What is this post going to be about? I have absolutely no idea… I just like the clickety sound that the keyboard makes while I’m sitting here coasting through my inner dialog waiting for my headache to go away.

I’ve been mentally singing “Mr Jones” by Counting Crows for the last three days. I finally listened to it today and realised I have no idea what that song is about.

Jeremiah’s off on a trip for work and so I’ve been home unpacking for the last couple of days. I’m pretty excited about having my own office… complete with epic battle scene, glass head,  and a dozen other insane things. I think this place will really start to feel like home now with all my crazy additions which before were consigned to boxes or weren’t even in the same state as us.

Thanks to my mother-in-law, I finally have a monkey-themed bathroom. It’s for pooping & long baths. I decided to keep all my Calvin & Hobbes and Far Side Gallery books in there. I’m debating whether or not to put my gameboy (tetris game installed) in there as a homage to days gone by and a friend I sincerely miss. Fazolies sounds good right now. Or Soupy’s.

There’s a hula doll man standing on top of one of my kitchen cabinets. Why? Because he doesn’t fit into our kitchen decor at all and I forget that I put him there and so when I see it again, it makes me smile because of how absolutely random it is. I also keep my “Canned Alaskan Black Bear” in the pantry with the actual food. (It’s really just a can with a stuffed bear inside).

I’m thinking of getting  a plant from one of my neighbors that looks like it could be on the Muppet Show. We planted tomatos, thai basil, and thai peppers…. and they looked great for about a week… and then the leaf miners found them and then the aphids found them. The only one still holding on strong is the basil. We learned that too much “eco-friendly” bug repellent spray apparently just goes ahead and kills the plant… while leaving most of the insects.

Jeremiah’s been having me cut his hair. I have no depth perception anymore really so I’m pretty afraid it’s coming out wonky. He doesn’t seem to mind.

Since our windows don’t ever actually close and are certainly not sealed from insects or yard debris, I found out today that cutting Jeremiah’s hair on the porch upstairs is a bad idea… The hair comes in the window and litters the floor around the couch making it look my couch is shedding.

I chased a giant cockroach who was running around on my wall the other day. He fell onto the couch. The couch is brown. He blended in. I see this as a sign for bad times ahead.

I drove to Ben Franklin’s today and made a wrong turn on the way home. I still went in the approximate right direction so I got here eventually… I just ended up paralleling the road I wanted to be on. Under any other circumstances, it would be fine, whatever….but it’s hard when the roads have Hawaiian names like Kuulei, Kaimanalu, Keolu, Kalaheo (which is also Kaneohe Bay Drive), Aumoe, etc… You forget which one you saw last so when you do finally sit down with a map, you still don’t know where you are. This trip it wasn’t a big deal because I knew the road I wanted was “makai” (towards the sea) so I just kept trying to get farther towards the shore.

We bought a giant combo pack of chocolate covered macadamia nuts with the intent (I believe) of sending some home to our families. We are now on the second-to-last box… in what was a case of six.

I had a bunch of obscure airline miles piled up and I was afraid of losing them so I just signed up for three free magazine subscriptions and two $20 gift cards. I still have 13k on Alaska Airlines and 23k on Delta. In the continental US, that’s enough airline miles to go on two roundtrip flights anywhere else in the continental US in a non-peak time slot. I live in Hawaii, so both airlines take at least twice (if not 5x) that many miles to go anywhere… And they expire next year. I don’t typically read magazines.

When we first moved here I noticed there was a random rock right in front of our back gate. I thought that was a ridicuous place to put a rock, so I moved it in front of a whole in our privacy fensing — to block an entry point for the local cats. I now realise that the rock was there to keep the gate shut because the latch doesn’t work and the cats can apparently get onto my second floor porch and indeed my roof anyway. I don’t really mind the cats, but the gate being open gives me the willies.

I have missed having a guinea pig for years. My mom found two really great cages at yard sales and got them for me. They sat in my garage for years until I finally moved to the lower 48, got married, and found time to pack one of them up and take it with me. We’ll be in Hawaii 3 years. Guinea pigs live 8 and they aren’t allowed on most airlines.

After 244+ posts spanning the last several years and originally beginning before the term “blog” was even invented (probably?), I’m pretty sure this section of Candicimo is going to get the ax.

You may be wondering why. Here’s why: I’m too damned honest.

So honest, in fact, that I don’t really want my grandparents reading my bitchfests about random neighbors and other crap when I finally impliment a Family Friendly blog that they can read about my adventures in our new home. Axing this section also cuts the final cord that Quintan and others have to find out about my life without my express permission… so it was coming anyway.

Plus, I’ve been pretty lazy about editing the CSS for this iteration of Candicimo — as you’ll see by the difference in fonts in the sidebar vs the main blog post.

I’m thinking that while I’ll probably ax this particular LINK to the blog, the blog itself won’t actually die. I’m just going to move her somewhere else so that if my curious family decides to try out the root site, they won’t actually find my smart ass mouthing off about whatever it is that got me so angry I decided to post about it.

I’m also, at long last, going to impliment a photo gallery that works and that I use because I now have 10 gigs of space on my new host and that’s an awful lot of space to just have a wordpress blog or two on. The photo gallery, while currently in use/development, will probably end up being password protected if I can find a way to do so.

For now though, I’m going to go get a sandwich because I’m starving.

Our Hawaii move has been put in motion. Currently we’re in Kentucky doing the family visiting thing. I will be on a plane to Oahu in 31 days and we still don’t know where we’re going to live yet… either way though, we’re headed to Hawaii for three years.

I have some minor concerns.. Like the hazard of the boat carrying all of my earthly possessions potentially sinking in the Pacific before it can be delivered… or the hazard of a typhoon, hurricane, tsunami or other horrific water-related disaster entirely destroying the Hawaiian islands… or the whole volcano thing. But on the whole, I’m excited and looking foward to it.

I found out that I’m flying on American Airlines.. that’s a little unnerving too.. as it was a cross-country American Airlines flight that ended up as a ball of terrorist flames on 9/11 AND on top of that they are now charging for all your checked bags. What gives? At least the flight was free courtesy of the military, so if it does crash, it won’t be my money that went to waste.

I’m kind of jonesing for a new laptop with the eminent move because mine has started blue-screening me and I think the LCD is crapping out again… but mostly it’s just because all the games I want to play on it won’t work because she’s just too weak to handle all the awesomness. Well, there’s that and there are probably thumb-drives and SDHC cards with more storage space than my laptop harddrive. Sadness.

Incidentally, I’m addicted to SD cards. They’re like some kind of crack for me. Everytime we go into CompUSA I have this relentless urge to stockpile SD & SDHC cards. They’re just so damned handy. I can just use my laptop to but 8000 eBooks on it and plug it into the Dell PDA we have… or put 10 audiobooks on it and put the microSD into my 8 gig Sansa and then just stockpile them for later. No syncing. No cords. Just done.