"Time to expand Farmers Market's..." James "Kimo" Rosen

Maybe it's time the farmers market's became Farmers Market's plus more..?

Please note, this could apply to Farmers market's anywhere in the country, not just Kaua'i Hawai'i...

In response to the recent article in the Kauai Garden Island News, "Farmers (only) Markets,(http://thegardenisland.com/news/local/article_5bf68a2e-02d8-11e1-97d9-001cc4c03286.html )   the article  states that many vendors sell produce that was not grown on their own farms or gardens and are selling produce purchased from wholesalers which was not the original criteria for farmers markets on Kaua'i.

There are also those  people that sell fish, chicken eggs,and even discounted potato chips and other closeouts from the supermarkets just outside the farmers market's. Locals sell their Ahi from their pickup beds just outside the market too.

Many rules are broken with vendors selling produce that is not from their farms or gardens,  however in these recessed times if somebody can make a few extra bucks in the 90 minute time-frame they have, go for it! The article states that it takes many hours and a court date to even enforce the policy of the farmers market and there just isn't the manpower to enforce the rules.

Maybe it's time for  the farmers market's to expand  and make rule changes allowing more items for sale? And if some vendor happens to sell pickled Mangoes, chili pepper water or even produce they bought from a wholesaler it's time to turn the other cheek and not report your neighbor.

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"Anger Management..." 'Chester "Unc" Lau' (via the Internet)

"Dakinetalks good friend Chester Lau a.k.a. "Unc,"  is a retired cinematographer living on Oahu guest-blogging about anger management and one of the many ways it works..."

Anger Management ...

"When you occasionally have a really bad day,

and you just need to take it out on someone,

don't take it out on someone you know,

take it out on someone you don't know,

but you know deserves it.

      

I was sitting at my desk when I remembered

a phone call I'd forgotten to make.

     

I found the number and dialed it.

A man answered, saying

'Hello.'

     

I politely said,

'This is Chris.

Could I please speak with Robyn Carter?'

     

Suddenly a manic voice yelled out in my ear

'Get the right f***ing number!'

And the phone was slammed down on me.

      

I couldn't believe that anyone could be so rude.

    

When I tracked down Robyn's correct number

to call her,

I found that I had accidentally transposed the last two digits.

     

After hanging up with her,

I decided to call the 'wrong' number again.

     

When the same guy answered the phone, I yelled

'You're an asshole!'

And hung up.

     

I wrote his number down with the word 'asshole' next to it,

And put it in my desk drawer.

      

Every couple of weeks, when I was paying bills or had a really bad day,

I'd call him up and yell,

'You're an asshole!'

    

It always cheered me up.

     

When Caller ID was introduced, I thought my therapeutic 'asshole'

calling would have to stop.

     

So, I called his number and said,

'Hi, this is John Smith from the telephone company.

I'm calling to see if you're familiar with our

Caller ID Program?'

        

He yelled 'NO!'

And slammed down the phone.

     

I quickly called him back and said, 'That's because you're an asshole!'

And hung up.

    

One day I was at the store, getting ready to pull into a parking spot.

    

Some guy in a black BMW cut me off and pulled into the spot

I had patiently waited for.

     

I hit the horn and yelled that I'd been waiting for that spot,

but the idiot ignored me.

     

I noticed a 'For Sale ' sign in his back window,

so I wrote down his number.

     

A couple of days later,

right after calling the first asshole

(I had his number on speed dial)

I thought that I'd better call the BMW asshole, too.

    

I said, 'Is this the man with the black BMW for sale?'

      

He said, 'Yes, it is.'

     

I then asked, 'Can you tell me where I can see it?'

    

He said, 'Yes, I live at  34 Oaktree Blvd., in  Fairfax  

It's a yellow ranch style house

And the car's parked right out in front.'

     

I asked, 'What's your name?'

    

He said, 'My name is Don Hansen.'

        

I asked, 'When's a good time to catch you, Don?'

     

He said, 'I'm home every evening after five.'

    

I said, 'Listen, Don, can I tell you something?'

    

He said, 'Yes?'

     

I said, 'Don, you're an asshole!'

     

Then I hung up, and added his number to my speed dial, too.

      

Now, when I had a problem, I had two assholes to call.

    

Then I came up with an idea...

     

I called asshole #1.

     

He said, 'Hello'

    

I said, 'You're an asshole!'

(But I didn't hang up.)

    

He asked, 'Are you still there?'

      

I said, 'Yeah!'

     

He screamed, 'Stop calling me'

     

I said, 'Make me.'

      

He asked, 'Who are you?'

    

I said, 'My name is Don Hansen.'

   

He said, 'Yeah? Where do you live?'

      

I said, 'Asshole, I live at 34 Oaktree Blvd. , in  Fairfax ,

a yellow ranch style home and

I have a black Beamer parked in front.'

      

He said, 'I'm coming over right now, Don.

And you had better start saying your prayers.'

      

I said, 'Yeah, like I'm really scared, asshole,'

and hung up.

    

Then I called Asshole #2.

     

He said, 'Hello?'

     

I said, 'Hello, asshole,'

     

He yelled, 'If I ever find out who you are...'

     

I said, 'You'll what?'

     

He exclaimed, 'I'll kick your ass'

     

I answered, 'Well, asshole, here's your chance.

I'm coming over right now.'

    

Then I hung up and immediately called the police, saying that I was on my way over to

34 Oaktree Blvd , in Fairfax , to kill my gay lover.

      

Then I called Channel 7 News about the gang war going down in Oaktree Blvd  in  Fairfax .

        I quickly got into my car and headed over to  Fairfax .

    

I got there just in time to watch two assholes beating the crap out of each other

in front of six cop cars, an overhead news helicopter

and surrounded by a news crew.

      

NOW I feel much better.

    

Anger management really does work."

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"What was the most important day of your life..."?'Judith Whitehead' (Inspirational Monday)

Judith Whitehead is back guest-blogging on this Inspirational Monday about what's important in life...Judith lives in Amherst N.Y.  She has worked in the ophthalmology field of medicine for almost 30 years...

As a child, I grew up in a 2 parent, loving family that could have been portrayed as the “Leave it to Beaver” family. Dinner was served on time every night, after all were seated at the table. Family vacations were taken often and since my dad was “on the road” for his sales profession, we also traveled with him when we weren't in school and sampled hotels and restaurants across the East Coast. There were 2 siblings in our household and we never went for want. My dad was a good provider and my mom was a stay at home mom who made the house sparkle on a daily basis.

Naturally as I grew up into a young woman, I began to day dream of the home I also

would have some day. I did go to school after graduating high school, but only to obtain

an associates degree in Medical Assisting. My aspirations were not lofty and I assumed I

would some day marry to have my husband be the major breadwinner of the family, and I

would contribute until the children were born. I also wanted 2 children as my family had.

My dreams came true at the young age of 18. I married a young man of 21 who was still

finishing college and we started our life together. For the first few years we worked hard

at our jobs as my husband finished his college education. After a few more years we

began to think of a starting a family and our 2 wonderful boys were born within 3 years

of each other. Our family was complete and I was the proudest mother that walked the earth. As the years passed by, I grew along with my children in desires, wants and goals.

What I desired as a young woman no longer aligned with my goals of the day, and I began to think I had made a hasty decision in only obtaining a 2 year degree. It turns out, I liked to be out in the working world and although my children came first, I was not the “leave it to Beaver” type of mom. Cooking and cleaning was not enough to satisfy me and I enjoyed being out contributing in some way using the profession I had obtained in my teens. I felt slighted that I had not gotten that 4 year degree and knew I could command a better salary if I had those credentials in hand.

I knew I had to still work to help support the family, so I began my plan to slowly go

back to school for a Bachelors degree at night while working during the day. It wasn't

until the age of 39 that I could finally do this. One by one I picked off each course that I

needed to attain my goal, and by the age of 45 I finally could say I was a college graduate of the State University of Buffalo. My only regret was that my mother passed away the year before I graduated and she didn't get to see my accomplishment, but I know somehow she knows.

This was one of the most Important Days of My Life. I never had the drive or ambition

as a teenager to deliver this goal. I didn't really know what I wanted at that young age,

marriage and children were still important to me but I needed to have that ultimate feeling of accomplishment to feel complete.

Today I work in the medical field still and my children are grown up. They don’t need

me as much as when they were little, but I’m still around to give advice when asked and

still enjoy their company immensely. Now I look forward to having grand-children some

day and sit back and watch my sons enjoy the family life I have enjoyed for all these wonderful years.

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"Andy Rooney, the worlds first blogger..." 'James "Kimo" Rosen'

Rest in peace Mr. Rooney...

The invention of the DVR to record TV programs digitally while your away or even watching other programs is one of the best new toys known to man and woman. I was able to DVR (digital video record) the news show of 60 minutes and fast forward to the end to view the satirical commentaries by Andy Rooney. When Andy Rooney announced his retirement at age 92 last month for his final segment, Rooney said,"I've lived a life luckier than most,  I wish I could do this forever. I can't though." Andy said he probably hasn't said anything that most of us hadn't already thought, he just had a fun way putting our thoughts into words.

True to his style he complained about being famous and wrote ,"If you see him a restaurant just let me eat." I know If I saw him in a restaurant I would at least  give him a wink or  head-nod and have the wait person send over his favorite drink spiked with Prozac , just in hopes that he may talk with me after he's done with his meal after the Prozac kicked in.  If I could  had spoke with him I might had started my conversation with his famous refrain,"Did you ever wonder." Did you ever wonder why you are actually talking to me? I would answer, because of the Prozac I slipped in your drink.

Andy Rooney was  the reason I watched "60 minutes." Most of the shows anchor's are well advanced senior citizens and without Rooney to end the show I believe the show has pretty much sealed it's fate.

Rooney was blogging before blogging was even a word or people knew what blogging was, I am calling Rooney the original blogger, the guy who blogged before  it became a word. Mr. Rooney had the best job in the world, the question remains, where do I send my resume?

 If  Mr. Rooney could write an essay from beyond it  might begin;"Did you ever wonder why they say people "pass away?" What have they passed, footballs, baseballs or maybe just a little gas? Rest in Peace Mr. Rooney, and Mahalo Nui Loa for being my mentor...

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"Dog runs out of desert and into man’s life..." 'Courtesy of Buffalo News, Ann Neville'

This Guest blog and enclosed photo is courtesy of the Buffalo News and staff writer Ann Neville, the story first appeared 10-25-11 in the Buffalo News. It tells the story of my nephew and how he was eventually adopted...

http://www.buffalonews.com/life/article606726.ece


Boss(The dog) joined Jason Gross on his 2004 run across America, in a desolate area of the Navajo Reservation in Arizona.

Jason Gross, (my nephew)  of Amherst, N. Y.  ran across the United States seven years ago from central Park in New York city to his final destination of the Santa Monica Pier (over 3,000 miles) to raise funds for diabetes research. His cause received more than $37,000, and he found a best friend.

To read the complete story, please link to the Buffalo News at;
http://www.buffalonews.com/life/article606726.ece


Mahalo Nui Loa , Thank you very much to John and Ann Neville of the Buffalo News for granting permission to run this article as  my blog for today! There policy is you can run their stories as blogs, but need to write a paragraph or so description and then provide the URL leading the reader (you) to their website.   Again Thank you Buffalo News... Again please click on the enclosed URL for the complete story;
http://www.buffalonews.com/life/article606726.ece

Now comes the fun part, I wrote an Opinion article as I like to call Letters to the editor for the Buffalo News in response to this wonderful story and here is my letter printed in full along with the URL to the Buffalo News.

http://www.buffalonews.com/editorial-page/from-our-readers/letters-to-the-editor/article619372.ece   (The published letter was edited, the un-edited version is listed below...)
Aloha to everyone in Greater Western New York,

It has been 35 years since  I left Buffalo.  Since the Buffalo News has been available online I have been an avid reader, it is often said that that you can take take the Boy from Buffalo, but you cant take the Buffalo from the boy.

The recent article by Ann Neville, " Dog runs out of desert and into mans life," Tells a story of true love. The love between man and dog, it is  said that dog is mans best friend. Dogs are always happy to see us, We tell them our most inner thoughts and confide in them since we know they will not break our trust in each other.

The story of Jason and his best friend Boss tells a story of bonding, a story of true love and  a story that is worth telling over and over again.

I recently Adopted a dog myself and like Jason would find life not near as satisfying without a dog. It is said there is a missing chapter in the bible, there should be a chapter about the animal  that gives unconditional love without prejudice to the rich, poor, black, white, able or disabled.  Could it be that the bible has a subliminal message about God? After-all Dog is God Backwards.

Pets have a way of putting a smile on our face and just make us feel good. Dogs give you unconditional love and  have been shown to be psychologically, emotionally, and physically beneficial. Caring for a four legged companion can provide a sense of purpose and fulfillment and lessen feelings of loneliness for anyone.

I saw Jason and Boss complete their cross country trek to help find a cure for diabetes, I was at the finish line in Santa Monica.  I am Jason's Uncle and I have diabetes.

Please consider adopting a dog or as in Jason's case the dog adopted him, either way your sure to feel better about life. 

To order a calendar with Boss the dog as one of the months for 2012 go to the  Black-hat website at http://www.rezdog.petfinder.org/.  In the meantime, here is ordering info: Taking orders at Dogs of the Navajo, P.O. Box 3843, Chinle, AZ, 86503, send a check for $15 made out to Black-hat Humane Society." Tell them you heard about the calendar, Boss and Jason on 'dakinetalk!'

(Please note I signed the article Jim Rosen, because back in the 1970's that's how people knew me...)

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"Words, words, words." 'Michael Herr' (Aloha Friday)

Renowned author Michael Herr is back guest-blogging on this awesome Aloha Friday talking about words, words and words,enjoy... Make sure and check out Michael's website at; http://www.michaelherr.com/

ALOHA FRIDAY

November 4

It's Aloha Friday.

"Words, words, words."

I've been intrigued by words ever since I was a keiki, a little kid. Growing up around the time of the Korean War (ooops, police action), I drew hundreds of pictures featuring tanks and planes and bombs and explosions. To complete my drawings I added caption balloons so that the soldiers in my drawings said things like "Ayyyyy!" and "Charge!" and "Die!" Just words to me then.

In elementary school, I can't remember getting less than 100% on any spelling test. I could spell any word. In high school, I padded my English classes by turning in extra-credit writing. Words came easily. In college, I produced more words than ever. Words on Sartre, on Shakespeare, on philosophy and theology and English authors. My best writing during college? The love letters with which I wooed my future wife.

After college, first as a teacher and then as a school administrator, I wrote even more words. Memos and reports and requests for funding and evaluations. But nothing for myself; nothing for my soul.

Now, retired and a writer, I get to play with words again. I get to polish them and piece them together in ways that are so much more interesting to me. And some of my words come together quite nicely.

Once I've written a book, it moves from the front to the back of my mind. So, when I'm working on another book, I have to go back now and then to see what I wrote previously in order to be sure I don't contradict myself. I'm always astonished when I re-read an earlier work at how marvelous some of it is. Not all of it, but language gems pop up now and then within my work. I usually stop reading at that point, look up and in awe say, "Damn, that's good.".

I love words. I love the emails I get from other people who share their wordplay. Here's a couple of examples of the type of wordplay I enjoy:

War does not determine who is right, just who is left.

To steal ideas from one person is plagiarism. To steal ideas from
many people is research.

A clear conscience is usually the sign of a bad memory.

Nothing is foolproof to a sufficiently talented fool.

Sarchasm: The gulf between the author of sarcastic wit, and the
person who doesn't get it.

The only difference between a rut and a groove is the depth.

My mind works like lightning. One brilliant flash and it's gone.

A conclusion is the place where you got tired of thinking.

And my current favorite word:

Ignoranus: A person who is both stupid and an a-hole.

Much aloha.

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"Drafting old people..." 'Marvin Gross' (liaison for the world wide web)

"Marvin Gross a Financial advisor from the suburbs of Buffalo N.Y. is back guest blogging about bringing back the draft, and drafting old people...."


Drafting men over 60 may not be a bad idea... Read all about it!

 Drafting Guys Over 60
     New Direction for any war: Send Service Vets over 60!

I am over 60 and the Armed Forces thinks I'm too old to track down terrorists.  You can't be older than 42 to join the military.  They've got the whole thing ass-backwards. Instead of sending 18-year olds off to fight, they ought to take us old guys.  You shouldn't be able to join a military unit until you're at least 35.  For starters, researchers say 18-year-olds think about sex every 10 seconds.

 Old guys only think about sex a couple of times a day, leaving us more than 28,000 additional seconds per day to concentrate on the enemy. Young guys haven't livedlong enough to be cranky, and a cranky soldier is a dangerous soldier.  'My back hurts!  I can't sleep, I'm tired and hungry.' We are impatient and maybe
letting us kill some asshole that desperately deserves it will make us feel better and shut us up for awhile..  An 18-year-old doesn't even like to get up before 10am . 

 Old guys always get up early to pee, so what the hell.  Besides, like I said, I'm tired and can't sleep and since I'm already up, I may as well be up killing some fanatical son-of-a-bitch.  If captured we couldn't spill the beans because we'd forget where
we put them.  In fact, name, rank, and serial number would be a real brainteaser.

Boot camp would be easier for old guys.. We're used to getting screamed and yelled at and we're used to soft food.  We've also developed an appreciation for guns.  We've been using them for years as an excuse to get out of the house, away from the screaming and yelling.  They could lighten up on the obstacle course however... I've been in combat and never saw a single 20-foot wall with rope hanging over the side, nor did I ever do any push-ups after completing basic training.  Actually, the running part is kind of a waste of energy, too... I've never seen anyone outrun a bullet.  An 18-year-old has the whole world ahead of him. He's still learning to shave, to start a conversation with a pretty girl. He still hasn't figured out that a baseball cap has a brim to shade his eyes, not the back of his head. These are all great reasons to keep our kids at home to learn a little more about life before sending them off into harm's way.  Let us old guys track down those dirty rotten coward terrorists.

The last thing an enemy would want to see is a couple million pissed off old farts with attitudes and automatic weapons, who know
that their best years are already behind them. 

 HEY!! How about recruiting Women over 50...in menopause!!!
You think MEN have attitudes?? Ohhhhhhhhhhhh my God!!! If nothing else, put them on border patrol. They'll have it secured the first night! 

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