Fishing

I have been tagging along with Dan and his friends for the past week or so. I have been having a lot of fun and hopefully they haven't minded my constant presence.

Last night we all met up in Chinatown. It had been a while since I had been out and it was a good time. Our favorite game to play in the bars is watching hapless, lonely guys hit on the transgender crowd. Last night was no exception. Sitting down, the two "ladies" looked feminine enough, but upon seeing them standing, their man-frames gave them away. Oddly enough, most people don't seem to mind and continue dropping their "A-game." There has to be something behind that. I'm guessing a small part of the equation is alcohol.

I cut out from the bars early (and apparently missed out on the excitement) in order to get some rest for today. We went charter fishing this morning. We only caught two fish, but it is always nice to get out on the ocean. Later this afternoon, we are going to go to Waikiki for the Kokua festival. Jack Johnson, Dave Matthews and Tim Reynolds, as well as Mason Jennings will be playing. I'm not sure if we will pay the $40 entrance fee or listen for free from Kapiolani park. Either way, it should be a good time.

We didn't really fish. The lines were all prepared and we just waited for a bite. After that, we did reel it in, but that was as far as we went. Someone else pulled the fish into the boat, stored it, and even cleaned it. We really just relaxed, for the most part.

All of us relaxed besides Mike. Unfortunately, this is what he looked like for the majority of the trip.

Kevin and I "caught" fish. What that really means is, we were the closest to the chair when the line snagged and we spun the reel. Pictured are two mahi-mahi. Mine is really bigger, it's just that Kevin is standing in the foreground (ok, not really).