It's Aloha Friday!

OK my portrait is scary. Let's clear the air with the limited photos I have at my disposal:

My sister has a pet hedgehog! I haven't yet met him, but he apparently likes office work. My mom sent this to my cell phone a while ago, but I don't get pictures on my cell so I retrieved it from the VZW Web site.

Same thing happened here:

I still don't know who this was from, because VZW's Web site doesn't include the number of who sent it, but it had a message along the lines of "Saw this poster at the outlet mall and it made me think of you and the rock at Waimea." Thanks, mystery friend! Makes me think of my former life, too. Which is OK to think about once in a while. Like on Fridays.

Case in point


I'm going to have to illustrate this blog with photos of people and things other than myself. As you can see, I wasn't lying when I said I'm not photogenic. I wouldn't lie to you. There's a cliche that bugs me: "I'm not going to lie to you, --" followed by an obvious statement that is clearly not a lie. Like, "I went to Antarctica, and I''m not going to lie to you -- it was cold!" Blogs aren't supposed to be pet peeve-inspired rants, are they? Maybe once in a while? I'm not going to lie to you, this statement bugs me. It seems like I hear the "I'm not going to lie to you, --" disclaimer flying way too freely over the pulpit at church, and when I hear it I think to myself, "THANK you for not lying to me; moreover, why would you lie about whatever it is you just said, and why would you lie over the pulpit?! You'll incinerate on the spot and go straight to hell!! I'm serious, I saw it happen to a guy in the New Carrollton Branch when I was 9, and I'm not going to lie to you -- it scared the crap out of me!" Oh, wait ...

In other news, I received an e-newsletter this morning from the Richmond Marathon people, and the most newsworthy part of it is this:
"There will be plenty of food for all runners, and marathoners can look forward to Papa John’s pizza at the finish line."
!!!! If there's one time I probably won't feel like eating Papa John's pizza it will be after running 26+ miles, but I'll probably do it anyway because Papa John's pizza is incredible! HOWEVER ... Pizza Hut has a new pizza that won in taste tests (how would you like to be in that sample group) against Papa John's. If you're jonesin' for pizza, I have to recommend it.

Now, usually I don't do this, but uh ...

So I've started a blog. This thing looks like a mess because I can hardly figure it out. Sad. I have no pictures to post: 1) I don't have any good ones (despite my half-bred good looks, I am quite possibly THE most unphotogenic person on the planet) and 2) I tried to post one and it was HUGE. I'll have to figure the formatting thing out.

I am a fairly private person and I have never been inclined to post myself to the WWW. Mostly because I am paranoid. Also, I think this thing is weird and not an authentic version of me at all. Plus I have nothing clever to say. So the Half-Breed Outlaw online version was born mostly out of boredom. Or was it conceived? I don't like the reproductive analogies, so let's just say I decided to start a blog for something else to do. Plus I like to look at your blogs, so it's only fair.

What I've been thinking about a lot today is this: In The Fast and the Furious: Tokyo Drift (watched it last night) how come Nila, or whatever the girl's name is, has an Australian accent? She said her mum, who died when Nila was 10, was from Australia -- but Nila was born and grew up in Japan. Also, how come the serene dude who was always eating shrimp chips was apparently from Japan but had hardly any accent, but escaped to "his Mexico" -- Japan -- apparently from the U.S.? And how come DK's nickname was DK (Drift King), and not some Japanese acronym? These things just do not add up. Then again, maybe it's me. I don't think I "get" movies a lot of the time because I am so visually overwhelmed I don't listen to the dialog. I discovered this a few months ago while watching Pride and Prejudice (the Keira Knightley version) for the fourth time; it took on a WHOLE nother meaning when I put the subtitles on and read what they were actually saying.
hmmm why did I do this?