I'm catching up with some of my blogger friends and read a terrfic article by 'skeet'.  She writes up one of her stories about her early days and work on Hawaii.

Now, I'm sure that this story would go even better over a beer or hurricane or margarita or all three, but this is pretty funny.  I'm not exactly equipped to put myself in Skeet's shoes and imagine myself in this situation, but its very funny. 

Skeet went out to do a home inspection and ended up being the subject by one of the islands oldest residents.  Check out how she 'learned the language' of Hawaiian pidgeon.

Mahalo Skeet and Mahalo to your former visitor and personal inspector!