“So, what’s your book about?”  This question is one that’s answer seems like it would be a slam dunk after working as long as I did on this story.  I was getting a haircut the other day and the stylist asked me that very question.  After I fumbled through a somewhat confusing response, she said it sounded cool.  When I left the shop, Nicole said to me “You really need to get better at your response to that question.”  So I started practicing, mostly in my head, but practicing nonetheless.  The thing that has really been striking to me however, is how many people can relate to this story.  Several people have told me their story of Aumakua, even though they never knew what to call it.  A seagull that hangs around, or butterflies in the yard, or a hummingbird in the doorway, all of these stories relate. My answer to the question’s are getting better and more fluid.  Now, if I can just get Dwayne “The Rock” Johnson to read #MyAumakua then ask to meet me so we can write a screenplay for the movie, wouldn’t that be something.  Thank’s for your support.

I’m not just talking about eyesight, I’m talking about your personal vision, is it clear?  I think my own, might be.  Seems strange to have a clear sight through the fog I have been navigating though, and it is about time, being how quickly life runs by, after all.  I have heard so many successful people say the words “I wish I had started earlier” so much so that it actually scares me a little, in a good way.  It’s like wrestling a lion.

Today I continued my above average ability to “Multi-Mistake” finding simple details that I missed.   The problem is multi-faceted.  It’s not just me, although that is where the buck stops, it’s more than that.  Everyone wants to be the most important customer, but, are you?  Really?  I mean, are you holding up your end of the bargain?  Are you doing all the things that should help you sustain that top spot?  I was yelled at today by a customer that had issue with his bill, too high naturally, but he failed to realize that he added many items after the fact.  I let him know about the extra items added after the original quote but his argument was that I should have had them in the quote to begin with.  How could I do that, I mean, I order what you ask for, nothing more, nothing less, right?  If you order a pizza and tell them you want cheese and nothing else, well, why be pissed when you don’t get pepperoni?  I can see the argument about sauce coming, don’t try me on this one.  Anyway, be a good customer before you expect the business you deal with to bend over backwards for you.  It always, always, always starts with you.  Today, three out of three mistakes were made by me, where the buck stops.

In the fifth grade, my teacher, Mr. Loute (sp), would read to us every afternoon for about thirty minutes.  I looked forward to this time of the day, even more than recess.  The second half of the year he read a book to us called “The Iceberg Hermit” by Arthur Roth.  His reading of this book actually changed my life.  I fell in love with reading and figured out that I had a very vivid imagination.  He was very animated when he read to us and all I can remember is being so excited about what was going to happen next. He would adjust his inflection and even his accent to the character’s of the story.  Truly one of, if not the most memorable thing any of my teachers did.  If you like adventure fiction, I can tell you that The Iceberg Hermit is a good read.  Today I came home to the paperback proof copy of my newly published book in my mailbox.  I have been holding it since it arrived like it was a newborn baby.  The very minute I looked at it out of the box, my mind immediately thought of The Iceberg Hermit and Mr. Loght(sp).  I’ll be honest and say that I got a lump in my throat.  I can’t believe this book I am holding is filled with my imagination put into print.  I would give anything to be able to tell my fifth grade teacher how much I appreciate him doing for us what he did.  “If you’re up there looking down on one of your old pupils, I am sorry I can’t remember how to spell your name but how about this…  Thank You Mr. L!!!!!!”

So glad the sun is staying out longer after work.  Today I came home and squeezed in a quick workout before me and my everything walked to the Redondo Beach Performing Arts Center for dinner.  I know it sounds strange going to a performing arts center for dinner, but it was “Food Truck Tuesday.” There were four food trucks of different types out in the parking lot allowing us a lot of choices.  We grabbed a little something from three of them and it was good.  Main thing was how nice it was to walk and talk, hold hands and even daydream a little.  All this after a full days work.  We came home and worked on my website, this one (you may notice a few changes), and made up some business cards to help promote “My Aumakua.”  The suns energy has a very real, positive effect on me.  If you are ever feeling down, go outside and get a little vitamin D, might make you feel better.    #myaumakua @aloha #alohafriday

Today was a typical Monday for me.  I was not feeling like being at work, what with all the excitement of my book “My Aumakua” being published and all the celebrating we did because of that.  We were pretty slow today which was not a good thing because when it is like that I can hear every second as they pass.  Mid morning, a man walked into the showroom wearing a blanket.  He walked up to the counter where I was and said “Hello sir, I’m sorry to bother you.”  I rolled my eyes, aggravated by what was sure to come next. I stood up and asked “What can I do for you bud?” in a slightly annoyed tone.  In my head I was readying my response for when he asked for some money.  “No, don’t have any money pal, you’re gonna have to move along.” was what I quickly decided to go with so now I just waited for the answer.  “I’m hungry and I don’t know what else to do and I’m very sorry for bothering you.” he said.  I was taken aback and even a little stunned.  I looked over at my coworker and she immediately held up her banana for me to give to him.  He said “thank you” and headed for the door.  I told him to hang on a sec and went and got my lunch and a couple of granola bars.  I brought them out to him and he traded me for the banana peel.  I poured him a cup of water, and he thanked me again and headed right out the door and down the street.  This situation could have gone a number of different ways but I think this was the best way.  This was a very cold reminder of how fortunate I am, many of us are.  His reality is closer than a lot of us think it is.  I’m thankful he was strong enough to come into my place of business and ask for help.  I really needed that.