• 27 years of being a Thomason
“Most of us Thomason kids grew up with the kinds of expectations that we would be as successful as our parents. For me, that meant law school. I’ve always known from the get go that it wasn’t for me. There’s not a bone in my body that was meant for law school… or med school, or business school. I mean, I considered going for nursing since a lot of people were doing it but… damn, just the thought of actually working at some hospital freaks me out. I don’t even like hospitals as a patient, I don’t think I’ll be able to work there.
I learned pretty early, though, that I can try and fake it until I’m old enough to, I guess, follow my dreams. I’ve mastered the art of cleaning up for family functions, charm the older people with semi-intellectual bullshit before slipping out back to smoke a joint. Then, they’d never have to see me again until the next party. I used to get into trouble a lot but after having been caught so many times, I guess you could say they gave up around my junior year.
• 2 career driven parents (one part strict, one part apologetic)
“My dad always used to tell me: ‘It’s such a shame you’re not going to use you talent in making up stuff and bullshit into being a lawyer. It’d be really useful’. He really was pushing it… to be fair, he just wanted us to make something of ourselves. My mom was more attentive; she’d agree with my dad but she’s always known it’s not for me… or maybe, she just has a more realistic expectation when it came to her children. I don’t know.
I can’t say I don’t admire my parents because I do. I feel like awesome wouldn’t really be appropriate… but they’re pretty great considering.”
• 3 doses of other Thomason boys
“I have three other brothers; one older than me and two younger than me. I guess you can say we manage to be close despite Nolan going to New York, me going to Hawaii and Stu going to the army. We also annoy each other a lot and we all have our own thing, own friends, but I feel like we don’t really go by too long without speaking or hanging out which is nice. As much as I’d like to pretend my family annoys me, I miss them terribly all the time.
• 1 pinch of a sister named Ren
“I love Ren… I like to think she’s like a girl version of my awesomeness but, to be honest, she’s just beyond crazy, really. She’s scary crazy sometimes… also, I love her for getting into deep shit with our dad because it’s hella funny. I mean, I know not to get her angry because I love my life and I want to live, but she’s actually kinda cool if you’re on her good side.
< • 1 boyfriend (Christopher Sanders)
“You want to hear something funny? I don’t fucking remember how me and Chris met… I don’t know if that’s a bad thing. I mean, I think it’s a good thing. I just feel like I’ve known him my whole life… like, I know I’m not perfect and shit and at the beginning, it was sorta just like any other relationship or whatever I have… I mean… I just… he’s just nice to be around, you know. He’s positive
except for that one time where he was literally locking himself in his room in the dark and doing random drugs or whatever and just being around him is refreshing, it mellows me—no, it grounds me. I know that sounds cheesy… but after a while, I just didn’t find any reason to be with other people. Don’t get me wrong, sex is sex and, for me, having sex with someone else doesn’t mean I stop loving Chris but… I don’t know… like… I find other people attractive and shit but I just… I don’t really have to have sex with them. That’s weird, right? I don’t know, man. I just love Chris, really.”
B>• 7 years of being away
“I got accepted to University of Hawaii in Oahu after graduation. I mean, I wasn’t like super dumb or anything… I think I can be pretty smart if I study and shit, I just really have no patience for school work. All this reading and studying and memorizing and learning… like I’d do pretty well for like a month then I lose interest. It’s whatever… It took me about three semesters before I dropped out of school and I just did odd jobs to stay in Hawaii. My parents eventually found out that I dropped out and they wanted to me to come back but I didn’t want to… I have friends in Hawaii, I met a lot of people – cool people. We smoked pakalolo all day, grilled burgers and shrimp for munchies and drink all night. A lot of open minded people, really, just like me. It’s so hard to find that in Ashwick, people are so uptight and traditional and shit.
Anyway, my parents said that if I don’t go back to school, I have to come home. So I did but it wasn’t for anthropology… I enrolled myself to the community college in Honolulu and took culinary arts because, by then, I started working at some hole-in-the-wall fusion restaurant and I got really close with the chef and he’s been teaching me a lot of cooking and he suggested it. He said I was pretty decent considering; I started out as a waiter, by the way, and somehow he just took me in out back, just to wash dishes, but then after hours when there’s no one there, we stay behind, smoke, cook shit. I kinda like it… I actually didn’t want to go to school for it because I might get bored but I finished the two year course to get my associate’s and never looked back, I guess.”
• A quarter Marijuana weekly.
“I love marijuana. No one can tell me to stop and I wouldn’t stop. Why would I? You know. People can’t fucking manage to drink and drive and alcohol is fucking legal… I can DEFINITELY be high and drive just fucking fine. It’s great… like, I wouldn’t get fucking ape shit upset if I don’t have any, maybe sad, but it’s not like I’m stealing money to get weed, you know. If money’s a little tight… then I ask one of my friends to light me up and they’d be happy to. I’d do it for them too if it’s the other way around… us potheads are just nice like that and I wish everybody can see that.”
• Geoff has been working at Rattlesnake Tavern since he’s been back. It was a small operation so responsibilities overlap; most days, he’d be preparing the patties before the shift, then he’d be waiting tables, then on random days he’d be outside offering samplers to people passing by. It’s good work, his boss was pretty lenient and even though they complain about his lateness a lot, they didn’t fire him so he really thinks they all love him to bits.
Ever since Rattlesnake closed down, he has been working odd jobs here and there. Nothing temporary and he’s been really thinking about his life more. Where he wants it to go. What he wants to be. I mean, he rarely feels insecure about himself but he couldn’t help but feel a bit down realizing that he’s twenty-seven, without his own apartment, without a job. He’s been living by asking his mom and his other friends for money… he owes a lot of people money now. Granted, he’d probably be able to pay it all back if he does what he’s told by his father. He’s been telling him that he can get him a job in the kitchen at the Elizabethan if he comes home and lives with them (until he can move out) and leave his good-for-nothing boyfriend.
He’s not sure if he can do it. He’d like to think that he’s not the kind of person who would give up the people he loves to get ahead in life… or is he?