Hawaii Ai-yoh!

What is it about travel, hotels and TV that alternatively provides unexpected pain and succour? Recently, I did some channel surfing in Macau. First, for a fancy hotel, the Four Seasons does not have HBO. They will never get the corporate business of my future 100,000-people strong Nasdaq-listed corporation. Grr.

Then we switched back to the faithful AXN. For once I actually watched a partial episiode of "So You Can Dance" because there was a deaf person and he was very good. The judges were not, and I killed them in imagination-land. Star Movies was playing "Half Past Dead 2", which was so bad even Steven Seagal had refused to act in it. I toyed with watching Fashion TV. I surfed around and came back to AXN to watch the travesty known as Hawaii Five-O. Ai-yoh.

There is one consolation in the form of that plain but attractive Asian girl. Lissome and fetching. But otherwise, it really is rather like Baywatching in Hawaii. 

What is much worse is that the channel keeps showing the "original" Hawaii Five-O, which is all the above plus a smarmy looking prick with an awful smirk and a bouffant hairdo from the 1970s that, along with the unfiltered 70s sun, just blinds you a hundred times over like Medusa.

Ai-yay-yoh.