Dead Battery, Breakfast, and Flowers.

Moped battery died over the last few days. Seems I just can’t keep a moped running to save my life. Bought a float charger and have the battery hooked up to it.. Hopefully it’ll work. Otherwise I’m not real sure how I’m going to get to the airport tomorrow for my flight to Hilo..

Anyway, I decided that I should go get some breakfast rather than sitting in the garage watching my battery charge, and on my way saw some pretty nice flowers.

Apparently something’s wrong with WordPress’ photo uploader. Check back in a few hours for the pictures (hopefully).

Still not working right, cant seem to charge the battery strong enough to actually start the bike, my life sucks and I’m sick to fucking death of things not working out for me. I don’t ask for much. I need a way to get to work. I’m perfectly content with a moped. I don’t ask for a Lexus. But I need the moped to fucking run.

I’d have a nervous breakdown but I can’t afford the fucking doctors bills. Fuck this.

More random shots

King Kalakaua Building across the street from Iolani palace. We were here for today’s blood drive.

Some flowers

The more I think about it the more I think this phase of the Hawaiian Experiment may be drawing to a close. If I come back I’ll have a much better idea of the challenges I face and the things I need to do to meet those challenges, as well as a reasonably good map of the state in my head, which counts for a lot.

So much of the first few months here were spent in a depressed, bewildered state because I simply didnt know where anything was.. I feel sort of like I’m wimping out, and maybe I am, but I just don’t think that I can take the upstream struggle against money and job and crushing loneliness that my life here has been. I need four things. I could perhaps tough it out here until I attain those four things, but I think I need to regroup and relearn how to be with people.. I’ve been running from ever since my marriage blew up. Time to start running to.

To what? Well, I guess we’ll see!

See comments in previous post

Here’s the deal. I’m going to be working my nuts off for the next few days so updates might be slow in coming. But I *am* monitoring the discussion in the post before this one (about maybe leaving for the mainland) and will be contributing to that as time allows. As it is I’ have to go to work. God forbid I string 8 hours of sleep together.

Kona: No Can.

Would have been at the airport getting frisked at the time of this writing if I still had my ID.. Instead I’m getting ready to go to work at the center and then I begin my great battle with the DMV tomorrow. I’ll probably need some help from Dan and my mom, so if you guys could preemptively start digging through any important looking papers I left at your respective locations that would be good.

Didn’t do anything yesterday. In bed at 1800.. Went to a party at Paul’s, thereby completing the circle.. Remember when I first got here Paul’s garage was my 2nd exotic island location. Well I went back. Had a great time, drank too much, and watched his kids (and everyone else’s) run around. His sister is selling a Dodge Caravan for pretty cheap and I’m thinking about maybe buying it.. But first I have to deal with this whole driver’s license thing..

So wish me luck. I’ll be chronicling the hell of DMV in upcoming days.. We’ll see if the spirit of Aloha lives there. Never been to a DMV that wasn’t full of angry, surly drones..

I just can’t win.

You know how it sort of seems like I haven’t really had any horrible drama in my life since I got the moped thing cleared up? I was really enjoying that. Then last night I went to KFC to get some chicken and try to pay with my credit card.

“We need to see ID.” they say.

“OK” I reply, pulling out my wallet. Which had no ID in it. So I paid them in cash and started freaking out. I havent switched to a Hawaii driver’s license yet because of my schedule and my great hatred for the DMV. So now I’m in a new state without any really good identifying information and I’m going to have to try to get my license replaced without an old one to turn in.

Dan, I might need you to root through some boxes for me. I’m totally screwed.

And to add to the disasterous nature of this, I was scheduled to fly out to Kona tomorrow. Not gonna happen. No license, no plane.

Just when my life didnt totally suck, I guess it’s time for it to start sucking again. Blech.

http://www.rifftrax.com/

That’s all I really did today. Downloaded the Rifftrax for all three Star Wars “prequels”, The Matrix Reloaded, and Indiana Jones Raiders of the Lost Ark. Watched em all, took huge naps, drank “Bohemian Highway” Merlot (fantastic!), and never really left my room all day except to lay around in the back yard for a while and pee on the neighbor’s hibiscus.

http://www.rifftrax.com/

http://www.rifftrax.com/

Check them out. It’s Mike Nelson from Mystery Science Theater and his buddies making downloadable audio tracks to listen to over big name movie releases. Fucking awesome. Many a laugh out loud, some prolonged, and in lieu of actual people to hang out with, a great surcease to my loneliness

A day of loafing

Writing this one super fast before heading out to work. It’s 0300 and I just thought I’d give my loyal readers something to read even if it isnt very interesting.

Yesterday I didn’t do jack shit. I stayed in bed and read, watched movies, and ate food. It was great, but doesn’t make for particularly interesting blog fodder.

Next few days are going to be super early days like this so my output generally falls off on these early morning days. Rest assured that if I see anything totally kick ass I’ll get it on here. If I miss a day, well, be patient I guess

As always, thanks for reading this blog. It’s great fun for me to write in and I appreciate you all giving me my little audience. There are times when this is the only way I can share my daily thoughts and events and I am glad you all find it worth reading. I know it’s good for me. Thanks.

Surprise BBQ party!

Got home from work and there was a vat of meat marinating in the fridge, so I got some beer and I guess we’ll see what happens.

Had a nice hell-bent moped ride to work today. it’s actually 20.5 miles there and I can do it in 40 minutes. Full throttle that little bike, baby. All the way!

Work was a drag, but it’s over for a day then off to Hilo for a few days for work.

I’m thinking about taking another stab at writing a stand-up routine.. Just for shits and giggles.

My burn is finally starting to peel.

Gotta clean my room.

More tomorow

H-h-heeey, Kids! It’s Me! Yucky the Slug!

Sorry I’m so blurry! Guess I was just mo-hoo-hoovin’ a little too fast for that cell phone!

Heh heh!! Whooa-oh! I think I lost a contact! Hyuck hyuck! It’s Me! Yucky the Slug!

Saw this guy on my way to catch the bus this morning. He was active as hell. If I thought for a second my phone could do it I would have shot video of him. But the light was bad, and my flash wont run for video. Entertaining little bugger.

Had a good day at work and got some good news on that front. I’m not really ready to divulge the details, but it’s pretty exciting. And on that front lately anything that makes me want to kill myself less is good news, so exciting is pretty awesome news!

Here’s a flower. Treated myself to Boston’s Pizza tonight after work and these guys were in full bloom.

Work tomorrow super early (0515 start time) so everyone that reads this between now and then make a wish that all nasty road hazards (i.e. screws and the like) stay out of my new tire! Thanks.

Yep. Quik Fix. Not good.

I couldn’t get Frank to come out to Ewa Beach to fix the flat on his own bike that I’m using while he does (apparently) nothing with mine. Unbelievable. I think I’m just going to have to cut my losses on the whole moped fiasco (if I ever get mine back, that is) and buy a car or something. This is fucking insane. It’s a horrible Kafka-esque nightmare and it’s all over a damn moped for god’s sake. I could actually lose my job while he fucks around with this thing. Fuck.

So yeah. Sorry, Carol. Apparently Quik Fix isn’t living up to the standards he set when you were here. No blame to you. You offered advice you thought good. But I wish I’d never heard of the place at this point.