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Had a sweet day off today. No domestic chores. No hunter gathering.

We had meatballs, cauliflower and rice for lunch. And, we’ll be having leftover salad type stuff and deviled eggs for dinner.

I am sorry for Steve Jobs. (And, Paul Allen). Because, without good health – you have nothing.

Hula concert this afternoon. And, dinner after. So, the cook had the evening off.

Speaking of off, the barge got off the rocks at high tide last night. And, it was back at anchor in the bay this morning.

All is well in exciting downtown Kailua.

We are over the rough sea scene. A big barge broke loose and washed up on the rocks. The biggest local boat – an elderly landing craft tried to get it floating again – but no luck. They will try again next high tide – in the middle of the night.

All the villagers who were not working went down to watch – we saw nothing happen. I am guessing that the audience will be smaller in the middle of the night. But, maybe not. After all, not much happens in Kona.

Still no tickets for the way home. I’m still looking at the Alaska 1st class tickets – but Mr C is not a fan of anything 1st class.

You couldn’t call it “Big Surf”, because it was (still is) too choppy for surfing. Just plain old fashioned “High Surf”.

Carlton, who gots not one ounce of good sense went out swimming in the Bay. The man got seasick. Yep. Seasick. Note to self: Do not take him anywhere on a boat, bus, train or car unless he is the driver. Planes (big ones) are usually OK.

Hawaiians love things in gallon jars. Pickled eggs, vienna sausage, all manner of cracked seed, dried seaweed, and cookies. We got a gallon jar of cookies for Xmas. To die for. A gallon of little cookies. Oxycontin for the mouth.

So, when the word comes down that I have terminal cancer – which family history says in a definite possibility – bring on a case of morphine  and a gallon of School Kine Cookies.

Plain old Kona winter today. Gray sky, cold temperature, junk ocean.

I curled up with a nice warm computer and worked on a “new improved” web site for Carlton’s Palace. Being lazy – I am playing with Google Sites.

All things Palin have been banished again from my world. She slipped back in on Saturday. But, my brain is much happier when I ignore all Palins.

More canoes.

Or rather, today is a good day to be buried at sea. Especially for a member of the Kai O’pua canoe club. The dear departed’s ashes and paddle are carried by the man in seat four. His sons are the paddlers.

A bunch of canoes went along the last voyage. I was just finished my morning swim when the canoes came back. And, I found myself in the middle of the canoes. What to do but to float around on by back and watch them go past.

Today we had chicken, sweet potatoes, and avocado and tomatoes.

I am seriously considering relocating my person to a country that does not have 2nd amendment rights.

It is winter in Hawaii. People are digging out blankets and sweaters. Carlton is wearing his sweatshirt and I declared it too cold for swimming.

Still haven’t allowed any new photos on the Airness. But I have been working away on the Japanese photos.

(But, with the new App Store – I did allow Angry Birds on the Airness.)

Did nothing about getting tickets home today. Short of a charter – I can afford any ticket home. So, why should I work really hard finding a cheap but crappy routing home?

Had pasta salad and that great local favorite – fried aki poke – for lunch today.

Fish. Surgeonfish and tangs, like the sailfin tang, get their name from the very sharp scales at the base of their tails. When threatened, they can swim backwards at an enemy, raising these scales like a knife. On the sailfin tang – these knives are bright blue.

Sailfin tangs are herbivores and help keep the coral health by keeping the algae munched down.  A sailfin tang can reach 16 inches in length.  Adults usually are found in pairs.

Time to get serious about finding tickets home. Nothing tasty except for a first class deal on Alaska. Mr C would have a cow if we go first class. Maybe I’ll send him home on my last Frequent Flyer miles and send myself home First Class. No matter what Mr C thinks – you can not take it with you when you take that last trip.

There are lots of homeless people around here. And, we know many of them by name. We had heard that Danny had died a couple of days ago. Danny was taken out of this hotel about a month ago by the cops, nude. Anyhow, Carlton found him on the beach this afternoon. Alive and well and clothed. Danny said he went to the mainland for the holidays.