As Hash runs go, yesterday was not really to my liking. The trail markings were inconsistent, resulting in some wrong turns. The trail itself was muddy and slippery in places, especially with the numerous ups and downs. When I’d had enough, I bailed and did a street walk back to the On-Home venue, the new Cyclone Bar.
You have to take the good with the bad, and I’m just glad that I can still participate, even when I do it my way.
It’s December 2014 in the LTG archives now. I’ve accepted a job offer in Korea, rented out my Carolina house, and made the long journey back to The Land of the Morning Calm. I didn’t know then that my American life had come to its conclusion.
Today’s YouTube video is from a vlogger named George, one of the few I’ve actually met in person, and I occasionally see around town. He doesn’t post as frequently as he used to, and truth be told, I was never a consistent viewer. I noticed this one today because he mentions that life in Subic has become a rut for him. I’ve had similar feelings, and like him, I try to alleviate the “same-old, same-old” routine with intermittent travel. He lives on SBMA, which I would find more boring than Barretto. It is what it is, and at this stage of my life, I’m just going to ride it out.
Humor time:
Time to get back to this rut I call life.
Goodness me that first paragraph is poorly written. When will you take your English language studies seriously? This blog is becoming unreadable and if this keeps up you’ll be losing my subscription. Put some more effort into your writing or face the consequences.
What do you usually eat for breakfast?
Doing my best, Dan. As I’ve often said, my blog is not totally worthless; it can always serve as a bad example.
I had a blueberry muffin for breakfast.
A blueberry muffin for breakfast? That’s more like it. Forget everything I said earlier. All is forgiven.
May your beers be wet and your pants dry.
Ant then we were On-On!
Am I missing a joke here?
Happy rutting.
Kevin, no joke, just a typo I didn’t catch.