September, I remember. Time flies, and I ramble on. I’ll keep it brief, though. Sometimes less truly is more.
The only other photo I took on our 5K trek was this:
Swan surprised me by volunteering to cook for the Hideaway feeding.
The normal Sunday routine is for me to meet up with Swan at John’s place for dinner. But Swan messaged me saying she wanted to join our neighbors, Davina and Jeff, to eat at Hops and Brews. The hell with routines, this is the 70s!
After we finished our food, we loaded up in Jeff’s car and headed to Red Bar. I don’t usually sit inside there, but we did last night and had a good time. Jeff suggested we do a nightcap on the way home. Queen Victoria is closed on Sundays, so we popped into the seldom-visited Nipsey’s Bar instead.
Jeff noted that eight o’clock was nearing, and he knew that’s what time I turn into a pumpkin, so we paid our tab and headed for home. I was a little ashamed at being such a lightweight. We are going to Angeles City this coming weekend with Jeff and Davina, so I’ll try to up my game some while we are there.
So, there you have it–a routine Sunday with a twist or two.
September has arrived, and coincidentally, it is September 2012 in my journey through the LTG archives. In this post, I come clean about my criminal past. Well, the only crime I got arrested for, anyway. I got away with lots more serious shit, including grand theft auto. I’m not sure if I ever wrote about that one; if not, I will do so as part of The Story of My Life.
Some Facebook memories from this day in my history:
In today’s YouTube video, Reekay talks about expats who get sucked into supporting the family of the Filipina they are with. I have been suckered like that in the past, but I’m blessed that Swan doesn’t expect me to take care of the family. I give her a generous allowance that she is free to spend in whatever manner she chooses. And if there were ever a real emergency in the family, I would trust her judgment on how best to respond.
Let’s get these out of the way:
And now it is Hash Monday again. The trail starts here in Alta Vista, so that’s convenient enough. There are long (8K) and short (4K) options. I’m considering something in between those extremes. I’ll let you know how that works out for me.
Reekay talks about expats who get sucked into supporting the family of the Filipina they are with
My buddy Tom often complains about having to help his father-in-law and other PI relatives who have no idea how to manage their money. This happens every time Tom visits the Philippines. I think the constant parasitism would be a deal-breaker for me.
The spaghetti looks good despite being garishly lit. What about switching proteins and doing a chicken-and-peanut-sauce thing? Too Thai/Vietnam-ish?
How long did your route end up being? Did you hit the magic 6K compromise?
In a comment to the 2012 post, Kevin Kim says he’s working making a checkered past for himself, 13 years later, I’m wondering what he’s achieved…
Daeguowl, I remember Kevin posting during one of his walks about a cute young woman he encountered on the trail. He didn’t say anything, but he checked her as she passed. That’s all I can think of…
Kevin, I feel for Tom. It’s not always easy to say “no,” but once you’ve opened the door, you’ll be seen as that dreaded ATM you made a t-shirt about. Hey! Maybe you should get one of those for Tom to wear the next time he visits the PI.
Yeah, I need to remember to turn the flash on when I take a photo inside the bar. I’m sure Swan has some other spicy recipes up her sleeve. We’ll see.
I wound up doing the short trail. It was Pubic Head’s first Hash since his mini-stroke, and I wanted to hike with him for old times’ sake.
“I’m blessed that Swan doesn’t expect me to take care of the family. I give her a generous allowance that she is free to spend in whatever manner she chooses.”
Okay, I’ll be the asshole who states the obvious. If she’s passing some of your money along to family then you’re obviously fooling yourself. And you don’t even get to play White Knight.
Your pera, your choice.
Cheers.
Welcome back, Drain. I don’t know what Swan does with her money and I honestly don’t care. I *think* she helps some of her nieces with school expenses, but otherwise, I believe she is frugal with her allowance. Anyway, she has limited resources, so it’s not like anyone will be expecting the “rich” foreigner to step in and save the day. At least they haven’t so far. I have my own “White Knight” projects, so I don’t mind missing out.
Even before I moved her, my plan was always to give my significant other her own (limited) money. If she chooses to spend that on family, that’s up to her. Just don’t come asking me for more. That’s worked so far.