Whoops, One Too Many Beers?

And this was just after his third beer.

Happy Birthday Tom

Tom returned from Las Vegas where he met his familia and from what I understand, he had the time of his life. He's not a gambler . . . no, really, he's not . . .

His birthday today. We decked him with a couple of leis and handed him a card rubbing in the fact that he was getting older. I think people like that.

Drinks all around. Don, Bob, Dwane and I met him at the Sand Bar and toasted more times than I could count. Good thing he took time off tomorrow.

New Dawn?

Saddam is dead. Think that will improve things? I am leaning toward the opinion that it won't help much.

Even with a new Congress, I tend to believe it will not improve with the new members holding the reins of power, however fragile their grip. Sorry, Ms. Pelosi, but I see little changes for 2008. Call me a pessimist.

Knowing humanity as I do, and I'm no expert mind you, the "Culture of Corruption" is here to stay for a loooooooong time.

Resurrection

I think I'm feeling better. Had a real bout with body pains and aches I thought not possible for the human body to endure.

I slept like for more of the day and well into the night. Dwane thinks I should see the doctors, but I think I just need to hibernate a little more to feel human again. Sux to feel like an animal.

Come sleep, take me!

The Weather Outside Is Frightful . . .

Seems like Hawaii is still trying to adapt to the changing of its axis. Cold one day, warm the next. Chilled one day, sweaty armpits the next. Gawd-awful!

High winds pretty constant and I'm wondering if I should really take out that old sweat shirt and wear it to work.

Nah, there's no snow outside. This is Hawaii!

The New Year Begins

How do we do it?


Dwane and I have been together for almost 14 years. We knew each other since we were well into our middle age. Now, we're really hitting the wall . . . okay, kidding.


Sitting in the new part of the lobby, the Sand Bar moved to, I feel, a nicer location. It sure was fun. Poor Dwane had a slight cold, but he fared well, seeing in the new year.


What the heck was I smiling so much about?







Gundy's picture.


Though he passed on, his spirit is with us still. We dressed him up for the new year.


What a guy.













Happy New Year Bob! Love the hat.









Of course, you can't have a celebration without our bud, Tom.

Happy 2007 everyone.

Can we hold off on the drinking for a while? I'm really think we need to exercise some temperance.

Who laughs!!?

The year ends in a month and though the year trembled with all this activity, it seems like nothing has been accomplished. Oh yes, there have been met goals, but the main project, the Condo, is far from completed.

Last night, the newly, partially installed wall bed (Murphy Bed) finally gave up the ghost and buckled under my grandoise body. We are back on the floor . . . practically. I was fit to be tied. Sorry about the cliche.

It does nothing for the morale, let me tell you.

Dwane tried to soothe my feathers, but I would not have it. I had to take a walk. That was around 1 A.M. I finally had to opt for the couch if I was going to get any shut-eye. I managed to work in one hour of sleep before coming wide awake again at 3 A.M. It's going to be a jungle of a day. Yikes, another cliche.

Oh, all right . . .

Politics . . . Gawd, I hate it, yet I can't escape participating in it. As an American citizen, I must participate. If I don't, then how can I complain, right?

It's election day (night), and the Democrats look to be winning the Federal House of Representatives. In fact, I think they just got the majority in the House. Bully. I hope they do a better job than the previous yahoos who were voted out.

You have to admit, the Repubs made a mess of things Why? Their leanings toward the religious right? Maybe. I mean, the legislators brought up a bunch of bills pertaining to individual's rights, the Terry Schiavo thing, the gay thing, and so on, all with the religious being involved. I got tired of the podium being turned into a pulpit.

Iraq? How's that for a mess? So many young kids dead or maimed because of a lack of material and quality equipment and because of bad decisions, lies, oil, big business. Can we win this war against terrorists? Maybe, if terrorists were attacking America. So far, the only terrorists are attacking their own people. The Dems had better have a plan. If not, then we may have to boot them out too. Maybe we could try Perot's party . . . what were they called?

Dems dominate Hawaii's political scene. This bunch is a real disappointment. Aimless and fat and sassy. They are so indecisive on issues that a snail can beat them in a race. The Republicans are as pathetic as their compatriots on the mainland, catering to the store front Christian sects who use tactics that cause most honest Christians to blanch in disbelief!

Let's see how the voting tallies tomorrow. I wonder if it will be a stunning show like when Bainum thought he was winning when, instead, Muffy won. I see comedy on the horizon.

Waikiki Sand Bar

was finally rebuilt in a different part of the lobby, farther toward the pool.

Athena was desparate for a kahu to bless the bar, she had it was christened by a Christian priest of the Nazarene sect. Interesting the Nazarenes. They were so pentecostal once, now they act like they are Methodists, or Presbyterians. They aren't the Nazarenes of the 1st Century Jewish sect, just goyim.

Mom is Nazarene, so was Gramps, her daddy. If Gramps were alive today, he'd shake his head in disgust because they were into "forms" of religion and did all for show and not from the heart. Is it any wonder I returned to the Hebrew practice?

It's all clanging cymbals to me.

Happy Birthday To Me

It's not often someone turns 56 and end up having it shaken apart.

I was lucky yesterday. Living in Waikiki is a long way away from the Big Island. The quake shook us up a bit, but no real damage really.

I saw birds taking off in droves just before the shaking began. I didn't realize the portent of it until then. Spooky. The building shook and swayed and standing was next to impossible here on the eighth floor. No, I wasn't drunk though that happened much later in the day when I joined some friends at the Sand Bar.

I saw pictures on the news. The devastation was really minor, compared to some of the stuff I used to witness in California. Still, it was sad for the people who have to deal with it.