Who could have said it better than Lippy Espinda, eh? Well, the Keeper
makes the journey home to Hawai'i ... this time it's for keeps. Get it?
Baha! Ha! Ha! Haaaa!
The Life and Times of The Keeper of Lost Lives
a time of reckoning for the ol' lavahead. After all, it's been a long two
years since LoserNet popped up on the Net. I have been thinking about my
mortality lately, which inadvertently spurred a few thoughts about the
concept of property. Humans have the curious desire to acquire property
and to attach value and inheritance to it. Why? There really is no need
to subdivide the planet and apportion the pieces to those who can afford
to pay. We have even attached value to intellectual property, trademarks,
and (now, of all things) domain names for the Net. Property is tangible
and durable. Life, on the other hand, is transient and fragile. Perhaps
we acquire property to ease our fears about our mortality. We need to touch
and hold things which we can control. The purchase of inanimate
objects or so-called real property allows us to exercise what we perceive
to be the ultimate control. Oddly, the quantity and net worth of our accumulated
property seems to be inversely proportional to our sense of mortal fear.
Alas, perhaps I have been playing Windows Solitaire far too much for my
Sunday June 1, 1997
Fortunately, I was able to procure some doughnuts
to enjoy with my cup of Monsoon Malabar coffee this morning. Baby did some
packing while I engaged in another marathon Windows Solitaire game. Sheesh!
I realized last week that I have not gotten a bill for my credit card purchases.
In fact, I have yet to pay for my airline tickets. I called the credit
card company only to learn that the bill was sent to Convalescent City.
Naturally, it is now overdue and there was a $20 late charge added. Funny,
I received my new credit card in April and also the offer for a no interest
loan (up to my cash advance limit). I took advantage of that offer prior
to leaving Hawai'i in March. Now, why did I receive all of that stuff and
not my bill? I don't think I should be paying the late penalty.
Monday June 2
We went to Border's late in the afternoon. I wanted
to do more research on the Windows 95 Registry, but there was only one
book on the subject. Everyone must be fiddling around with their Registry
files. I did happen to find information on a free Web virus scanner called
VirusSafe Web. Since it is available at my favorite price, I will have
to download it. We did a short cardio workout in the clubhouse and watched
Star Trek: DSN. We went shopping at Safeway late this evening. Baby
bought two pints of Safeway Select ice cream for a little snack. We ate
the ice cream with little guilt. After all, it is the end of an era. I
put up the last of the redirect pages for LoserNet. There was no formal
ceremony. It was just me and my beloved computer.
Baby went to her office this morning. She will
be tying up any remaining loose ends. I played another marathon Windows
Solitaire game. Then, I walked to 7-11 to buy a frozen burrito for lunch.
When I got there, I found that the burritos were sold out. I bought a blueberry
muffin instead. I came back and resumed my Windows Solitaire game. Baby
returned after four o'clock. She managed to also get the revisions from
her boss for the Web site that (the now defunct) Highest Source Consulting
was working on. I have been waiting for about three weeks for these revisions.
I was ready to write off the project. Well, maybe I can make enough dough
to pay for Windows 95. Sheesh!
Tuesday June 3
Well, it will be another week of Hawai'i Five-O
and the treadmill! At least we will get in a little bit of a workout, although
at my brisk pace of 1.2 miles per hours ... well, it may take a week to
burn off the calories from the ice cream. I forgot to mention that moms
called last night. We didn't talk for very long since I will be home in
less than a week. My bro is still waiting for that phone call to go back
to work. At least I will have company in misery. Maybe my bro will even
help me work on my poor six-four. Well, maybe not.
All I want to do is play Windows Solitaire. Is
it a sickness? I mailed my Windows 95 and Works software to Hawai'i. It
cost $8, which made me wonder why I did that. Baby and I ate lunch at Burger
King. We also went to Anzen to buy some Saimin and Manapua. I worked on
the Highest Source project and completed it. Hopefully, I will be able
to transfer the files up to their new home soon. I also completed and mailed
my loan application as per "Plan B." Now, I must wait about two months
to find out if it is accepted. Until then, I will have to make payments
to my present loan servicer.
Wednesday June 4
Baby has been suffering from bronchitis attacks
again. I have had hayfever attacks, which may or may not be related. Baby
has had three of those attacks in the last year. I'm not going to dismiss
allergies, but I have noticed a pattern. Whenever baby is extremely stressed
out, she seems to exhibit those very symptoms. I believe that it is similar
to a panic attack. She has been using an amphetamine-based bronchial dilator.
An "upper" can have a sedative effect on the body. Baby may be better
off with an over-the-counter tranquilizer. All I know is that there will
be many more stressful times ahead in this endless journey.
Baby drove to work in Sandy and I went along.
We showed baby's boss the final version of his Web site, and he gave the
approval for it to be uploaded. I received a modest amount of dough for
the work. At least it paid for my Windows 95 and Works. To celebrate, baby
and I ate at the Burger King in Gresham. Whoppers, our way, of course!
Baby also got a confirmation for her airline ticket to Hawai'i, so she
went ahead and paid for it. She will be leaving next Saturday.
Thursday June 5
I uploaded the Web files late this evening. I had
a lot of trouble because I didn't realize that Internet Information Server
looks for the file named "default.htm" to load. When I finally realized
that, I renamed the main file. I checked the result and was surprised to
see the same generic page the ISP puts up. Little did I realize that I
had set up my Netscape disk caching. I was seeing the cached file. Sometimes
I cannot believe what a fool I really am. I then sent up the template for
the CGI forms handler, but nothing worked. The CGI script did not know
where to find the template. I decided to call it quits. I will contact
the ISP tomorrow for advice.
The Bull wrote that he is now officially retired
once again. He just doesn't get paid what he is really worth, and there
is no telling how many millions of dollars that his sound financial decisions
made for the firm he was consulting with. There is a chance that The Bull,
the Bishop and the Cardinal will be visiting Hawai'i in July. The Bull
is content to be single again. He mentioned that quite a few babes were
hitting on him during his consulting stint. However, many of the babes
were married and that's where the Bull draws the line. He had lunch with
his former babe a few times. He is willing to take her back if she gets
her act together. Sometimes I am just amazed at how The Bull does it, but
I should know better. This man is a legend!
Baby met a friend for coffee and later met another
friend for a lunch appointment. She dropped me off at Border's first. I
spent a few hours reading Windows 95 books. When baby returned, we drank
coffee at the Border's café. I browsed through every single computer
magazine. Well, hey! I'm a computer nerd! I did manage to call the ISP
for the Web site I am working on. I was told to upload the template to
the Unix side. Easy enough. Confident that the process would take only
a couple of minutes, I decided to play Windows Solitaire for the rest of
the day. Well, I tried to upload the template to the Unix side as I was
instructed but to no avail. The whole process so far has added on an additional
three hours of time, none of which I am getting any dough. Sheesh!
Friday June 6
Moms wrote and mentioned that there was a call
from an employment agency for my bro. He never called back. He thought
that the agency was trying to drum up some business since he is receiving
unemployment compensation. When moms told me the name of the agency, I
realized that it was one of the two which I wrote to earlier this month.
I suspected that moms answered the call and mistook my bro's name for mine.
She does that all the time. I just hope that this does not cause a public
relations fiasco for the ol' lavahead.
I called the ISP again and found out that I can
only FTP to the Unix side if I am on the ISP's dial-up. The system adminstrator
was kind enough to let me e-mail the template so he would upload it. I'm
glad that the project is done! Baby and I went to the GTE PhoneMart. Baby
put in an order to terminate her phone service. I set up a limited (5 hours
per month) Internet account today which will be adequate for my needs.
I only want e-mail and FTP (to transfer files to LoserNet). For the $8.95
per month, I also get a small Web space. Baby had an appointment downtown,
so she dropped me off at Powell's. I spent two hours reading Windows 95
books. Baby came by to get me. We stopped off in NW Portland to find Rich's
Cigar Shop. No, I wasn't smokin' and chokin'! We were looking for a magazine
called P.O.V. because there was an article about LoserNet in it.
Many thanks to Kate (firstname.lastname@example.org) for bringing that to our attention!
Saturday June 7
Moms forwarded a letter from the credit card company
that has been giving me grief. My credit limit has been reduced by $3,000
because of my delinquent account. I called the credit card hotline and
was able to fix some of the damage. After all, the bill has been the only
correspondence not to show up. After I make a payment, I still need to
call the fools to reinstate my original credit limit and to insure that
the incident doesn't appear on my credit report.
We ate Chinese take-out from the Safeway deli and
watched yet another episode of Hawaii Five-O in the clubhouse. I
had forgotten that the movie Secret Admirer was on, so we only saw
a few minutes of it. That movie, if you read earlier portions of this journal,
has some significance in my life. My other moniker, Lou, was derived from
one of the characters (Fred Ward as "Lou"). We went to Border's afterwards.
Once again, we looked for the magazine and found it! The article is about
my old pal Loser and it is the June/July issue. When we returned home,
I called moms. I also talked to the bro and made final arrangements to
be picked up at the airport. Before I forget, many thanks to Professor
ShoeString (email@example.com) for writing in!
Fodgers and doughnuts ... for the last time! Baby's
friend came by around noon. He also brought his son and his buddy Eric.
It took us about four hours to move baby's furniture to a friend's place.
All that baby has left is her car. Her friend has offered to help her sell
it. Baby had a few more things to drop off, but she came back in time to
join me in the clubhouse and watch Star Trek. We did a little more
packing. Later, we went to CompUSA so that I could buy a new inkjet cartridge
for my beloved printer. We also stopped off at Fred Meyer to look around.
Sunday June 8
My days in Oregon have come to an end. However,
my time has run out in another respect. I no longer have the luxury of
cavorting around the whole creation like The Bull. As the old adage goes,
the buck stops here. Well, hey! I'm not Big Money Grip! Previously, I thought
that the journal should end with my return to Hawai'i. I was expecting
a happy ending to this story by now, but let's face it ... life is just
not that way. I am compelled to continue telling my woeful tale. I have
postponed the inevitable for too long. It is time for me to face my demons.
We'll see y'all in Hawai'i!
Baby and I got up early this morning. We left
for the airport a little after 7am, which turned out to be sensible. There
was no traffic on the freeway into Portland. The airport, however, was
crowded. Baby dropped me off and went to find parking. I checked in and
met her just as she came in. Check-in went fine. I was worried that the
big box with baby's stuff would surpass the weight limit. We drank coffee
at the Coffee People place. We had about an hour of time to chat. I boarded
the plane after the last call. Baby and I said goodbye. The plane was packed
with tourists. When I found my seat, there was someone sitting in it. There
were two pre-teen girls sitting next to each other, obviously sisters.
I asked whether the person was in the correct seat. The older of the two
was snide with me and I lost it. Fortunately, the situation was resolved.
I apologized for my behavior. I knew that this was going to be a long trip.
The plane taxied to the runway. Then, an announcement was made by the pilot
that we were returning to the terminal. A passenger decided not to make
the trip to Hawai'i. However, we were only ten minutes late when we arrived
in Honolulu. My bro met me at the baggage claim area right on schedule.
Monday June 9
I called baby immediately when we got home. Then,
I had a lot of unpacking to do. I sorted through the mail and found the
credit card statement that never made it to me. It was buried in a pile
of junk mail. I also noted that my so-called interest-free credit card
loan has cost me $90 in fees. I was infuriated. The cash vampires have
bit again, and they are draining me of every last bit of dough. I almost
went ballistic but I kept my composure. I uninstalled Office instead.
got up early and took the recycling to the local depository. My six-four
actually ran fine. There was a lot of recycling. Apparently, moms has taken
recycling seriously. My bro slept in because he was up until late this
morning. Moms and I walked to Koko Marina. I stopped in at the Satellite
City Hall and picked up an application to become a cop. Dirty Kimo may
become a reality. Later, my bro and I drove into the city. We went to K-Mart
so I could buy one of those big plastic storage bins. I need it to store
all of my computer nerd stuff. I also called the employment agency. I talked
to the guy who left the message with moms. He was indeed trying to contact
the ol' lavahead but not to notify me of a potential job. Instead, he told
me that he was unable to scan my résumé into the computer.
I knew that what he meant was that he could scan the résumé,
but the OCR reader was not able to decipher anything because of the textured
résumé paper. I also received more nonsense in the mail from
my favorite credit card company. I was about ready to lose it. So, I put
Mr. Potato Head in with the stuff that I will be taking to Goodwill.
Tuesday June 10
Fortunately, my bro restored my monk haircut. My
hair had grown out in the last two months. I felt like I had a wig on.
Sheesh! Annie called late this afternoon. We had a very pleasant chat and
I felt much better. She said a few things that made me think about what
I have done, what I am doing now, and what I may or may not do in the near
future. I have been experiencing sensations of derealization again. It
feels like I am living someone else's life. For all I know, I may be crossing
the threshold of sanity.
Wednesday June 11
|If you listen, you can hear the geckos in the
night. I got up early and took yet another load to the recycling bins.
Robert (firstname.lastname@example.org) called, and I spoke with him for the
first time. We had a very nice, upbeat chat. The Bishop called shortly
after that. He said that he is definitely coming to Hawai'i. He wants to
fly here at the end of the month. Basically, he needs a place to stay.
I'm not sure if moms is going to like the idea since there will be six
of us here already. My bro fried up some Portuguese Sausage for lunch.
Portuguese Sausage and rice! Lip smackin' good! After lunch, we took the
junks I put together to the Goodwill store sans Mr. Potato
Head. Baby persuaded me via e-mail that Mr. Potato Head should remain on
the LoserNet staff. My bro and I also stopped off at Kahala Mall to look
around. Did I look for a job at any time? Baha! Ha! Ha! Haaa! How can I
look for a job in my fragile mental state?
||If you listen, you
can hear the geckos in the night.
I received a confirmation of my big loan payment.
However, I noticed that my next payment wasn't until Valentine's Day 1999,
and the monthly payment would be increased to $590. I was infuriated. I
spent about 30 minutes on the phone in an attempt to straighten up that
mess. Left to their own devices, the loan people were going to set up a
payment schedule that would maximize my monthly payments. Sheesh! I protested
and my portfolio is being revised. I will be notified of the changes tomorrow.
I also called the credit card company. My payment has not been received
yet. I was assured, however, that my credit record has not yet been tainted.
After that call, I vowed to pay off the balance including the so-called
interest-free loan that cost me $90 and close the account next month. I
will be looking into a savings account with a debit card option. My days
of free-wheelin' credit are over.
Potato Head and I listen to Smooth-FM all day, every day. I don't have
my K-Mart all-in-one entertainment center anymore. However, I do have that
art-deco clock-radio-phone combo that my bro gave me. It works just fine.
Who needs bass anyway? Today was King Kamehameha Day here in Hawai'i. Since
it was a holiday, there wasn't much to do except work on my six-four. I
rebuilt the carburetor (again) in about three hours. When I started my
six-four, it almost ran like new. My bro and I went for a drive to Kuapa
Kai. My six-four ran good, but I heard some unusual noises that sounded
like they originated from the drive train. I inspected the drive train
later and found oil everywhere. It looks like I may have transmission problems.
Of course, that all came about after the loan people called. My loan payments
have been reduced to $439 per month. Whoopie! It really is a good thing
that I don't drink anymore. Sheesh!
Thursday June 12
I have only heard from baby once this week. I am
sure that she has been very busy. I have been thinking about what happened
between us before I left Oregon. I am certain that the stress of my situation
was the catalyst that led to our demise. I find that I am no less stressed
out than before. In fact, I am closer to the edge. I don't know what will
happen when baby arrives. I believe that she has come to accept the situation
as it stands. I hope that we will always remain friends and that we will
treat each other much better as such.
My bro and I walked to Koko Marina. I inquired
at several banks about opening a savings account with a debit card. I should
have seen it coming ... a debit card is only available with a checking
account. The cash vampires want $4 per month in service charges and the
debit card costs $12 per year. Thanks, but no thanks. We also went to the
auto parts store to find a socket and some parts for my six-four. The socket
listed for $12. Thanks, but no thanks. We drove to K-Mart. I managed to
pick up some junks that I needed for a reasonable price. We finally
found the socket at Sears or $6. We also stopped at the newspaper so I
could run the ad to sell Microsoft Office. After that, I decided to work
on my six-four instead of looking for a job. Three hours later, I found
that the problem was still there. My next step is to replace the transmission
Friday June 13
The Bishop called late this afternoon. He made
his reservations for July 15th. He will be here for three weeks. I am not
sure if moms will be excited about feeding seven people. The more I think
about it, the less I feel that my move to Hawai'i was sensible. I should
have just stayed in Convalescent City until I was completely broke. Then,
I would have become a true derelict ... collect cans, trade 'em in for
the deposit, buy many 40-dogs of King Cobra, and drop 'em back! Don't let
the smooth taste fool ya! Sheesh!
You're not superstitious, are you? I'm not, but
I think the sinister kahuna is trying to make a believer out of
me. I called the employment agency, the one that had difficulty scanning
my résumé. My buddy (I use that term loosely) told me that
he did not receive the new résumé I sent on Tuesday. A few
minutes later, he called to say that it just arrived. Yeah, right. I called
a second agency. I was told to fax or mail a résumé in for
scanning. I was told by both agencies that I would be called if an employer's
specifications matched the scanned keywords of my résumé.
Do you think that the keyword "LoserNet" will make the phone ring off the
Saturday June 14
I drove moms to town for her doctor's appointment.
Then, my bro and I spent the afternoon replacing the garbage disposal unit
and associated plumbing. I also purchased a transmission kit. I was going
to replace the fluid today, but I was too fatigued from playing a marathon
session of Windows Solitaire late last night. I did happen to call baby.
She was doing some last minute packing. Mel was there with her. Apparently,
Mel found a way to buy baby's car. Baby will be spending the night at a friend's.
Her friend will take her to Portland airport early tomorrow. For baby, her big
adventure commences tomorrow.
I drove to the airport early, but not early enough.
The parking structure was completely full. When I finally found parking,
I walked into the inter-island terminal and took the escalator to the third
floor to take the Wiki-Wiki shuttle. The line was extremely long because
of the agricultural inspections. Rather than wait, I literally ran to the
main terminal. Baby's plane arrived early. Baby was still waiting there
when I reached the gate. We took the shuttle back to the inter-island terminal.
We retrieved baby's baggage and waited in line at the car rental booth.
The line was taking forever. Baby decided that she didn't need the car
(it was part of travel package), so we left.
Sunday June 15
My six-four was making a lot of noise during the
trip to the airport and back. There was also a distinct vibration between
40 and 50 miles per hour. Traffic was heavy and I thought my six-four was
going to break down for sure. Fortunately, we made it home fine. I spent
the rest of the afternoon working on my beloved six-four. Baby kept me
company. We took a break and walked to Koko Marina. We had lunch at Yummy's
and stopped at Foodland to buy some bread for moms. Baby got to use her
new Mai'kai card for the first time.
inspected the drive train of my six-four. The differential looked fine.
I pulled off the rear tires and noted that the wheel bearings seemed to
be intact. It now looks as though I have two bad U-joints. I decided to
put the project off until tomorrow. Moms wanted me to cook a turkey in
the kamado, so that is what I did. Baby was tired from the long
trip, so she went to sleep early. I stayed up and played with my beloved
Moms mentioned that that her doctor put her on
new medication for calcium deficiency. Her chronic backache is also a symptom
of that malady. I am worried that she will develop osteoperosis. Moms is
not frail by any means. She works very hard around the house. After all,
she is cooking and cleaning for six people now. Baby and I have been trying
to help. We have also maintained a low profile so we don't get in the way.
My bro does a lot around the house. He likes to do home improvement projects,
but many of his projects are not always coincident with what moms wants.
I decided to do a little work on my six-four.
I spent several hours inspecting the drive train again. I cleaned off the
undercarriage so that I could trace the source of the fluid leak on the
transmission. Baby and I walked down to the auto parts store three times.
Basically, I have no idea what is wrong with my six-four. I am just going
through a Rube Goldberg process of elimination that is seemingly going
nowhere. Baby and I walked to Koko Marina later in the evening. Apparently,
moms and the bro had a little altercation about where towels should be
hung. It has become very apparent that my bro has assumed the role as head
of the household. I think that both he and my sister-in-law believe that
moms is a guest in their house. They sure treat her that way.
Monday June 16
My bro called pops. After all, it is Father's Day.
I also talked to pops although we did not have much to discuss. My bro
later told me that pops is being tested again for colon cancer. I am a
little worried because this time it sounds bad. I now believe that I have
returned home at the right time. I may never find a job here, but spending
time and being near moms and pops are much more important to me.
I filled in more paperwork for my loans and mailed
them. Baby and I walked to Koko Marina. I wanted to turn in my application
to become a cop at the Satellite City Hall, but I was told it had to be
submitted to the Personnel Office downtown. Baby and I decided to take
the bus to town. By the way, both of us are planning on getting bus passes
soon. We had to transfer at Kahala Mall. It took about an hour to reach
our destination. We walked to Honolulu Hale (City Hall), and I turned my
application in. Then, we walked further into the core of downtown. Baby
wanted to stop in at Liberty House to pick up some makeup, so we did. We
continued our journey into old Chinatown. I wanted to show baby this historic
area when she was here in March, but we could not find parking. Sheesh!
We found the open-air fish market. However, all of the shops were closing.
We were disappointed. We walked around town for a while longer. As it was
nearing dinner, we decided to return home.
Tuesday June 17
I opened the differential on my six-four before
dinner. Everything looked fine. I decided to open the casing after I took
another ride in my six-four. Baby came along to help me locate the source
of the drive train noise. It sounded as though it was coming from the rear
axle, either the differential or the wheel bearings. By chance, I decided
to check the U-joints again. This time, I took the transmission out of
gear. I discovered that one of the U-joints was loose. I lubed the joint
and took my six-four for a spin. The noise was getting worse. I feared
the worst. The wheel bearings are sealed units and it would be very costly
to replace them. I was ready to lose it.
I got up early with the intention of drafting
a few more employment queries. However, my beloved six-four was all I could
think about. I had bought new U-joints yesterday and decided to replace
them today. My bro helped me replace them. It took us most of the day.
We destroyed the first U-joint, but our learning curve improved after I
had to spend another $13 for a new one. We finally finished the project.
I was certain that the sinister kahuna was waiting for this moment
to deal me a bad hand. Baby joined me for the test drive. The noise was
completely gone! My six-four drove like it was new. When we returned, I
wanted to grease the U-joint completely. I discovered that my bro and I
had put the U-joint in backwards. I disconnected the drive shaft and pulled
it off the differential. My six-four began rolling. The rear tire was heading
straight for me. I grabbed the frame and held on for dear life. I yelled
for my bro to come and apply the parking brake. What a fool! I had the
car parked in gear but, when I yanked the drive shaft off, there was nothing
to stop it from moving. Well, at least my beloved six-four is back in service
again. Now, I can get on with more important things. Sheesh!
Wednesday June 18
Baby had a return call from a potential employer
yesterday. Moms had taken the call but she thought that baby was not home.
When baby returned the call, she discovered that the guy who had called
just went on vacation. Baby wasn't feeling too well for most of the day.
I am sure that the stress of the move has caught up with her, too. My bro
began the preparations to paint the house. I helped him remove the mold
that has building up over the years. He sprayed chlorine bleach on the
affected wood, and I did the rinsing. Baby felt better later in the evening.
However, we just stayed in.
Thursday June 19
Baby had an interview with an employment agency.
I did not want to drive downtown, so we took the bus. It took us almost
an hour to reach town, but we made it on time for baby's interview. I walked
around the Fort Street Mall. I happened to stop in Liberty House and saw
that there was an Aloha shirt sale. I opted to wait until baby could help
me pick out a shirt to buy. I walked through Chinatown via the notorious
Hotel Street route. Then, I returned to Fort Street and sat down on one
of the benches with all the other old guys. Baby called me on my beloved
cell phone when she was finished with her interview. I told her where I
was and she met me there. We went back to Liberty House. Baby helped me
pick out two Aloha shirts. We browsed at some of the other stores and walked
through Chinatown. Finally, we caught the bus from Chinatown to return
home. After dinner, baby and I walked to Koko Head Park and sat on the
bench in one of the vacant tennis courts. It was a beautiful and warm night,
although the wind was very gusty.
Friday June 20
Baby and I have not been doing much. We have settled
into the more relaxed kama'aina lifestyle. Of course, baby may differ
with that statement since I have been on the edge lately. I don't really
want to drive anywhere, and baby and I cannot obtain bus passes until the
end of the month. After we do get them, we may be going to a lot of different
places. What we save on gas and parking can be used to pay rip-off admission
Moms gave me a little bit of hard time for not
staying at home and helping the bro yesterday. He has begun to sand the
old paint. Moms also made some remarks about the job situation which set
me off. Baby wanted me to help her with a new résumé, but
I inadvertently left some material out. Baby became emotional and accused
me of changing her résumé and downplaying her skills. I lost
it and went into a tirade. Moms wanted me to drive her to Foodland. By
this time, I was in a real chastising mood. I went off again. Moms said
I was acting just like my bro. Later, I realized that moms was right. When
pushed too far, I am exactly like the bro, who happen to be exactly like
pops. In some respects, the whole situation is comical.
Saturday June 21
Baby and I had a cup of coffee in the small café
inside Foodland. After we were finished, we looked for moms. We couldn't
find her anywhere inside, so I looked outside. She had been waiting for
a while. I have no idea how she walked through the front entrance without
me seeing her since the café is adjacent to it. Baby and I went
to Ala Moana to look around. I also wanted to pick up some roast duck from
Patti's Chinese Kitchen. We also bought a small bento selection
of Sushi for moms. We brought the stuff home and put it out with the rest
of the entrées. Only baby and I partook of the duck. Only my nephew
ate a piece of Sushi. I am glad that I was in a calm frame of mind. If
I had been in the mood I was in this morning, I would have cleaned off
the dinner table with the back of my arm just like the way G cleaned off
his desk in one of my favorite episodes of Homicide. Baby and I
walked to Safeway in Kuapa Kai right after dinner. Actually, it is nice
to get away from the house. My bro, my sister-in-law and my nephew are usually
watching the tube. Yes, as you may have been wondering, Home Alone
played several encore performances. Lord have mercy!
Well, I finally received a call from one of the
employment agencies I wrote to. Unfortunately, I missed the call. The representative
wants me to call and set up an appointment as soon as possible. How do
you like that? Someone may actually be interested in hiring the ol' lavahead.
Well, I don't want to jump to conclusions. Once anyone discovers that I
have no skills, I'll be back in the unemployment line again.
I had a crazy dream that could have been something
straight out of a Dirty Kimo episode. Five clowns ransacked my place
in a degrading fashion. Somehow I found out who they were. I confronted
four of them. They thought they were going to pummel the ol' lavahead,
but I whipped out a can of mace and sprayed all of them in the face. I
knocked them all down and kicked each one of them in the groin as hard
as I could with steel-toed construction boots that I had acquired just
for that purpose. I finally found the leader. Of course, I knew that he
had been tipped off by his stooges. He had on some kind of face mask. I
sprayed him from behind. He laughed. Then, I threw a match on him and he
exploded into flames. I had sprayed him with a volatile substance. Am I
losin' it, or what?
Sunday June 22
Moms wanted to visit my aunt and uncle in Wahiawa
to drop off some of her home-grown grapefruit. My bro drove with his family
and moms, and baby and I drove my beloved six-four. We stayed there for
quite a while. As Wahiawa is considered the "country," moms and my bro's
family are rarely in the neighborhood. Their last visit was probably three
years ago. Mind you, Wahiawa is only 30 miles away. I saw some of my cousins'
kids. Most are adults now with kids of their own. None of them recognized
the ol' lavahead. On the way back, baby and I stopped at Kahala Mall. We
had coffee at Starbuck's and also perused the new Barnes & Noble store.
Baby cooked Lasagne especially for moms tonight. The family enjoyed the
meal. Of course, my cholesterol level has been elevated by the good food
I have been eating. Both baby and I have been eating too well. We need
to find a gym very soon.
Baby has been very stressed out, although she
has been handling it well. Her finances are not holding up well since she
has not been paid by the people who bought her furniture, her car and other
possessions. To make matters worse, the title to her car is still in her
name which increases her liability. This is something none of us needs
at this point in time. After helping moms with a variety of household chores,
baby and I went for a walk to Koko Marina. She bought a gift for her daughter.
We returned home for lunch. Baby ate a mango and I had a couple of slices
of Portuguese Sweet Bread. We then took another walk to Kuapa Kai. I promised
moms that I would cook the chicken and pork in the kamado. We were
a little late coming back. Moms had already started cooking. I took over
the duties from her. Baby and I had a pleasant surprise. Robert (email@example.com)
called and baby talked with him because I had to keep an eye on the food.
Monday June 23
Baby said that she could not help but overhear
a conversation my sister-in-law was having on the phone. Baby was writing
a letter to her daughter at the time. Apparently, my sister-in-law got
a blood test to verify whether she was pregnant or not. Baby said that
doctors use the same test as the over-the-counter kits. A blood test is
given to confirm any discrepencies. Moms had already told them that she
cannot take the stress of another kid. She lost ten pounds (moms weighs
less than 90 pounds as it is) because of having to share the responsibilities
that my sister-in-law seems inept at. Apparently, they have decided to
try for another child anyway, which will be moms' demise. Perhaps that
is the plan.
I returned the call to the employment agency and
set up an appointment for tomorrow. It sounded like I may be able to apply
for several Net-related jobs, perhaps on a consulting basis. Baby had a
noon appointment at one of the temporary placement agencies. She was told
that it would take about two hours for the interview and testing. Since
the agency was in Ala Moana, I decided to drive. Moms wanted to come along,
too. So, we all rode in my six-four. Moms and I walked around Ala Moana
and window-shopped. We had lunch at Shirokiya. I decided to have a discussion
with moms about the situation at home. She pretty much knew the whole story.
Moms conceded that there was nothing she could do if my sister-in-law has
another kid. Effectively, she has relinquished control of her own house.
Tuesday June 24
We met up with baby later. It did not sound like
she had a fun time at the agency. Baby had also called the other agency
to follow up last week's appointment. She received a mediocre response
from the employment counselor. We took a nice scenic drive through Waikiki
and the Kahala area. Actually, it is not all that scenic, but it beats
the freeway. Baby and I went for a late night walk and discussed the situation.
I am becoming more mentally fatigued by the day.
I was a little excited about my appointment at
the employment agency. Baby went along with me on the bus. We met with
Mel's ex-mother-in-law at the Fort Street Mall. She gave baby a check for
the car. When baby looked, she saw that it was $500 short. It started raining
and we ran for cover. We had enough time for me to find the office building.
Baby rode the elevator with me. I told baby to meet me in the lobby of
the building in 30 minutes. Two hours later, I was still in the cramped
office of a one-person employment agency. The woman I had an appointment
with was 20 minutes late so I talked with the attorney who shared the office
space. He essentially told me that Hawai'i was a lost cause job-wise. He
advised me to go back to the mainland, and he had substantial evidence
to back his words. The employment counselor, however, spent three hours
talking with me about a variety of things. She has become a multi-level
marketer for a new Internet mall. After many cryptic references to a variety
of possibly non-existent jobs and the overly patronizing ohana treatment,
I was given a lead. I have an interview tomorrow for a job as a copying
machine salesperson. Fortunately, I had my beloved cell phone with me.
It rang about two hours into the discussion. I thought that it was baby
calling to find out where I was. The call was about a computer analyst
position that I applied for. When I finally left, I took the elevator down
to the lobby. Baby had been sitting there patiently for over two hours.
I returned the call I received earlier and secured an interview for tomorrow
Wednesday June 25
|The meeting today has left me with a bad taste
in my mouth, so to speak. I really need to get into business for myself,
doing what I want to do. I need to take the advice of so many people, and
just do it. Maybe I'm getting a little cocky. Everyone, including my new
employment counselor, has stressed the importance of networking in the
kama'aina way. Take it slow and pay your dues, they say. Don't do
anything the haole way. They tell me that crap, yet the mainlanders
have already taken over. They control the big companies. They control the
wealth. The old kama'aina ways are only going to work if I want
to open up a Saimin stand. So, the big question is ... what should
||Don't do anything
the haole way.
I called the copying machine people and cancelled
the interview. I just couldn't imagine myself selling copying machines.
Baby went along with me to my other interview. She sat out in the lobby
and wrote a letter while she waited. The interview lasted about 20 minutes,
and I was certain that nothing would come of it. We stopped off at one
of the local banks to drop off her résumé. Later in the evening,
we drove to Barnes & Noble in Kahala Mall. The place was packed. I
can see why since there are very few other entertainment options that cost
the equivalent of a cup of coffee. Naturally, I read every computer magazine.
Well, hey! I'm still a computer nerd!
Thursday June 26
I was a little discouraged after the interview
this morning. I have less than two weeks before I will begin writing checks
for $425 every month for the next ten years. I am sleeping on the couch
in the back room which my bro and sister-in-law use as a warehouse to store
their stuff. I have to move my six-four onto the front yard every three
days so that the rubbish man (the local term for garbage collectors)
won't go into a fit when he can't maneuver his truck to access the trash
cans. Too many things are getting on my nerves. I have decided that the
time has come for Highest Source to become a reality.
I received a phone call from the guy I interviewed
with yesterday. He made me an offer for employment. Naturally, I accepted.
The job will only last six months, but I will be gain valuable intranet
experience. I had to go in for a physical examinations as part of the conditions
of employment. Basically, the examination was an intensive drug screen.
Baby and I took the bus downtown to the clinic. The examination took about
an hour. Baby walked across the street to Goodwill and did some shopping.
Later, we walked about seven blocks to the bank that baby dropped her résumé
off yesterday. Earlier, I had encouraged baby to stop in to check on the
status of her résumé in the hope that she would be able to
at least chat with someone involved in the hiring process. Well, she was
able to get an informal interview which lasted about 45 minutes. That was
a good situation because baby may have distinguished herself from all the
other candidates. After all, that is the nature of the job-hunting game.
Friday June 27
Baby and I have made it a point to go for nightly
walks. The weather, as you can guess, is conducive to that activity. We
walk around the neighborhood, or we go to the park and sit on one of the
benches. Sometimes we walk to Kuapa Kai or Koko Marina. It is also nice
to get out of the house. My nephew has become a real whiner. Since he receives
no discipline, he constantly whines and cries to get his way. The noise
is beginning to get on my nerves. During our walks, baby and I have noticed
the proliferation of the extended family concept here in Hawai'i. Most
of the houses in the neighborhood have been remodeled to add extra living
space. There are usually five or six cars per house. Some people have even
paved over their front yards to be able to park the additional cars. The
trend in Hawai'i is that the kids are returning home to live with their
My bro will be returning to work on Monday. He
found a position as a framer for a construction job. He will take a reduction
in pay, but the time will count toward his journeyman's license. My bro
left early this morning, so I thought he had already started working. Baby
received a call from the mortgage firm that she was interested in. The
call was somewhat of a disappointment. The duffer wanted someone who would
make him look good to his mainland superiors. Who needs that kind of nonsense?
We left for town on the bus shortly afterward. Baby wanted to drop off
her résumé with another employment agency. However, when
we found the address, it was located at one of those mailbox depots. I
had submitted my résumé by mail to that same employment agency
over a week ago. Hawai'i is ripe for con artists. For instance, we have
about 50 colleges registered here. Most are small institutions with no
classrooms per se. Sheesh! Baby and I also walked around town and
collected the business and tax documents for Highest Source. We took the
bus to Ala Moana. Baby had made an appointment to do some computer training
at the employment agency. I kept her company during the laborious process.
While watching the canned program sequence through the training, I realized
that there was a lucrative market out there in the software training field.
This could be another market for Highest Source. However, one of our major
problems will be how we will separate ourselves from the con artists and
Saturday June 28
Baby and I took the bus into town. We were originally
planning to attend the Taste of Honolulu event. However, we revised our
plans. We got off at Ala Moana and walked to the Ward Center. We dropped
in Border's for the first time. It was a nice store, but it was not as
spacious as the one we were used to in Oregon. We did a little window shopping.
Baby and I had a minor misunderstanding again. In retrospect, I can see
that I am still on the edge. We walked back to Ala Moana and looked around.
Baby felt a little dizzy, probably due to the extreme difference between
the air-conditioned stores and the ambient temperature as Ala Moana is
an open-air mall. We missed the five o' clock bus, so we had to wait another
hour. We returned home late. After dinner, baby and I went for a short
walk. Then, we called it an evening.
Sunday June 29
Baby and I were planning to go to Barnes &
Noble in Kahala Mall, but we changed our minds on the way there. We stayed
on the bus until Waikiki and got off. I'm not particularly fond of Waikiki.
It is a congested mess of overpriced stores catering to an elite clientele.
We spent all afternoon walking around. We hiked toward the Fort De Russy
area. That is about the prettiest area in Waikiki. I am sure that the land
is worth a lot, and there are probably many developers who would like to
see that land "privatized." Hawai'i is in a bad way, though. Right now,
it leads the nation in bankruptcies. There is a lot of political tension
in the air locally. Anyway, we missed the bus and so we had to wait an
additional hour. We were late for dinner.
Monday June 30
Baby and I took our nightly walk. Before we left,
baby had to go back into the house because she forgot something. She witnessed
my bro giving moms a hard time because the wind had extinguished the pilot
light in the heater. He had to light the pilot before he could take a shower.
Later, moms detailed to me that the bro was carrying on and kicking everything
in sight. Moms told him to get out of the house if he can't show her any
respect. All the while, my nephew was yelling, "Grandma bad!" No one stopped
him. I suspect that this situation will continue to escalate. There are
just too many people in the house. The tension is rising. Of course, there
is more to the story here. I will detail all of that nonsense later.
Baby had another training appointment at the employment
agency. We rode the bus to Ala Moana. While baby did her training, I walked
around Ala Moana. Baby met me at the bus stop and we took the bus home.
After dinner, we went to Barnes & Noble in Kahala Mall. I did a little
research and found the Hawai'ian translation of "Highest Source" ... Kumu
Ki'eki'e Loa. That may be the new name for my consulting business.
Kumu Ki'eki'e Loa Internet Consulting and Landscaping Service. Sheesh!
I also found a good book about constructing business plans. I may try to
secure a business loan. Of course, that will be way into the distant future.
More To Come!
As you can tell, I am still not working. I have
not heard from my new employer yet. Maybe the offer will be rescinded.
I may have to start pounding the pavement again soon. My bro and my sister-in-law
were on good behavior tonight. However, baby mentioned that my nephew was
yelling "Get out of my house!" when we were leaving for Barnes & Noble.
She thought that she heard wrong, but he did the same thing when she went
back inside because she forgot the house key.
Continue the adventure now ... let's hele on
to July now!
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