Just a little bit more Rambling this morning. Revisited the place BK took me to before. AHA!! I remembered to bring my camera. Going to put a couple of shots in here and see how it goes. This is going to be an experiment in how to do things. You won’t believe how many goofy things I have done to get this far, I’m pretty sure I can’t duplicate it again. The whole purpose of this drill in photo manipulations is to make a very valid point I figur
ed out while taking these photos. Number one do not f
all in while doing shooting your pictures unless you want to see what you would look like without skin and flesh. Photo on the right is the tide coming in and the one on the left is it rushing out again I’m pretty sure a couple of trips being drug in and out of this lava would have you being a good candidate for one of those skeletons you always see in the doctor’s office. This is a perfect example of undertow that your Mother always warned you about. It’s a shame that I can’t put in sound effects with these photos, they were quite impressive. I guess you could do your own. Look at the photo and go WHOOSH as loud as you can, if you could put in a little BOOM at the same time it would be pretty close. Okay cross your fingers I’m going for another photo or two. What are the odds that I can do this twice? I don’t know about you but the suspense is killing me. How about that? It surprised the heck out of me also. Now for step two, getting the text to wrap around the photos. I’ve tried something and its not working. Going to plan B, now the real question is do I have a plan B
? 
For some reason or another it worked on one of the photos why not the second one?? Going to plan C. Plan C is in the works now only time and a few more words will tell the Tale. ( Didn’t work) Plan D. Well again the suspense is terrible. Whoops, may have to panic and get BK to help me. Well she came in here like Mighty Mouse and saved the day, that is if you are old enough to remember the old cartoon. Remember the song he sang as he rushed in to kick the bad guys ass? (I HAVE COME TO SAVE THE DAY, MIGHTY MOUSE IS ON HIS WAS) Now if you were a bad guy you more then likely wouldn’t worry all that much if a mouse showed up and offered to kick your ass. Big mistake, Mighty Mouse could knock you into next week. Plan D with BK playing Mighty Mouse has done the trick so I can tell you about the two photos of the cracked Lava. I think that an earthquake in the days gone by came and it broke off as you see. These pieces that you are looking at are bigger then a school bus and you can see they would fit perfectly together if you had a super, big guy ( I suggest a giant) with some super glue he could stick her back together again just like she was seventeen million one hundred and sixteen years ago on Sept 17th around noon I believe. The earthquake theory is quite valid, we have had a few of them while I have been here. BK is someone used to them and gets a chuckle at me running around like a chicken with his head cut off when one occurs. We had one about six months ago, I think it was in the 5.3 on the Richter scale range. It was quite a ways out in the Pacific so we just rocked and rolled here. But about a week later we made a trip to the other side of the Island and on the way we could see scars in the earth where some low rises had lost part of their slope and slid down the hill. Not a biggie unless you happened to be standing on the rise when it decided to go south with you. Then after you got yourself cleaned up and some new undies, you could tell your buddies that you weren’t scared a bit. Well I think this will do the trick for Roaming ‘Round Ramblings for now. Stay tuned and next time I will tell you the story of the terrible frog that has invaded Hawaii. What the heck I will tell you about him now. He has the innocent name of coqui, he is from Puerto Rica I believe. He has arrived and made his presents known in a big way. Since he has no natural enemies here, he has proceeded to multiply like mad. He is only about an inch in diameter and pretty common looking when you finally find one ( They hide in the crooks of trees, palms, grass, behind your rake, etc. They have one small annoying habit, they say their name (co-Key) approximately one hundred thousand times a night. The decimal level is really up there and since there are about a hundred of the things per acre (or at least it seems like it) they can make sleeping a little tricky. Now this may sound a little goofy or perhaps a little cruel, but I have been known to go out in my underwear with a flashlight and a BB gun and inspect a bush for ten minutes to find one that is croaking under the bedroom window. When I find one I take particular and gleeful enjoyment in sticking the BB gun close to his pointed little head and watching him fly end over end through the air as I put an end to his lustful cries for a little girl frog so they can make more coquis. I’m not sure how to spell their names, but since this is a family G rated Rambling I will not go into any great details on the various names that I have used in describing my personal opinion of what their names should be. Needless to say they are making more little coquis a heck of a lot faster then I’m able to execute them, I think the only answer is for Moses to show up and do one of his get rid of the plague tricks. Since no one has heard from him for a long time, I’m not holding my breath. But if you should happen to run into him, please tell him to come to Hawaii and give us a hand. We are not holding any of his people but we could make him a good deal on some wild goats and pigs, which Hawaii has to many of also. Easy to recognize him, he has long hair and a beard and dresses real funny. Never mind, we have many of these guys here already. See you later with a thrilling? chapter of Roaming ‘Round Rambling. DISCLAIMER (READ AT YOUR OWN RISK) NO EFFORT IS MADE TO MAKE THIS CORRECT IN GRAMMAR ETC.
ed out while taking these photos. Number one do not f
all in while doing shooting your pictures unless you want to see what you would look like without skin and flesh. Photo on the right is the tide coming in and the one on the left is it rushing out again I’m pretty sure a couple of trips being drug in and out of this lava would have you being a good candidate for one of those skeletons you always see in the doctor’s office. This is a perfect example of undertow that your Mother always warned you about. It’s a shame that I can’t put in sound effects with these photos, they were quite impressive. I guess you could do your own. Look at the photo and go WHOOSH as loud as you can, if you could put in a little BOOM at the same time it would be pretty close. Okay cross your fingers I’m going for another photo or two. What are the odds that I can do this twice? I don’t know about you but the suspense is killing me. How about that? It surprised the heck out of me also. Now for step two, getting the text to wrap around the photos. I’ve tried something and its not working. Going to plan B, now the real question is do I have a plan B
? 
For some reason or another it worked on one of the photos why not the second one?? Going to plan C. Plan C is in the works now only time and a few more words will tell the Tale. ( Didn’t work) Plan D. Well again the suspense is terrible. Whoops, may have to panic and get BK to help me. Well she came in here like Mighty Mouse and saved the day, that is if you are old enough to remember the old cartoon. Remember the song he sang as he rushed in to kick the bad guys ass? (I HAVE COME TO SAVE THE DAY, MIGHTY MOUSE IS ON HIS WAS) Now if you were a bad guy you more then likely wouldn’t worry all that much if a mouse showed up and offered to kick your ass. Big mistake, Mighty Mouse could knock you into next week. Plan D with BK playing Mighty Mouse has done the trick so I can tell you about the two photos of the cracked Lava. I think that an earthquake in the days gone by came and it broke off as you see. These pieces that you are looking at are bigger then a school bus and you can see they would fit perfectly together if you had a super, big guy ( I suggest a giant) with some super glue he could stick her back together again just like she was seventeen million one hundred and sixteen years ago on Sept 17th around noon I believe. The earthquake theory is quite valid, we have had a few of them while I have been here. BK is someone used to them and gets a chuckle at me running around like a chicken with his head cut off when one occurs. We had one about six months ago, I think it was in the 5.3 on the Richter scale range. It was quite a ways out in the Pacific so we just rocked and rolled here. But about a week later we made a trip to the other side of the Island and on the way we could see scars in the earth where some low rises had lost part of their slope and slid down the hill. Not a biggie unless you happened to be standing on the rise when it decided to go south with you. Then after you got yourself cleaned up and some new undies, you could tell your buddies that you weren’t scared a bit. Well I think this will do the trick for Roaming ‘Round Ramblings for now. Stay tuned and next time I will tell you the story of the terrible frog that has invaded Hawaii. What the heck I will tell you about him now. He has the innocent name of coqui, he is from Puerto Rica I believe. He has arrived and made his presents known in a big way. Since he has no natural enemies here, he has proceeded to multiply like mad. He is only about an inch in diameter and pretty common looking when you finally find one ( They hide in the crooks of trees, palms, grass, behind your rake, etc. They have one small annoying habit, they say their name (co-Key) approximately one hundred thousand times a night. The decimal level is really up there and since there are about a hundred of the things per acre (or at least it seems like it) they can make sleeping a little tricky. Now this may sound a little goofy or perhaps a little cruel, but I have been known to go out in my underwear with a flashlight and a BB gun and inspect a bush for ten minutes to find one that is croaking under the bedroom window. When I find one I take particular and gleeful enjoyment in sticking the BB gun close to his pointed little head and watching him fly end over end through the air as I put an end to his lustful cries for a little girl frog so they can make more coquis. I’m not sure how to spell their names, but since this is a family G rated Rambling I will not go into any great details on the various names that I have used in describing my personal opinion of what their names should be. Needless to say they are making more little coquis a heck of a lot faster then I’m able to execute them, I think the only answer is for Moses to show up and do one of his get rid of the plague tricks. Since no one has heard from him for a long time, I’m not holding my breath. But if you should happen to run into him, please tell him to come to Hawaii and give us a hand. We are not holding any of his people but we could make him a good deal on some wild goats and pigs, which Hawaii has to many of also. Easy to recognize him, he has long hair and a beard and dresses real funny. Never mind, we have many of these guys here already. See you later with a thrilling? chapter of Roaming ‘Round Rambling. DISCLAIMER (READ AT YOUR OWN RISK) NO EFFORT IS MADE TO MAKE THIS CORRECT IN GRAMMAR ETC. 
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