Tolver and I first started having movienight potlucks in San Francisco. We had attended a Star Trek Voyager night potluck, with a large family of friends for several years, continuing through Star Trek Enterprise; every week with a new episode. When that franchise came to an end, so did that potluck, that's when Tolver and I decided to start our bi-monthly movienight. We had a large one-bedroom apartment, and had painted the bedroom to resemble an old movie theater, with an eight foot screen on one wall. We had enough technology to have a screen in every room all showing the same movie, including the big walk in closet with a window that had been converted into the smoking lounge.
Since moving to Big Island, we have joined a potluck movienight group, that meets about every other Sunday. Each person/household in the group takes a turn at hosting the potluck, so we get to go someplace different each time. So far, the group is mainly based in Puna and Hilo, so, like for volleyball, we drive the hour and a half to get to potluck. Ah the social life of a rural-ite. Because we are so far away from most of the group, we were hesitant to add our household to the list, but we solicited feedback, and got enough positive response that people would actually make the trip out, so we threw our name into the ring. We will be hosting a movie-afternoon potluck, Sunday February 18th. People will be car-pooling across the Ka'u to come visit our farm in Ocean View!
If you need directions, just email me reese@tolver.com
People are welcome to show up anytime after noon, officially things get started at 2pm. We will snack on all of the food as it arrives (Bob is making Teriyaki Chicken Wings, his famous Apple Salad, and even a Ham, if we can find one.) We will show several movies/shorts during the course of the day. There is also a pool table, and we may do tours of the farm. Stay for sunset. Anyone who wants to camp out in the back yard is welcome, but please be aware that we are above 3400 feet, and it gets damn cold at night! link | posted by Reese at 6:57 PM
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Today we took the truck and went to Beach 101 - that's what I call it since it's at mile marker 101. Usually when I drive the truck I am the only occupant, but Reese was my passenger today, and it was fun for him to be one since he is usually the driver. It's 20 miles away down the mountain and around the island, and then another 5 miles down a beauteous meandering back country road. And then you are suddenly at the bottom of the road and out of nowhere a small village appears. A collection of homes that have obviously been inhabited for generations. You instantly get the feeling that people have been in this place for a very long time. The air is very warm and inviting, and you feel as though you are guests swimming on a neighbors beach. We parked about 30 feet from the ocean, up on a sea wall, there to channel any high tide aside from the homes beyond, and walked down the beach to find a spot to lay. The sand is black, tan, green, and coral. The surf picks it up and sloshes it around, letting the different colors settle out at different rates, striping the beach as the waves languish back and forth. The shore is punctuated by low broad pieces of the underlying lava sheet jutting up at shallow angles creating eddies and surf breaks that add their own complexities to the movement of the wind, sand, and water that is the beach. After a while we started to look around and realized that the whole little cove used to be up about 30 feet higher, but that at some ancient point the whole area subsided in one piece, creating a shallow protected bay no deeper than 20 feet out to such a distance that no wave higher than 3 feet makes it to break on the beach. Protected from the waves by the bay and protected from the winds by the cliff makes a very inviting micro-climate, you never want to leave it. But we had to, the day wore on and the clouds came in, and we came home for dinner. But I will always remember the tiny praying mantis, less than a half inch across, who decided to explore me. S/he was green with brown stripes and absolutely fearless, a great hunter/warrior. We spent time learning about each other, then went our separate ways, each a little wiser. The whales were, as always, a special treat to see, but the praying mantis will be today's favorite experience on a beach in Hawaii.
--Tolver
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You see, Tolver tends to wear green all the time, and Bob tends to wear black all the time; I tend to wear blue all of the time. To re-inforce this fact within our peer group, Tolver and I had wanted to dye our hair our color for wig volleyball (yes, we had to be different and not just wear wigs.) So, after bleaching, we dyed Tolver's hair green, and my hair blue. Unfortunately, the blue dye was not as dark as we had expected; it was more of a sky blue. Making me look like a dirty blonde with a blue tint.
Acccepting the challenge, we strategized that using the remaining green dye on my slightly blue hair, and then re-applying the blue dye on top of that might just give me the bright blue that I sought.
Well, as you can plainly see from the pictures of Wig volleyball, in the last post, it didn't work. I ended up settling with green. The blue is just uneffective. Now, wandering around Hawaii with green hair does garner the kinds of looks and reactions that I was expecting to have to deal with if I had blue hair, but it is not the color that I chose or was expecting to project. Everytime I see myself in a mirror, I am unhappy that it is green and not blue.
Don't get me wrong; it is a perfectly OK green, and I like Tolver's a lot. When his is messed up and all sticking out from his head every which way, it looks like green flames. But, on me, I feel that I look like a well-groomed Troll doll, and it doesn't match any of my blue clothes.
Pout. Pout. Let it all out. These are the things we can blog about! link | posted by Reese at 5:29 PM
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So we got to DJ all ten hours of Wig Volleyball, plus VJ after dark. Definately our best party on the island so far, and a nice way to finish our first year here. Thank you to everyone who came out and showed their appreciation of the Banana Boyz and their farm. And to everyone who reads our blog: The Banana Boy'z Isle of You farm is the place to come visit! http://isleofyou-hawaii.com
Here are the early pictures; with more to come.
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dark to 10:30pm PARTY!
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