Here it is. Friday.

And after this, the rest of the day was sort of blah.

The weekly breakfast special this week at The Asylum is Eggs Benedict. And next week it is breakfast tacos. I wasn’t up for another breakfast of microwaved oatmeal or a granola bar. So, I went to Fish Hopper for breakfast. 

Afterwards – I got to wondering about the wetsuit. Last time I tried it on – I looked like an anaconda who just had a small water buffalo for lunch. And I could barely move. But, two weeks of dietary moderation is starting to kick in:

OK – it could be a little more relaxed – but it is getting better.

With that settled. I retired to the pool for a little reading.

It is cloudy today – so, I didn’t take the snorkel stuff out today. I just took myself over to the ocean (which is warmer than the hotel pool) for a nice leisurely swim.

Thanks to all for basically reminding me that things were just fine between Carlton and me. Honestly, if he had been all hearts and flowers and “caring”, I would have wondered WTF had he been up to? Or did he know that I had some fatal illness that I didn’t know about? We did the best we could. And, it was good.

Black seems to be the new favorite computer/phone/device screen color. So, I think I’ll switch the blog to black – like I did for Halloween. 

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.  

No snow here.

Where the dolphins were.

When I came back from my walk and provisioning chores this morning – I saw the dolphin chase boats off the end of the pier. So, I grab my camera and rush down. Just in time to see one last splash and then the dolphins were gone. But, I did get a nice picture of “where the dolphins were”.

Back up to the room for second breakfast – I am a fat little old hobbit – and then back to the pier for a little swim.

Decided to take pictures of parrotfish. I was cruising around with this guy

bullethead parrotfish – male.

When – what was that?

Surprise! A turtle

A cute little turtle swam right under me. Glad it wasn’t anything dangerous, because I had no clue it was there. 

Parrotfish – they start out as female and then transition to males. Wonder what the fundamentalists have to say about that? 

I was thinking about Carlton. Did we love each other “enough”? Or did we just stay together for rainy afternoons and cold nights? I decided that Carlton was always there when I needed him. And, I believe that I was always there when he needed me. And, that will have to pass for love.  We were not grand romantic characters.  

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.  

 

Another Lazy Day.

The ocean is not so empty this morning.

Well, I started the day by going to oceanfront yoga with the millennials again. When the class was over the millennials bounced up and were on their way like nothing had happened. I spent a good 5 minutes gathering myself before I could take on four steps with no hand rail. (Yoga is on a platform – hence 4 stairsteps.) 

a ‘ama crab, Grapsus tenuicrustatus

Since I lugged my heaviest camera body and my heaviest lens over here this winter for no apparent reason – I figure I should at least take a few pictures with it. The a’ama crab is a worthy subject – these critters are sneaky fast and aways black on black.

I actually cooked!

And cheers for me. I actually cooked dinner last night. The only thing that was pre-cooked was the deli turkey. I nuked a potato, and carrots and squash. And assembled a salad from baby lettuce, avocado and pineapple.  I will not let this happen too often. 

And, what should show up on Shamu the Phone:

Happy Text!

A winter weather warning from home. That is one of the reasons that I am here. 

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.  

Another Lazy Day in Kona

Pretty exciting. Nothing but ocean. Well, there is a little boat or two.

Feeling sore after Sunday’s yoga class. The body is too used to yoga at a hospital or at an old folk’s home. Not used to real yoga classes. But, I think I’ll go back for more tomorrow. Maybe I’ll just do every other chaturanga dandasana

But, I did go for a nice little swim. 

hawkfish

Lots of hawfish today. They perch on top of the coral heads and just wait for lunch to swim by. The whitish spots on the coral are parrot fish nibbles. 

female bullethead parrotfish

This is the only parrotfish that I got today – and you can sort of see her teeth. Parrotfish cruise lazily around taking little bites out of coral. Coral is their entire diet. They process whatever nutrients that are available and poop out the rest as sand.  A UH study some years ago found that a large Hawaiian parrotfish would poop out about 850 pounds of sand per year. Pretty impressive. This is a smallish parrotfish so maybe 100 pounds? If you like your nice sandy beach – thank a parrotfish.

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. 

Another nice day.

Sunrise

Another fine day in exciting downtown Kailua-Kona. The sun came up. The tides came and went. No worries.

I logged about 3.5 miles on the fitbit, 30 minutes in the ocean and 45 minutes napping. No pictures from the snorkel run. Not the fishes fault. Mine I think. I tried some new settings on my camera. Back to the old settings tomorrow. 

My friends sent me some advertising – just in case I wanted to go shopping.

I believe this is an orange lord teddy bear. Suitable for ripping the head off.

BUT WAIT THERE IS MORE! 

Notice that there are no Veterans for the unmentionable umbrellas.

“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. 

 

I love the ocean.

Looking back

I love the ocean. Today, I was feeling confident enough to swim out to the little coral reefs. And, it was totally wonderful. Well, except for this creature.

crown of thorns

The crown of thorns starfish is native to Hawai’i and most of the time aren’t a real problem. But they are still big, ugly and menacing looking. (they are problems in other oceans)

I had a fine day today. Went to a “hard for me” yoga class at 7:30 this morning. Then I went for that nice swim. And, I made pineapple, avocado and tuna salad for lunch. Spent the afternoon reading, Nightmare in Pink,  a 1965 novel in John D. McDonald’s Travis McGee series. Carlton had a lot of Travis McGee books in our Amazon account. 

Carlton, ca 1960

And, here is Carlton in all of his butter bars glory with hot air in hand. Carlton didn’t consider himself a veteran. His active duty Army career was only so-so. Apparently one of his CO’s wasn’t too pleased with Lt Combs. So, as soon as possible Carlton became a civilian. Carlton called himself a Sunshine Soldier – he was on active duty after Korea and before Vietnam. He spent most of his time in the wilds of Oklahoma – Fort Still. 

“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. 

No martial law yet. Damn, that pusillanimous creature.  

Hate it when that happens!

Another busy day at the Kona Seaside Hotel.

It really isn’t funny – business is seriously down at my little hotel. This is Saturday of a 3 day weekend and the joint should be busier. Well, I am doing my part. 

I hate it when that happens! When my Fitbit battery dies and I didn’t get credit for 2 miles of walking. Half of it, seriously uphill. Well, I had my phone in my back pocket.

Shamu II gave me credit for the walk.

But, I don’t always trust Shamu II.

Yesterday

Yesterday, Shamu had me walking on water. Trust me. I didn’t take it swimming and I don’t walk on water. 

Technology is pretty insane. Hard to imagine that my TELEPHONE did all that. And took both the pictures on this page. 

The Orange Lord was a no-show at a military cemetery outside of Paris at a ceremony to honor 11/11/18. It was raining. Canadian Prime Minister Justin Trudeau, German Chancellor Angela Merkel and French President Emmanuel Macron all made it. Well… Enough said.

“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. 

Aloha Friday

About as political as it gets around here.

Cannot think of a single thing to write about tonight. That might be a good thing. I have nothing to complain about. Well, except maybe, the MacBook’s voice recognition software. Seems to me, that Google’s works better. So, let’s make an experiment.

Yep, the Google phone did a better job. Maybe, some sort of training is required. Because this really doesn’t work very well. But, who gets trained? Me or the software? I did not have to train the Google software.  And, I did install the “enhanced voice recognition” enhancements. Oh well, stay tuned. 

Moorish Idols

Found a fine little school of Moorish Idols on this morning’s swim. It was still a little murky. But it was still good. Also went for a nice walk. Didn’t overdo it and I stopped halfway through for a coffee. I am learning to be an old person. Learning to slow down. Stop and drink the coffee. 

hotel mongoose

Looked over my lanai after lunch and what did I see? A mongoose.  Pretty sleek looking fellow. 

According to the local paper, another couple of people on Big Island turned up the Rat Lung Worm. It’s not an extremely  serious disease, but the name just grosses me out. 

And, I guess the good news is that martial law hasn’t be declared, YET. 

“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. 

Thursday

Moorish Idol

I wonder if it is correct to call these babies “moorish idols”? Seem a little like calling Brazil Nuts – N-word Toes. I am surely not going to call it a Zanclus cornutus. 

The ocean was a bit too murky when I went out for nice pictures. And I have been reluctant to swim out to my favorite snorkeling spot. I am not sure that I am strong enough. Hopefully, my confidence will return. I have been coming here for over 20 years and this is the first year that I have felt “less fit, less physically able” than the year before. It is not a good feeling. I shouldn’t surprise me. I am rapidly approaching the ¾ century mark. I should be damn grateful that the old equipment held up as well as it did for as long as it did. 

Thinking back, I guess Carlton started cutting back some when he was in his early 70s. He went from playing tennis every day to every other day. He cut his one mile up a steep hill morning walk here in half. When he died at 79 he was by no means confined to a rocking chair – but he wasn’t the energizer bunny that he had been when he was a mere boy of 65. 

Note to self. Deal with it. Nobody cares. You shouldn’t either. 

Ornate Butterflyfish

I was smart enough to keep the flash forced off today. 

I have a TV here, I could watch the news. Thinking about starting pool – when will The Orange Lord declare Martial Law? That would be something new for me. I know Japanese Americans who were interned durning WWII. I remember the House un-American Actives Committee. I remember Kent State and Bloody Sunday. But, I don’t remember Martial Law. It could happen boys and girls. It could happen.

Collector Urchins.

Sunrise walk to Honls

Lounging in bed, drinking coffee and looking at Facebook when one of my friends announces that she just got back from walking her dogs and it wasn’t even sunrise. Well, I figured I should get my sorry ass moving. 

Later in the day I went for a nice swim. But, my underwater shots today were all ruined by backscatter. I salvaged some Collector Urchins.  Or Decorator Urchins. Some believe that these urchins just sort of pick up debris accidentally – like cats collect dust bunnies. Hence Collector Urchins. Others suggest that the urchins pick up debris on purpose. For camouflage, UV protection, who knows? Hence Decorator Urchins. 

A nice collection.
The one at the top is styling with a barrette.
Something simple – a leaf.

Backscatter is what the white spots are called. It was my own fault. My camera’s flash was supposed to be force off. But I accidentally had it forced on. I should know better. No way I can say “whatever happened is what I planned” with this one!

Now what about dinner? Made potato, chicken and avocado salad for lunch. That about wiped out my culinary creativity for the day. Fortunately, I like sandwiches. 

Sunset walk.

Kailua Bay 

Missed my morning walk today  so I went for my morning walkabout about 12 hours late. At sunset vice sunrise.

Playtime after school/work 

And up then I stop and wait for sunset.

Sunset from Ali’i Drive

My friend, Billy, leaves for 3 weeks on the east coast later this evening. He has been house and cat sitting for a while. He took me up to enjoy the cooler weather and check out view and house while he cleaned up. I do enjoy visiting his various houses. This one had two laundries. One washer and dryer in the garage for the really dirty clothes and another set in the laundry room for normal dirty clothes.

Time for dinner now. Peanut butter and banana sandwich I am thinking. Had a big breakfast. And cookies. Not exactly starving. Hummm, thinking about what is in the fridge – think I’ll make a salad with chicken, potato and pineapple tomorrow.

Is it really Monday?

Standing in Kailua Bay

Can it really be Monday? It doesn’t seem like Monday. Sun is shining. Trade winds are doing their job. Ocean is still warm enough. Life is good.

This afternoon, I went for another “test”  swim. This time I took my fins. The creaky old legs did OK with the fins. Took the little underwater camera out too. I was rather cautious and stayed in pretty close to shore. As I said, life is good. 

bluestripe butterflyfish

However, a little bluestripe butterflyfish swam under my lens. They are common in Hawaiian waters. But not very common where I usually go, so, it was nice to see.

Add to that a little walking – almost 4 miles today. A little visiting. Some reading. And I clicked “unsubscribe me” from half a dozen emails that clog up my inbox. I don’t really care what is on sale at any clothing store. So, I don’t need their emails. 

Tomorrow – the most continuous election in my memory – it is just setting the table for 2020. And no matter which side wins – our nation is still loses. 

So for a little peace and tranquility – I leave you with