Wednesday, December 2, 2009

Tuesday's Wednesday's Tidbits

The tents for the Honolulu marathon are almost all set up at Kapiolani Park in Waikiki. Fast, an entire year has passed. At least, for me. I dunno about your year. Time for a year-in-review post? Resolution #407.  Resolution #408. But then would a year-in-review post be compound interest or rehash?

The 'free massage' tent for the marathoners. Just guessing.

In case you ever need to set up your own personal big top tent, this is how they do it. Secure the perimeter first, then lift the center pole in place. Walaa. As simple as that.

I had the afternoon off, and as you can see for yourself, today offered up some superb riding weather. I did 90-miles on a single round trip on my Valkyrie touring motorbike, which is a lot of miles for Honolulu riding. Since my Valk guzzles gasoline by the barrel ($3.25/gal., today) to nourish it's 6-cylinder, 6-carburetors, it's vital to make a stop at the service station to fill up before venturing off onto the road. The reason that I'm mentioning this is that after I swiped my credit card in the pump meter, I "temporarily" slipped the same credit card into my t-shirt pocket instead of putting it back into my wallet. There was this big rig in the lane to my right hauling ass on the freeway at Kapolei and producing all kind turbulence around and about my two-wheeler. Rolled on the throttle to pass it by, and something just flew by me. Sure looked like my credit card. Wasn't my left nipple. I still have both of them. You can actually ride a motorbike without steering it with your hands once it gets going on a straight stretch of the freeway, however, that's for another post. 

This is sure to be on tonight's local television newscast. There's a ban against camping overnight at Kapiolani Park, especially on a permanent basis. However, it's either legal, or non illegal, to set up house on city sidewalks. In observance of the legal loophole, the homeless or houseless have been bedding down on the park's sidewalks after they were officially evicted from the park, itself. Specifically it's on that grass strip that's between the sidewalk and the street curb. Since the grass strip is about as wide as a median strip along the god's green acre section of road in Kapiolani Park, the park hobos are able to fit their pop tents and shopping carts within the outline of the grassy strip without neither intruding on the sidewalk nor physically impeding pedestrians. Neat, huh. 


OkiHwn said...

Hope it doesn't rain again and all the ground gets screwed up as usual.

What kind gas you use? Bought regular for my car today for $3.17per gallon in Mililani.

RONW said...

Nate- I look outside and clouding up already. Went fill up at Monsarrat gas station, actually twice in a few hours span, albeit, for a 5-gallon gas tank.

Rowena said...

I want one of those tents for next year's gala bbq at my place. You and Nate are invited, if you care to join us.

Brad Farless said...

We set up tents in the Army the same way. Lay it all out, then get some guys underneath to raise the two center poles. That's the medium sized sleeping tents. There are a lot of different kinds they're using nowadays.

As for the bums, maybe they should be more worried about establishing a homeless shelter they can live in temporarily instead of booting them out of the park. What do they expect them to do? Where should they go?

RONW said...

Rowena- I'm sure your next year's event will draw an even bigger crowd after word gets around the relatives. Is that your premonition. Everybody, we go over to Rowena's. Then you'll need that tent.

Brad- getting a bit nostalgic for Army life? Those people were on tv and they don't like to be in homeless shelters. I surmise because too many druggies there. Anyway, the mayor just decreed a ban during night, so they'll leave and move back during the daylight hours.

Brad Farless said...

That makes sense. No one wants to be cooped up with crackheads.

What the mayor did makes no sense. Now they'll just put up their tents and sleep during the day I imagine.

I wouldn't say I'm nostalgic for those Army days. Just reflecting on skills I learned. There's more about it that I don't miss than what I do miss.