENEY, “Time”

Suspect each moment, for it is a thief, tiptoeing away with more than it brings.

JOHN UPDIKE, A Month of Sundays

Little drops of water, little grains of sand,
Make the mighty ocean, and the pleasant land.
So the little minutes, humble though they be,
Make the mighty ages of eternity.

JULIA CARNEY, Little Things

The long unmeasured pulse of time moves everything. There is nothing hidden that it cannot bring to light, nothing once known that may not become unknown. Nothing is impossible.

SOPHOCLES, Ajax

Always in motion is the future.

YODA, Star Wars Episode V: The Empire Strikes Back

On the human imagination, events produce the effects of time. Thus, he who has travelled far and seen much, is apt to fancy that he has lived long; and the history that most abounds in important incidents, soonest assumes the aspect of antiquity.

JAMES FENIMORE COOPER, The Deerslayer

Time is of your own making;Its clock ticks in your head.The moment you stop thoughtTime too stops dead.

ANGELUS SILESIUS

We live in deeds, not years; in thoughts, not breaths;In feelings, not in figures on a dial.

PHILIP JAMES BAILEY, Festus

Nothing keeps. There is one law in the universe: NOW.

ALFRED SUTRO, The Open Door

The days are such a repetition of each other that they sometimes seem very long, but when one pauses and looks back one starts at the accumulation of departed time, and deplores the swiftness of the seasons.

ROBERT GRANT, “The Romance of a Soul”

Time shall unfold what plighted cunning hides:Who cover faults, at last shame them derides.

WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE, King Lear

Indifferent to the affairs of men, time runs out, precise, heedless, exact, and immutable in rhythm.

ERWIN SYLVANUS, Dr. Korczak and the Children

Time is a created thing. To say “I don’t have time” is to say “I don’t want to.”

LAO TZU, O Magazine, Jan. 2007

Posted by: nativeiowan | December 28, 2011

to live in deficit

To never be ahead. always behind. Behind time all the time. Never on time. Never enough time. Always out of time, or short of time.

To live in deficit.

To owe the kids “time”. To schedule “quality time”.  To promise “some time”. Liar, lair.

My time. Our time. Us time. His or her time. On time. In time. Down time. Up time.

Time, a commodity that we are all short of.

Or are we?

Posted by: nativeiowan | December 28, 2011

cleaning up fishn’ gear

Has been a while since I actually went out and intentfully fished these waters. I get a bit blase’ thinking how incredibly good the fishing was, say, 30 years ago. When the population was half what it is now… I can get demotivated. But that’s the wrong attitude.

So I am cleaning up some fishing gear. I’ll start wasting some time and fuel out on the water here and see if I can get a feel for what is happening. Like I said, it has been a long time… and the gear has been used and abused…

Got the little spin caster all rigged up before I tested the reel. It is seized. Very seized. Beyond repair seized. So I cut the line and lure apart and started on the 20 weight shimano… it checked out, am happy with it’s performance and it is now well rigged for use. Next the 30 weight… actually looks like this reel has never been used. Hmmm thought I knew where it had come from. Not too sure now.

Can’t locate a fly rig. I took one to Honiara. The other may well be with Paul. I’ll run to Liapari tomorrow and see.

So getting ready to go fishn’… not a bad occupation… both gett’n ready and fishn’… both beat the daylights outa working

Posted by: nativeiowan | December 28, 2011

interesting?

just in, much of this is old newz, but then it is all worth rereading..

GREAT TRUTHS

1. In my many years I have come to a conclusion that one useless man is a shame, two is a law firm and three or more is a congress.

— John Adams

2. If you don’t read the newspaper you are uninformed, if you do read the newspaper you are misinformed.

— Mark Twain

3. Suppose you were an idiot. And suppose you were a member of Congress. But then I repeat myself.

— Mark Twain

4. I contend that for a nation to try to tax itself into prosperity is like a man standing in a bucket and trying to lift himself up by the handle.

— Winston Churchill

5. A government which robs Peter to pay Paul can always depend on the support of Paul.

— George Bernard Shaw

6. A liberal is someone who feels a great debt to his fellow man, which debt he proposes to pay off with your money.

— G. Gordon Liddy

7. Democracy must be something more than two wolves and a sheep voting on what to have for dinner.

— James Bovard, Civil Libertarian (1994)

8. Foreign aid might be defined as a transfer of money from poor people in rich countries to rich people in poor countries.

— Douglas Casey, Classmate of Bill Clinton at Georgetown University

9. Giving money and power to government is like giving whiskey and car keys to teenage boys.

— P.J. O’Rourke, Civil Libertarian

10. Government is the great fiction, through which everybody endeavors to live at the expense of everybody else.

— Frederic Bastiat, French economist (1801-1850)

11. Government’s view of the economy could be summed up in a few short phrases: If it moves, tax it. If it keeps moving, regulate it. And if it stops moving, subsidize it.

— Ronald Reagan (1986)

12. I don’t make jokes. I just watch the government and report the facts.

— Will Rogers

13. If you think health care is expensive now, wait until you see what it costs when it’s free!

— P.J. O’Rourke

14. In general, the art of government consists of taking as much money as possible from one party of the citizens to give to the other.

— Voltaire (1764)

15. Just because you do not take an interest in politics doesn’t mean politics won’t take an interest in you!

— Pericles (430 B.C.)

16. No man’s life, liberty, or property is safe while the legislature is in session.

— Mark Twain (1866)

17. Talk is cheap…except when Congress does it.

— Anonymous

18. Ask not what your country can do for you; ask what you can do for your country.

— John Fitzgerald Kennedy

19. The inherent vice of capitalism is the unequal sharing of the blessings. The inherent blessing of socialism is the equal sharing of misery.

— Winston Churchill

20. The only difference between a tax man and a taxidermist is that the taxidermist leaves the skin.

— Mark Twain

21. The ultimate result of shielding men from the effects of folly is to fill the world with fools.

— Herbert Spencer, English Philosopher (1820-1903)

22. There is no distinctly Native American criminal class…save Congress.

— Mark Twain

23. What this country needs are more unemployed politicians.

— Edward Langley, Artist (1928-1995)

24. A government big enough to give you everything you want, is strong enough to take everything you have.

— Thomas Jefferson

25. We hang the petty thieves and appoint the great ones to public office.

— Aesop

FIVE BEST SENTENCES

1. You cannot legislate the poor into prosperity, by legislating the wealth out of prosperity.  [Although you could lighten the burden of poverty by doing so.]

2. What one person receives without working for…  another person must work for without receiving.  [The falsity of this is seen when one factors in quantity and quality.]

3. The government cannot give to anybody anything that the government does not first take from somebody else.

4. You cannot multiply wealth by dividing it.  [Wrong–according to John Nash, Amartya Sen–Nobel Economists–and to Jesus Christ and others:  We receive more from giving than from taking or getting.]

5. When half of the people get the idea that they do not have to work, because the other half is going to take care of them, and when the other half gets the idea that it does no good to work, because somebody else is going to get what they work for, that is the beginning of the end of any nation!  [Statistics indicate that less than 20% of the people are poor–and that those poor who do not want to work is about 20% of that 20%.  In other words:  4% feel that they do not have to work.  This is a far cry from the “half” in the sentence.]

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