Hey, I'm alive. I'm back in the 50th state for my seventh trip in 10 months. It's still 82 and sunny, in case you were wondering. Much has transpired since that last blog entry. Not in my life, but you know, generally. We moved out of our squalid little pied-a-terre (love that word) into our new house. I've spent three full nights in it so far. This hotel room, or ones exactly like it on other floors, feel more like my home. I've eaten entire menus at the fast food joints in Kapolei, and I've taken to naming the birds that land on the lanai. I have no idea if these are the same birds each time, but I can fantasize.
I'm putting the finishing touches on my travelogue piece, and will publish it soon. I'm hoping for a cease-and-desist letter from Extended Stay America, at the very least. Aloha `oe and mahalo nui loa (that means, goodbye, thank you very much, and that'll be $8.00 for a #2 combo meal).