I had been thinking for some time about writing brief profiles of the
people who are important in my life, so since Kory took the leap first and
wrote about me, I'll start with him. My version is going to be a little
different than his very kind one, although I don't disagree with anything
he wrote and was especially touched by the reported exchange between him
and that wonderful man, Captain John.
I've never taken the net.celeb game very seriously. I've never taken
any celeb game seriously. My online life began as Panther the Wizard
of MUD2, perhaps the closest I came to any really deserved "celebrity".
But I also participated a lot in local BBS's in England and resumed the
habit when I came to Hawai'i, being very active on Muskrat's Den, the
Town Crier, and Country Cupboard, especially. The move to the global
stage of Usenet was a natural transition.
I think the Chihuahua was the first online person to seek me out at the
Aloha Tower Marketplace and we spent quite a few lunch hours over a jug of
brew, talking about online life. Kory K was the second "stalker" and, as
he reports, he arrived unannounced and unexpected. I liked him
immediately. He had the added advantage of being a Hilo boy.
Kory is one of the most Jekyll and Hyde characters I know. He can be
the sweetest guy on earth or he can be a total jerk, and you can never
be sure which side of him you'll encounter, there's no rhyme nor reason
to it that I've discovered. But then, like most local Asians I know,
he keeps what is going on inside him very much to himself. For
example, not until he wrote about it on his web site did I have any
idea how much he was affected by his recent romantic interlude, even
though I had spent a lot of time with him since the break-up. So the
switch between Jekyll and Hyde no doubt has reasons which no one but
Kory himself understands. I don't doubt for a moment that he is aware
of it, he's too intelligent not to see the wolf in the mirror when it's
I'm a terrible tease, it just comes natural. So early on I began to
tease Kory about jumping into bed with him. At the fateful Second
Annual Picnic, I ignored everyone at first, went straight to Kory and
hugged him. No pun intended with "straight", it was a "straight" hug.
One of the things I so love about Hawai'i is how men hug each other
without seeing it as a threat to their manhood or whatever other junk
lurks in the minds of some mainland men to whom it would be
Later I got an email from Kory telling me not to even think about
getting his body and to knock it off before he beat me up. At about
the same time, he warned me against making a move on Harold Kama, not
knowing I'd already had that out with Harold, making it clear that cute
as he is, I wasn't even thinking of trying to seduce him. I love him,
I love his music, but I don't want to end up in bed with him. The fuss
from Kory came on the heels of a similar reaction from John Hong,
another local Asian who very mistakenly got the idea that I was after
him. I told Kory the same thing I told John. If I want to have sex
with someone, I don't mess around, I just ask. I can live with a "no".
Despite my pleasure at watching and being in the company of
attractive young men, there have been very few I really wanted
to have sex with. Right now there's only one, but that's
Once the air was cleared of that static, the friendship with Kory grew,
mostly on a drinking-buddy basis. Despite our extremely dissimilar
backgrounds, Kory and I share a lot of common interests. We have many
of the same tastes in music, even if he is a more severe critic.
Perhaps most peculiar, we share the same taste in women although our
ultimate interest may differ. I am sure Kory wouldn't disagree when I
say that among our favorite women are the beautiful, charming and
talented Yvette (whose photograph you can see on his web page and whose
wonderful recording you may eventually be lucky enough to hear) and
the delightful Amie, currently bartender at Pier Bar. We followed Amie
around for awhile, first at Nick's Fishmarket when Harold Kama was
singing there, and to Pier Bar. We even stopped up to that strange
place ontop the Ala Moana Hotel during her brief gig there. Those were
really good times at Nick's, among my favorite memories of life in
Hawai'i. Then Kory embarked on his career as THE Resident Bar Rat at
Hot Lava Cafe and I rarely get to see him anywhere else. I can
understand that, it's easy and comfortable to settle into a place where
the staff treats you well and you feel "at home".
Eventually Kory invited me to his house. For a stranger in a strange
land, that's the ultimate compliment. I got a little drunk and a little
rowdy when he put on the videotape of Gabby Pahinui I'd never seen
before, but at least I didn't spill anything or burn holes in the
When I decided to embark on this perhaps-crazy life of an urban nomad,
Kory was one of the few people who didn't scold and preach, one of the
few to come up with some really helpful "gifts", like a place to stash
extra shirts and stuff.
He has endeared himself to me, he has aggravated me, even once in
awhile has gotten me really mad. But all in all, he's one of the best
friends I have and one of the men in this world I most love.
I wish he'd stop being so lazy and do more with the obvious
intelligence he has and the education he has gotten, but then who am I
to lecture on that subject, or on the subject of being foolishly in
Me ke aloha pumehana, Kory K.
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