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I thought today’s protest by the Molokai Hunters Association at the Hawaii Historic Arms Association GREAT GUNS Gun Show at the Blaisdell Center sounded like it was going to add some spice to the gathering, but turns out there’s more.
As one reader notes: “The ACLU will have a display and public information table at this weekend’s Gun Show at the NBC. Should make for some interesting interactions and information sharing. Can you imagine the thought of what a coalition this could make?”

If you’re reading this, it means that the entire site has been successfully moved to a new server. After a bit more than eight years, iLind.net has accumulated nearly a full gigabyte of cats, dogs, sunrises, and commentary. The solution was to work with Hostrocket.com to migrate everything to another server that allows much more storage and unlimited bandwidth (with conditions, of course, as there is always the fine print).

While both dailies report on the full Supreme Court opinion issued yesterday, the Advertiser includes a link to the full text of the decision while the Star-Bulletin fails to make use of the web’s natural capabilities.

Here’s a bit more on the issue of Home Depot’s refusal to sell anything to Hawaii residents from the company’s online store. Here’s an email sent to Home Depot and forwarded here by a reader, which confirms that HD refused to accept payment because it was a Hawaii credit card:

I’m in the business of customer loyalty, and Home
Depot just lost a lot of points with me. Since I’m sharing my
thoughts with friends, I thought I’d share them with you too.

I cannot believe that you will not accept my request to buy an
item on a gift registry for deliver in CA with a HI-based credit card. I
ended up having to shop at a different website specified by the bride and
groom!

When I called, there was no good explanation, just “we
don’t accept orders from HI and AK”. With the business world
flattening at a rapid pace, I’m surprised Home Depot isn’t more
progressive. That certainly will affect my future shopping plans.

Thanks for listening.

In response, the company sent a generic “we appreciate your opinion” type of reply. I suppose I’ll be returning our HD credit cards after learning all of this.

Let’s see…the ghost photo taken at the Carnton Mansion posted here back a couple of years ago continues to elicit comments. Here’s the latest:

My grandparents lived in the Carnton for at least 20 years. No, we’re not the ones who kept livestock in the foyer-actually I believe that story is all b.s., just to tell you what a great job the historical society has done. I have told them so in person on my last visit there.

Anyway, we used to drive from Montana to visit my grandparents every summer. During my younger years, I would lay awake at night and listen to the sound of heavy feet coming down the stairs from the attic (which was always kept locked) to the second floor. I would pray my heart out that God would protect me from whatever was out there. The bed my brother and I slept in had once belonged to a preacher and I was totally convinced that the “preacher’s bed” was the only thing that saved me! My parents always slept in the bedroom that is now known as the “surgery room”-they never saw or heard anything, but the old place freaked me out enough to call my Aunt and Uncle to “come get me!” the minute we pulled into the driveway!

The long porch is actually the back of the house. I really don’t see anything in the picture that I got this email address from, but not everyone sees things through the same eyes. There are a lot of misconceptions regarding the modern day tenants of the home; everytime I hear them it angers me because I know my Grandmother was a meticulous housekeeper.

I have many wonderful DAYLIGHT memories of the house and the yard, but still remember being terrified at night as a child. By the way, the third floor had a zillion dead birds on the floor. My Grandmother only unlocked it once for me to see what was up there, but once was enough.

Hope you have enjoyed my childhood memories.

Here are a couple of additional Superferry-related sites. Save Kahului Harbor is maintained by an organization of the same name and includes some useful information and links, and now features a photo of a woman spewing her lunch off the side of the ferry with the caption, “Wish you weren’t here?” Another site, Island Breath, also includes a breadth of information from the perspective of Kauai.

And I have to admit two things. One, I missed cook/photographer Dean Sensui’s special in the Star-Bulletin early this year on how to cook a great roast. And, second, I have a ways to go to catch up with Dean’s high standard for presentation of food photos!

Finally, the midnight biscuit burglar has hit again. For the second time in about a week, a sneaky dog–at least, I’m presuming it’s a dog–has come under cover of darkness and carried off a box of small dog biscuits. This time he (or she) was successful at emptying the box of its contents and leaving it on the front lawn. The first time around, two boxes were carried off but the contents were intact when I found them. Now I have to worry about biscuit security.