PATRICK MCVAY

WRITER

My Musings

This text is currently hidden by a css change. Alow's me to go directly to the category description because it is editable in the front end,

Dr. Hand Plane To Hawaii. Stat!

Years ago, I found myself in Hawaii -- never a bad place in which to find oneself -- and as often happens when you’re in Hawaii, I soon found myself on a beach. Well, wouldn’t you know it, suddenly there were waves, so I got in the water to give those waves a piece of my mind, and the next thing I knew I was wet. Great! Now what?

It seemed like a good time to body surf, which I consider myself to be a master of. Body surfing is great because you don’t need any of the fancy accessories that surfers and boogie boarders require, just your own blubbery ol’ naked body. (Full disclosure: it's not really legal to body surf naked at this juncture in human history).

And, in my case, that was pre-COVID blubber (so don’t ask what I look like now). Anyway, there I was, all wet, riding the waves with my hot (and yet blubbery) body, totally sans equipment, and the next thing I know a bodysurfer is coming at me at the speed of a large Hawaiian wave (which is very fast!). Except this particular body surfer was employing surfboards strapped to both hands. No kidding!

OK, they were mini surfboards, about the size of dinner plates, and had a name: “hand planes”! (Not to be confused with the kind of hand plane used to smooth out wood). Suddenly, here was yet another device I could purchase. Not quite as ridiculously expensive as getting a surfboard, but ridiculous enough to cost $150. So, really, is this the kind of dust-collecting device that I should spend yet more of my hard-earned money on, knowing that I’ll only use it when I’m in Hawaii, once in a blue moon?

Um, yes.

Continue reading
  950 Hits

 

 

J'Biden Era Haikuage

 

People's Arms. That's right!

200 million shots

In 100 days

 

We are good people

But we still have far to go

Repair. Restore. Heal.

 

There's nothing new here

The Affordable Care Act

We're restoring it 

 

America's Day

Democracy is fragile

The world is watching 

 

Strategy is based

On Science, not politics

Truth, not denial

 

 

Subscribe To The Blog

Produce This Audio Play!

Ever wanted to produce a radio play?  Think you have the mettle?  Read on!

Tag Cloud

Barber Shops the future The Past Mike Doughty Bodysurfing punk music Drumming Bikes Diseases Texting coronavirus Christmas curling shoes Rock Bands Climate Change Liz Phair Spice Girls Stairs Quebect Coyotes First World Problems tambourrine weather town square Allergies acerbic high school principal high winds Elvis Presley Brain Surgery Me Music My grandparents Chowder Vaughn Canada Earth Reveillon Bands I've seen Ticketmaster the sea Canadiana Audio gathering throngs Art People I know War and Peace Eclipse Theater Hawaii Bunker afterlife Eating and Drinking baseball Pats soapbox rantings Plastic vacation seasons Wind Hurricanes Bicycles Good Reads Cars Dad advice Sugarbush Scotch and Sirloin Beer Mass General Hospital 1980s TV midwinter vacations Bands I've Seen Audubon Bar plan mid-winter vacations The Old Days Cats China Rabbit Hole Skating Hot Air Balloon Sports Joan Jett Boston COVID-19 Big Shoes Them Kids Biden Syracuse Advertising Peacekeeping Ketchup Higher Education Godfather Belgian Ales Soviet Union Ice Dancing My Parents Guns and Ammo Bands I haven't seen Car Dealerships Skiing Ukraine Golf NPR Fiction Royal Stuff Tom Waits Hand Planes Hache Verde Putin New England Bob Dylan Grass Skiing cornhole The Future Politics As Usual My sisters Food Spoon the band COVID Yeast Folk Music Marketing Gimmicks Mom and Dad technology Vaccines Mustard Accounting Things I've done Red Sox Zoom Snow Guns When I die Trump Communication Channels Imaginings Roommates I've Had Soup Existential Crisis Email Work The future Soul Coughing Weather Martinis US Senate nukes Cornhole star Religion Bill Monroe Knots My Estate BB King