I might not be the same Hash hound that I once was, but this old dog still hunts for a way to make it through the trail each week. Some days that’s easier than others, but yesterday’s run didn’t exceed my limits. It was kind of the Hares to offer a mostly flat version of their trail so I could avoid climbing Black Rock without shortcutting. I still enjoy getting out and about, but I know my limits. We’ll see how long I last.
Some after-Hash imbibing at It Doesn’t Matter brought the day’s fun to its usual conclusion. Enjoy it while you can!
More high school memories courtesy of old Facebook posts. Once I thought myself a poet and penned these verses for my sweetheart:
The object of my affections:
It is now October 2017 in the LTG archives, and in this post, I announce that my time in Korea will end when my lease expires in May 2018. Work was the only positive thing in my life back then, and giving it up was a difficult decision. Looking back, I wonder if it was the right one. Then again, as commenter Brian pointed out, you can’t add time to the back end of your retirement. You live with your choices, and at least now the pain and depression I was experiencing then are gone.
Today’s YouTube video features Reekay educating folks on methods to access their money after moving to the Philippines. For my first few years, I relied almost exclusively on my ATM card to get cash. That’s an expensive method at 250 pesos a pop, but also the most convenient. But I’ve also maintained access to wire transfer services (I currently use Remitly and Wise) for paying my helpers and the rent. My credit card situation has been more frustrating, but the new one should hopefully be arriving soon. That’s my insurance money, should I need emergency medical care (private hospitals won’t admit without proof of ability to pay, and public hospitals are where you go to die).
And now for something a little more fun:
Okay, now it’s time for me to get in some dart practice. We’ll see if I can carry Friday’s winning performance forward. Only one way to find out.
The Harriet’s: Lick and Spit, Fuck Buddy, Derby’s Bitch, and Anal Intruder.
Spot the error!
A cow and a mountain.
Nice photo. Run it through AI and turn it into an East Asian brush painting. Oh, wait—I just did that.
Once I thought myself a poet and penned these verses for my sweetheart:
Song for a Karen…
And now, you can just run it through an AI filter that will take your lyrics and make them into whatever style of song you want—80s pop, 70s rock, timeless jazz, etc. Make the song, save it as a sound file, then email it to your long-ago lady love. Or maybe don’t since that would likely get you in trouble with someone.
More fun to read than create, I reckon.
There are doubtless palindrome-creation sites out there.
Happy practicing.
Kevin, damn it! Putting the apostrophe in “Harrietts” was stupid even by my low standards. In my defense, autocorrect did it, but I should have known better.
Love that AI rendering of the cow photo. And it is a cow, not a carabao, although I guess they are cousins. Credit where it is due, that’s one of Scott Paul’s photographs.
I have resisted getting on board the AI train, but damn, having an old poem turned into a song sounds really cool. I’d want it to be a ’70s tune. Karen and I are still Facebook friends.
I’ll blog it later, but practice did not make perfect.