My life but not my death, fortunately. Still, perspective is a wonderful thing. Mundane and routine are actually quite nice when you consider the potentially fatal alternatives.

Alright, let’s get the bad out of the way. We had a pretty gruesome murder event yesterday that has reverberated throughout our small town.

Police are looking into a restaurant business deal as one of the possible motives for the killing of  Anthony George Wilson, 61, an Australian national and Mila Bailey, 41, a Filipina inside their car in Olongapo City Friday.

The companion of the victims who was driving the car, Wayne Bailey, 71, was wounded.

The suspect in the shooting was identified as Michael McLaren, the fourth passenger in the vehicle, who escaped but was later on arrested.
According to Olongapo Police chief, Police Colonel Benjamin Sembrano,  McLaren allegedly bought a hotel and restaurant from the Baileys through cash.

The victims were business owners here in Barretto. One owned the Gum Leaves Resort and another the Crazy Horse bar. I did not know either of them. What is very unusual is that this is apparently a foreigner-on-foreigner crime, something that is almost unheard of in these parts. I mean, when you can hire a hitman for $100, why do the dirty work yourself?

Meanwhile, in my non-violent world, here’s what’s happening:

A third-place finish in darts last night. That’s not bad considering I wasn’t consistently on my game and my partner couldn’t hit shit. On a shingle or otherwise. I did manage another ton-80 though. Win or lose, I honestly don’t care. I’m at that stage of my “career” where I just want to have fun.

Some speculate that this is intended to be Halloween decorations. I doubt that though as Halloween is not really a thing here. Besides, we are well into the Christmas decorations and carols season (that starts on September 1–the “ber” months as they are called).

An interesting hike it was. I didn’t get “lost” lost, just missed my intended trail and wound up on one that I wasn’t sure where it led. It eventually led me back down off the mountain in a place I hadn’t been before. Well, I mean, it was in Barretto, just not a neighborhood I’d walked. Might have some potential for a future Hash trail. We’ll see.

Speaking of the Hash, I’m going to Angeles City tomorrow to participate in the ACH3 41st-anniversary run. We have our 26th anniversary run in Subic on Monday, and on Tuesday I’ll be doing the Bundok Hash. I’m no Kevin Kim, but that’s a lot of walking in store for me.

I don’t own a car here, but if I did this is how I’d like to see it washed: