Amalgamation

I have spent a little bit of time with the new Motorola® Moto G "smartphone." There is not much to tweak on it, but I did my best anyway. Heck, it's a minimalist device. There is absolutely no "bloatware," not even a voicemail "app." For me, it is a premium device. Of course, most people would laugh if they saw it. The Moto G obviously cannot compare to $650-plus "smartphones." Oh well.

Typical Moto G Hotties

There isn't much justification for the procurement of the Moto G aside from the fact that I can switch carriers and service plans by simply swapping out SIM cards. Oh, yes, the digitizer on the Moto G is very accurate, by the way. I am actually able to finger-type with less frustration than on the old cheap "smartphone."

Typical "Smartphone" Hottie

Oh, I don't know anymore. I don't need any of those technology gadgets. They are a "pain in the ass." Heck, I haven't even downloaded any "mainstream" flicks on the cheap "smartphone." I have only viewed five flicks this Summer.

Typical Gym Hotties

I have lost interest in my gym workouts as well. I still perform my grueling workouts daily, but I am not very enthused. I suspect that a low testosterone level (read: "low-T") is the culprit. The geriatric downhill slide is commencing.

Typical "Test" Hottie

Perhaps that explains why no hurdy-gurdy video clips have been downloaded in a long time. Low testosterone, an old codger's nightmare. And, to add insult to injury, the Vienna Sausage has refused to submit to "testing." Downhill slide. Sheesh!

Typical Healthy Hottie

I have been dining every night at the fast food joint in Hawai'i Kai. I can't say that I have been eating healthy food, what with so little money left before the default to homelessness. So, I have had to increase my daily dosage psyllium to compensate for the grease consumption.

Typical Cargo Hotties

On Sunday, while sitting in the fast food joint, I observed a large cargo van in the parking lot. The rear doors were open all the while. At first, I thought that it was a legitimate service vehicle. My curiosity, of course, was peaked. I later suspected that it was a homeless motorhome. I drove my vehicle slowly past it as I exited the parking lot. I was able to see inside the cargo van. The was a large couch flanking the left side and a few small unidentifiable possessions on the floor. The sofa was most likely a convertible sofa-bed. So, yes, it was a homeless motorhome.

Typical Summer Hottie

The detestable surveillance robot paid the "blog" another intrusive visit at 2am HST on Sunday morning. Who cares? The hotties of Summer are more important.