Welcome back, Mr. President

Dressing for the occasion! Yep, this is what I’m wearing today in honor of the Commander-in-Chief. He’s a felon, doncha know?

He was the last president I served under as a Federal employee. I’m done with work, but Trump has lots of unfinished business to attend to. It’s nice to see he’s getting down to it via Executive Orders.

It wasn’t a surprise to see Biden issue pardons to assholes like Fauci and the members of the J6 committee.

Of course, we always knew they weren’t innocent, just uncharged.
We won’t get fooled again.

Alright, that’s enough politics. Let’s talk about yesterday’s Hash. It was a good one! The Hare had a long and a short trail option. But guess what? My group concocted a medium-length version that hit the sweet spot. How about that–those notorious shortcutters ADDING some distance!

Looks like Swan saw a ghost
On up we go
A pause to refresh
A couple of turkeys
Some sweets for Mountain Mama Onelia
A woodsy stroll
To hell with the short trail!
Walk this way, girls
The view from here
And further down the trail, a valley view
Heading down
Hadn’t been this way for a while; good to be back!
Into the hillside village
Follow me! I can almost smell the beer from here!
The back path to Alta Vista with Easter Mountain in the background
Barretto back alleys
And On-Home at Johansson’s.
After-hike refreshments
It’s nice on ice
And enjoying more post-Hash beverages at IDM
I walked to the start at Columban College, adding 1.6K to the 6K Hash trail

It was a good day to be out and about hiking. The aftermath beers were nice, too.

Twelve cold ones didn’t put me over the top this time.

Looking back on some memories:

Ten years ago, I was doing a part-time contractor gig on K-16 and started my workday with a sausage and egg muffin. Damn, I want one now!
Seven years ago, I took a foggy morning walk in Anjeong-ri.

A commenter mentioned that things have gotten more boring than usual here at LTG since I’ve settled into a drama-free relationship. Well, yeah, I understand that, but I can live without the kind of excitement all those failed couplings created. Coincidentally, I came across this post from September 2020 about my fleeting attraction to a married neighbor. Talk about dodging a bullet! My commenters tried to warn me back then, but I tend to learn things the hard way. Fortunately, I saw the light before things reached the level of consummation.

I’ll be turning 70 later this year, and today’s YouTube video discusses six ways to maintain good health in these golden years. Three flights of stairs? Try climbing the Kalaklan Ridge! Standing on one leg for thirty seconds was harder than I thought it would be, but I managed. I laugh a lot, socialize, and can cook, although Swan handles most of the kitchen work these days. Anyway, I intend to keep on keeping on as long as I am able to breathe.

Into each life, some humor must fall:

Keep your eyes (and hands) to yourself, Kirk!
That’s pretty much how I roll these days. My intentions are good, but my brain refuses to cooperate.
I don’t have any tattoos, but if I ever get one, this would be perfect for my man breasts.

I’m gonna do my Tuesday thing on the Kokomo’s floating bar when beer o’clock rolls around. (Shit, I actually wrote “due” instead of “do” in that sentence. I wasn’t kidding about my brain!)

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