music on the waterfront
The Kokua for the Pacific benefit, planned and organized by my good friend.

a doting uncle
just felt the need to share this video of isis jane with her new little brother, courtesy of my dad. (sorry, i haven’t figured out how to embed video without using youtube.)

the annoying power of playful ribbing
my brain is of a peculiar sort. it has always had a tendency to grab a hold of ideas, thoughts, impractical (or impossible) scenarios and chew on them until there’s nothing left. even ideas, things that in reality have no real value or merit will often claim my preoccupation, using up large amounts of processing power. since i was a child, my brain has had this tendency and i have not, as of yet, figured out a way to let go of all thoughts inconsequential. such is occurring now and began yesterday afternoon. i got a call from one of my best and oldest friends as he and his wife were driving back from a weekend out of town. in typical fashion, he started ‘harassing̵

singing
if you aren’t already aware, i have a tendency to talk to myself. and not just in my head like jd from scrubs. i actually speak out loud to myself. usually i don’t do this when there are people around, strangers or otherwise, though its been known to happen. essentially i’m just talking thinking out loud, but in a conversational style. i’ve also a tendency, though with less frequency, to sing quietly to myself if i’ve got a particular song in my head. sometimes i don’t even realize i’m doing it, especially if i’m concentrating on something else. like ordering dinner. this was the case a few weeks ago, when i walke

my new nephew!
say hi to rex ashford hodgkinson.