A mind is a terrible thing to waste

Back in the day, I’d sometimes use that old putdown, “I’ve forgotten more than you’ll ever know.” Lately, it seems more correct to say, “I’ve forgotten more than I ever knew.” At least it sure does feel that way. Perhaps as my mental decline continues, I’ll become ignorant and stop caring. I can’t remember the punchline. *ahem*

I’m going to make today’s post a quick one as I need to prepare for my weekend in San Antonio. We’ll start towards the end of the day and then work our way to the beginning. Beer o’clock arrived, and we started the quest for entertainment at the seldom-visited Alley Cats. Friday is dart tourney night, but there was only a handful of players there when we arrived. As we soon discovered, the reason was a scheduled “brownout” (power disruption) between 5 and 6 p.m. So, we enjoyed our beverages by candlelight. And it was nice to see some of my old darting pals again.

Next, we crossed the highway to grab some dinner at Mango’s. The power was still out, but Mango’s has a generator, so the lights were on. As we entered the lobby, we heard shouts and saw people running towards us. WTF? Looking up to the second-floor balcony revealed the issue—a fan was ablaze.

Right before I snapped this photo, the fan blade fell to the floor and continued burning.

That is a guest room balcony, and there is no access except through the room. Since no one seemed to have access to a room key, two white guys (I believe they were returning from a just-completed scuba dive) took charge. One boosted the other up to the roof beside the balcony and then handed him a fire extinguisher.

Mission accomplished!

Nothing like a little before-dinner excitement, eh?

The peaceful view from our dining table
As usual, we enjoyed the Mango’s grilled pork chops for dinner.

For our post-meal nightcap, we decided to try somewhere new. Cloud 69 Bar opened several months ago, but we had never ventured inside before. Imagine my surprise at being greeted by name by two different females that I didn’t recognize. I asked the first one, a dancer, how she knew me. She seemed surprised and responded, “We played darts at Alley Cats.” Honestly, that didn’t ring a bell, but I politely said, “Nice to see you again.” She was one of the cutest gals there, so my forgetting her is more evidence of the brain rot I mentioned above.

The other woman who greeted me was a waitress, and she did look vaguely familiar. I guessed she was my old friend from Whiskey Girl, so I asked, How are you, Jenn? She gave me a funny look and said, “I’m Sheryl. I used to work at Alaska Club.” Oh yeah, now I remember you!

Nice to see you again, Jenn Sheryl

Anyway, Cloud 69 had a really nice vibe. There is a very small dance stage that holds three or four dancers max. There’s another room with a pool table. The music was great; classic rock songs played at a volume that still allowed shout-free conversation. We were there early, but several other customers arrived during our visit. The only weird thing I noted about Cloud 69 was that two of the waitresses were baklas (transgender). I personally don’t get upset by that, but I know other guys are uncomfortable in their presence, so most bars don’t employ baklas for that reason. Anyway, we enjoyed our visit and we’ll be back again someday.

Enjoying our Friday night on the town!

Earlier, we had done the Friday group hike and finished the trail at The Rite Spot On The Roof.

Rest and refreshments after the hike
Enjoying the view from The Rite Spot
The females dined Filipino-style. Chris and I were served hamburger patties.

And here was something I’d never witnessed in my almost seven (admittedly sheltered) years in the Philippines:

Swan says it’s called a “boodle fight.” The food is placed on top of a banana tree frond and eaten communally with the fingers.

Good times! The hike was pretty nice as well. I led the group this time, and most of the trail went according to plan. My planned ascent went a bit astray when I chose the wrong path and ended up with a steeper climb than I had intended, but we survived the mistake, and things went well after that.

This week’s iteration of the Friday hikers.
This made me chuckle. At least they are honest about it.
That steep uphill climb I mentioned.
Back on the path I intended.
The view of Barretto from here.
And the Subic side of things
A Swan in the grass
That mountain climb that is coming soon.
No off fence intended.
Monkeying around
Walking the Bitch
Mountain Mama Onelia busy in the kitchen
Smoke on the ridge. ‘Tis the season.
That cabin in the woods I fancy
Heading back down
The lot in San Isidro Swan is buying. I predict it will be a lake during rainy season. We’ll see soon enough.
Heading for Alta Vista and the renowned Rite Spot.
The route of our 6.5K journey

Alas, the day did end on a sour note:

Two too many beers

A sad memory to share from the archives of LTG: the death by suicide of one my favorite bloggers, Shawn Matthews of Korea Life Blog fame. Surprisingly, all the links I included from 2006 are still working, such as this one from Kevin Kim. I was going to say, “Gone but not forgotten,” except I hadn’t thought of Shawn for many years until I came across this post to remind me. I may be wasting my life, but at least I’m still living it.

Another day I would have forgotten but for Facebook memories reminding me.

It is my anniversary. I got married in Las Vegas, Nevada, twelve years ago. As you can see, I was fat and happy in those long-gone days.
Ten years ago, I attended a book signing meetup with Kevin Kim and the author, Young Chun, at my bar hangout, Shenanigans in Itaewon.

Today’s YouTube video is from Smart Girl Philippines, during which she purports to resolve the mystery of the lack of privacy in the PI. The way she speaks always makes me smile, and it’s just over five minutes long, so I don’t really care if her reasoning is right or wrong. I know that here in Barretto, everyone seems to know me, and I often don’t have the slightest clue as to who they are.

And now for the funny business:

I nose that already
True love is timeless and knows no end.
He called you a bitch, but they thought he said witch. It’s all a misunderstanding; forgive and forget.

Alright, I’m running late and need to get ready to hit the road. I’ll report in from San Antonio tomorrow. But here’s a bonus video from this morning’s dog walk. Well, bonus or punishment, here it is:

Need to remember to hold the camera higher…sorry!

2 thoughts on “A mind is a terrible thing to waste

  1. John mate good to see ya rubbing shoulders with trannies again mate. Was worried you’d lost your touch mate cheers mate

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