I told Cousin he should be Anthony and we can call me "Tiger" to differentiate us for our friends. So yeah. I guess that would make me Tiger Kaplan LeTigre, which translated would mean "Tiger Tiger the Tiger" in English, Turkish and French, respectively.
I read in the paper today (The Maui News) that civil unions have been rolled back, and I thought you could even get MARRIED here if you were gay, so Oregon is actually ahead of Hawaii on that issue, right now anyway (Cousin said they're still fighting it).
Cousin napped today while I exercised and made a couple new charcoal drawings and went for a walk through the empty plot at the end of their road and down by an aqueduct creek thing where I discovered that Maui is no more safe from the plague of mosquitos than Minnesota is. I walked one way until I reached a dead end, then walked the other way until I heard voices and music, and then I withdrew, not wishing to meet other humans.
I got the number for the local transit system from one of Cousin’s friends on the phone today, but I hear it’s not very frequent or reliable, and the stops are poorly marked, if marked at all. I’ve also been scouring ads on Craigslist for available jobs, and am going to send out some resumes, but it’ll be difficult to work out the transportation thing. But I need to save more money for San Francisco.
I’m half vacationing, half preparing to move to the most expensive city in the U.S. in six months. My vices now are body-surfing, tanning and candy.
A nice girl came over this afternoon bringing mail from the Hana house – she is, of all things, Linah Cocaine’s sister. She seems too nice to be related to him/her, but there it is. She’s going canoe racing tomorrow, and was telling me about canoeing here, and she made very good eye contact, and I thought she spoke with a slight accent of some kind, but maybe I was imagining that, because it turns out she’s from Canby, Oregon – basically the same place I’m from!
The waitress at Charley’s where we had breakfast this morning (I got a fishermen’s croissant with really good tomatoes instead of home fries – healthier!) asked, “Is that Guan Yin on your shirt?” That would be Guan Yin (also Quan Yin, Quan’Am, Kannon, Kanin, etc., she stretches across countries and cultures), the bodhisattva of mercy and compassion (image of Guan Yin above), sort of the Buddha version of the Virgin Mary or Artemis of Ancient Greek mythology. It’s cool because I bought that shirt a while back before leaving Portland and wasn’t even thinking at the time how well it would show up on Maui, whose culture is heavily influenced by various Asian cultures.
In the spirit of Guan Yin, I will work on being more compassionate, and merciful, and empathetic, and charitable towards others.
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