Pavlovication

Last Sunday, I was able to chat with my homeless buddy. He and the other ragtag South Street "campers" have decided to continue "camping" there for the time being. He also showed me his new combination LED flashlight and "one-million-volt" stun device which he purchased at a local firearms dealer.

Typical Armed Hottie

Apparently, life on the streets is becoming riskier. As it stands, my homeless buddy has the protection of his fellow "campers," who allegedly are fairly big local guys. Obviously, purchasing the stun device indicates that my homeless buddy is concerned for his safety. Yes, the streets of Honolulu have become extremely dangerous in less than a year. My homeless buddy has already mentioned three incidents of near-violent confrontations between the South Street "campers" and wayward intruders.

Typical Dangerous Hottie

Of course, my homeless buddy is better off with a can of pepper spray. Although his stun device is apparently legal in Hawai'i, its efficacy cannot compare to the law enforcement equivalent (not legal for civilians to possess in Hawai'i) such as the one that I previously owned. And, the device can only work in close proximity, which is fairly useless if the assailant has a weapon.

Typical "Early November" Hottie

Well, "early November" has come and gone. I am still wasting away in Waimanalo. There has been no further discussion with the landlord about the tentative move to the renovated Chaos Manor (read: rental housing). If the move is even approved by the landlord's son, I believe that the event will not occur for several months.

Typical Classified Hotties

So, I have resurrected the homeless motorhome (read: beat-up minivan) plan. Actually, a resurrection was unnecessary. It's always been an on-going concern. I have been perusing the automotive classified advertising continuously. My next meeting with the homeless buddy will include a query of any insight that he and his cohorts may have about motorhomelessness.

Typical Extreme Hottie

I had to restore my extreme monk haircut five days early thanks to the upcoming shower renovations at the gym in town. In fact, I will most likely be working out at a different gym location during the construction period.

Silence, Little Lamb!

By the way, the repulsive surveillance robot paid the "blog" another intrusive visit at 7am HST on Wednesday after it was triggered into action like Pavlov's dog by the ol' lavahead. Baha! Ha! Ha! Haaa!

Typical Pavlovian Hottie

Another heatwave is upon us. And, as we all know, heatwave equals hotties. Yes, the hotties seem to love heatwaves. The hotter the ambient temperature, the skimpier the attire.

Typical Heatwave Hotties

Sadly, there has been a recent shortage of pictures of young hotties. I surmise that the weather in other parts of empire is not conducive to posing for "selfies" in skimpy outfits.

Typical Summer Hottie

Bring on the hotties of Summer already! If we run out of pictures of young hotties, so be it. Just keep the hotties coming (no pun intended) until then. Sheesh!