Islandboy

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  1. I definitely have a story that fits the topic. My dad was a banker, but fortunately I dodged that bullet...for some reason I was drawn from an early age to being curious about all things mechanical and getting my hands dirty actually producing something tangible. Went to Oregon Institute of Technology out of HS, got an Associates degree in Diesel Technology, which just means I was a certified heavy equipment mechanic who had to pass a bit of college english and math. Came back home, got a job at Maui Pineapple Company - one of the Island’s largest employers at the time. After 4 years of working on large-scale agricultural equipment hands-on, I was put in charge of the maintenance shop, and after another 4 years, was put in charge of the Harvesting of over 8000 acres of pineapple crops. Did that for 12 years, but it was a mixed bag of stressful fun. Great to spend my time mostly outdoors on Maui, not so great when battling crappy weather at 4 am with acres of ripening fruit we can’t get to, and battling the antiquated union and its clueless powers that be. It was also during this time that Maui Pine had an eye on future executives and wanted to bring people up from within, so they offered to send a few of us middle managers through night school to get our business degrees. In one of the best decisions I’ve made, I took them up on it. Maui Pineapple Company was always a very good company to work for, as they really took care of their employees, but In my 20th year there I was sent to Costa Rica, one of several regions of rapidly growing competition from corporate behemoths like Dole and Del Monte, to observe pineapple operations there. I came back frightened and enlightened, having seen the writing on the wall, and I knew the 100 year old company I worked for was in its final chapter. As comfortable as I was in growing into and knowing my job, it was time to re-invent myself now, at age 45, rather than wait another 5 years when it would be forced upon me. Ugh. Meanwhile, I got to know a guy that I swam with at the local pool who owned his own business designing/manufacturing/installing high-end custom millwork for residential projects. He had been paying attention to where I had found myself career-wise and offered me a job, despite my having no prior experience in the construction industry. He apparently could see future value in my business and organizational skills, but he wisely made it a requirement up-front that I invest a year or so starting at the bottom (carpenter on the installation crew) learning the nuts and bolts. Long story short (a little late for that I guess), I took that leap of faith almost exactly 15 years ago, and couldn’t be happier that I did. At this point we are General Contractors doing both residential and commercial projects, and I’m a project manager and partner in the company. I’m so glad I made the change when I did, I imagine it would be significantly more difficult to re-invent myself now. Oh, and, Maui Pineapple Company ceased operations about 5 years after I left. Timing is everything.
  2. Wow, cool! Thanks MoeFOH and the rest of the FoH tribe. It was certainly an entertaining exercise for me, having contributed before, during and after varying amounts of alcohol consumption
  3. He says “Hey Don, how much do you think I can get for my spongy stogie on Bond Roberts”?
  4. Following highly exaggerated reports of the existence of a Cuban “hip socket” rocket, and after 3 days and nights of swimming through shark infested waters, Hector aka “Nino Diablo”, washes up on the shores of Aruba, and asks the first person he encounters....
  5. Upon her demise, they used her hip and a socket for parts in a rocket...just Cuba being Cuba.
  6. Then Dirty Johnny lowers his sunglasses and gives me a stare, and he says to me, “you know...Uncle Terry was once your Aunt Theresa, those doctors in De Nang are handy with a knife"
  7. A Por Larranaga, beside the fire pit at the beach house, they both enjoyed, but she couldn’t help wonder, whose cat is that?
  8. We’ve all been there. Well, not really, just trying to make you feel better, heh heh. Thanks for the review, it’s timely as I just recently picked up a box of these. After hitting the “purchase” button, I read a bunch of reviews on FoH that indicated these were notoriously under filled. I’m hoping for the best - they certainly smell heavenly.
  9. Welcome Phil, better start making room in your humidors now that you have the taste of blood from 24:24. Being the Islandboy that I am, every past visit to Vegas has resulted in sensory overload, but luckily I have a co-worker who frequents the place, and happily brings me back Opus X specialties from Casa Fuente. I’m a bit jealous you get to experience that.
  10. This. I trust only my palate, and its ability to recognize artisanal talent that resonates with me. I embrace the mystique within. I couldn’t care less about the purported integrity of the origins of raw materials involved.
  11. Nice to see a sunset after nearly a week of rainy days. Such is life in the tropics at times during rainy season. Cheers gang!
  12. Everything about this screams fake, I’m afraid. And the bands are very bad with a close look. As just one example, look at the varying spaces between the top row of dots and the gold border - not only does one row of dots not have any space between the border, it’s actually half covered by it.
  13. Sounds like they’re in the “sick period” that I experience in years 2-3 with so many cigars. Haven’t sampled one out of my bundle this year...sounds like I should wait another year or so. Thanks for taking one for the team.
  14. It’s painful to look long enough to confirm, but I do believe those are classic budgie smugglers he’s sporting.

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