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Part of my plan in switching cheap "smartphones" and the associated carriers was the idea that the iPad® tablet computer would be divested immediately. Wrong-O! Apparently, its resale value has gone down along with its popularity. Blame the faddish "phablets," if you will. My only hope is my homeless buddy. He loves technology gadgets, so he may be interested in purchasing it.

After the last theft attempt at the gym, I have become wary of keeping anything of value. There's always somebody who wants my "stuff" much more than I do. In addition, I have lost interest in owning nice "stuff." I am an old codger. I don't need to impress anyone. And, who would be impressed anyway? Certainly not a certain fitness and training hottie. Sheesh!

The "jury is still out" concerning the homeless decision. I should mention that there was an interesting article in the local newspaper. An elderly homeless guy has been convicted of robbing a local bank. He has actually robbed a number of local banks over many years. His motive, however, had nothing to do with the stolen money. The robberies were the means to receive several years of free room and board in prison. Turns out, there are a few homeless guys using the same modus operandi. Homelessness is not fun. Only my homeless buddy seems to enjoy homelessness.

I have been viewing the RT news stream religiously, at least while I still have dedicated Net access. Yet, I have to wonder what good that does. It's all fine to be well informed, but being well informed is certainly not moving me away from homelessness. And, there's no sense in being informed when the entire populace of empire has fallen prey to government and corporate propaganda.

Another day, another dollar ... short. I restored my extreme monk haircut. Unfortunately, the haircut was not up to standards. Oh well. Who is going to notice anyway? I am an old codger. Fashion and geriatrics don't mix. The days have been dragging on, primarily because of the increasing prospect of becoming homeless. Needless to say, I am demoralized.

For no particular reason, I decided to embark on my evening outing to Kahala after a long hiatus. At the time, it seemed like a better idea than returning to Waimanalo early. Anyway, I made the usual rounds. Nothing exciting, but I felt less demoralized. A change from the mundane routine is always good. Unfortunately, the homeless decision is still looming in the background.

Once back in Waimanalo, I was confronted with a backlog of tasks in preparation for homelessness. What else could I do but procrastinate? Frankly, I should just "throw in the towel" and head straight to the nearest homeless shelter right now. Donot pass "Go."

Well, I had hoped that the archive of pictures of young hotties would have been completely depleted by now. Oddly, there are still hundreds of pictures in the queue. So, the "blog" will continue to feature at least seven pictures of hotties daily for many, many more months.