Ol’ Lavahead Day 2022

What even is this?

Sixty eight years of age. Another year older, another year closer to death. Perhaps that has been the main cause of the recent bouts of anxiety. After all, these are the “twilight years.”

Death is an obsession for chimpo sapiens, the curse of consciousness, as described by the Great Prophet, Ernest Becker. And, for people living in the “twilight years,” the curse is even more pronounced.

Ol’ Lavahead Day 2022 was purposefully uneventful. There is no reason to celebrate the ever-closer proximity to the end. After, the denial of death is what keeps the chimpo sapiens sane and in check. However, if the façade breaks down, then “all hell will break loose.”

The Post Office mailbox has been mummified. Mail forwarding to the mausoleum at the “old folks home” in Waikiki was activated on November 15th. In the interim, the slow and meticulous process of performing manual on-line address changes was completed. Problems are still anticipated with certain recurring online credit card payments. In a way, this is a sad day. The Post Office mailbox was maintained for many, many moons. And, of course, the decision appears to be just another preparation for death.

Addendum: At the last minute, dinner plans were changed to Ala Moana Center, where a meet-up with Lori was scheduled. Dinner was courtesy Panda Express®.

Miscellany: A big-ass can of Sapporo® brewski was procured at the detestable ABC Store upon return to Waikiki, but not to celebrate Ol’ Lavahead Day.

Postscript: Reports indicate that the “COVID” riots in China are going to reduce the availability of the iPhone 14 Pro line significantly. Only a “stroke of luck” led to the procurement of the rare device.