Lost Days?

Rumblings have reached me about postless days. Hmm, what would have filled them? The CPAP Mask Saga, aka Hannibal Lector Is Back (being closer to the reality than these smiling, mask-free folks; think Hannibal Lector trailing a 6-foot hose on the way to the bathroom at 3 a.m. rather than CPAP Barbie)? Somehow the photos in the ads are nowhere near the reality. But one wonders how much folks want to read of the nightly saga...... Of course, the news is that in the rainy, busy days, the nightly hook-up can serve as an exercise alternative, i.e., the yoga position "the Plough." But do you really want to know the whole story?

Or, there is the Saga of the Cute Phone, so tiny, so cute, and so free to call the East Coast. It was a 5-day wonder. Prepaid, like the one Jason Bourne grabs from a kiosk in The Bourne Ultimatum, but taking a couple of hours to "get"; Jason would have sneered and my readers would have been so bored.


Or, how much does everybody want to know about educational technology conferences on Second Life? My old friend and his wife took me to breakfast to catch up on teaching with computers in Hawaii and Japan, as well as the TCC conference. Had I blogged this 3-hour breakfast talk, would there have been yawns across the globe?

My friend's mother had just died and the funeral was the next day; his wife's mother had left her with unfinished grief. They both urged me to start building an online community for "caregiver re-entry" since there is nothing that can be found in support of this hard (for some) time. Lots of ideas here (like social bookmarking at del.icio.us), but again, caregiver recovery is one of those things like the event you had to have attended to get the point about.

So to avoid blog burn-outs of boredom from my readers, there has been a blessed (?) silence.....

Hanging out with Don

This photo, taken on the quick, doesn't do justice to my charming friend, Don--sorry, Don (who was about to tell me something!) He's my good (translator) friend from Kitano-cho, in town now, and we went for brunch to Eggs 'n Things where he's been a regular for 20 years. Their photo page shows non-Japanese tourists, but it was almost exclusively Japanese tourist clientele when we were there (and a lot of the time). Super good (cheap--this is Waikiki!) food. Kona coffee is their "regular"--lucky me. We hung out the rest of the afternoon cruising Ala Moana Beach and then swung over to his condo on the 42nd floor with the killer views of Honolulu from Tantalus Mountain to Diamond Head. It was a really fun day!

Don's gift: Punahou Carnival Mango Chutney! Something like 10,000 jars sell out in the first 2 hours! Burleigh's daughter Linda had lamented that she was a little too late to get any (having come from Santa Fe!) and Don had no idea mango chutney is in my top-5 food favorites. I'll hand-carry this with me! Thanks so much, Don!!

Early Morning Lights Out
4:16 a.m., something wasn't right. Aha, no air...the CPAP mask wasn't working. Aha, again, the electric clock was out, the lamp wouldn't turn on....lots of clues for an outtage. No lights around the neighborhood--whew, it wasn't just here. Got up later and it is amazing how dark it is in Hawaii at 7 a.m. Down to the street to get the paper and sure enough, the traffic light wasn't working. To make a long story short, a bit after 7 I opened the fridge to get Piha's food and the fridge suddenly turned on. I jumped a foot, then relief set in. Much more relief when everything worked, the Internet connection, etc. So nice to have a little scare that turned out to be a non-event.

Sleepy in Hawaii

Day 2 in Hawaii: Since this is my diary blog, where I tell the unvarnished truth, let me say I am so tired and sleepy I can hardly navigate. Very little sleep last night with lateness of to bed and Pihalani, who sleeps all day and prowls and teases all night. Plus my discovery of rainout with my CPAP machine--even with humidifier on lowest setting, it must be too humid here to use a humidifier....have to study up today. So only went to Manoa Marketplace, close by and residential driving and familiar to me. Wind so strong it turned umbrella inside-out and the handle punched me alongside the head! Sun back out by the time I got settled back at the house, of course!

Pihalani thinks the twistee on my power adaptor is awonderful toy--bye bye, twistee!