On 9/5/2015 12:51 PM, Shalako wrote:
> 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.
>>>>
>>>> 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.
>>>>
>>>> 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. 
>>>>
>>>>
>>>>
>>> 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...
Those guinea pigs were immediately set upon by a pack of hungry field
mice. Such are the hazards of time travel.
Speaking of science fiction, I've had a pot of pork in the rice cooker
for almost 2 days. It's just pork with gochujang, sugar, shoyu, Korean
chili pepper powder, and other stuff. I just put everything in the pot,
turn it on cook, set it on warm, and let it go. The rice cooker holds it
at about 140. My guess is that I can keep it as long as I want. It'll
hold at serving temperature indefinitely. Pretty amazing.