According to Oxfam, the 12 most affluent individuals (families) on the planet control wealth equivalent to the bottom 50% of the global population. And, the “one percent” (i.e., “Epstein class”) have more wealth than the rest of the entire global population. These are the people who are currently choreographing the events that are transpiring globally and regionally. Obviously, a fact worth pondering upon as the “shock to the system” approaches.
Well, the last salad from the ABC Store was procured on Tuesday afternoon upon arrival in Waikiki from town. The cumulative receipts were redeemed for another free reusable shopping bag. Salads from the ABC Store may still be purchased on a sporadic basis, no more than one per week (if at all). Unfortunately, the $1 increase in price has surpassed the value threshold.
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| Room Essentials® Dish Chair |
Also on Tuesday, a Room Essentials® dish chair (made in China) was purchased from Target® for $30 (not on sale) during the afternoon outing to the International Marketplace. The dish chair was somewhat cumbersome to carry back to the mausoleum in the “old folks home.” The gym workouts definitely contributed to the ability to keep the 20-pound chair elevated during the entire trek back.
The Room Essentials® dish chair was coveted ever since it was espied in the Target® store in Ala Moana Center a year ago. The dish chair is only available during the annual “Back to School” sales. The Target® “app” stated that two were available in Waikiki. However, both were nowhere to be found. The Customer Service desk personnel proved to be helpful, and the dish chair was located in storage.
Originally, the plan was to use the Circle 360® membership to have the dish chair delivered to the mausoleum for free, but it was curiously not eligible for delivery. Well, the dish chair makes a nice mendicant addition to the squalid mausoleum. It is a smaller portable version of the old Papasan chair that adorned the townhouse in Kane’ohe. Will it replace the beloved chair? No.
Purchases at Target® increased this week and the week prior. The reason? Both weeks have had a deal where $100 in purchases yields a $20 reward. So, food and other products, nothing superfluous, are being procured. Reducing expenses is the main priority.
On Wednesday, another atrial fibrillation (AFib) event occurred at 11:45am in the gym, just before taking a lunch break with a Gala apple and a banana. There was no problem during the weight workout. The cardio workout was mummified. The AFib event continued through the ride back to Waikiki on the bus, in the mausoleum in the “old folks home,” and the afternoon shopping outing to the International Marketplace. Heartbeats abruptly returned to normal after the final gulp of the last emergency bottle of BodyArmor® Lyte. Peak heart rate was 131bpm and the duration was 6 hours exactly.
Quality of sleep the night prior was poor. Sleep was also short at 5:20am by the sound of an automobile horn. The owner of the vehicle is the only asshole in the neighborhood who has the horn set up to sound (i.e., annunciator) when the alarm is activated or deactivated. There is a personal willingness to forcibly cram his oversized cranium up his rectum. Well, after all, he is an asshole.
Early Thursday morning, the unidentified asshole deactivated his vehicle alarm at 3:15am and activated it again at 6am. The horn was heard loud and clear both times. The fucktard probably suffers from insomnia and takes his shitty vehicle out for a drive to relax. What the asshole needs to do is take a dump in his commode, then shove his oversized cranium into the bowl, pull the plunger, and give himself a “dirty whirler.”
Quality of sleep was somewhat poor, but there was no AFib event. Later in the afternoon during the outing to Target®, a box of Up&Up® earplugs were procured for $4 (not on sale). Earplugs are essentially useless as chronicled in Notes. That’s why all previous stocks of earplugs were divested. However, there’s no other choice. Closing the windows in the mausoleum is not an option during warm nights. The air conditioner is too noisy to run all night.
Sleep last night was even worse in quality. The resident manager was doing work in the multi-purpose room above mausoleum. He tries to be as quiet as possible. However, even plunking down his water bottle on the table creates a thunderous boom below.
The sound of an automobile horn broke the silence at around 2am and four times at 6:30am. Is the unidentified asshole attempting to make a statement? The heat must be driving the fucktard nuts.
On a side note, “Orange Bad Man” has officially restarted the kinetic Ramadan War (on orders from Benzion Mileikowsky). The Summer heat must be affecting his puny mental faculties as well.
Miscellany: On Wednesday afternoon, batches of celery and pears were available in the multipurpose room in the other building in the “old folks home.” So, a couple of each sufficed for personal consumption. Definitely made up for a bad day.
Addendum: One symptom of meralgia paraesthetica has made a comeback a couple of weeks ago. Itching on the right thigh has been persistent. No pain or numbness, though. Hydrocortisone cream seems to have no effect.











