It has been a busy day on the island of Okinawa. I headed to Kadena early where I was first in line when Community Bank (a subsidiary of the non-tax-paying Bank of America) opened its doors. There I purchased two certified checks, one made out to the "Arizona Department of Revenue" and the other to the "United States Treasury." Then I motored over to the local US Post Office (PSC 80) where I mailed those checks out to their intended recipients.
The amount was not insignificant - a total somewhere north of four grand - but hey, it warms my old cockles to know that Governor Jan Brewer and the racist crackers in the Arizona legislature can now buy themselves some quality white sheets - with king-sized ones for State Senate President Russell Pearce and Maricopa County Sheriff Joe Arpaio. I also sent the Feds enough to fund the health care benefits of at least two teabagger Congressmen for a couple of months. (They got elected so they could get theirs - Allah love them!)
(Speaking of flabby-ass Arpaio, there is a gay romance coming to light in the Valley of Hell that probably has old Joe's jowls a-joggling! Some steamy emails between two of Joe's boys - one a former prominent deputy who retired and came back to work for Joe as a civilian, and the other a current prominent deputy - have inadvertently landed in the public domain . For the salacious details, slip on over to www.phoenixnewtimes.com).
My next stop was at the off-base home of a massage therapist who came highly recommended by several friends. I haven't had a real massage in years, but I scheduled one for today, my alternate Friday off, because my shoulder and arm continue to hurt. It was a good experience, and I have booked a follow-up for two weeks from today.
Feeling relaxed after a little more than an hour on the massage table, I headed out to a local Quick Stop where I paid my electric bill (3,100 yen), and then stopped by a friend's house to see if he wanted to go to the Base Exchange for lunch - but he wasn't home, so I went back onto base alone.
I tried to pay a bill at the base clinic, but there was no one in to take my money - a situation that is extremely common. Re-pocketing my medical money, I headed to the BX where I dined on some really bad Chinese food. Walking out of the BX after lunch, I came by the new shop of the Turkish gentlemen who sold me some rugs last fall. They are back peddling a variety of things in addition to their oriental rugs - including a variety of beautiful chess sets, Meerschaum pipes, jewelry, and puzzle boxes. I ended up buying a chess set with pieces that appear to be Balkan (they also had Greek, Roman, British, Egyptian, and some of the Ottoman Empire). Over the course of a few short months these guys have gotten me for enough coin to put a significant dent in the Turkish national debt! But what the hell - I got another mighty fine toy!
And now I am home and had lunch. Nap time!