Here we call them slippers.
When I was a kid in Oklahoma, we used to get things like those cat heads in our bike tires all the time. We called them goat heads, they looked a little different, but pretty much the same thing.
Regarding our “near miss”, again, everyone seems to be missing the point. This is Hawaii. We have earthquakes, volcanos, tsunamis, and tropical storms/hurricanes, we don’t need 7/24 coverage of freaked out government officials and media talking heads telling us what to do. We know what to do. Just tell us where the damn thing is and we’ll figure the rest out on our own.
What they don’t want to talk about is the plan, or the lack of a plan, to deal with the aftermath. Take out the piers in Honolulu, and we’re all waiting in line for bottled water and MRE’s for God knows how long.
Like Covid, everyone knows those piers are going to take a hit, it’s not an if, it’s a when. So what’s the plan when that happens? How is government going to “take care of us”. They freely admit that there is only two days worth of food on this island. When asked about the plan to deal with that, crickets.
Again, this is just the way things are in my little corner of the world. Your mileage may vary.