Thursday, September 1, 2016

Throwback Thursday ~ Semiahmoo Spit with the kids

Cool Cab Driver, Johnie Pai, and Cool Cab Business Manager, Stacy Price, at Semiahmoo Spit with their kids in August 2009.  Talk about a throwback! Johnie's Kid's Step-daughter Selena,, Daughter Madyson, Son Kale and Stacy's Son Jamison

Throwback Thursday ~ Semiahmoo Spit with the kids

Cool Cab Driver, Johnie Pai, and Cool Cab Business Manager, Stacy Price, at Semiahmoo Spit with their kids in August 2009.  Talk about a throwback! Johnie's Kid's Step-daughter Selena,, Daughter Madyson, Son Kale and Stacy's Son Jamison

Friday, August 26, 2016

Forest Fire Too Close To Home

Our business manager, Stacy's hometown is threatened by a forest fire today.  What started around midnight as a brush fire has now consumed more than 13 acres around Little Cranberry Lake in Anacortes. 

Fire crews from Anacortes and all over Skagit county are on-site battling to contain the fire.  Whatcom County has firemen on scene, Yakima County fire fighters are en route and the Department of Natural Resources has dispatched two helicopters to help.  The helicopters can been seen scoping up water from the lake and dumping it through the clouds and haze of smoke.  Tirelessly soaking all around the perimeter of the blaze, trying to keep it away from nearby housing developments. 

We hope this gets extinguished very soon and damage is limited.  Fidalgo Island is such a beautiful place we'd hate to see it ravaged by flames.  Thank you to all the men and women out there putting out the fire on this blazing summer day!

Friday, July 22, 2016

September 19th International Talk Like a Pirate Day

How it all started ...   (Excerpt from Official International Talk Like A Pirate Day Website)
Arrr! We be the pirate guys, matey.

Or, in another vernacular, we are guys, John Baur and Mark Summers. And that really should be all you need to know about the origins of Talk Like a Pirate Day. We're guys. Not men, with responsibility and suits and power ties. We're guys, with all that that implies. But here are the details.

Once upon a time -- on June 6, 1995, to be precise -- we were playing Raquetball, not well but gamely. It wasn't our intention to become "the pirate guys." Truth to tell, it wasn't really our intention to become anything, except perhaps a tad thinner and healthier, and if you could see our photos, you'd know how THAT turned out. As we flailed away, we called out friendly encouragement to each other -"Damn, you bastard!" and "Oh, jeez, my hamstring!" for instance - as shots caromed away, unimpeded by our wildly swung rackets.

On this day, for reasons we still don't quite understand, we started giving our encouragement in pirate slang. Mark suspects one of us might have been reaching for a low shot that, by pure chance, might have come off the wall at an unusually high rate of speed, and strained something best left unstrained. "Arrr!," he might have said.

Who knows? It might have happened exactly that way.

Anyway, whoever let out the first "Arrr!" started something. One thing led to another. "That be a fine cannonade," one said, to be followed by "Now watch as I fire a broadside straight into your yardarm!" and other such helpful phrases.

By the time our hour on the court was over, we realized that lapsing into pirate lingo had made the game more fun and the time pass more quickly. We decided then and there that what the world really needed was a new national holiday, Talk Like A Pirate Day.

First, we needed a date for the holiday. As any guy can tell you, June 6 is the anniversary of World War II's D-Day. Guys hold dates like that in reverence and awe so there was no way we could use June 6.

Mark came up with September 19. That was and is his ex-wife's birthday, and the only date he could readily recall that wasn't taken up with something like Christmas or the Super Bowl or something. We also decided -- right then and there on the court on June 6, 1995 -- that the perfect spokesman for our new holiday was none other than Dave Barryhimself, nationally syndicated humor columnist and winner of the Pulitzer by-God Prize. So, naturally, we forgot all about it.

Now, occasionally Sept. 19 falls on a Sunday, and we recognize that may not meet everyone's desire for an excuse to party. While a lot of fun can be had celebrating TLAPD in a church setting (The choir will now sing, "How Great Thou Aaarrrrt!") we're suggesting that those of a more secular bent consider celebrating Talk Like A Pirate Weekend.

Thursday, July 14, 2016

You mustache the right question for the answer you seek

"What are you?" asked my passenger.

"I'm a taxi driver,  specifically your taxi driver" I replied with a smirk.

"That's not what I meant" he said.

"You mustache the right question for the answer you seek" I replied.

"What nationality are you?" He rephrased his question.

I go on to tell him that I am Hawaiian, then Scotch Irish and it still was not good enough for him.

 Unfortunately, many people have this or a similar reaction to me. I have brown skin; some people say I look middle eastern, some believe that I am Mexican or Asian. I do not think it should matter because my skin color or nationality does not define who I am.

This particular incident happened about four years ago when I first started driving a taxi in Bellingham.   This sort of questioning happens often to me tho.  Even police officers attempt to ask without actually saying what they aren't legally allowed to question anyone about (race, religion or nationality).

"You ask me a question to set your own curiosity at ease. I answer your question honestly and tell you I am Hawaiian and you get upset. I tell you I am Scotch Irish on my mother's side and still you are not satisfied. However, then we find the common grounds to which we share, we are both Irish. So, then it is cool. Why must people classify me? Why not see me as what I am, just a peaceful, caring and kind human being."

"I have no boundaries, no borders; I am but one resident of earth; connected to all living beings on this planet; for I exist as they do. I am connected with you and the evidence is that you sit here with me here; we have been united for some reason however random it may appear."

Why must we label each other? Why put others into categories and form opinions without taking the time to learn who that person is on the inside? Why not be observant, ask meaningful questions, and have a decent chance to gauge who that person really is, based on your interactions? Before you stamp them with your label and judge them by it, think about how you have been judged unfairly and inaccurately. As the old saying goes, don't judge a book by its cover. When will we learn that what goes around comes around? Can’t we just embrace individuality and live peacefully and blissfully side by side?

If everyone could be measured based on a set criteria then sorted into say 6 or 10 different classifications, then everyone would be the same 6 or 10 people. The world would be nothing but a whole bunch of sheep following each other around. I don't know about you but I refuse to conform to guidelines, criteria or categories. I am me and there is no one else like me!** Smart people know better than to try to catalog a human being based on surface assumptions…

**(Many people choose to live their lives as sheep because it's easier to do what everyone else is doing and think what you are told to think, than it is to make your own decisions and think your own thoughts. (More on the sheep subject in a later post.)
I would have hoped that we as humans would have learned from our past but we have not and therefore it will repeat itself. How many times in history has a certain "kind" of people been mistreated or killed off? Chaos and destruction of valuable human life simply because the victims were different and fell into an unfavorable minority.

People fear what they do not understand and if they don't take the time to understand "different" people then that fear breeds hate and that hate turns to violence, (violence doesn't occur in all cases but on a large scale this is true).

Think of the many instances of genocide; the Armenians massacred by the Ottoman government (during the First World War), the Holocaust when Jews were rounded up and massacred by the Nazis (during the Second World War) and more recently the Rwandan Genocide (during the Rwandan Civil War). There are more but you get my point. All of these examples of acts designed to dehumanize a particular ethnic, racial or religious group. I could go on for days about the injustices that the world has seen all because of human classification.

Obviously one passenger attempting to classify and label me is minuscule in comparison with Genocide but it all starts small. Starts with placing labels on people and passing judgment. We each have the power to make a small difference by existing peacefully. When you come across someone you do not know and maybe do not understand, look for the things you may have in common instead of looking for the differences. Learn to understand them by finding common ground. Don’t assume the worst but give them the benefit of the doubt.

Friday, June 3, 2016

Our Customer Requested the Impossible, CHALLENGE ACCEPTED!

Seattle skyline as seen from Kerry Park
on Queen Anne Hill looking south
Today our first passenger of the day challenged us with finding him overnight accommodations in Downtown Seattle as close to the train station as possible for under $100 a night.


So while Johnie was en route with the passenger to the destination as yet unknown, our awesome dispatch went hunting.

Dispatch did some research and found that his basic options were:


Approx $85 per night @ Motel 6 about 20 miles north of the station (Aurora) or 20 miles south of the station (Seatac).


Approx $200 per night @ Best Western which is within walking distance of the station. 


Approx $40 per night for a bed in a European style hostel  which happens to be just a few blocks east of the train station.   It's a shared room,  bunk style,  but for that price, who cares?  You get a bed,  locker, breakfast and free WiFi! 

Ding, ding, ding, we have a winner!

 The American Hostel
 I like to think that I know Seattle pretty well.  I may not be up on the newest places in the area but I've spent many years learning its neighborhoods and experiencing what Seattle has to offer.  Still I  never knew this place even existed. If you check it out please comment and tell us how it was.

Thursday, May 19, 2016

Bellingham is one of the Best Places To Live

Bellingham is a lush, green, rapidly growing and typically Pacific Northwest city about half way between Seattle and Vancouver. Its legacy, still in force to a degree, is as a thriving lumber and paper-mill town and seaport for outbound forest products. Today, the beautiful setting, climate, and relatively low costs for a West Coast location are bringing many migrants to the area. The economy is making the transition from cyclical basic industries to more of a steady new-economy flavor. Some work locally, some make the lengthy commute (likely in carpools) to Seattle and especially its northern suburbs and some telecommute or run small businesses serving clients in the larger cities. There is a strong and growing base of retirees.


Location: East shore of Puget Sound along I-5 in extreme northwest Washington, 25 miles south of Canadian border
Country: United StatesState: WashingtonCounty: Whatcom CountyMetro Area: Bellingham Metro Area
Profile: Small city
Time zone: Pacific Standard Time
Elevation: 68
Real Estate: For Sale For RentSchools: See Local SchoolsCity: Bellingham
Zip Codes: 98225, 98226, ... 3 total


Tuesday, May 17, 2016

May 2016 Music Events Bellingham, WA

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