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| Noah--The Face of Resolve (Photo courtesy of Jan M.) |
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| A Perfect Day for Tanning (Photo courtesy of Silas K. Aqui) Visual oxymoron? No, mon, just Jamaican dude doing his thing. |
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| Dylan Imaikalani Watanabe Sporting the world-famous Dylhawk (Photo courtesy of Silas K. Aqui) Okay, gangie, I'm back! Gotta tell you...the kids at school think my Dylhawk is the coolest thing. I'm thankful for my liberal-minded parents. They set firm boundaries for me, but they're also really cool about letting me learn important life lessons through actual experience. Anyway, I've been curious for quite some time now as to why the ancient Hawaiian helmets, especially the feathered ones that were used exclusively by the kings and high-ranking chiefs, were crest-shaped. You know, shaped like a rainbow. And then, one day when I was looking in the mirror and debating whether to use gel on my Dylhawk or just go au naturel, it dawned on me how my hairdo had the very same shape.  Eureka! That's it! Those ancient ali'i--my very own ancestors-- were sporting Dylhawks! Wow! How cool is that? So, kids, the lesson in all of this for us is that it's important for us to be true to ourselves, to try things that are new and awesome--as long as those activities aren't hurtful to others or ourselves--and to never stop dreaming! This is your favorite 5-year-old, Dylan Imaikalani Watanabe, signing out for now. And, remember, when you say your prayers tonight, please be sure to include the victims and families of those poor people in Japan who were devastated by the earthquakes and tsunamis. Aloha and mahalo! |
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| Dylan Imaikalani Watanabe Sporting his very own Dylhawk (Photo courtesy of Silas K. Aqui) Okay, so here's the dilemma I was in... I'm traveling to Seattle next week to go see my Uncle Joe, and I desperately needed a haircut. Trouble was, I was between allowances, and I couldn't finagle an advance from Mom and Dad. So I took what I learned from my kindergarten business class and did the next best thing. I NEGOTIATED. Ran down to the barbershop down the street operated by an old school Pake (Chinese) man. You know, the one with the Spanish-sounding name--WAN AH KEE NO (Juan Aquino?). Anyway, the dude was real tough to draw a bargain with, but after an hour of ranting and raving and hearing him gripe about "these kids nowadays!", I finally convinced him to cut my hair. How did I do it? Simple. The price of a child's haircut was $9. I offered him $6 and tipped him with a Bazooka bubble gum. Don't know if it was my determination or the piece of gum, but he went for it. Result? Well, he gave me a 67% haircut. As soon as I can raise three more bucks, I'll go back and get the rest of it done. Then again, this cut's growing on me. |
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| Lone surfer at Kalihiwai Bay (Photo courtesy of Silas K. Aqui) LORDS OF THE FLY-- Hooked on Hooks! Click here! |
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| SMILE! (Photo courtesy of Silas K. Aqui) Pua: "Dylan, we found this under your pillow." Dylan: "Aw, Mom!" Pua: "Whatever did you have in mind?" Dylan: "Well...last year, when my tooth broke off and I put it under my pillow, I got $2! I figured that a big fish with hundreds of teeth would just about break the tooth fairy's bank! I mean, I'd just about have that iPad 2 paid up before I even get it!" Pua: "Oh, Dylan!" Dylan: "By the way, Mom, how in the world did you find the fish?" Pua: "The SMELL! Duh, Dylan!" Dylan: (Flashing his award-winning smile.) "Mom, I oughta know by now that I just can't get anything past you. No doubt in my mind where I get my smarts from!" GGMA*: (in background) "Ah, this boy!" *Dylan's great-grandmother, Marion A. |
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| Dylan Having Fun With the Media (Photos courtesy of Silas K. Aqui) Ah-hahahahahahahahaha! You paparazzi crack me up!  You guys have it all backwards! |
