Yep, slip slidin’ away, but still in the game. I just need to remember to enjoy myself. So far, so good. Take yesterday, for example. Kicked things off with the Friday group hike. Only two other attendees, Swan and Steve, were willing to brave the hellish heat, but we took a mostly flat route and got our steps in.
We overcame Satan’s heat demons and finished our hike back where we had started:
Back to the house post-hike, and my pension deposit had hit the bank—time to take care of the monthly obligations. My only “bill” is my credit card, which I pay in full every month. Then I have the charity projects where I wire money to the recipients for their needs, including school tuition, medical assistance, and feeding a family. When you are surrounded by poverty and people in need, it feels good to at least make life better for some. Selfishly, it adds some value to my existence and makes my being here a little more meaningful.
And of course, I dispensed some lady drink charity last night as well. A little more generous than usual at Wet Spot with two rounds of LDs for four gals. Swan doesn’t like having so many at our table, but with Green Room closed and our regulars from there working at Wet Spot, it can’t be helped. Anyway, they all went home with some commissions and a small tip in their pocket.
A friend of Swan’s posted some 2019 photos of her with some guy at a videoke joint. She thought it would be fun to recreate them last night. Here’s how they turned out:
I honestly don’t remember that long-ago evening or meeting Swan there.
Facebook helps me remember other things, like my final visit to the Commissary at Camp Humphreys eight years ago.
Ah, the good ol’ days. Sometimes you don’t miss them until they are gone.
It’s nearing Christmas 2018 in the LTG archives, and I’m learning about the art of gift-giving and the ways good intentions can go wrong. It’s an interesting perspective to look back on some of the relationship issues I was experiencing during my first year in the Philippines. I can see now that often the problem was with me. Me getting upset about a bargirl I liked getting lady drinks from a customer is just plain stupid. It’s her job, you dunce. I’d never be bothered by something like that now.
For today’s YouTube video, let’s go fishing with the Filipina Pea and her dad and see how he likes using an American-style fishing pole for the first time.
Humor me:
And that’s the way yesterday went.