…but at least I have my census.

Yep, it’s that time of year (decade?) here in the Philippines. And when they do a census, they do it old school. I’m talking about going house-to-house and knocking on doors. And once they’ve caught you at home, they slap one of these on your door:

Or maybe this hands-on census thing is just a plot to spread the virus. *cough cough*

Well, it is Hash Monday once again. This week we are being trucked out to the starting point in the Hashmobile, something I really despise. I’m already plotting on bypassing the truck and doing my own trail to the On-Home at Hunter’s Jo Inn. I won’t say shortcut because without the truck ride I’ll be walking further than the 5K trail the Hares (Leech My Nuggets and Blow My Pipe) have laid. I may however choose to forego the mountain climb. We’ll see soon enough I suppose.

As we speak, the installers are here setting up my new fiber-optic internet connection. I’ve been getting by on the cable version but some days it is slower than others. Gets frustrating at times, and I don’t even do much of anything other than surf the net. Hopefully, the promised speed (50 MPS) will be delivered. I’ll believe it when I see it.

And my new laptop has the power to put all that speed to good use. Sadly, the operator of said computer is incompetent. One bright spot though is I’ve been retraining my hands to hit the right keys on this tiny keyboard. Even been writing this post with only my normal number of typos. Progress!

What else have I got for you this morning? How about a joke?

Two hillbillies walk into a restaurant. While having a bite to eat, they talk about their moonshine operation.

Suddenly, a woman at a nearby table, who is eating a sandwich, begins to cough. After a minute or so, it becomes apparent that she is in real distress.

One of the hillbillies looks at her and says, “Kin ya swallar?’ The woman shakes her head no. Then he asks, ‘Kin ya breathe?” The woman begins to turn blue, and shakes her head no.

The hillbilly walks over to the woman, lifts up her dress, yanks down her drawers, and quickly gives her right butt cheek a lick with his tongue. The woman is so shocked that she has a violent spasm, and the obstruction flies out of her mouth. As she begins to breathe again, the Hillbilly walks slowly back to his table.

His partner says, ‘Ya know, I’d heerd of that there ‘Hind Lick Maneuver’ but I ain’t niver seed nobody do it!’

Okay, it seemed funny at the time. How about this:

Speaking of jokes, nothing beats politics these days.

Just don’t try to change any minds on Facebook!

Oh well, that’s enough for now I reckon.