Kp Message… “My Day”

There’s been a rather… Try again. I’m sitting here trying to do something… Try again…

Here’s the deal… my day today started out with one of those eye exams, where they check the retina and all that, for stuff, and check my visual prescription, and all that as well. Of course they throw in the “dilation” drops, so pretty soon the dimly lit room looks like the sun is everywhere!!

And then they throw me in this room with a machine (a Nidek MP-1 (I made sure I got the model, because I may send them an email about “the test”)), where you have to put your chin on one bar, your forehead against another bar, and the machine can never get high enough to match my 6’3″-ness, and then each eye has to be kept open for 5-10 minutes, while you stare at a red circle of light, and then they throw these pin pricks of white light all around the place and expect you to punch a button each time you see it. Then it beeps when you’ve punched the button. But then sometimes it doesn’t beep, and then there’s like the going in and out of focus (my eyes, that is), and sitting there hunched over because of my 6’3″-ness in the most uncomfortable damn position I’ve ever found myself in an optical office!!!!!

“It’s the Cabal. The Dark Forces, capital “DF”. The Darth Vader Dick Cheney Axis of Evil test of tests!!!”

That was my day, my morning. Then I came back home and knew I’d just need to rest so my eyes could re-equilibrate to non-dilatedness. I tried to walk around, but could only make a few hundred yards. Then I was going to post some things, but I just could not get into seeing any of those news things. I tried to watch “Daily Show with Jon Stewart” and “Colbert Report”, and when they got to all the political stuff, e.g., “Russia’s invading the Ukraine” and all that business, I shut the computer off and went to bed.

You know, I do not often put my “frustrations” of the day out here, but a lot of times I find that my day is similar to other people’s days, and maybe we’re just going through all of this together. Then again, maybe not.

Today I also felt like, “What the hell am I doing here??”… here in Hawaii… here on this planet… here in this beautiful little house that’s surrounded by papayas and lilikoi and mangoes and bananas and chirping birds and occasional clucking Kalij pheasants.

The feeling was, “What’s the point?… And GET ME OUTTA HERE!!”

Of course, here I am now, drinking Kona coffee and writing this. So I guess I’m still here for the rest of it.

Whatever “It” is.

Aloha, Kp