We flew into Kona this morning, only 12 hours ago, but it seems like

a week’s worth of activity just settling back into Hilo.  Ya know, the Big 

Island is large, with different weather patterns and we went from the 

hot, dry, surface of the moon West side over the North side through rainy

Waimea and down South into Hilo.

   If you don’t care about the geography, it’s cool.  I am working, by the

way.  In search of the elusive Wifi, I returned to my old haunt, Bayfront 

Coffee, Tea and Kava.  There’s a rousing acoustic jam going on, with a 

gutiar and 2 ukeleles, and a singer that is ALMOST on key.  And I said

ALMOST.  It is painful at times, yet the spontaniety and the joy of the

participants is infectious.

   I have my Wifi and need to get some important details and a couple of

critical emails sent.  Meanwhile here I am blogging.  Oh well.  The sur-

roundings have me ready to sing along, and continue to relax.

   My normal routine here is a shot of Noni, with a shell or 2 (or 3)

of Kava, which natually, organically and almost magically relaxes me 

gets me ready for my rest later.  The small of cooking brownies is 

intoxicating and that may be next on the menu for me.

   These people were my peeps back in the ealry 70s, and the Grateful

Dead years.  Well, actually anyone that really was into THAT THEN is 

perhaps no longer with us, and these guys are incarnations.  But that’s

just a minor detail.

   I get to work for real in the morning, and my efforts to share Yellow 

Pages seem almost contradictory to this wonderful scene all around me.

But, this post is NOT meant to market, to share deep knowledge, or to

persuade-only to somehow relate to ya how wonderful this moment is.

  OK, one more glass of Kava, Rick Emmerich