Comfort

Going homeless (or not), that's now the primary focus of my time. The biggest obstacle is a mindset, one that permeates most of the population in empire and the developed nations (i.e., the "West"). I have been brought up in a "home" environment. My family moved from apartment dwelling to home ownership in the suburbs of Hawai'i Kai. So, I have lived somewhat comfortably during my formative years. And, I have been indoctrinated into the legitimacy of residing in a home. So, homelessness goes "against the grain" of my very upbringing.

One aspect of my approach to homelessness (i.e., motorhomelessness) is that I am able to pay for monthly parking in a parking structure in town for the homeless motorhome (read: luxury minivan). I am certain that the majority of homeless people with vehicles cannot or will not pay $100+ per month for parking. I may be able to find a parking structure that has a lax security regime, or so I hope. Of course, I would be very discreet when sleeping in the homeless motorhome. Unauthorized street parking, on the other hand, is a game of chance. Too risky for my tastes.

As I mentioned in the "blog" yesterday, I have absolutely nothing to do once I return to Waimanalo. So, I connect both the iPad® tablet computer and the cheap "smartphone" to the Net. Either one of the devices serves as the dedicated viewing screen for the RT news stream depending on the other trivial tasks that must be completed simultaneously. Believe me, without the RT news stream, I would go insane. And, Waimanalo is not exactly a great place to go insane. Sheesh!

In the meantime, I have mummified the internal debate (often described ad nauseam in the "blog") over "chump change" expenses and miscellaneous trivial divestitures of useless possessions. Either the expense is eliminated, or not. Either the useless crap is divested, or not. No debate necessary. Just know that my whole life, physically speaking, can fit unobtrusively in a luxury minivan. No one would even suspect that it was a homeless motorhome. Baha! Ha! Ha! Haaa!

Have you been enjoying the pictures in the "blog" of myriad young hotties? Do the pictures of gorgeous hotties add to or detract from the "blog"? There was a time when the "blog" only sporadically included pictures of hotties in postings. Now, there are seven such pictures featured daily. Well, there are several more pre-formatted posts awaiting publishing. So, we will going into the month of February with more pictures of young hotties.

Anyway, going back to the original topic, I have enjoyed a somewhat comfortable middle-class life-style. There were hardships when I was a mere youngster, but I have no recollection of the time. So, therein lies the difficulty with downgrading to abject homelessness. Yet, the time is approaching rapidly. All other avenues have been closed. Perhaps foolish pride keeps me from accepting the fact of my low social standing. I am no longer a member of any social class. I own no property. My material possessions are limited. I have no profession, no title per se. I have nothing but myself. And, there is no way to differentiate myself from the "low-life scum."

Foolishly, I decided to extend the tenure of my visits to the snobbish coffee shop in town for another day in order to take advantage of the $1 baked goods special (expiring tomorrow) and also exploit the free wireless Net "hotspot." I procured an expensive cup of coffee as usual. Otherwise, the agenda and itinerary of the day remained the same.

A certain fitness and training hottie made a surpise visit to the gym. Baby was most likely instructing one of the promotional exercise classes for new members. Baby was looking mighty fine, by the way. Unfortunately, baby did not come around. So, I will not be "saved." Boohoo.

On the bus ride back to Hawai'i Kai, I was privy to overhear a guy conversing on his "smartphone" to his mother. Actually, all of the passengers could hear him. He detailed his current situation, which was quite alarming. He was just in an automobile accident with this morning. With no insurance, he is banking on the fault being placed on the other driver involved. He was also in a motorcycle accident recently, which still hasn't been settled. Behind in his rent, he is going to ask his friends for loans. His doctor discontinued some of his medication because the latter allegedly lowered his blood pressure below normal. He will be seeing his "shrink" as soon as possible. He was trying to not think about his situation, or he might "crack." And, I thought that I had it bad. Sheesh!