Robin and I woke up Friday feeling much better for the rest. We went to a coffee shop on the ground floor of Waikiki Banyan. Robin got her usual iced vanilla coffee, I got my usual mocha. Over our breakfast sandwiches, I told her about a dream I’d had involving hitting an annoying person withContinue reading “Waikiki – 5-17-24”
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Meditations of a Bald, Fat Guy 