Vilification

For any interested parties, my homeless buddy has essentially stolen $172,800 in cash benefits and $129,600 in food subsidies (for a total of $202,400) over the past 12 years after fraudulently claiming disability benefits for mental insanity. That's a nice sum of "free" money, eh? Of course, that's a "drop in the bucket" in comparison to the fraud perpetrated by the moneychangers and powers-that-be.

Typical Genuine Hottie

Incidentally, my homeless buddy will be "camping" on the streets for 18 months before returning to Vietnam for another six-month visit. Apparently, that's the ideal cycle for him. And, that's the only way for him to stash money away. Obviously, not an easy life. I certainly don't fault him for his sacrifice.

Typical Deferred Hottie

In my case, homelessness continues to be deferred for no apparent reason. I really don't understand why I won't "bite the bullet" and immediately procure a homeless motorhome (read: beat-up minivan). I am going to end up homeless anyway.

Typical Young Hottie

And, really, having a "home" is not all that great. I am usually back in Waimanalo by 6:30pm. There's absolutely nothing for me to do. So, I spend all evening with the cheap $50 "smartphone." I rarely use the new "smartphone," even though its $180 price tag makes it a "disposable" device.

Typical Alternative Hottie

Anyway, I view the real news (i.e., non-"mainstream") on the cheap "piece of shit." And, I read articles on various alternative news sites. Sometimes, I really waste time by downloading choice hurdy-gurdy video clips. And, occasionally, I compose the "blog."

Typical Handful Hottie

With only a handful of years left in my projected lifespan, I simply cannot understand why I force myself to be embalmed in such a way while sequestered in a tiny, albeit expensive, mausoleum in Waimanalo. How much worse can a homeless motorhome be?

Typical Realistic Hottie

Homelessness is looming no matter what. There has been no further discussion with the landlord about the tentative move to the renovated Chaos Manor (read: rental housing). I am expecting some kind of notice to vacate the studio in Waimanalo at any time, though. So, I should realistically target my exit by mid-December.

Typical Dynamic Hottie

And, let's face the facts. Homelessness cannot be planned or engineered. The homeless environment is hyper-dynamic. Change happens quickly, and usually not for the better (thanks to the increasing Draconian measures being instituted by the authorities).

Typical Instantaneous Hottie

Homelessness itself happens instantaneously, so few victims can adequately plan ahead. Thus, my foray into homelessness should begin with the acquisition of a homeless motorhome. Then, I just have to drive it off into the world of the homeless.

Typical Gym Hottie

Well, going to the gym in the Ala Moana area has been interesting, but not exactly enjoyable. However, having my membership include that location will prove essential when I become homeless.

Typical Gale Force Hottie

The effects of my recent foolish head injury continue, although I have postponed any medical attention for now. I have, of course, altered my routine concerning the storage of crap in my tiny automobile. Needless to say, the acquisition of a beat-up minivan will solve the problem in the long run.

Silence, Little Lamb!

The heatwave has been replaced by gale force winds. Not to worry, the pictures of young hotties will continue regardless of weather conditions. Baha! Ha! Ha! Haaa!

Typical Summer Hottie

Bring on the hotties of Summer already. Who cares if the ol' lavahead becomes homeless? Shit happens.