The 7th Annual Mau'i Film Festival closes on Sunday. This event has really grown. Neat website, too.
Lots of events are associated with the film festival, including last night's Taste of Chocolate and Sunday's Taste of Wailea.
Stayed active, 16 runs, but with my average $$ per run just over $8 the meter money was a bit lean.
There wasn't any excitement. No obnoxious drunks. There were so many cops in the "Triangle" that it looked like a new sub-station and everybody minded their "P"s and "Q"s.
Had dispatch duty last night. One of my pet peeves are people who call for a cab and when I ask them for the pickup location they start yelling to someone, asking what the address is.
I may be just a bit naive, but it would seem to me that before you called a cab, you would find out where you are. When they do this, I just press "end call". Of course, some are slower on the uptake than others. One guy called three times last night and each time started yelling "Where are we at?"
And I pressed that lil' ol' button three times.
The story going around at the moment is that THE Oprah is taking over The Grand for a week to throw a party for her friends. I'll believe it when I see the food delivery trucks triple their off-loads there.
One birdie whispered in my ear that the 400+# guy from yesterday's post didn't make it to jail at all. Some "blue meanies" took him to an isolated pineapple field upcountry and gave him one hell of a whoopin'. He was still there, unconcious, when those "blue light taxis" left the field. Just a rumor, of course.
"Let's all be careful out there!"