So I'm taking my long-over due and hard-earned vacation (first in about 5 years) to Hawaii.

I'm going to my wonderful Boss John's beach house outside Honolulu for a week. I'm going alone with a book, a humidor, a bottle of tan lotion and my iPod.

I'm going to spend 10 days on the beach relaxing and reading.

And no, I think I'm going to leave the laptop and home and forget about the world.

(Although if I get squirly.. does anyone know if there's a worth while gay scene in Honolulu?)