“Dude!”

“What?”

“Did you know?”

“You mean, like, biblically?“

“In your dreams, dude. Baseball player had your batting average, they’d ban him for life. Take away his bat and everything. I mean, like, chronologically.”

“Next time I see you being logical will be the first, dude.”

“Did you say something, dude?”

“What am I supposed to be knowing, dude?”

“Hawai‘i has been a state for 50 years today.”

“Hawai‘i has been in this state for half a century? No wonder people are surly.”

“Not that kind of state.”

“You sure, dude? Economy don’t get fixed, or people don’t get their attitudes adjusted, these islands will be lying in state, that’s for sure.”

“I mean a State of the Union, dude. 50th star on the flag, dude. And people won’t be surly ’cause they have the day off.”

“AAACK!!“

“Aaack? Aaack what??”

“I thought they weren’t going to do furloughs, dude. Thought they were going to be tied up in court for months, and in politics until Armageddon. Now what are we gonna do?”

“Party.”

“With virtual money?”

“Why not? We’ll have virtual guests in our virtual apartment. Chill, dude, it’s a holiday.”

“Last tango on Sandy Beach, dude?”

“Dude?”

“Yeah?”

“Go back to bed.”

  - O Ceallaigh
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All opinions are mine as a private citizen.