Friday

Walk Art – Melbourne Australia – Feb 2018

No new pictures today. I took a new friend out snorkeling today and I wanted to be sure that I paid 100% attention to her. So, the camera stayed home. She is a 50 something widow lady. And a diver. So all she needed was someone to show her where to go. But, I still felt responsible – since she had never been in the ocean in Hawai’i. The fish were all there. It was like swimming in an aquarium. She was happy.

But, I still have photos from last February in Austrailia. Melbourne was crazy for wall art. Graffiti some would call it. But, I loved it.

And, this is not my blood pressure – it is my net worth. Party like it is 1929!
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On some great and glorious day the plain folks of the land will reach their heart’s desire at last, and the White House will be adorned by a downright moron. H.L. Menchen,  Baltimore Sun, July 26, 1920.

Fish Today – from the North side of the pier

A different Moorish Idol school
The ever available Yellow Tang
It is great to be able to swim around with all these fine critters.

The last one is rather large. Make me happy click on it for the larger version.

It is damp and chilly this evening. But what should we expect, Xmas is 12 days away. Maybe I’ll have soup for dinner. Put on my long sleeve t-shirt. Drink hot cocoa. 

A LITTLE REFLECTION ON BEING OLD

Choices. The orthopedic doc says to take diclofenac when my over the counter NSAID of choice fails. The primary care doc – says not so fast – both of those are bad for your blood pressure and GI tract. Avoid both.

I have been following the primary care doc’s guidance for the last year  and the result is ever increasing pain which is impacting my quality of life. So, choice made. I will take my chances with heart attacks and GI bleeds in exchange for less pain and more sleep. Sorry, but Tynelol didn’t hack it. 


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On some great and glorious day the plain folks of the land will reach their heart’s desire at last, and the White House will be adorned by a downright moron. H.L. Menchen,  Baltimore Sun, July 26, 1920.

Kailua Bay

Popped my head up to see a girl and her dog paddle boarding by.

Another nice day. Walking, yoga, swimming, napping, reading. 

A river of lavender tangs. AKA brown surgeonfish. 

Today’s Xmas Parade photo is of a kid who got out of the ocean to watch the parade. I think this image illustrates how cool it is to grow up in Hawai’i.

2018 Xmas Parade

Now, I hear Tahitian drumming. Think I should go investigate. 

A LITTLE REFLECTION ON BEING OLD

Gratitude – that old platitude that Carlton used to push on me – it seems to play an important role in old age. Today, someone online was upset because they had no one to go to the doctor with them. And, when you are old going to the doctor can be very scary. We are talking  potential major system failures there. 

I am grateful that at least a dozen people would go to a scary doctor’s appointment with me. And, most of them would even drive me  there. 


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On some great and glorious day the plain folks of the land will reach their heart’s desire at last, and the White House will be adorned by a downright moron. H.L. Menchen,  Baltimore Sun, July 26, 1920.

Just another day in Kona

The Roller Derby Chicks! Spreading joy and mayhem.

Another regular group in our Christmas Parade – The Roller Derby Ladies. 

Just a sweet lazy but active day: Walk and breakfast with Billy, then a little uphill walking for my cardio, then some yoga, a nice swim, and finally a soak/bath. Great luxury for me – a bath. Since I don’t have a bathtub back at the asylum. Finally, work on 2018 photos a bit and a little rest. Next stop: Dinner. Maybe turkey sandwich with an avocado salad roll. That should go nicely with a Guinness.  Hey, I know it’s a tough life. And I am damn grateful to be enjoying every second of it.

“My” Moorish Idol School

Found “my” little Moorish Idols again today. I’d say they are about 1/3 grown. When they get bigger they will leave the school and pair up for life. 

Checking on the boats. Don’t want to get run over.  That would ruin an otherwise fine day!
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On some great and glorious day the plain folks of the land will reach their heart’s desire at last, and the White House will be adorned by a downright moron. H.L. Menchen,  Baltimore Sun, July 26, 1920.

Chore Day

Being blind isn’t an excuse to not be in our parade.

And, I always think it is kinda funny that the blind folk are always at the front. Do they really care if it is light or not? 

Today was chore day here in the 808. Defrost fridge, do laundry, restock fridge, clean up my room. That sort of thing. 

Then I got the bright idea that I should cull some photos. Being my own worst enemy – I accidentally deleted the ones I meant to keep. I had a backup but still. Made me feel stupid and careless.  

And, for now, I have deployed the “classic” WordPress editor. I’ll phase into the new improved one. 

Lots and lots of kids.

Not all of the kids seem real happy to be in the parade. Maybe they would like to be scooping up the candy.

A LITTLE REFLECTION ON BEING OLD

There comes a time when “Will Last A Lifetime” isn’t such a hot great sales pitch.  I think I am there.


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On some great and glorious day the plain folks of the land will reach their heart’s desire at last, and the White House will be adorned by a downright moron. H.L. Menchen,  Baltimore Sun, July 26, 1920.

Dolphins!

Spinner Dolphins Today

Early this morning, I saw half a dozen dolphin boats out my window – so – grabbed the big camera and went down to see what was happening.

The dolphins were very close in. But, there were lots of boats. And, at the end of my swim yesterday I helped a visitor who was in some difficulty back to the pier. Nothing dramatic or heroic – she was just frightened by the current that the cruise ship tenders kicked up. And, so wouldn’t believe me that the way back to shore was not by getting closer to the seawall – but to leave the “safety” of the wall and swim back out into the ocean and then swim towards the pier. And, to time it all with the comings and goings of the tenders. I didn’t put myself or her in any danger – but I did use up a lot of energy.  So, I watched the dolphins from the end of the pier.

Dolphins right by Carlton’s final destination.

The dolphins put on a fine show right where Carlton “rests”. Feel sure that he was pleased. And, I know that he was pleased that I wasn’t out swimming around. Chasing dolphins and not paying 100% attention to my location  in relation to the boats etc. 

Yesterday was the Xmas Parade. As usual, it was great. Read in the paper the other day the Hawai’i was rated last in the country for Christmas spirit. They were counting things like gingerbread houses, trees sold, yard decorations. Well, never mind that a large percentage of the population isn’t Jewish or Christian, electric rates are out of sight, trees have to come in from Washington on barges, and it is hot… But, Hawai’i has great Xmas Parades. And, the smaller the community – the funkier the parade.

So, for the next couple of days – there will be parade pictures.

Zumba

Doesn’t men doing Zumba get you into the Holiday Spirit(s)?

Coqui Frog Exterminator

But this guy, he was my very favorite 2018 Kailua-Kona Christmas Parade float. Your friendly neighborhood Frog Exterminator. He wasn’t passing our candy! But, he was making coqui frog sounds. 

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On some great and glorious day the plain folks of the land will reach their heart’s desire at last, and the White House will be adorned by a downright moron. H.L. Menchen,  Baltimore Sun, July 26, 1920.

Busy Day in the Ocean

Lots of people –

New version of WordPress in the house. It has a very different editor. There is an option to use the old editor for the next year. I may take that option. I am always glad when a new version doesn’t do any damage. I backed the blog up – just in case.

The knee-deep part of the ocean was busy when I went out – but – by the time I got out to 6 feet or so – there was lots of room. So, I spent some up close time with this big porcupine fish. 

porcupine fish

If you scare or annoy these bad boys they puff themselves up into a perfectly round ball. But, I wasn’t scary enough. 

Christmas parade tonight. Well, in 15 minutes. So, guess I should get cracking. 

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On some great and glorious day the plain folks of the land will reach their heart’s desire at last, and the White House will be adorned by a downright moron. H.L. Menchen,  Baltimore Sun, July 26, 1920.

Carrot cake, taro chips, coffee

Halema‘uma‘u crater Volcano NP

Carrot cake, taro chips, and coffee. That’s a nice healthy lunch, right? 

Billy and I went on a road trip today to Volcano NP.  At the Entrance Station (that will be $25 please  –  thank you vintage “Golden Age Pass) there was a sign saying there was no “red lava” anywhere in the Park or on the Island. Well, we knew that – that was why we were there. But apparently, the word hasn’t gotten out that for the first time in 35 years – there is no molten lava on the surface. 

Volcano NP is a world apart. It is cold, damp, windy. But, wonderful. If you remember to wear all the clothes you own. We just checked out the Park. We did not go look at the new flows and all the destruction. The residents of that area don’t need gawkers.  

The Park Service has a simple 7-minute video that sums up the most recent eruption phase. October 2018 Kīlauea Eruption Update

Volcano is 90 miles away from Kailua Kona. So, it is an all-day trek. Normal folk wouldn’t spend all day going to see if a 200-foot deep hole in the ground really became a 1,000 foot deep hole in the ground. But, it was about the journey not the destination. 

And the underlying message to me was “do it now”. The volcano had been erupting for 35 years. With splashy flows into the ocean and a wonderful lava lake that you could – more or less – drive right up to. So, I wonder: how many people came to Big Island last year and said: “I’ll check out the volcano next trip”? 

Tree Fern – Volcano NP

A LITTLE REFLECTION ON BEING OLD

So, in the spirit of “do it now”,  thanks to all of you for checking out the blog from time to time. I do the blog for me.  It is a diary. But, I am honored that anyone takes the time to check up on what the old bat is thinking today. 


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On some great and glorious day the plain folks of the land will reach their heart’s desire at last, and the White House will be adorned by a downright moron. H.L. Menchen,  Baltimore Sun, July 26, 1920.

Small

Tiny ‘a’ama crab

This is the smallest ‘a’ama crab that I have seen. It is standing in my foot print and is smaller than my thumbnail. It could easily have been a modest size spider. 

‘a’ama crab

Here is a bigger one. Usually, the ones I see are about as big as my fist.

Just another lazy day in the middle of the ocean. Walk, breakfast, walk, swim, nap, read…

A river of yellow tangs from today’s swim.

and 

school of origami angelfish

This is a simple model. I just learned it this year. For the last 40 some years, Origami USA decorates an Xmas tree at the Museum of Natural History in NYC. This year it was decorated with sea creatures. I made some of these for the tree. 

This year’s tree

These could be mine. Or not.

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On some great and glorious day, the plain folks of the land will reach their heart’s desire at last, and the White House will be adorned by a downright moron. H.L. Menchen,  Baltimore Sun, July 26, 1920.

First, cleanup the card table.

    My card table needs a decluttering intervention.

Second: Watch George Herbert Walker Bush’s going away party. It was good. We don’t do this kind of stuff as good as the Brits – but we are pretty good at it. Everyone did good. The Orange Lord was on his best behavior. Sort of like a pouty ten year old. It must have been the longest 2 hours of his reign. 

Third: Go out for a walk and play wildlife photographer. You all know how bad I am at that. 

bottlenose dolphins

Dolphins off the end of the pier. They all seemed to be bottlenose and they were just lazing around – no jumping allowed.

Cute little turtle.

And the little turtle that has been hanging around since I have been here was also swimming by the pier.

cattle egret

Then I had to mess around with a cattle egret image.

The rest of the day I just wasted.

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On some great and glorious day the plain folks of the land will reach their heart’s desire at last, and the White House will be adorned by a downright moron. H.L. Menchen,  Baltimore Sun, July 26, 1920.

 

Tuesday

pink tailed trigger fish

Got a nice shot of my current favorite fish today. Had a fine long swim. I planned on keeping just one shot from today’s swim. But, I rather like this little damselfish with the broken urchin shell.

bright-eye damselfish

A LITTLE REFLECTION ON BEING OLD


OK,  boys and girls. Even this hard ass old bat admits that this is a touching photo. And, it says worlds about these two men as compared to the current occupant of 1600 Pennsylvania Ave. It is a great image.

But, it makes me ask why the fuck would I want to live to 95 if that is how I am going to end up. Just because medical science can keep me alive doesn’t mean it should. If I make another 20 years I’ll be 95 like Senator Dole. Doubt that I’m in for the long haul.

Nobody is promised tomorrow. Laissez les bons temps rouler.


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On some great and glorious day the plain folks of the land will reach their heart’s desire at last, and the White House will be adorned by a downright moron. H.L. Menchen,  Baltimore Sun, July 26, 1920.

 

Monday

sunset – kailua pier – yesterday

This morning I became obsessed with the idea of “Trump Presidential Library”. Guess that is because the TV mentioned that Bush Sr would be buried at his library. And, since I don’t consider the Orange Lord President – it just never occurred to me that that man would have a Presidential anything especially a “library”.

Another nothing special snorkel day. So, let’s look at Cornetfish. I see cornetfish every time I go out. If I go on the left side of the pier I see the regular ones. 

Blue Spotted Cornetfish – from today

But, on the other side of the pier, the cornetfish are usually yellow.

Yellow version of the blue spotted cornetfish – from yesterday

I don’t think anyone knows why some are yellow. Most are grayish with vague blue spots.

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On some great and glorious day the plain folks of the land will reach their heart’s desire at last, and the White House will be adorned by a downright moron. H.L. Menchen,  Baltimore Sun, July 26, 1920.