while i was in hawaii, my homeless salvation arrived on the wing of a tweet. after two days of comparing notes and chatting about blogs and vlogs, shane and i made our way to pearl harbor for a little chat.
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to be honest, i don't know if today is up or down. BUT one thing i can tell you, it's 2.30 in the morning and i can't sleep. last night, i partook in a birthday party. a chinese birthday party. the luck girl was 14, the daughter of a visiting chinese philosophy professor and roommate to amit (my CS host).
after a long day of moped'n around the eastern side of the island, amit and i found some left-over chicken and fries while watching the red socks capture the pennant. then we found an opportunity to get sand it our pants at a beach film festival... realizing the barrel of monkeys was just have full, we headed to amit's home to celebrate the above mentioned birthday party.
after a blur of languages and one hissy fit (not the birthday girl but a friend of a friend who's detailed how she didn't want to be included in any recording effort done by my hands. i have no clue what planet she's on, but obviously we've gotten off to a wrong start. every statement / attempt of reparation fails in hindenburg proportions.) we sang happy birthday, ate cate and chomped on apples, mangos, grapes, and watermelon. in the mix came a cup of tea. one cup turned to two. two turned to three. three turned into too much...
(yes, i am listing to the jackson five while writing this...)
my body is quite sensitive to many stimuli. caffeine is like crack. one drop makes me freak out with thriller like proportions. sometimes, i can beat it. other times, it makes me travel to the single moment in time where i lifted the glass (and in this case) clinked with fellow revelers...
with today's/yesterday's time being moped introspective, i've got a few things that seem to be on the tip of my tung i can finally articulate... but knowing that today/tomorrow brings a new day, i wonder how they will change...
first, the world's state of nature is predicated on a single toothpick stuck in the gums of one man who will never be seen, heard from, nor contacted. like an evil puppet master, his tricks and dirty deeds come dirt cheap. (AC/CD) as it is up to us to fight his insanity, i have discovered these A... B... C... or is it easy as 1... 2... 3...??? (yeah, sometimes the jackson 5 and AC/DC work well together.)
come on, come on, come on, come on, let me show you what's it's all about... (dance, twirl, clap)
i think in due time, this list will get blown out to seven items... in the meantime, i've only discovered four... the other three are buried between here (hawaii) and Antarctica.
##. Tools / Language...
unlike hammers and shovels, modern technology requires a bit of skilled operation. if it's a training video or a simple instruction manual. the hammers and shovels of the 21st century require a bit of education. the tools we use to build the 21st century village are predicated in english. from construction, labeling, manuals, you name it... more than likely it was written in english and then translated. this education therefor limits the number of people who can pick up a cheap computer and bang away until a great cathedral is built. for native multilingual content, software must break the bounds of english.
unicode and open standards are the solution.
##. We the media in order to form a more perfect union...
first, like preschool, participation is key. second, the face of media needs to change from the hands of the few to the hands of the many. if tools are pliable, we no longer need to force feed our-self's idotiocracy. then we can speak our own minds.
citizen video units are the solution.
##. Confluence of the space time continuum, sprinkled with the spice of McFly...
since mcfly jr joined doc in the flying delorean, i've always been amazed with time travel. to be honest, i think we are stuck in a brief moment of time where we would rather write our own history than read what came before us. maybe it's the concept that old is... well old... i think old is the new pink!
it seems that so many lessons have been lost on the "educated" public. there are so many things we think are the new hotness, when in reality the old hotness should be cataloged into the new hotness. i'm not saying let's live in history, but that there are quite a few lessons to learn from history.
personally, there are many historical lessons i am starting to unearth. i've also started to see how "digital" is nothing more than enhanced "organic" matter. as we move though time, we tear down walls instead of building them. instead of depleting resources we should be inventing new ones. instead of standing still, we should be jumping and screaming at the top of our lungs saying "nanana, i don't believe you!"
flying delorians powered by a reactors the size of a cuzinarts is the solution.
##. the myth of scarcity...
i'm calling bullshit on this theory. i don't know why yet... but the solution will come when i have a time to get a phd in macro/micro economic philosophy. btw, didn't the world's top one percent make more than the bottom ninety-nine added up?
i'm not a socialist but i think something is wrong in our current solution.
##. faith, the belief not the perfume...
faith, like love, is not something you put on every saturday or sunday. it's time we get rid of this mama's boys talk about beliefs and realize that working WITH someone is better than saying my god is bigger than your god. last time i checked, there is only one planet and he/she/it is pissed we're poking holes, bleading the inner core and shaving off all the trees. ha, if earth was your little brother, he'd hate you.
having faith in yourself.
in just a few short days i will be in hawaii. that's right, in just a few days i will be in the United States of America. i'm heading back to the USA (pronounced OOOH-SSSA) to scratch off one of the two states i haven't visited (hawaii), sniff the followers and partake in the great American road trip.
coincidentally, hawaii and my reason for being back in the USA have a lot in common. in short, both are younger brothers - hawaii being the youngest of "the Union" and Joel Hidalgo being the youngest brother my parents have told me about. both are islands of culture surround by an unknown worlds. both are skinner and have had more girlfriends than i. in the next few weeks i will share beer with both of them.
hopping back into the USA is also an important milestone, it marks my halfway mark, and the smaller milestone of me circumnavigating the globe!
my plans for America are a bit different than the rest - they actually have quite a few people and locations to visit.
when i land on the continent, i will have three weeks to make it from oakland/SF to seattle - back to san francisco to Lodi (michael david wineries) to LA through san bernindio / loma linda (where i was born) to las vegas. in vegas, i want to pick up route 66, throw her over my shoulder and marry her. seeing how that's impossible, i'll follow her perfume through the plain states detouring in kansas to hop on I-70 and high tail it to ohio. through this long winded three week continental drift, i will have the least amount of money to spend, and will be purely dependent on contributions (ie meals, floors, couches, etc...).
the offer still stands if you want to join me... you just have to pay your own way, or fundraise your own way... but you are more than welcome to join me.
to ensure proper documentation and to give you a un-holds-bars voyeuristic view of my road life, i want to go live 24/7. sure you've seen it with justin.tv and justina.tv but this is noneck.tv. this is the guy who's dared to enter the lions den of Amsterdam, ride a bicycle, crash into a trolly track and live. this is a guy who has no qualms walking into a strip bar dressed like your stereotypical sheik to buy everyone a beer (offer only applies in the following countries - beerastan!) this is the guy who braved the israeli/jordainan border. this is the guy who braved cairo's dinners, contracted a 110° fever and lived. this is the guy who rode michael jackson to the prymids of giza (yes, i did use a saddle thank you berry much!). this is the same guy who walked phenom phen without a firearm. this is the same guy who's walked into cities across the globe not knowing where he'll sleep. this is the same guy who ate food off the floor after the 15 second rule. this is the same guy who's going to provide YOU a rockin four week road trip across America.
are you ready? are you ready to go live? (tap, tap, tap.) is this thing on?
if you're a corporate entity who has the wherewithal to provide a "capital investment" i'm willing to cut a deal. i'm ready to go cobranded. we take your logo plus my 24/7 show and for the entire time i'm in the USA, you'll have me as a walking, talking, internet loving advertisement. i'll even wear your corporate logo/badge/loin cloth/cheesehead/etc... as long as you let me keep the copy "open" AND i retain the rights to all footage shot during this time period. if you're interested, keep reading...
thanks for reading, i now have less than two weeks to convince you to pay for two things...
1. an awesome headset setup / service like justin.tv to bring you the LIVE american adventure. if you're willing to buy it, set it up and get it ready we'll start the show from your office.
2. a rental car (hybrid or zero-emitions please) and gas or electricity to putter from here to there. otherwise, just give me a boat load of batteries and i'll hitchhike. if i do hitchhike, i'll also need a gps so you can give you my last coordinates to pick up my body.
how does that sound? oh and mind you i'm also heading south, so if you're willing to pay for the bandwith i'm willing to go live on my south american journey... (can you hear me now?)
(Route 66 Motel photo by flickr user dawnnakaya)