Waikiki Beach II

When I was in middle school my dream was always to become a mathmetician. I didnt really know what that involved, but I knew I was good at math and I enjoyed doing it. But when I got to university, after only a few math courses, my mind quickly turned to other things. My dream had changed. I would sit in class as my Russian professor would drone on about linear transformation and just fantasize about playing volleyball all day. Burning my books and just playing in the sand.

There was a new dream. Move to California, open a deli, give it the obvious alliterative name, and play volleyball all day. I dont particularly enjoy making sandwhiches for other people, but unbridled access to sandwhiches and volleyball just seemed like something that I could handle. Something that must happen. So that's what I have been doing in Hawaii. Making sandwhiches and playing volleyball. The only variation in my days is the order. Sandwhich, Volleyball, Sandwhich. Or Sandwhich, Sandwhich, Volleyball. And I couldnt ask for anything more. I move forward each day with a certainity that I havent had in a while. That this is what Doug should be doing.

So if you want to know what I am doing in Hawaii. Im just hanging out playing ball and living MY dream. Living MY dream for as long as I can . . . before I have to go home and Adam's Smith invisible hand crushes my spine.

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Question: "What does the world Dinosaur mean?"

Its nice to see that even though I have been gone for a year and a half. The questions on the back of Quaker Oatmeal packets havent changed.

Answer: "It comes from two Greek worlds meaning 'Terrible Lizard."

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The obvious alliterative title is 'Doug's Deli' Come on!