Well, as crazy as it gets around here. Which really isn’t that crazy at all. Other than when I try to fake a smile.
So, the Wednesday Walkers had a relatively tame and sane morning hike out Subic town way. Here’s how that looked:
We grabbed a Jeepney in Barretto and started hereAnd off we go! The quiet backstreets of CalapandayanThe first cookie delivery of the dayAnd the first of two graveyards we walked past. This gal lived fourteen years longer than I have.Goats showing us the wayOnly one hill climb on our journeyA view from the topWhat goes up, must come downPassing through Jurassic Park More sweets for the sweetWe hadn’t been this way for a while and were walking in the opposite direction than usual, so it had a new feel.Through the fields we goNo rest for the wearyPond sideWe got this in the bagIf the bridge holds me, we are all safeSafety standards for construction workers appear to be nonexistent in this country. Scary to watch those guys on the roof.Riverside livingThe beauty of Subic townA funeral in progress as we passed through hereThose smiles are worth more than the cookiesOn the watersideWalking on the watersideBridge posersAlmost paradiseThat is an odd name for a high school sports team.Stop! You’re killing me!We finished at the Subic marketplaceAnd caught a bus back to BarrettoA pleasant enough 5K stroll
When beer o’clock rolled around, Swan and I headed into town and started the good times at BarCelona.
The usual view, but it was nice to see some sunshine for a change.Swan’s sister came by to join usAnd another fake smile at Swan’s insistence. At least I didn’t go crazy.
We did our nightcap downstairs at Green Room, ordered some takeout from Sit-n-Bull, and made it an early night. No one got floored this time! Sorry for the misleading title of this post, but you don’t have to be crazy to have fun. Right?
In the memory category, I came across a post from April 2020 while checking to make sure today’s title hadn’t been used before. It was about life early in the COVID lockdowns. Talk about crazy days!
And there was this from my Facebook feed two years ago:
Or move to the Philippines. Age is just a number here.
Today’s YouTube video features The Filipina Pea interviewing a massage therapist. In my single days, I never used the parlors. Lots of gals provided the service at my home. It was nice having “friends with benefits.”
Here’s some crazy humor for you:
Oh, crap! Two shitty jokes in a row!Okay, now that’s more like it.
I’m still digesting what the cardiologist said today, but I’ll make a full report on that tomorrow. Some additional tests are in my future, and she also modified my daily prescription medication intake. Let’s see how long she can keep me alive! In the meantime, I think today is a good day to pass the hours up at The Rite Spot On The Roof. And that’s just what I’m going to do. You can’t get much less crazy than that!
2 thoughts on “Crazy daze”
re: that face
Frightening. Fake smile? More like a lunatic’s grimace.
And the first of two graveyards we walked past. This gal lived fourteen years longer than I have.
She was born a year before my dad.
I’m still digesting what the cardiologist said today, but I’ll make a full report on that tomorrow. Some additional tests are in my future, and she also modified my daily prescription medication intake. Let’s see how long she can keep me alive!
I bet you’re the picture of health.
“I bet you’re the picture of health.”
I posted the picture of my health and you called it a “lunatic’s grimace.” Oh, wait. That was the picture of my MENTAL health. Never mind!
re: that face
Frightening. Fake smile? More like a lunatic’s grimace.
And the first of two graveyards we walked past. This gal lived fourteen years longer than I have.
She was born a year before my dad.
I’m still digesting what the cardiologist said today, but I’ll make a full report on that tomorrow. Some additional tests are in my future, and she also modified my daily prescription medication intake. Let’s see how long she can keep me alive!
I bet you’re the picture of health.
“I bet you’re the picture of health.”
I posted the picture of my health and you called it a “lunatic’s grimace.” Oh, wait. That was the picture of my MENTAL health. Never mind!