Aloha!

Last night, my evening outing at Kahala Mall was marred by the annual Day of Samhain costume contest. Scores of people were lined up everywhere. Sadly, I had to modify my itinerary to avoid the crowds. The Day of Samhain "holiday" is becoming more popular (and more raucous) than Saturnalia. Sheesh!

Typical "Homey" Hottie

I neglected to provide more details about the room in the Chinatown dormitory. It's actually quite small, about half the area of my squalid room at Chaos Manor (read: rental housing). The furnishings are old and dilapidated, but I am already intimately acquainted with impoverished settings. In actuality, the room is quite "homey." There is an option to obtain cable tube and Net service (for a fee), but that's not going to happen. I want to spend as little time as possible in the tomb. In fact, I am already planning a new optional evening outing circuit that includes both Kahala Mall and Ala Moana Center. I am even more excited at the prospect of once again frequenting the Barnes & Noble® bookstore.

Typical Hottie

Aside from the usual Hawai'i Kai visit, I was preoccupied with minutiae concerning logistics of moving to town tomorrow. The Auvio® wireless speaker is temporarily staying with moms. If I have found no new home for it in a week or so, then I will donate it to charity.

Typical Day of Samhain Hottie

I was privy to another nauseating evening of Day of Samhain activities at the den of consumerism (read: shopping mall) in Kahala. Since the "holiday" falls on Friday this year, we can expect a lot of insane nonsense occurring around town. Fortunately, I will be sequestered in my squalid room at Chaos Manor when the "witching hour" commences.

Aloha!

The decommissioning of the Nexus 7 tablet computer was accomplished after my return from Kahala Mall. I wiped all data and reset the device to the factory default. Then, it was securely wrapped and placed in my new luggage for transport to the Chinatown dormitory. It does not have a new owner yet. So, it will remain in storage. As much as I prefer Android®, I cannot return to that platform. We can thank the Google® surveillance robot for "forcing my hand." All subsequent computer activity will be assigned to the iPad® mini 2 tablet computer. Aloha, Nexus 7!

Silence, Little Lamb!

As this is my last evening at Chaos Manor, I will be busy packing everything. If all goes as planned, I will be making my final departure at about 7am tomorrow. I do not plan to personally say good-bye to the remaining tenants. Nor will I leave a farewell note. I owe nothing to anyone at the dump. Aloha, Chaos Manor!

Addiction

The tomb at the Chinatown mausoleum has been secured. Everything went quite smoothly as opposed to yesterday's fiasco. The tomb ... errr, room ... is actually nicer than the ones I was shown back in August. The room is small, but modestly furnished. There is a nice vanity sink instead of the huge industrial sink in the other rooms. So, I will be moving in on Saturday in the morning as planned.

Typical Social Network Hotties

On a side note, I am somewhat appalled by the increasing Net addiction exhibited by the zombie population of empire. More and more fools are spending most of their spare time on the Net, most likely social networking, thanks in large part to the ubiquitous "smartphone." Of course, Net addiction is nothing new. I, myself, have been a Net addict for decades. And, I'm not proud of that fact.

Even now, with the impending decommissioning of the Nexus 7 tablet computer, I find that I still spend countless useless hours on the Net. I have already mummified all bit-torrent activities. The last two hurdy-gurdy video clips have been expunged from the device (although the latter now resides in the "cloud"). "Mainstream" flicks have also been expunged. Frankly, that was my primary activity (i.e., downloading and viewing) using the Net. Thousands of hours were devoted to the malignant hobby. Some expense was also incurred previously in a foolish attempt to archive the hurdy-gurdy video library (HGVL). Now, it's all gone. Poof!

I am using the iPad® mini 2 tablet computer almost exclusively now. As you may recall, I have whittled down my list of acceptable Web sites to barely nothing. So, how do I still spend hours on the Net? Well, I must visit the same Web sites over and over again, even though the content has not changed. Why? The most plausible explanation is that Net addiction conquers boredom, loneliness, anxiety, perhaps depression, amongst other maladies. The mind is distracted by numbing content. In other words, anesthesia by proxy.

Typical Emancipated Hotties

The mind senses that the body is enslaved in a prison-like society. The mind wants itself and its associated body to be free. Unfortunately, freedom is no longer an option. So, the mind must seek virtual avenues of freedom, which it subconsciously knows is an illusion. Net addiction is such an avenue. However, the mind can trick itself into believing it is "free" because of the recursive nature of  the Net. Yet, it becomes ensnared in yet another prison. Sheesh!

Mental Midget Insanity

No lease. No keys. No tomb at the detestable Chinatown mausoluem ... errr, dormitory. After going through the trouble of drafting two certified checks made payable to the property management firm and a pathetic ride on the bus to the firm's office, I was told that no one there knew what rooms were available at the mortuary. A phone call by the representative to the insane resident manager produced the same idiotic result.

Typical Knowledgable Hottie

The representative of the property management firm told me that I will have to stop by the Chinatown dormitory tomorrow morning. By then, the insane resident manager should know which rooms are available, if any. Then, I will have to ride the bus across town again to the main office to sign the lease and deliver the checks. Clearly, I am dealing with mental midgets. At this point, I am very frustrated as I am only two days away from possible homelessness.

Typical Sane Hottie

As usual, nothing runs smoothly, especially here in the islands. Overpopulation and the proliferation of mental midgets has made daily life unbearable. Little wonder why there are so many clinically insane people wandering around on the streets.

Typical Uploaded Hottie

On a side note, I decided to upload the only two hurdy-gurdy video clips (including the Natasha Vega classic) that currently reside on the Nexus 7 tablet computer to Google® Drive. So, now I can utilize the "cloud" for something worthwhile. Baha! Ha! Ha! Haaa! Maybe that will provide the catalyst for more surveillance. In any case, I will never be able to view the files again (at least not on the Apple® iPad® tablet computer). But, who cares? Well, at least the Nexus 7 is ready to be decommissioned and reset to the factory default.

Compression

The Apple® iPad® mini 2 tablet computer is gradually assuming more of the technological needs of the ol' lavahead. Even with all of its limitations, the device will soon replace the Nexus 7 tablet computer. Moving away from the Google® surveillance regime is certainly comforting. However, there's more that meets the eye. I will be sixty years of age next month. I will be moving into a mortuary masquerading as a dormitory. That spells D ... E ... A ... T ... H, by the way. Or, at the very least, preparation for death, as I stated on numerous occasions. Thus, I must embrace technology that is very easy for an old codger to use, one that is "sandboxed" to protect me from ... what? Evil? Myself? The Pirate Bay? Google®? You?

Typical Embedded Hottie

Of course, technology for old codgers eliminates the need for young hotties, at least in picture form. Fortunately, the iPad® is protecting me from viewing and saving such pictures, which could provoke impure and lustful thoughts worthy of the "dirty old man" moniker. It also is preventing me from embedding those pictures in the "blog," which could incite impure thoughts in other old codgers. We can't have that now, can we?

Another day in the life of an old codger. The highlight of the day was the restoration of the extreme monk haircut. Nothing else was on the agenda. All matters concerning the Chinatown mortuary ... errr, dormitory ... have been compressed into the last three days before the big move. Sheesh!

Celebration of Sorts

Last night during my evening outing at the den of consumerism (read: shopping mall) in Kahala, I aborted my plan for a special dinner to celebrate my exit from Chaos Manor (read: rental housing). Why would I bother? What's there to celebrate? I'm moving into a despicable mausoleum in Chinatown. A funeral would be more appropriate.

Typical Smooth Hottie

So, anyway, I purchased a large, greasy meatball sandwich from Subway® and supplemented it with a meal substitute smoothie from Jamba Juice®. For me, that meal was special enough.

Typical Scheduled Hottie

I am down to four days at Chaos Manor. There are a lot of chores to do and other minutiae to contend with. As it stands, I am right on schedule. Yeah, right on schedule to move into the Chinatown mortuary ... errr, mausoleum ... errr, dormitory. Baha! Ha! Ha! Haaa!

All-Pervasive Grief

Well, enough about the tablet computers already! Let me just state that I am quite satisfied with the new Apple® iPad® mini 2 tablet computer. I am learning its quirks and accepting them. For example, I don't particularly care for the physical "Home" button, so I use multitasking gestures instead. Anyway, in the new regime of no dedicated Net access, the iPad® will function just fine. In the meantime, I have commenced the decommissioning of the Nexus 7 tablet computer.

Typical Experimental Hotties

As I mentioned previously, I have been experimenting with the iPad® Web browser insofar as composing the "blog" is concerned. I have found a crude workaround to circumvent the non-scrollable text editing box, but the solution is unpredictable.

Typical Embedded Hottie

In addition I have not attempted to embed an image (e.g., hottie pictures) using the iPad® into the "blog" yet. From what I can tell, it's not possible to upload directly to Blogger® from the Web browser. I would have to upload the images to another "cloud" site, if that is even possible, and "link" them into the text. Worst yet, I have no ability to view or edit image filenames on the device itself. The overall process could be too cumbersome.

Otherwise, I spent the weekend engaged in a variety of minor chores in preparation for my move to the despicable Chinatown dormitory. Frankly, I need to totally rid myself of little gadgets like the Waterpik® flosser and my electric shaver. Why not just use regular dental floss (which I do deploy anyway) and a cheap flatblade-type razor? Why does an old codger need to take care of his decrepit self anyway?

Ol' Lavahead Mini-Update®
After extensive testing, I discovered that I have no control over photos and images on the iPad® mini 2 tablet computer. I cannot see or change filenames. I am not certain that I can even upload them to third-party "cloud" sites. To be honest, I am now quite disappointed with the device. As it stands, there will be no more hottie pictures embedded in the "blog" once the Nexus 7 tablet computer is fully decommissioned next week. We apologize for the inconvenience.

Surveillance Mini-Update®
The Google® surveillance robot made another surprise appearance at 3:40pm HST. The case for decommissioning the Nexus 7 tablet computer increases exponentially with each intrusion. I have already cleared all data from my Google® account. Only the "blog" remains.

Moot

Last night, I attempted to send a copy of my one-and-only important document to myself (i.e., poor man's "cloud") using the e-mail "app" on the Apple® iPad® mini 2 tablet computer. That's when I discovered that there's no way to attach a file in the "app." The same goes for Web e-mail. Turns out that the only way to attach a file through e-mail is to first open the file in its associated "app" and use the "share" option. Intuitive? Not really.

Typical Animated Hotties

I have also noticed some lags and stuttering, particularly with the iOS home screen animations. The Nexus 7 tablet computer experienced similar problems. However, the Nexus 7 could easily attach any file to e-mail either in an "app" or Web browser. Android® is more like a regular computer. However, let me also mention that the same crappy "apps" are ubiquitous to both platforms. I can find nothing useful. Any suggestions?

Typical Approved Hottie

Anyway, none of that nonsense matters. The main difference between the iPad® mini 2 and the Nexus 7 is Vuze® (bit-torrent client), at least for me. Yeah, endless "mainstream" flicks or hurdy-gurdy video clips. Hours upon hours were invested in the benign activity. No more, once I move to the dreadful Chinatown dormitory. Without Vuze®, I only need the Web browser to peruse only a handful of approved sites. So, fussing over either tablet computer is moot.

Typical Commuting Hottie

Well, as usual, my return trip from town in the afternoon wasted a lot of time. Two hours and 20 minutes, to be exact. It's like that every weekend, with Sunday being the worst day. The distance covered is only about seven miles, if you can believe it. The situation has been worsening over time. Fortunately, this is my last weekend of commuting by bus to town from Chaos Manor (read: rental housing) and back.

One Week

Last night during my evening outing, I stopped by the Apple® store as usual. The new iPad® Air 2 tablet computers were on display. So, I spent time playing around with one of the devices. The screen was nice, but I could easily distinguish individual pixels. Obviously, not to my liking. The device appeared to be smooth and fast, but I did not observe a significant improvement over the iPad® mini 2 or mini 3 tablet computers. And, the Air 2 is just too big. No, thanks.

Typical Surveillance Hottie

With that said, I have decided to decommission the Nexus 7 tablet computer in the latter part of next week. The device has served me well, but the associated surveillance ... well, let's just say that it gave me the "willies." The Google® surveillance robot currently only pops up every now and then, but that is still too much. As stated previously, the Nexus 7 and the "blog" share a unified account. I am not going through the hassle of initiating a new account just to avoid the surveillance robot. Most likely, the 'bot would see through the ruse anyway. So, I have commenced clearing out all data from all Google® services.

I have also experimented with the "blog" using the iPad® Safari Web browser. I am able to access all of the functions of Web site. The only odd problem is that I cannot scroll up or down in the text editing box. Thus, all postings will be limited by the constraints of the now-static text editing box. In other words, no long posts. And, adding pictures of hotties will reduce the amount of space for editing of text content. Sheesh!

Typical Productive Hottie

As far as iPad® "apps" are concerned, there just isn't anything worthy of installing. The same held true for the Nexus 7 tablet computer. I am not interested in social networking, "life-style," or game "apps." The iWork "apps" are just fine for what productivity needs that I have. Incidentally, I have set up an iCloud account, but I don't plan to use it. I've learned my lesson from my experience with Google® surveillance activities.

Typical Dormitory Hottie

This morning, I called the property management firm that oversees the Chinatown dormitory. I will be signing the lease next Wednesday. My new life as a geriatric derelict commences in a week.

Silence, Little Lamb!

On a side note, I discovered that the black mold common in Chaos Manor (read: rental housing) has invaded the innards of my beloved Waterpik® flosser. I have slated it for divestiture. I have only owned the device for six months. The unit that it replaced survived for over two years without a mold infestation. Oddly, I observed that the black mold is recurring on bathroom fixtures every couple of weeks after cleaning.

Devolve

What's an old codger to do? All of those young hotties at the gym, but he's too old for them. Too decrepit. And, did I mention the dysfunctional Vienna Sausage? The geriatric mind (if not senile) feels the biological urge. However, the Vienna Sausage refuses to cooperate. That's a new take on the old adage, "The spirit is willing, but the flesh is weak." Baha! Ha! Ha! Haaa!

Typical Gym Hottie

There are a few old codgers at the gym. I don't notice them checking out any of the babes, though. Are they senile? Have they resigned to the eunuch life-style? Or, have they voluntarily become old fudgepackers who hang out at a certain beach in Waikiki at night?

Typical Training Hottie

Or, Molech forbid, have the old codgers become true walking cadavers? That's a distinct possibility. Yet, I wonder, how does one become a walking cadaver? Too much cheap booze? Too many prescription drugs? Or, has the mind simply abolished all biological urges?

Typical Fitness Hottie

Questions, and more questions. I must entertain those thoughts as I am approaching the threshold of decrepitude, the gateway to geriatrics. Moving to the Chinatown mausoleum ... errr, dormitory ... is "the final nail in the coffin." Perhaps that is where I will finally devolve into a walking cadaver.

Ol' Lavahead Mini-Update®
I am quite pleased with the Apple® iPad® mini 2 tablet computer. It's elegant. More so, it will finally emancipate me from Net slavery.

Twilight

The poor Vienna Sausage is in the twilight of its existence. I keep mentioning the decline of the Vienna Sausage, I know. The decline is gradual and steady, but the effects are chilling. What is it like to lose one's "manhood"? What kind of life can be enjoyed as an old eunuch? We will soon discover the answers, eh?

Typical Gorgeous Young Hottie

Here's what (I believe) happens. The geriatric mind, if still functional, can experience the biological urge upon espying a gorgeous young hottie. However, the Vienna Sausage is not able comply, possibly due to low testosterone and other maladies. That's why old codgers seek out medical remedies for "erectile dysfunction." If the mind were not able to experience the biological urge, then such remedies would not be explored.

The early decline of the Vienna Sausage most likely occurred because it no longer served its primary purpose (i.e., reproduction). Testing the Vienna Sausage "manually" cannot abate the inevitable atrophy of the useless appendage. Only an in-the-flesh babe can stave off decrepitude. Not going to happen.

Typical Phase-Of-Life Hottie

Moving to the dumpy Chinatown dormitory is a reflection of my actual phase-of-life transition. Old, rundown, and populated by the lowest common denominator of society, the Chinatown dormitory is a metaphor of geriatric decomposition.

On a side note, I have tweaked my new Apple® iPad® mini 2 tablet computer to monastic specifications. Just like the Nexus 7 tablet computer, the superfluous functions have been disabled. In this case, the reason is battery power conservation, not the fear of the "terrorist"-tracking surveillance robot. I have, however, allowed location services to remain active.

Ten Days

There are now only ten days left for me at the dump known as Chaos Manor (read: rental housing). Yes, the official countdown has commenced. I cannot claim to be looking forward to moving to the Chinatown dormitory, however. I am simply in a state of transition.

Typical Amused Hottie

I packed the Auvio® wireless speaker (i.e., poor man's home theater system) in its original box this morning. I have run out of "mainstream" flicks (obtained by bit-torrent downloading) to view. And, I am not particularly interested in listening to music at this point in time either. Rather, I can amuse myself by piddling around with my two tablet computers, for what that's worth.

Typical Transitional Hottie

I have also been in transition with the two tablet computers. There's a lot to be said about Android® as the Nexus 7 has served me quite well. On the other hand, the Apple® iPad® mini 2 is certainly a nice piece of hardware. Unfortunately, it's not as versatile as the prevailing propaganda suggests. To me, the iPad® is for "old farts" with a lot of money. All premium media content must be purchased. There's no bit-torrent downloading allowed. Video files can be "sideloaded" onto the device but may not play at all. The built-in video player will only recognize two formats (with strict specifications).

The iPad® will serve me well since I soon won't have dedicated Net access. I will have no need to pay for media content because I can't access any of it anyway. I could install free games, but that's just a waste of time. So, the iPad® will just be an expensive Web browser. Although, I should mention that I may spend some time with GarageBand.

Typical "Big" Hottie

Well, should I have just ordered the new Nexus 9 tablet computer instead? Not really. It's way too big for my needs. Heck, the iPad® mini 2 is too big. There's not going to be another Nexus 7 line either. The new Nexus 6 "smartphone" or "phablet" is nearly the same size. Why not just purchase the "phablet" instead? Of course, that's the same dilemma that Apple® faces, too.

Incidentally, the heatwave is back in full force again. I was hoping that cooler weather would prevail before my move into the stuffy Chinatown dormitory. Oh well.

Flabbergasted By Nothing

Last night, I attempted to edit the "blog" using the Web browser in the fruit-based tablet computer. The task was impossible because very few of the site's built-in functions were useable. In addition, scrolling was not available in the edit mode. I was flabbergasted. The Web browser is aesthetically impressive, but its actual capabilities are disappointing.

Typical Third-Party Hottie

There is no cure for the problem. Installing third-party Web browsers is not a solution because all of them are simply "wrappers" using the same rendering core as the stock Web browser. There is an "app" for the "blog," but it is really pathetic. No text formatting, no HTML view, no hyperlink insertion. So, what's the solution?

Typical Highly Formatted Hottie

Well, I could use the "blog" Web site and limit the content to what is visible in the non-scrollable editing mode. Or, I could deploy the "app" and deliberately avoid any need for text formatting. Or, I could start up a new "blog" with a different service. Or, I could terminate the activity entirely. Sheesh!

Silence, Little Lamb!

On a side note, I called the property management firm that oversees the Chinatown dormitory. I will be signing the lease sometime next week. There's no turning back now. Baha! Ha! Haaa!

Exfoliation

I have used the fruit-based tablet computer for two days now. What's my verdict? I find the Nexus 7 to be easier to navigate, particularly when multitasking. The screen of the Nexus 7 is also more vibrant. As far as "apps" are concerned, there are myriad tablet-optimized "apps" for the fruit-based tablet computer, but I have no need for any of them. To be fair, I have few third-party "apps" on the Nexus 7 as well. And, of course, I have little use for most of the installed "apps" on both devices.

Typical Hurricane Hottie

There was significant rainfall all night and throughout the day as Hurricane Ana passed about a hundred miles South of the islands. So, the conditions were right for all kinds of grief. For example, I timed my workout at the gym so that I would not have to endure chlorine asphyxiation in the locker room and showers courtesy the Filipino cleaning guy. I also wanted to expedite my departure because of the rain. I was an hour early, but so was the Filipino guy. Last week, I was 30 minutes late. So was the Filipino guy. For the last month, he has commenced his cleaning at the exact same time when I want to take a shower.

I also happened to drop my beloved plastic scrub cloth on the filthy shower floor. The Filipino guy had just rinsed off all of the chlorine bleach in the shower stall. I rinsed the plastic scrub cloth as best as possible and used it. However, I decided to not put it inside my gym bag out of fear of contamination. I left it on the top of the gym bag and walked to the bus stop. I espied the bus arriving and had to run to the bus stop. The plastic scrub cloth was lost in the process.

Typical Exfoliated Hottie

The plastic scrub cloth, by the way, is an essential. I have found that it is perfect for exfoliation. Since I began the exfoliation process, I have noticed an improvement in the condition of my skin. Even the classic General Noriega (refer to the old "blog" for an image) facial blemishes are disappearing gradually. Of course, as a decrepit senior citizen, I can only do so much.

Tablet Computer Follies

Setting up my new Apple® iPad® mini 2 tablet computer last night was initially a nightmare. I discovered that I had two separate, albeit incomplete, Apple® ID accounts, both using the same e-mail address. Thus, I could not complete the iPad® setup process. After pondering the situation, I discovered that I could destructively alter the details of one of the accounts. Then, I legitimized the other account and used it to complete the setup.

Typical Bit-Torrent Hottie

So, what is to become of the Nexus 7 tablet computer? I may keep it. Or, I may sell it to my formerly-homeless buddy, the most likely option. Aside from downloading and viewing "mainstream" flicks (or hurdy-gurdy video clips) using a bit-torrent client, there is not much else that can differentiate the Nexus 7 from the fruit-based tablet computer. And, when I must rely on free Net "hotspots," bit-torrent downloading will be relegated to distant memory.

Typical Enabled Hotties

That leaves the puzzling question of why I spent even more money for the fruit-based tablet computer. Well, I will not be disabling the various services and functions on the latter. And, with the fruit-based tablet computer in hand, I will be able to exploit the resources of the fruit-based computer stores as necessary sans the scrutiny of its snobbish employees.

Typical Beholden Hotties

I was also able to convert and download my one-and-only important document from Google® Drive and store it on the fruit-based tablet computer. So, I am only beholden to Google® for the "blog." Nothing more, nothing less.

In the meantime, I will be canvassing the extensive fruit-based "app" store for anything worthy of installing. I will certainly need a few diversions when my life-style changes drastically in two weeks. Otherwise, lots of rain today, so the recurring heatwave was put on hiatus. Thank Molech!

Poison

Last night, I returned the carrying case to the Ross® store in the den of consumerism (read: shopping mall) in Kahala. It was way too large for my purposes. What I need to do is think more like a homeless guy. Less crap translates to less bulk, which means less grief.

Typical Worldly Hottie

My decision to move out of Chaos Manor (read: rental housing) on November 1st is still in effect. I plan to drop off my worldly belongings at the Chinatown dormitory in the morning. Then, I will drive my vehicle to Hawai'i Kai and park it out on the street near my bro's house. I will subsequently work out the logistics. Divestiture is the most likely solution.

Typical Nefarious Hottie

When I returned to Chaos Manor this afternoon, I discovered that someone had been in my squalid room. All of the windows were closed, and there was a distinct, if not noxious, odor that smelled like chemical solvent. Within minutes, I had a throbbing headache. Is someone trying to poison me?

Typical Fruit-Based Hotties

During my evening outing, I stopped by the Apple® store and purchased an iPad® mini 2 (formerly known as the iPad® mini with Retina display) tablet computer and a sleeve case for $345 and some change. So, obviously, I am not acquiring the Nexus 9 tablet computer. Why did I purchase another tablet computer? Good question. And, why a fruit-based tablet computer? Another good question.

Typical Surveillance Hottie

The most compelling reason is my concern with the Google® surveillance robot. The Nexus 7 tablet computer uses the same account as the "blog," by the way. Thus, I have disabled almost all of the features of the device. What good is that? The other reason is that I cannot find a decent protective case for it. Sheesh!

Overwhelming Grief

Well, I have already decided against the purchase of the new Nexus 9 tablet computer either now or in the future. I discovered that, even though the Nexus 9 screen resolution is high, the actual pixel density is much lower than that of the Nexus 7 tablet computer (281ppi versus 323ppi, respectively). Believe me, there's just no way to go back to a lower pixel density screen. Everything is just too blurry. Of course, I could easily change my mind. Baha! Ha! Ha! Haaa!

Typical Parked Hottie

I finally investigated the parking situation in town. Much to my chagrin, there is no available monthly parking in the Chinatown area. There are waiting lists at every location. From what I could ascertain, the actual waiting period could be several months. A year ago, there were no waiting lists.

My options are fairly limited as it is. I could ask the landlord to allow me to extend my stay at Chaos Manor (read: rental housing) until the alleged renovations commence, maybe buying three or four months of time. Or, I could simply move to Chinatown on November 1st as planned. What about my vehicle? I don't know. I may be able to temporarily park it on the street by my bro's place.

Typical Divested Hotties

Obviously, the time has come for me to divest the largest material possession that I own. I rarely drive it, and it is simply deteriorating. My only workaround when visiting moms is to rent an automobile for the day. Overall, that would be far more cost effective.

Silence, Little Lamb!

Every single day, I am confronted by more and more grief. Why? The island is terribly overpopulated with more and more people arriving daily. There are more homeless derelicts. There are more immigrants, legal and illegal. And, there are more automobiles. There's more crime, more stupidity, and more grief.

Lollipop

Yesterday, I visited the Ross® store in town and at the den of consumerism (read: shopping mall) in Kahala. I was able to procure a tablet computer case for $14 with the senior citizen discount. The case is fairly large since it was designed for the fruit-based tablet computer (as nearly all tablet computer accessories are), and it is a soft "briefcase" design with a shoulder strap. I needed a rugged case because the tablet computer will be deployed out in the field daily once I move to town.

Typical Lollipop Hotties

Incidentally, the new Nexus 9 tablet was introduced today along with Android® Lollipop. The new Nexus 9 is supposedly selling for $399 for the base model. I am, at this point, not sure if I will replace the Nexus 7 with the new device. Why bother? I would probably be better off with a fruit-based tablet computer anyway. Once I move to town, I will have to rely on free Net "hotspots." My Net activities will be severely limited (i.e., Web browsing only).

On a side note, I ran into my formerly-homeless buddy in town this morning. Big trouble in in little Chinatown, specifically the Chinatown dormitory. The resident manager has been deliberately sending my formerly-homeless buddy's mail back to the senders. He believes that racism is involved. He has already sought legal aid and has been told to report the incidents to the police. He will be moving out in December.

Surveillance Mini-Update®
Just like a bad sitcom, the surveillance 'bot keeps coming back, the latest intrusion being 7:05pm HST this evening. Is there some kind of "terrorist" alert in effect?

Progress

There's very little need for daily "blog" postings, but I am attempting to "tie up any loose ends" before my scheduled move to the Chinatown dormitory. I still haven't secured parking for my vehicle, nor have I signed the lease for the mausoleum ... errr, dump. However, preparations for the move are nearing completion.

Typical "Loose Ends" Hotties

Incidentally, I provided brief descriptions of the Chinatown dormitory previously. Therefore, I have no plans to reiterate the latter unless there is a dire necessity. With questionable Net access after October 31st, there is no need to waste valuable time on mundane details.

I am currently drawing down all consumables and donating unneeded items to charity. Lightening the load in any possible way is my only concern. Sheesh!

Senseless

In my old age, I find myself even more astonished at the folly of humanity. Death by natural causes and nature itself looms everywhere for humans, yet we continue along the path of self-destruction. The number of ridiculous wars continue to increase globally. Famine and other financially-induced plagues rage on. So many ways to kill and die, all at the hands of other humans. Why?

Typical Immune Hotties

Nature provides its own ways to thin out the human population. Natural disasters are always looming. Disease is another venue. The Ebola crisis is a case in point. Who needs war when Ebola is here? Humans are now at a crossroads ... life or death.

The Ebola virus has the potential to spread globally quite rapidly. Each new carrier has the potential to introduce a pandemic into a previously unaffected area. With no cure available, the virus can incubate wildly. Casualties will increase exponentially until the human body can develop an immunity. By then, a significant portion, probably upwards 50 percent, of the human population will be decimated.

Typical Tropical Hottie

Imagine if the Ebola virus were to somehow infect the islands, not an unlikely scenario by any means. The tropics are an ideal incubation environment for diseases. The small, contained area of each island would promote rapid spread of the contagion. In effect, we would all be doomed.

Who would save the ol' lavahead? Well, the only one capable of providing salvation to the geriatric fool is a certain fitness hottie who has not come around yet. Will baby ever come around? Baha! Ha! Ha! Haaa!

Surveillance Mini-Update®
Just when we thought that it was safe, the Google® surveillance robot popped up out of nowhere, 7:15pm HST to be exact.

Gas Chamber

I am not certain, but I believe that several of us suffered from chlorine gas poisoning this afternoon at the gym. As is the usual routine for Sunday, a Filipino cleaning crew, all two people, clean the locker rooms and showers at 1pm every Sunday. For some reason, the Filipino guy who cleans the men's facility was using a concentrated chlorine spray to clean the mold off of the tiled walls. He may have been mixing chemicals as well.

Typical Fresh Air Hottie

Anyway, that's the time period when I complete my workout and take a shower. The whole locker room was filled with the noxious gas. I could barely breathe. I wondered how all the other guys in there could tolerate the contaminated air because I walked out immediately.

I waited a few minutes before returning to the gas chamber. There was still a trace of the noxious gas, but I believed it was at a safer level. Wrong-O! Within a few minutes of stepping into the shower, I felt dizzy. My nasal passages reacted as well. Then, I felt a headache coming on. I quickly showered, dressed, and exited the locker room. I also noticed that I had to purge my bladder every 20 minutes, which made a continuous bus ride back to Chaos Manor (read: rental housing) impossible.

Aside from another brush with death at the gym, I seem to be doing fine health-wise. My weight has gone back up to 142 pounds. I still suffer from skipped heartbeats and short bursts of palpitations. Diet-wise, I have been eating too many greasy "value menu" items at the fast food joint in Kahala most evenings. Of course, I supplement the crappy food with a good meal replacement smoothie from Jamba Juice®. Yet, I have to wonder ... what is the net damage to my health?