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Friday, December 16, 2005

The Biggest Kanakas in Hawaii


Blogger ginab said...

Big-big, so big, I promise you: big.

...spin me round now baby round round like a record baby round round round round

4:27 AM

Blogger E.L. Wisty said...

What are kanakas? Just curious :)

5:57 AM

Blogger ing said...

E.L. Wistful:

I'll be posting something, shortly, that might clear that up. . . Until then, feel free to speculate. What does the word seem to mean, in the context of the image?

I'm hung over. Again.

7:38 AM

Blogger E.L. Wisty said...

The first thing that comes to mind: the circles in the fields claimed to be left by ufo's.

8:02 AM

Blogger ginab said...

Rattles. As in two coconuts hollowed-out, then filled with dried beans, insert wood handles, tie at the neck tight so the beans don't spill when start shaking out some precussion.

8:22 AM

Blogger matty said...

A fat guy from Kansas?

9:34 AM

Blogger crusher said...

Kanakas... Oh yeah, baby!

12:41 PM

Blogger ing said...




ah yes, crop circles.


good guess!


you're so literal.

4:33 PM

Blogger lryicsgrl said...

Is this really what we do on a saturday night????

I thought knanakas were small round things, get my drift?? Oh, we are all of us living in the gutter...

nightie night!

4:33 PM

Blogger ing said...


It's not night until the clock strikes ten, and that's when it's time to pop the cork. You know what I mean, I know you do. . .

5:02 PM

Blogger matty said...

Oh, man --- now I am so totally confused! And curious!!!! What did you get up to?!?!? LOL!

5:14 PM

Blogger lryicsgrl said...

Oh ing, that is good news.
good perspective, can't get better than that!

Someone asked me how the mom got out, not sure, but probably rescued by fire fighters, smoke was not enough to prevent that kind of rescue for an adult, but a tiny infant's only chance was that miraculous "catch".

You know, I know, what you mean!
I am still awake aren't I?

5:40 PM

Blogger ginab said...

Castanets, yeah, just BIGGER. Played by big fat men. Bigger than big.

6:01 PM

Blogger ginab said...

Then, I run an image search on 'kanakas' to find....

6:04 PM

Blogger josh williams said...

Well I got a bad liver and a broken heart
yea I drunk me a river since you tore me apart
and I don't have a drinking problem
cept when I can't get a drink
And I wish you'd a known her
we were quite a pair
she was sharp as a razor
and soft as a prayer
so welcome to the continuing saga
she was my better half
and I was just a dog
and so here am I slumped
I been chippied I been chumped
on my stool
so buy this fool, some spirits and libations
it's these railroad station bars
with all these conductors and the porters
and I'm all out of quarters
and this epitaph is the aftermath
yea I choose my path
hey come on Cath, he's a lawyer,
he ain't the one for ya
and no the moon ain't romantic
it's intimidating as hell
and some guy's trying to sell
me a watch
And so I'll meet you at the
bottom of a bottle of
bargain Scotch
I got me a bottle and a dream
it's so maudlin it seems

you can name your poison
go on ahead and make some noise
I ain't sentimental
this ain't a purchase it's a rental
and it's purgatory, hey
what's your story, well
I don't even care
cause I got my own double-cross to bear

and I'll see your Red Label
and I'll raise you one more
and you can pour me a cab,
I just can't drink no more
cause it don't douse the flames
that are started by dames
It ain't like asbestos
it don't do nothing but
rest us assured
and substantiate the rumors
that you've heard.

8:15 PM

Blogger josh williams said...

Nice cheer post, I have to watch what I am listneing to when I read and post. From Tom Waits ya gotta love his lyrics or at least I do and that was 30 years old shite he must write real good now~`

8:34 PM

Blogger crusher said...

The biggest Hawaiians in Hawaii?
I got nothin'

9:30 PM

Blogger ing said...

Josh, you've got to be the coolest kid in Indiana, if not in the entire midwest. Bone Machine's my favorite Tom Waits album, and Jockey Full of Bourbon's maybe the best song title ever.

9:36 PM

Blogger Karen Little said...

i think some people are maybe thinking of cajones? um... i think a kanaka is a large cocktail containing a variety of yummies, and you can buy the biggest one at a karaoke bar in hawaii (hence the thing that looks like a record)

11:21 PM

Blogger jungle jane said...

kanakas are chinese immigrants where i come from. but none of them are a 1720-B cup. Man that's bigger than hawaii...

11:25 PM

Blogger ginab said...

...those whom jungle jane speaks of.

neat, eh?

7:48 AM

Blogger josh williams said...

Jockey full of Boubon's I gotta agree pretty cool. Speaking of which coolest kid in Indiana!Think I'll make myself a T shirt this afternoon with Coolest Kid in Indiana if not the Midwest. Gotta get to the store and by a new indeliable marker. Thanks JW

8:48 AM

Blogger ing said...


Not up to anything, here, just acknowledging that the party starts after the poops hit the hay. Yeah?

9:36 AM

Blogger ing said...

Ginab: you're such an investigator. You and Jane are on the right track.

Karen, I like your imagination.

9:54 AM

Blogger jungle jane said...

I'm going to call everyone i meet today "Kanaka"...mebbe Josh can even knock out a few "I'm with the Kanaka" t-shirts??

12:45 PM

Blogger josh williams said...

Shit I can make as many T shirts as you need. Gratis!

1:05 PM

Blogger ginab said...

Are you sure I don't look like a two-headed monster? Half brunette, single, sensual woman, readily available except I'm connected to a fawn and loverly Boxer girl?

Just asking. We get the kanakas figured out yet? I know I'm close.

-the investigator

10:31 PM

Blogger ginab said...

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11:43 PM

Blogger ing said...

Naw, you look like a single, sensual woman fawning over her one-headed boxer.

11:35 AM


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