Weakened

But I was strong enough to survive my weekend in San Antonio.

Way too many San Mig Lights on Saturday…those damn things turn me into an asshole.

Beer manifested bad behavior resulted in me getting angry and raising my voice at Swan. That pissed her off, but we reconciled before the evening was over. For some reason I don’t recall this, but when two different restaurants were too busy to accommodate our dinner desire, Swan says I mouthed off about posting a bad review. That’s not going to happen, of course, and not just because I don’t remember the names of the eateries. On the plus side, I was in slumberland when Swan had to call the front desk of our resort because some of the other guests were partying loudly outside our room. I didn’t hear a thing.

Sunday morning on the beach

Up and at ’em and ready to roll bright and early Sunday morning. We went to the hotel next door for breakfast (one of the places too busy for us the night before).

This time, we had the second-floor dining room to ourselves.
All is forgiven, right Swan? Right?
After breakfast, we headed out for the Pundaquit version of the Candy Walk.
Things are much quieter away from the beach.
Down on main street.
A riverside stroll
There weren’t a lot of kids out and about
Back on the beach
The Capones Islands
On the backstreets of Pundaquit

Here’s a short video of us finishing our walk and passing by the scene of my crime from the night before.

Back to the room for a shower, then packed the bags and awaited the arrival of my driver to transport us to our next destination, the Fleet Reserve Association (FRA) in San Antonio.

The day’s event: The 2025 Miss Fralics Beauty Pageant
I confirmed that San Mig Zero was on offer and purchased ten beer tickets to ensure I remained hydrated during the event
My seatmates. We arrived at noon and the pageant began at 2:00.
Old sailors
Swan filled some of the waiting time playing Bingo. She didn’t win.
The Alley Cat’s crew was out in force
The old feller sitting across from me had a great sense of humor. His “Dysfunctional Veteran” cap was just one indicator.
I also had to admire the shirt the beer server was wearing.
You could make a mint selling cans of asshole repellant.
The birthday of the Navy’s Submarine Service was being celebrated
The submariners went on stage and were serenaded with a rude and crude Navy song I can’t find online.

And at last, it was time to kick off the beauty pageant. There were ten contestants. Here they are in the introductory “Casual Wear” competition:

Number One: Hershe is a waitress I know from It Doesn’t Matter bar.
Number Two
Number Three. Julie also works at It Doesn’t Matter
Number Four
Number Five
Number Six
Number Seven
Number Eight
Number Nine (she’s wearing her number upside down)
Number Ten
Here they are all together. Do you have a favorite yet?
I liked this girl, but she wasn’t competing.

Next up was the “talent” competition. Unsurprisingly, eight of the girls did a dance routine as their talent. The other two sang a song. I wasn’t impressed enough to take many pictures, but here are a couple.

Hershe dancing
Shake that booty

The final round of the competition was the bikini contest. I made a video of the gals strutting their stuff.

Right after uploading the above video, I received an email from YouTube advising that it had been flagged for a “copyright violation”:

Copyrighted content has been detected in your video “Fralics”. As a result, your video can no longer be monetized and has been blocked in 1 territory. The copyright owner may be either monetizing it, or receiving analytics about it in other territories. This is not a copyright strike and does not affect your channel.

The problem is that the music playing in the background is copyrighted by someone, somewhere. I have not been able to determine which “1 territory” is blocked from viewing the video. Let me know in the comments if you are unable to view it.

Just in case you missed it, here is the bikini-clad group shot.

And now for the winners:

Casual Wear winner
Bikini winner
Talent winner
Third place
Second Place
Miss Fralics 2025 (contestant #7)

I’m not one to judge, but I support the decision of the judges in selecting this cutie pie.

I didn’t win any of the raffles, but that’s okay. I had some beers, spent time with good folks, and enjoyed watching the girls prancing about on the stage. Then, it was time to load up in the car and make our way back to Barretto. We stayed home last night, and when the dinner hour arrived, Swan wanted to drive her cart to McDonald’s. Oh well, I was still in my “cheat weekend” mode, so why not?

Saturday’s scandal
Sunday’s surrender

Back after it today. Let’s see how I do.

There’s a story in this picture. I wrote about it in September 2021. I hope those type days in my life are over for good.
Eleven years ago, I was hiking in the mountains of Korea with my wife. I had a long way to go.
Twelve years ago, I was playing in a pro-level darts tournament in Las Vegas. Ran into this old friend from Korea there. And no, I didn’t throw like a pro that weekend.

In today’s YouTube video, Reekay ponders the questions, “Is the expat life or another marriage for you?” To which I can honestly respond, yes and no.

Here I go again:

And thinking, what happened?
Yeah, us old fucks have earned that right
Then he had another hole in his head

So, back at it in Barretto. A Hash run is coming up. Here’s hoping it’s a good one. For the past two days, I’ve been having a dull aching pain in my lower left abdomen. If it doesn’t go away soon, I’ll consult with Dr. Jo. Bright and early in the morning, I’ll be making my way to Angeles City for an updated ECG. It seems I’m always on the move these days.

1 thought on “Weakened

  1. Beer manifested bad behavior resulted in me getting angry and raising my voice at Swan.

    You never learn, do you. If there’s one thing that’s going to fuck up your future, it’s alcohol. But by all means, do continue drinking. It’s what you’re used to, after all! Drinking and not remembering.

    Sigh…

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