Jarrel finally managed to get me an Easton EC90 zero-offset carbon seatpost after many attempts. I picked it up on Tuesday along with a new Fizik Nisene MTB saddle. The post is all carbon with the exception of the fasteners – the monocoque quill and both rail clamp pieces are carbon fiber! The 27.2mm x 300mm post I got is supposedly around 160 grams. Seat mounting and installation are similar to other zero-offset seatposts like the original Syncros and the current Thomson. The threaded barrels that sit in the top clamp piece are provided with thin stainless steel shims that allow them to rotate freely and not bind against the carbon. Continue reading ‘More Carbon’
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After eating at Yotteko-ya last night, we left to find a situation in the McCully Shopping Center parking lot. A dude in a Nissan Sentra had hit a delivery truck offloading food ingredients at Taco Bell, then has attempted to flee. When we had arrived on the scene, an HPD officer was already there and was waiting for the perp to produce his vehicle documents. The officer was on the perp, repeatedly asking rhetorically if he had intended to run from the scene and if he thought this kind of behavior was correct (not in so polite terms though). If the perp wasn’t a perp, then the officer’s tirade would probably be considered hassling. Growing frustrated with the perp’s inability to produce the proper documentation, even after rummaging through his glovebox for an extended period of time, the officer’s speech grew louder and became almost enraged.
A few thoughts came immediately to mind:
“He’s resisting arrest – tase him!”
“He’s going to make a run for it – tase him!”
I wonder where the cops were when the creepy LED-headlamp homeless dudes were raiding the trash cans across the street for discarded pornography?
There are a surprising number of Japanese-themed restaurants in Kaneohe. I say “themed” because in general, they serve Americanized or “Local”-ized fare and not authentic, traditional Japanese cuisine. Maybe I’m also being a racist, since so far all of the ones that I have tried in Kaneohe have been run by ethnic Koreans. That’s not to say Koreans can’t make good food – they make terriffic food: I’m saying the restaurants in question don’t produce acceptable approximations of Nihon-ryouri. It’s picture-book cooking – it looks like it’s supposed to, but doesn’t taste exactly like it’s supposed to. It’s like those science fiction shows where aliens build soul-less, substance-less copies of earth cities, then populate them with kidnapped earthlings and assume the humans will not notice they aren’t at home anymore. Continue reading ‘Our Dog is an Awesome Dog’
Went to E & O Trading Company for the office holiday dinner last night. Dark with earthy tones and Southeast Asian decor, this trendy Pacific-fusion restaurant takes over the empty space between Compadres’ and Borders at Ward Center once occupied by Jean-Marie Josselin’s Oahu branch of A Pacific Cafe. The server was polite and pleasant, but it seemed like the wait staff was overstretched – We would go many minutes without seeing our server on many an occasion. A brief read of the menu indicated that their culinary lean was toward South and Southeast Asia, with Indian, Indonesian, Thai, and Vietnamese influences. There were some Chinese and Japanese-inspired menu items tossed in for good measure too. Continue reading ‘No Expectations = No Disappointments’
Ho Cuz – wen’ go by Yama’s Fish Market today fo’ get one numba’chree Lau Lau plate, an’, frick – trip me out! Was $9.00 USD wit’ one $0.45USD poi upgrade! Dat stay $9.94 wit’ tax fo’ dose of youse who no stay get one calcalata’ handy.
WTF?!
The Lau Lau was a little on the dry side today and the poi tasted a little weird (not sour - I would have liked that actually). Not up to the standard I’ve come to expect of them – especially at ten bucks!
The weather looked pretty nice when I rolled out of my driveway at 03:00. Coming over the Like Like, the weather was still good. I had high hopes for the first dry marathon in years, but as soon as I hit Manoa, the freeway turned wet, and I knew it was not to be. Continue reading ‘Soggy Socks’
This is the first December in a long time that I will not be in Japan, so Mitch volunteered me for the Honolulu Marathon wheelchair division bike escort. What has it been – three years? I have to change the tires on the Bridgestone MB-1 and put the light brackets and computer on tonight at McBike, but other than that, I’m good to go. The pre-event meeting was this past Monday. Same as usual. Root will be in this time too (hopefully), but Ckucke and Chris will be out.
Oh, yeah – I have to remember to put on my front fender – maybe that’ll keep it from raining on Sunday!
A month later, the new Sears/Enersys Diehard Platinum battery in the FJ80 is still cranking like it wants the starter to spin the crankshaft out the front of the engine. I swear the the starter has never turned that fast ever! Looks like this one is a winner. I’ll post an update in a year unless it goes bad earlier and I get all pissed off and rant about it…
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On Monday, I was driving up Punchbowl passing Queen’s, and there were these four people standing below the ER where the parking ramp goes underground. Big dude, big lady, big daughter, and little grandchild in a stroller. All four of them were smoking (the two adults and the one underaged teen were actively smoking – the baby was passively smoking). They really just don’t see it.
 “Ho - what wen’ happen to auntie fo’ da’ ambulance go come bring her hea’?”
“Her emphesema stay ack up.”Â
“How come?”
“Waaa!”
Something like that…Â
I got back from Whistler last night from a long weekend of snowboarding. Root, Fabio, and myself flew up on Wednesday night and hit the slopes on Thursday morning. I rode on Friday and Saturday and flew back on Sunday in order to make it in to work this morning. Root and Fabio come back tonight.
Conditions were fairly good for opening week, with a little under a meter (39-inches) of accumulated snow. There were a few secret stashes here and there, but the marked runs were scraped down to the icy substrate by Saturday afternoon, especially toward the bottoms, or on the green runs back to the lifts. Nothing out of the ordinary.
Dining was good as usual, but the fall of the USD versus the CAD made things hurt a little all around. I got $0.93 CAD per $1 USD when I converted.
Expect more in future posts, like:
Los Luchadores!
“Viva La Mexico!” …(bam-bam-bam) “Security!”
Last Tracks
JibtasticÂ