Nobody is Promised Tomorrow. . .
I have known this dog since he was I puppy. His owner is at the top of the image on his paddle board.
And what is Blue about this Tuesday – well, the Democrats did really well in the first election since the orange lord.
Added jelly and salad dressing to my larder today. Made fine chicken and avocado stuffed pita for lunch. Undecided about dinner. Poached eggs and avocado, maybe. Everything is better with avocado.
and – looking down
Always happy to get a picture of a Christmas Wrasse. Oh, there are a lot of them. But, they love the surge zone. So, it is kind of like trying to photo graph a sock in a washing machine. Oh, you are in the washing machine too.
Hoping tomorrow’s election will be a win for the good guys. I did run my tax numbers today. results = ugly.
Tired. Dozing off. Better post this and go nite nite.
Went out for a small swim today. It was wonderful. The water is still about 80°. Toasty warm. And, all the fish anyone could want.
Technology working better today. Accounting s/w still wonky, but I would worry if it wasn’t. Gotta do some serious what if analysis of the proposed tax train wreck. Well, let us be fair “train wreck” for me. Nothing I can do about it. Funny how “my deduction” is the other guy’s “loop hole”. Let us just say I have been taking advantage of a sweet loophole for the last couple of years. The the tax train may run off the track before it gets out of Congress. Still, need to “what if” it.
T-Mobile has acknowledged the iPad exists. That is good. And, Alexa is once again connected to the hotel’s captive WiFi.
About the cooking business. I added eggs, salsa, and peanut butter to my cupboard today. So, now, I don’t have to run out to the grocery 3 times a day! Avocado, tuna, pineapple salad is on tap for dinner. And chocolate cake.
Technology was not my friend today. My always prickly accounting software wasn’t playing nice. My T-Mobile account refused to admit that I exist. And Alexa will not connect to wifi today. None of these are worth getting all worked up about. Just annoying. I did order a Google Data Sim, just in case. I am not 100% sure it will work with my old iPad – but, if T-Mobile doesn’t remember me… I’ll sure try it.
This lovely little ship showed up today. I think I would be very happy floating around on it.
Realized today that I am the grocery shopper, cook, and cleanup squad. I have gotten pretty spoiled at the Asylum.
Hummm, what will dinner be? I have avocado, papaya, pineapple, yogurt, chicken, rice, cheese and popcorn. Should be able to come up with dinner.
It is “coffee festival” time in Kona. Most, if not all, of the original coffee farmers in Kona were Japanese. And the coffee festival still has Japanese cultural underpinnings. For example, the local Hongwanji Mission’s Tako Drummers.
A very laid back day today. But, that is the idea. Stop being the Energizer Bunny. Chill. My big challenge is to stay awake until 9 PM and to then stay asleep until 4 AM.
The Orange Lord stopped over in Honolulu today. The general feeling was “Wish You Were Not Here”.
The day started early and ugly – nosebleed – not uncommon for me – especially after 20 hours on planes. It will keep me out of the water for a couple more days. Do not want a nosebleed in the middle of the ocean. Sharks.
While walking to Honl’s I get a call from my doctor – but, by the time I drag my phone out – she is gone. Hang out a Honls for a while. Then, great breakfast with Billy.
Back to hotel – they charged my entire 4-month stay to my credit card leaving me $2.47 over my credit limit. Fixing it seems to be impossible. So, I just smiled graciously and said: “Is OK, no problem”. I transferred money to Visa. I should get some karma points for that.
Called the doctor’s office. Didn’t get the doctor, but I did get the great word: BENIGN from the message the doctor left for me. I haven’t seen the lab report. But, BENIGN works for me. Great.
So, a great day.
Some shots from yesterday and today.
Ladies when you have been squished into your plane seat for more than a little while. And you most likely need to pee… isn’t buying SPANX about the last thing on your mind?
Always glad to see that the space ship building from the early 1960’s still stands.
And one from today…
Don’t imagine she shops for SPANXs. Anywhere.
Still more than a little jetlagged.
21 hours after I started out, I am now safely ensconced in my room. I slept and ate my way across country. Carlton said that I had to eat in every time zone. And he was right about that.
In keeping with my plan to slow down, I am doing nothing until tomorrow morning. Well, except charging the phone. More tomorrow.
While sorting all my toys and getting ready to pack them up, I had a crazy idea. What if I didn’t take anything that had a battery or cable. What if I went 4 months – totally Old School?
What would I leave behind:
Talk about making room in my life for “white space”. And, I couldn’t even replace all that stuff because I wouldn’t be able to get to Amazon. And, if I borrowed a computer, it wouldn’t do me any good because I couldn’t get to 1Password to let me into my accounts.
Note to self: You will be one of the first to die after an EMP event.
All checked in for tomorrow’s flights. No word from my doctor’s office. And, I invoked the “Don’t ask questions you don’t want to be answered” rule and didn’t call them.
I may or may not post tomorrow.
And yes, I am taking Alexa with me.
6PM here. 12PM in Kona. Looking wonderful.
We had an impromptu “Bring Your Own Dinner” party in my apartment this evening.
AND, an Asylum Sister knitted me a pair of socks! How cool is that? And they are real socks. Not tube socks.
I couldn’t knit a muffler. Much less (OOPS, just lost power for an instant) socks. These bad boys are going to Hawai’i on my feet. After that, they’ll get a lot of rest in Kona.
I need to get a lot of rest in Kona too. Gotta learn how to throttle back. To take it a little slower. Not stop doing things. But to just put more whitespace in my life.
Well, that can start on November 1. No time for whitespace just yet. Actually, November 2012 was the last time my life had whitespace. Carlton’s major health issues became all-consuming in early December 2012 and I have been Energizer Bunny-ing my way through life since then.
Still amazed that SOMEONE MADE ME SOCKS.
Well, having heard nothing from “my hospital” – I decided to just pack up and go to Kona on my broomstick on Halloween as planned. I haven’t done anything getting ready to go-wise except at work. I didn’t want to jinx the trip. But, how much do I really have to do?
Decide what toys to take. That is what I have to do. Sort of thinking about going old-school camera-wise. Just take one fixed length (35mm) lens. And, the retro Pen-F body. That cuts about 3 pounds (plus a monopod) off my gear. Or I could go totally modern and just shoot with Shamu the Phone. Well, I don’t have to decide that until tomorrow or Monday.
I have never had acceptable hot water service here at the Asylum. (Carlton would not have been happy.) But, it has gotten worse since they tried to fix it. If I want a shower, about 15 minutes before I hop in – I start the hot water running and maybe it gets tepid. And, that is about like the hot water is at my hotel in Kona.
This is for my Asylum friends.
This is the original recording of one of the most mournful songs ever. I rather prefer Aaron Neville’s version. But this is where it starts.
Note to those who do not live in The Asylum: yesterday afternoon they had a little event the involved group singing. Old white people singing isn’t pretty.
First: A famous resident whose anonymity we respect tried to get to the elevators without making a scene or being seen.
Next: By and by Lord, they start singing May the Circle Be Unbroken. A really cheery song for old people. And can nobody except me sing harmony? Nobody. And, I don’t sing.
And then: Wait for it…
All in all, it was one very funny hour.
Not a peek out of cytology. I know nothing.
Thinking that I’ll just go to Hawai’i on Halloween as planned. What’s the worst that can happen?
Stay tuned.
BTW – Tonight I went clubbing with some of the Asylum Sisters. The food was mediocre – but the entertainment was great. Saw Susan Werner at a dive in Vienna. (Hey, when everyone is over 70 – that is clubbing.)