Runtly the Cat

There was a guy who lived on the cliff down by the Sicklers, I don’t remember his name but I certainly remember his cat. The story goes Runtly had been given so many drugs as a kitten it stunted his growth and he ended up the size of a large mouse.

But not only was his size affected, emotionally Runtly was never quite the same. I remember he would race out of nowhere to dash up one's leg, take a few turns around the face and neck before zooming off to climb the pictures on the wall. Had I been smart, after observing this little lab rat, I would have put down the joint and walked away. Eventually I did, it just took another ten years to do it (scared straight by military piss tests).

So that’s my little flash back. If anyone could fill in the details my memory would certainly appreciate it. I don’t remember anything about Runty’s owner other than him being older, I think. Damn, I should have dropped that joint earlier.

Robert Checks In

Wow, 30-some odd years. It doesn’t seem possible we were all once so young (but hardly innocent). Of course a lot has happened since those heady days of hanging out at the bus stop, but I can still remember the smell.

Since leaving the island I've pretty much followed my heart, though some say it was something else I was following. Either way, it has taken me to all corners of the country and a few spots in between. I’ve worked as a diesel mechanic, a Navy electronics technician and as an equipment tech in the semiconductor industry.

I’ve managed to change wives almost as often as jobs, with each lasting 8 to 10 years. I’m currently on my 3rd one (wife, not job). 4 offspring have been produced from these affairs – 2 from my second wife and 2 from my future ex (just kidding honey). My oldest kid will be a senior in high school while my youngest is going into first grade. Yep, it’s official, I’m an idiot!

Last summer we moved to Utah to help start up a new factory. Damn, there are a lot of white people here; seems funny after growing up as a minority. At least my kids won’t have to worry about getting their ass kicked at school just for being a lighter shade of pale.

Enough about me for now. I look forward to hearing from and about you all.

David for Mayor

Many thanks to Dave. This blog would not exist if not for his efforts in tracking us all down. So to you David, I lift my stick of cat-tail and say "hafa adai haole boy".