A morning post today necessitated by my taking a trip out to San Antonio in a bit. No, not the one in Texas, the original one right here in Zambales.

And why am I making this journey? Because I got invited to a birthday party. For someone I’ve never even met.

Gary (Flaming Asshole), a fellow Hasher, extended the invite to the event being held at his residence. Several of us are coming out from Barretto to crash the party. I’m sure we’ll find a way to make it fun. Or get drunk trying! No worries, I’m having my driver take us so we won’t be breaking any laws. Full report tomorrow.

Last night saw me take third place at the darts tourney. A little disappointing in that my partner is one of the top players here but we both just couldn’t put it together for some reason. Well, that’s darts I suppose.

After darts, I popped into Mango’s. Was quite surprised at my reception after having been gone a week. The manager greeted me at the door and said she had been concerned about me. The bartender/waitress was practically ecstatic that I was back. Ah, nothing like a hero’s welcome to make you feel special. I ordered up my favorite dish–grilled pork chops. After eating, the cook came out to say hello too. I complimented the meal and said his chops were much better than the ones I got next door at Palm Tree. Oops, let the cat out of the bag. Oh well. Actually, I did tell the manager that the view had been the draw for me and the floating island had destroyed that. Nothing she can do about it of course.

Woke up to another fine morning.

Now it’s time to shower up and get ready for my journey. Let me leave you with a bit of political talk concerning our incoming President, aka China’s bitch.

Alright, that’s enough of this nonsense. Thanks for dropping by!