With a stop in BarCelona along the way. A quick post today because I’m running late and don’t have a lot to report anyway. Here goes:
I did my solo Thursday walk as usual. It was hot, and I wasn’t really feeling it, but I overcame the urge to shortcut and managed to log almost 9K when I was finished.
Swan had some business to attend to, so we agreed to meet up when she was done. As I was heading out, Erik messaged, asking where I was going to be hanging out. I decided a trip to BarCelona was overdue, so we got together there. I really do like the ambiance of this bar (and it is still for sale), but I’m at best a once-a-month customer. I’m still not sure why.
Alaska Club lay two floors below us, so we popped in there to check on Daddy Jerry. He greeted us at our table and said he was through with ladders. Good! The surgery went well, and he had high praise for the newly reopened hospital in Barretto. I was especially glad to hear that. Hopefully, there will be no more trips to Baypointe, and while I don’t ever want to need an emergency room nearby, I’m glad we have one.
We had an enjoyable visit in Alaska, quenching the thirst of our waitresses, and I tipped the dancers 50 pesos each for their effort. Jerry played almost all 60s music, including some of my favorite old country songs. I grew up listening to Patsy Cline, Marty Robbins, and Johnny Horton when my dad came home from work, put on an album, and opened a bottle of beer. Quite the stroll down memory lane hearing some of these songs for the first time in many years. I even looked up Johnny Horton to see what he’s been up to and was shocked to learn that he died in 1960 in a car wreck at the height of his fame. I didn’t know (remember?) that.
Dinner to go from Sit-n-Bull, then home sweet home.
Anyway, let’s do the Quora Q&A thing:
Q: How can a US citizen stay in the Philippines for a one-year vacation?
A: You can extend your tourist visa for up to 3 years before having to physically leave the country. I get an extension every 60 days. Of course, getting here now is the hard part with the COVID restrictions in place.
Well, the scamdemic nonsense is over now, but my three years ran out, and I had to get the jab. No repercussions so far, anyway.
Today’s funny business:
Sorry! I am heading out for tonight’s SOB soon. Hopefully, I’ll do better here tomorrow.
When Swan arrived we moved out to the rooftop
And she’s with a guy! Did you slap him with your armored gauntlet and issue a manly challenge?
Me and my gal
I hope we can see more of this normal smile instead of that weird, puffy-lipped nonsense that creeps into so many selfies.
The surgery went well, and he had high praise for the newly reopened hospital in Barretto. I was especially glad to hear that. Hopefully, there will be no more trips to Baypointe, and while I don’t ever want to need an emergency room nearby, I’m glad we have one.
Good news on both the Jerry front and the hospital front.
re: Riker asks for a little pussy
Well, if the Enterprise’s replicators can replicate a cat, they can also replicate a Fleshlight. Let Riker seduce that.
re: Chekov
A lot of people got after actor Walter Koenig for his version of a “Russian” accent, turning his “V”s into “W”s (e.g., “nuclear wessels” in Star Trek IV). In reality, Russian has plenty of “V” sounds, from “Soviet” to “Ivan.” Koenig later insisted he’d modeled his accent off his father’s Russian accent (I’ve also heard “Ukrainian relative”), so I don’t know what’s going on. Russia’s a huge country, of course, so there probably isn’t just one “Russian accent” any more than there’s just one “American accent.” And think of the Spanish Me llamo (“My name is”) which, depending on the dialect, can be pronounced “mey-YAH-moh” or “mey-JAH-moh.”
That’s Erik. He’s not a threat.
Yeah, accents are tough sometimes. When I first moved to Arkansas, understanding could be a challenge. My dad was from Memphis and did the “y’alls” but didn’t have the thick Southern drawl you encounter deep in the hearta.