Thugs

The Nissan® Quest S minivan has been vandalized by unknown thugs. Two thin, albeit deep, two-foot vertical and contiguous scratches were discovered on the front and sliding doors on the left side. The vehicle doesn't even have license plates yet. Why deface my future homeless motorhome?

Typical Buckhead Hottie

By the way, an issue concerning alleged missing sections of the old journal has come up. Tiger old journal should be intact. The links to the chapters have been truncated, though. So, the chapters have to accessed sequentially.

Typical Rested Hottie

As the days to homelessness decrease, I find myself becoming irritable. The latest vandalism incident certainly didn't help. Living it of a minivan will be challenging, to say the least. The only issue that really bothers me is the matter of sleep. Will I actually be able to get a good night's rest? Then, there is the problem of needing to "drain the lizard" during the night.

Typical Fond Hottie

I am now considering a time limit for my homelessness, possibly two years. After that deadline, I may have no choice but to permanently relocate. I am not fond of the islands. I have been displeased with Hawai'i ever since I moved back. Believe me, this dump is no paradise.

Retrospect

As the "blog" moves rapidly toward mummification, there should be a brief moment to pay our respects to both the latter and the old journal for 20 years of continuous service. Yes, two decades of ramblings from the ol' lavahead.

Typical "Blog" Hottie

Once again, for any of the two or three remaining readers who have elected to part company at this time, infinite gratitude is extended to you. And, for anyone choosing to continue the journey on the recently launched social media conduit, a very warm welcome!

Gauntlet

Lots of confusion setting in as the final homeless decision comes to fruition. Actually, there was no homeless decision. Homelessness is a default scenario. Nothing more, nothing less.

Typical Default Hottie

The "blog" is in its final days as well. It could be mummified at any time (or the end of the month at the very latest). For those of the dwindling readership who are leaving permanently at this time, I would like to express my gratitude and offer a fond farewell.

Typical Seamless Hottie

Anyone continuing on until the bitter end, not to worry. The transition to the social media conduit will be seamless. In fact, the social media conduit has been set up already. It is all viewable by anyone. No requests or special accounts are necessary.

Typical Social Media Hottie

As stated previously, the social media conduit only facilitates very limited dialogue. So, there will be little in-depth coverage on any topic. Perfect for homelessness, eh?

Typical Valuable Hottie

Preparations for homelessness continues. I have divested my backpack that was serving as luggage. I cannot keep anything in the homeless motorhome (read: minivan) that looks valuable or looks as though it may contain valuables.

Typical "Good To Go" Hottie

As far as acquisitions, I only need a decent sleeping bag and the costly window deflectors for the minivan. Then, I will be "good to go."

Typical Sizeable Hottie

I should mention that the homeless crisis in the islands is out of control. Few people really know the extent of the crisis. Even posh Hawai'i Kai now has a sizeable homeless population.

Silence, Little Lamb!

Eventually, due to extreme political stupidity, homelessness will become a criminal offense. There's just no way around it. So little is being done to address the issue that eventually, when the truth surfaces, there will be a panic move to violent Draconian measures. Naturally, I will be right there "in the mix" when the gauntlet is laid down.

Social Mummification

I am already mummifying one of the social media conduits because of its unmanageable nature. Primarily, I cannot make that particular social media conduit accessible by everyone (without releasing more personal information). The associated "app" is huge, way beyond tolerable. So, the account will be mummified in a day or so.

Typical Social Media Hottie

The other social media conduit, in "microblog" format, will officially supersede the current "blog" in a few days. So far, it seems both manageable and workable. It is also fully public.

Typical Manageable Hottie

Actually, the implementation of any social media conduit is moot. The readership of the "blog" is nearly zero. So, as I edge toward homelessness, I will also edge toward total obscurity. I am fine with that.

Typical Inevitable Hottie

With that said, I have been inundated with doubt over the homeless decision. At times, I feel as though I should remain in the Waimanalo rental studio for as long as possible. Then, I come to my senses when I realize that "as long as possible" may only be a few months. Homelessness is inevitable.

Edging Toward Dereliction

This morning, my homeless buddy and I met as previously planned. We made a short excursion to the area where he and his cohorts have an exclusive "camp." It's the frontage of a rental storage facility.

Typical Overnight Hottie

The potential overnight parking spot is on the same side street as my homeless buddy's "camp," just before it forks in two different directions. According to my homeless buddy, only two or three vehicle park there at night, their owners being security guards for the adjacent properties. From what I can ascertain, undisturbed overnight parking may be possible until at least 5am. The local urinal is the gutter next to the roadside curb.

Typical Subsidized Hottie

My homeless buddy also disclosed that he's going back to Vietnam in February, much earlier than expected. He will be there for six months again. He also has plans to move to Alaska, although I seriously doubt that he would like the place. He believes that he can qualify for subsidized housing over there.

Typical Fortunate Hottie

Later, I chatted with Maka at the gym. He provided a few more homeless suggestions. I lamented that I never expected to end up homeless. "You're fortunate that you have the minivan," he said. Yes, I will be one of the more affluent of the homeless, for what that's worth.

Typical Decisive Hottie

So, the homeless decision is a done deal on New Year's Day, I suppose. Not really an adventure that I look forward to. However, what other options are there?

Return of the Mummy

I ran into Ann this morning in Hawai'i Kai. She is usually alighting the bus just after I board it at the previous stop. So, we have just a short time to chat. I told Ann that I was edging toward homelessness. She mentioned that the rental market has been tight and monthly rents have increased significantly. No surprise.

Typical Market Hottie

I restored my extreme monk haircut once I arrived in town. I am now cognizant of every activity that I am engaged in and how homelessness will affect the latter. Needless to say, the homeless life-style will be extremely challenging.

Typical " Loose Ends" Hottie

At this point in time, I am reviewing all of my thoughts and ruminations. I would like to "tie up any loose ends." However, I really cannot identify any topic that has not been covered somewhere in the "blog" or old journal.

Silence, Little Lamb!

Thus, the "blog" will be mummified at any time. And, that's regardless of the homeless situation. Notice will be short and abrupt. Then, the social media conduit will "go live."

Addendum. Aside from the earlier declared social media conduit, a new social media conduit has been acquired. Apparently, some clown had set up a Twitter® account using the ol' lavahead's e-mail address. The account (renamed to @tralfazlavahead) has been hijacked by the ol' lavahead. So, there are two available social media conduits now.

Mission Creep

As the day of homelessness creeps ever closer, I find myself falling into the same trap that plagues most of the homeless. That is, despair. Homelessness is not fun. And, because of the malignant "ownership society," there are few public venues available. Thus, most of the homeless spend all day at the main branch of the public library in town.

Typical Pastime Hottie

Loitering is the only pastime of the homeless. Loitering, of course, is only an issue when every place is considered private property. When I join the ranks of the homeless, I will be spending most of my time loitering since I don't plan to spend money foolishly on paid venues.

Typical Essence Hottie

One aspect of homelessness that even the homeless don't realize is that real freedom is at hand. The whole human "soul" of a homeless person is on full display. Vulnerability is at the forefront. Mortality looms in the background. The entire essence of human existence is laid bare.

Typical Intervention Hottie

Obviously, unlike the homeless, I do still have the option to change my mind, at least for a few more months. Yet, the end result will be the same. Barring any intervention by a "savior," I will end up homeless anyway.

Typical "Savior" Hottie

By the way, I am still suffering from the "conk" on the head a few weeks ago. Although I liked my previous automobile, it quickly lost its favor after the incident (refer to the "blog" post of November 10th).

Jean Michaels

And, today marked the debut of hurdy-gurdy hottie Jean Michaels. Unfortunately, downloading of hurdy-gurdy video clips has been mummified in anticipation of homelessness. Baby is a real hottie, though.

Welcome Home(less)!

I finally connected with my homeless buddy this afternoon in town. I disclosed to him that I have acquired the homeless motorhome (read: minivan). My homeless buddy was elated. As I have mentioned numerous times, my homeless buddy is probably the only homeless person who seems to truly enjoy homelessness.

Typical Scientific Hottie

Long story short, homeless buddy said that I can park the homeless motorhome overnight on the same side street that he and his posse have set up "camp." My homeless buddy is eager to "show me the ropes." He has homelessness down to a science.

Silence, Little Lamb!

So, there you have it. Full-scale preparations must commence now. Obviously, that means the switch to the social media conduit is inevitable.

Homeless Quest

As the days count down to homelessness, there should be a short tribute to the homeless motorhome (read: minivan). That is, the Nissan® Quest S basic minivan.

Nissan® Quest S Front View

The Quest S is probably the cheapest minivan available across all lines. It is, however, fairly large, weighing in at 4,300 pounds. So far, the petrol mileage of the behemoth has been fairly impressive. I am averaging 20.5 miles per gallon. Compare that to the Nissan® Cube, which weighs significantly less but achieves about 28 miles per gallon on average. Of course, I am driving the minivan like an old codger would.

Nissan® Quest S Rear View

The external trim is minimal with very little fake chrome. There are no alloy wheels that need to be polished regularly, just steel rims with plastic wheel covers. The entire exterior of the Quest S screams, "Budget!"

Nissan® Quest S Cockpit

The interior is fairly plush. Seats are comfortable. Lots of storage areas. No power sliding doors. No powered rear hatch. No power seats. No extreme sound system. As with all of the Quest models, the second and third row seating fold flat, perfect for sleeping. Sadly, no tinted rear windows.

Nissan® Quest S Rear Seating

The Nissan® Quest S minivan is the perfect homeless motorhome.

Smoke

The landlord commenced barbecuing at 5am this morning. I was rudely awakened at 6am by the smell of smoke, which filled the entire Waimanalo rental studio. The odor will linger for several days. Obviously, everything inside the rental studio will absorb the odor.

Typical Management Hottie

Well, I have tentatively decided to purchase a $225 one-month reserved parking pass for the open parking lot near the Aloha Tower. As you may recall, Butch's daughter is employed by the management firm. So, that will most likely be my overnight parking arrangement.

Typical Overnight Hottie

I will investigate other overnight parking venues once I join the ranks of the motorhomeless. If anything looks better, then I will change my commitment. Or, I could rotate between different parking venues every month.

Typical Commitment Hottie

There really are no other options. I can dive into homelessness now, or I can wait a few more months until the landlord requests that I move out of the rental studio. The end result will be the same.

Typical Social Media Hottie

No point in waiting and wasting more money on a dead-end situation. So, I will be moving ahead with appropriate acquisitions and divestitures. Thus, the days of the "blog" are winding down. Yes, we'll be moving on to the social media conduit.