The longtime and legendary Hasher, known as Bush Diver, passed away yesterday. He lived in Angeles City but traveled to Subic to join with our Hash nearly every week. I really didn’t know him well, but I was always impressed that this old guy was undaunted by the toughest trails. He’d been ill and bedridden for the past year. At least now, his pain and suffering are over. On-On to that Hash trail in the sky!
Another weird thing happened yesterday as well. I got an email on the AOL account I use for LTG.
My name is Steve , I am a private investigator in Texas – I am wondering if you can help me with some information about a man in some of your photos. This man is wanted by the FBI for child sexual assault and other charges. I will attach the photos with the man highlighted.
Thank You –
The photos were old photos I’d posted here from the Hash, including a Hasher we called Cupcake. A year or so ago, he disappeared without a word and hasn’t been seen or heard from since. Rumor at the time was that he was a fugitive on the run, but no one knew what happened that caused him to abruptly depart from Subic, where he’d been living for several years. What freaked me out was that this private investigator found some old random photos on my little-read blog that included someone wanted by the FBI. There must be some awesomely scary facial recognition software out there that can search the nooks and crannies of the internet to find fugitives. Damn, that’s scary. What if they criminalize lousy grammar and punctuation? I’m doomed for sure. Anyway, almost all my interactions with Cupcake were Hash-related, and he didn’t give off any child-molester vibes. I guess that’s the most dangerous kind.
Swan joined me for my walk yesterday, which is always nice. I have my standard solo walks, but I change things up on Thursdays and add some extra distance. So, I walked up the National Highway towards Olongapo for four kilometers or so, then took a path down to a little village on the water named Bantay Bayan, which I hadn’t been to for a while. It’s one of those places that has a nice vibe about it, and I could see myself living there if I ever wanted to change my life and live like a local. I doubt I ever will, but who knows? As we passed through, a couple of Filipino guys started talking to Swan, saying they were selling their house and lot. It was not my kind of place, but it was funny that the fates were there to tempt me.
I had intended to walk the beach back to Barretto, but the tide was higher than I’ve seen before, making the beach passage impossible without wading through knee-deep water. So, we headed back up to the Highway and then came back down to the beach at the Samba Resort. Samba only allows pass-throughs with a charge, but there is a new beach bar on the premises that you can visit without a fee. I asked the guard if it was open, and it was (the hours are ten to midnight), so we got a get-off-the-highway card for free!
I’ve never been to the Kon Tiki before, but have heard many good things about it. It is owned by the same guy who has Harley’s on Baloy. I’ve long lamented the fact that there is no true beach bar in Barretto. This one is 3K out of town, but it’s just the kind of place I’d visit regularly if it were more easily accessed. Seizing the moment, I declared the hike over, plopped down on a bar stool, and gave the Kon Tiki a go. At the end of our visit, we caught a Jeepney back to Barretto, but before we departed we got some prices on the available lodging at Samba. One day soon we’ll be back and make an overnight stay there.
Here are some photos from our abbreviated 6K+ hike:
Here are the Kon-Tiki shots:
So, the locals tell me there are no sharks in the bay, but this sign outside Kon-Tiki warns of another danger:
So, when beer o’clock rolled around, Swan advised she would be staying home. I decided to pay an increasingly rare visit to Cheap Charlies. I enjoyed catching up with one of my old favorites and treated her to some lady drinks and food. When it was time to move on, I considered the many bar options available and decided where I wanted to be most: The Rite Spot. Swan was there when I arrived and we had an enjoyable evening together on the roof.
And my life goes on.
Looking back to one of my previous lives:
And here is a question I answered four years ago on Quora:
Q: Have you ever been reported to your company’s HR department, due to a malicious complaint? What happened?
A: Yes. I have a personal blog, and once, I did a post where I mentioned “the pedophile Mohammed.” Someone sent a complaint to the Command group saying it was inappropriate for someone working in HR to hold such views. A big investigation ensued, and I was counseled by my supervisor and the EEO manager. When the lawyers came back, they determined that what I wrote was a personal opinion written on personal time and that such opinions were protected by the First Amendment to the United States Constitution. I was advised not to identify myself as a Federal employee or to otherwise include a disclaimer that my opinions were my own and did not represent the views of the command or the US government.
And by the way, Mohammed married a 12-year-old. I stand by my description.
These days, my blog provides clues to the whereabouts of pedophile felons. Apparently.
Humor time:
That’s all for today. Time for me to get ready for tonight’s SOB competition. It’s at Alaska Club, one of my favorite venues. I’ll tell you all about it tomorrow.
re: Bush Diver
My condolences. May he find himself waist-deep in angel bush now.
re: Chester the Molester
Yikes. Not the kind of brush with fame anyone is looking for.
the hours are ten to midnight
Fancy that. A two-hour bar.
I’ve never been to the Kon Tiki before, but have heard many good things about it.
Spot the error! And why is it an error? Let’s see whether you’ve really learned anything. If you give up, click here and look around for a hint.
The menu options.
The options all look good. I was staring at the menu and fantasizing, and I decided I’d probably have a tuna poke bowl, Hawaiian chicken curry, and the mac and cheese. None of these things goes together, but variety is the point. If I had any room after that, maybe a Kahuna Burger, just to have a Pulp Fiction moment.
Damn, that stings
Need to work on the English in that question: “What’s the worse thing your husbands said while you were having sex?”
Have fun SOBing.
Ironic to the point of disturbing if the FBI spam had been in pursuit of Bush Diver (RIP). Just for our information, can you clarify exactly what child molester vibes look or sound like? I’m guessing your average criminal psychopath goes to great lengths to understand what they are and go about doing the complete opposite. One mistake was naming himself after a child’s portion-size sweet snack. Must be unnerving to be amidst a community that these types gravitate towards. The only pedophile activity that should be actively encouraged is their public dismemberment.
Saw that some clown referred to your writings as “drivel” recently. Pay no heed to such tedious low blows and keep up the stream of posts.
So, what was your verdict on Kon Tiki? Worth the visit even though it was a bit out of the way?
Brian, Yes, Kon-Tiki is worth the visit. We’ll be back, and we might even do an overnight stay.
Dan, I don’t know for sure what child molester vibes look like. Maybe some old guy handing out cookies to kids? Oh wait! But seriously, someone found a “wanted poster” of him on the ‘net, and his crime was underage teen girls, not little kids. Honestly, in my interactions with him, he didn’t seem creepy or any different than other mongers I’ve met around town. But if they are still actively looking for him after all these years, there must be more to the story.
I’ve called some of my posts here “drivel” as well, so take no offense when someone else notes that. But I’m going to keep telling my story for as long as my feeble brain can string some words together. Thanks for your support!
“I’ve never been to the Kon Tiki before, but I have heard many good things about it.”
Okay, I give up. Other than adding the “I,” I don’t see what else was wrong. And yes, I say that even after re-reading the comma lesson. And now I have a headache at 5:30 in the morning. So, help me out. What is the correct rendition?
Yes, there are quite a few things on that menu that you don’t see around much. I’m looking forward to sampling some of them. I also noticed it’s on the pricey side, but then again, it is a high-rent beach resort.
I noticed that, when you quoted your own sentence from my comment, you rewrote it ever so slightly.
Here’s what I wrote, copy-pasting directly from your passage:
I’ve never been to the Kon Tiki before, but have heard many good things about it.
Here’s what you “quoted” (but actually rewrote):
“I’ve never been to the Kon Tiki before, but I have heard many good things about it.”
See the difference?
In the original sentence that I quoted, there was the phrase “before, but have.” In your altered version, it’s “before, but I have.” Now, “before, but I have” is a good and valid correction for the mistake. Another correction would simply be to remove the comma without adding “I.” In the hint that I linked, there’s a section on compound predicates (1 subject, 2 actions). Please give that a reread. You don’t use commas with compound predicates—that’s the explanation I was looking for. Examples of what I’m talking about:
WRONG: Sally sat down, and farted lustily.
RIGHT: Sally sat down and farted lustily.
WRONG: He knew tossing her salad was wrong, but did it anyway.
RIGHT: He knew tossing her salad was wrong, but he did it anyway.
ALSO RIGHT: He knew tossing her salad was wrong but did it anyway.
WRONG: I’ve never been to the Kon Tiki before, but have heard many good things about it.
RIGHT: I’ve never been to the Kon Tiki before, but I have heard many good things about it. (inserting an “I” to make a clause)
ALSO RIGHT: “I’ve never been to the Kon Tiki before but have heard many good things about it.” (no comma)
Okay, so the fix was adding the “I,” which I did after paying more attention to the sentence. For what it is worth, Grammarly still wants the comma, even without the “I.” I trust you more than Grammarly, though.
I know you keep going back to it, but please don’t trust the Grammarly app. If, however, you visit Grammarly’s main website to look up grammar points/explanations, those grammar points are pretty solid because they’re written by humans and not produced by algorithms.
(And learn how to copy-paste instead of rewriting a sentence from scratch! That’s how you get accurate quotes.)
Yeah, I can copy and paste just fine. I was trying to post the “corrected” sentence, but the quote marks weren’t appropriate since I changed what you had posted.
Anyway, the corrected sentence doesn’t need the comma. Fuck you, Grammarly!