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Tuesday, August 27, 2013

Elderts , Deedy and Aloha..." 'James "Kimo" Rosen'

May God Bless The family and friends of Kollin Elderts,
 Chris Deedy and the Deedy family.
Elderts , Deedy and Aloha

The Verdict is finally in after  6 days for  the controversial trial of Special Agent Christopher Deedy.

A mistrial was granted because of a hung jury in the  fatal shooting of Kollin Elderts.  A mistrial means the case will be retried.

 It's a lose-lose situation because all the "if" and "could haves" won't bring back the life that was taken.

What ever side people were on, passion was strong and many words spoken that probably should not had been spoken. Nobody wins, everyone loses...

Our condolences to all friends and family of Mr. Elderts.  Our prayers go out to  Chris Deedy and  the family and friends of both parties in this sad case.

Let's  move on towards bringing "Aloha" back to Hawai'i. Aloha needs to begin with you (me) I'm in, how about you?
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Monday, August 26, 2013

"2+4+9+1=16,A Formula for Disaster..." 'James "Kimo" Rosen'

Councilman Gary Hooser the co-author of controversial bill 2491
is causing chaos on the Cosmic Garden Island of Kaua'i. My question? Is the flower Lei
Hooser is wearing a GMO or Non GMO Plumeria? Inquiring minds would like to know?
2+4+9+1=16,A Formula for Disaster

Why is Councilman Gary Hooser's controversial bill "2491"  tearing a community apart? The bill in short puts huge limitations on seed companies operating on Kaua'i. The companies believe if the bill is approved and enacted they may be forced to leave thus causing huge unemployment numbers on an island still suffering from the last recession.

I did some google research into numerology and here is what I  came up with;


 If you add 2+4+9+1 (2491) it equals "16." The number "16" according to  a website titled," The meaning of numbers"http://www.timstouse.com/Numerology/whatnumbersmean.htm sugguests,"Mysteries are revealed, and emotions are stirred at the deepest level. Intense lessons such as betrayal, abandonment, and loss of property are not unusual."

And...According to Creusot, it symbolizes the construction and the destruction.

According to Guy Tarade, 16 (2491) is the number of Lucifer.
https://www.google.com/search?q=what%20does%20the%20number%2016%20%20represent

When the numbers of Bill 2491 are all added together you get 16.   16 is numerical value  of Lucifer. 

Need I say more, vote no on Lucifer, and 2491!
This is from Facebook Page, "Pro GMo Hawaii;"
https://www.facebook.com/pages/Pro-GMO-Hawaii/615389521823058?fref=ts
This blog also appeared as an  opinion article in the  (08-28-13) edition of the Kaua'i Garden Island News,"2491 adds up to Lucifer’s number."
http://thegardenisland.com/news/opinion/mailbag/letters-for-wednesday-august/article_5e1e6680-0fa8-11e3-908e-001a4bcf887a.html

P.S. an interesting article in the Hawai'i free press links  Hooser's old campaign site to Holocaust deniers;
http://www.hawaiifreepress.com/ArticlesMain/tabid/56/ID/342/Sen-Gary-Hooser-campaign-website-linked-to-Holocaust-deniers.aspx

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Sunday, August 25, 2013

"EIGHTY-THREE YEARS YOUNG..." " Bettejo Dux' (Classic Wednesday on Monday)


Bettejo Dux has lived on the cosmic garden island
of Kaua'i over 30 years. She is an animal lover, people lover and lover of life.

Bettejo's blogs are so popular we're publishing  them on Monday's and Wednesday's!
Today Bettejo blogs about being young and healthy at 83....Enjoy!

You can order a copy of her Novella "The Scam "below.www.bettejodux.com

EIGHTY-THREE YEARS YOUNG

EIGHTY-THREE YEARS YOUNG…and growing. Hope all of you who are here, are suffering from glowing good health. Hope all of you making the journey, get here in style.

How did I get here? I can’t blame it on Colette, my Vitamix, since I only just discovered her. Or Macha, my shillelagh. 
(A shillelagh is an Irish walking stick,the bartender in the Irish pub keeps a shillelagh behind the bar just in case there's trouble.)

Named my Vitamix after Colette, a sassy French writer and WW2 heroine. I identify with her. “You will do foolish things, but do them with enthusiasm,” says it all. Don’t you just love it?

Called my shillelagh Macha after a Goddess of ancient Ireland. Associated with war, horses and sovereignty, which about covers it, but if you have a computer look her up. There exists a gorgeous painting of her and her horse. He looks like Ari. She had long red hair -bet you didn’t know I was a red head once-and her hair, her sash and her horse’s tail, all the same color, fly in the wind. Loved my red headed year, give or take an eon or two, and would give an eyetooth for the gorgeous long skirt she wore in the painting.

She had tattoos on her right arm and wasn’t wearing a shirt. I’ll skip that part.

Guess I could ‘blame’ Ari, Boots, Duke and the cats for getting me here. They are all the dogs and horses and macaws and cats the world has ever known rolled up in one.  There is no sadness or there loss, there is life and happiness in their eyes. This works for loved ones we’ve lost, too. Every human being is them rolled up in one. If a few unfortunate memories are active, they can be deleted from the your screen.

“If you want to have the kind of relationship that your heart yearns for, you have to create it. You can’t depend on somebody else creating it for you.” --Gary Zukov

Love that.

I also think the art of creativity is a need in every human heart. The most unhappy people I’ve known have no creative skills. The happiest are the most creative.

Imagination plays an important role, too. As a devout non-believer I love to play with fantasy. I love to write fantasy. I can get lost in fantasy. It’s a gift, I think. “Imagination is the highest kit one can fly,” Lauren Bacall said. She was born September 16, 1924. Her death was an Internet hoax. As of this date, August15, 2013, she is 89. Six years older than I am.

A fun fantasy is that we could meet. If she comes to Kauai I’ll take her out to lunch and gift her with an autographed copy of The Scam.

Sitting in my outdoor computer room, Boots at my feet, books on my shelves and mottled sunlight on the Walking Iris, listening to a playful wind singing in the trees, sipping Chardonnay--ooops, only William Faulkner drank when he wrote.

A perfect day, wish you were here.


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Saturday, August 24, 2013

"The Quietness is deafening..." 'Judith whitehead' (Inspiration Sunday)



Judith Whitehead lives in Amherst N.Y, a suburb of Buffalo and
has work in the ophthalmology field of medicine for over 30 years.
Today Judy talks about the "Empty Nest Syndrome..." Enjoy!
The Quietness is deafening

After a week of my son visiting home from L.A., I now have a quiet home once again. 

 No longer the chatter from friends and family fill the house...just deafening silence.  

It is bitter sweet when he comes home and then leaves so quickly.  His visit always goes quickly and is jam packed with activities and then......nothing.  He has fallen into his own lifestyle now being gone for the last 4 years; it is difficult to let them go and fly on their own.  

We are always a phone call away or a quick flight.  and so it goes....children leaving the nest.  Enjoy them when they are young because those years sure went fast...

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Thursday, August 22, 2013

"Making Love..." 'Obama Da Dog' (Adult Humor) (Source)

Obama Da Dog likes to tell dirty jokes, one of her favorites is the
cat fell in the mud... And of course the enclosed risque "R"-rated joke... Enjoy!


Making Love

Johnny wanted to make love with a girl in his office, But she belonged to someone else…

One day, Johnny got so frustrated that he went up to her and said, “I’ll give you a $100 if you let me make love to you. But the girl said NO.

Johnny said, “I’ll be fast. I’ll throw the money on the floor, you bend down, and I’ll be finished by the time you pick it up. ”

She thought for a moment and said that she would have to consult her boyfriend… So she called her boyfriend and told him the story.

Her boyfriend says, “Ask him for $200, pick up the money very fast, he won’t even be able to get his Pants down.”

So she agrees and accepts the proposal. Half an hour goes by, and the boyfriend is waiting for his girlfriend to call.

Finally, after 45 minutes, the boyfriend calls and asks what happened.

She responded, “The bastard used coins!”

Management lesson:
Always consider a business proposal in its entirety before agreeing to it or risk getting screwed uncountable times! 

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Wednesday, August 21, 2013

"God Will Save me..!" Obama Da Dog (Source)

Obama Da Dog  is one of the best friends I have ever known.
She currently resides on the Hawai'ian Island of Kaua'i as a caregiver to her friend
James "Kimo" Rosen. (Me)
Today Obama talks about an irony, enjoy..!  ;D)

God Will Save me

There was a flood in a village. One man said to everyone, "I'll stay! God will save me!"

The flood got higher and a boat came and the man in it said "Come on mate, get in!"

"No" replied the man. God will save me!

The flood got very high now and the man had to stand on the roof of his house.

A helicopter soon came and the man offered him help."

No, God will save me!" he said

Eventually he died by drowning.

He got by the gates of heaven and he said to God "Why didn't you save me?"

God replied, "For goodness sake! I sent a boat and a helicopter. What more do you want!"

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Tuesday, August 20, 2013

"A PERFECT DAY..." 'Bettejo Dux' (Classic Wednesday)

Bettejo Dux has lived on the cosmic garden island
of Kaua'i over 30 years. She is an animal lover, people lover and lover of life.
Today Bettejo blogs about the perfect day for you and her... Enjoy!
You can order a copy of her Novella "The Scam "below.www.bettejodux.com

A PERFECT DAY

Create one. A special one. Just for you. Forget the guilt trip-ignore the guys who push it-enjoy enjoy, you deserve it.

And it’s healthy, too.

My sister- in- law was a hard working school- teacher. Her perfect day was Sunday. She stayed in bed all day.

I have a beautiful friend who loves to spend an entire day in her fantastic 20X20 foot closet.  More plush and perfect than any of the most elegant dress shops, it’s a dream works. Music. Air conditioned. A rose red carpet so shockingly soft she can tumble, twist and luxuriate on it surrounded by a flock of glamorous pink velvet pillows. A giant gold-framed mirror reflects and perfects everything over and over and over again. Gowns and shoes and accessories on display -over and over and over again. An enormous glass enclosed shower/steam room swallows her whole and spirits her out perfected.

She emerges the following day ready to save the earth and all the living things in it. It works for her.

Few of us can take that route, or would want to, but we can cheer her on and maybe enjoy a moment enjoying, in our dreams, her day.

That works.

Me? Well, I’m a nature freak.

“When I pass a flowering zucchini plant in a garden, my heart skips a beat.” Gwyneth Paltro said. I love her.

I love to get lost in the woods, feed my zoo and take what’s left of the day off. Do nothing. Find a tree to sit under, or in, or a mound of green to lie on, and watch shape shifting clown clouds scribble on a sea- blue canvas.

Vagrant silent breezes dance with overhead and earth bound leaves. They lift and fly and float and shimmy like a divine chorus on an infinite stage.

A bird winks a whistle. Others answer in their own way. Sometimes I think they’re talking to each other. Other times I think they’re competing. Who can make the silliest sound? The prettiest? The most cacophonous?

A lone brown hen, who looks like a piece of Kauai red dirt skips by, scuttling quiet as a mouse down an unmarked path.

Sometimes my grown up puppy, Bootsy, joins me. Even Ari, on occasion, bumbles by. They both love animal crackers. Me, too. We share a bag.

I munch on salmon, crackers and cheese, a potently deviled egg and wicked potato salad. Sip chilled Chardonnay. And let quiet, food and nature nurse me back to health.

I have to feed the zoo dinner but sometimes I return from my house/barn and watch the sky begin to glitter. If I’ve planned it right I can watch the moon rise.

My life is so complicated it takes me a day to prepare for my perfect day but sometimes leftovers fall free into the day after.

Works for me.

Perfect a day that works for you. Make it up. We’ll enjoy it, in our minds, with you.
Bettejo with her best friend Boots

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