On 9/5/2015 4:43 PM, dsi1 wrote:
> On Saturday, September 5, 2015 at 11:42:47 AM UTC-10, Shalako wrote:
>> On 9/5/2015 2:29 PM, dsi1 wrote:
>>> On Friday, September 4, 2015 at 4:25:32 PM UTC-10, gtr wrote:
>>>> On 2015-09-04 21:34:09 +0000, dsi1 said:
>>>>
>>>>> I used to live right off one of the busiest streets in Honolulu.
>>>>> Kapiolani Blvd. It was the gateway to Waikiki...
>>>>
>>>> Yeah, I use to date Cindy Crawford. We've all had times with hard luck...
>>>
>>> That's an odd thing to say since you don't know a thing about me, Kapiolani Blvd, or the Moiliili-McCully area.
>>>
>>> Kapiolani Blvd is the gateway to Waikiki. At one time, the section into Waikiki had the highest numbers of accidents of any roads in the state. I had an accident when a kid on a moped tried to cut in front of my car. He rolled on my hood and when I hit the brakes, he was propelled onto the blvd. He did a roll and landed on his feet. It was the most beautiful stunt we'd ever seen! I gave it a 10/10 myself. A perfect score!
>>>
>>> The section of Kapiolani Blvd in front of our apartment had a median strip dividing the roadway. Across the blvd was the Ala Wai park. There was an opening in the strip for cars turning into the park. Due to the poor street lighting and the likely inebriated state of many of the drivers, cars would slide into that opening, thinking it was the cutout to turning onto Waikiki. They would slam full speed into the media strip and suffer serious suspension damage. A lot of them would be stuck with both front wheels in the air. Whee - fun! What a great place that was: you could pull out right into the thick of things from your parking spot and it even had front row seats to minor, non-fatal, accidents. I loved living there.
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>>> The Moiliili-McCully area, where we lived, was mostly old houses in the predominantly Japanese section of Honolulu. At the time, the homes were owned by first and second generation Japanese-Americans. Right off the busy Kapiolani Blvd was a fairly quiet and slow moving neighborhood. It's quite a contrast to be transported to a 40's-60's Hawaii just off that main road - it was pretty much like the place we lived in the early 60's.
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>>> I did see Tony Curtis driving around in a big white Lincoln. Ha ha, he looked totally lost and out of place in that setting. OTOH, Moiliili is pretty much out of place in it's setting. It's really an anachronism in this new Honolulu/Waikiki era. Too bad, we can always use time machines.
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>> A job for Mad Man Marcum then!
>>
>> http://d3adcc0j1hezoq.cloudfront.net...XUS-Marcum.pdf
>>
>> T
>> he machine, an array of wires attached to two vertical cylinders inside
>> a rotating magnetic field, 3,000,000-volt arcs of electricity dancing
>> through them, rose 35 feet above the floor of the Kansas City,
>> Missouri, warehouse. Mike Marcum stood on a cherry picker 25 feet
>> above the machine, staring into one of the cylinders at a four-foot-wide
>> circular heat signature--an event horizon. He knew what that heat signature
>> meant. He'd discovered it in the little northwestern Missouri town of
>> Stanberry years earlier, and it was something that no one had found before.
>> As the electric arcs crackled below him, he steadied himself, sweat beading
>> on his face.
>> Marcum was certain he'd built a time machine. So certain, he took a
>> breath and jumped into the heat signature. Then he disappeared. To
>> everyone--family, friends and people who followed his time travel
>> experiments on paranormal radio and in the mainstream press--on that day
>> in 1998, Mike Marcum was gone. In 2011, I found him.
>
> That's a pretty good tale. The best tales are the ones in which people believe to be true.
>

It's Darwin Awards grade for sure, but dang it, the Guinea Pigs didn't
end up in a field in Ohio, so...