Well, they say when you get bucked off a horse you just have to pick yourself up and kill the motherfucker. Then you find a new horse to ride.

In that vein, I rejected Cherry’s attempt to reconcile and moved on to the next two dating site possibilities. Had dinner last night with Caren, a gal who lives here in Barretto.

I had the baby back ribs and they might have been about the best I’ve ever eaten. So tender and juicy! The dish in the background is some seafood medley thing that Caren professed to enjoy.

The sunset from Mango’s back deck was awesome as well…

Not much to say about Caren. Unemployed, not much of a conversationalist, and I didn’t find her physically attractive. The only thing mildly interesting about her was her professed bisexuality. So we had a pleasant dinner and I sent her home. Next!

I’m chatting with an Olongapo gal named Cynthia. She’s a licensed nursing assistant and seems to be intelligent and can hold up her end of a written conversation at least. She claims she likes to walk so I may see about joining her soon and see where that goes.

And it looks like it will be back to the movies tomorrow with Jessa and friends. Was hoping for a solo date, but maybe it’s better this way.

I’m one week out from departing for the USA, so I doubt I’ll have much time to do any pursuing until I get back. Lots of Hash related activities on tap for the coming days. A Friday night pub crawl, a special Hash in Pundaquit on Saturday, the regular Hash on Monday. Then Tuesday I’ll apparently be participating in something called a “Boonduckit” (phonetic). It’s all kind of hush-hush so I’m not sure what all is involved but I’m told it is wild. We shall see.

Ride ’em cowboy!

Ride em, cowboy
Don’t let em throw you down
You can’t make no money
If you hit the ground
They said, ride em cowboy
Don’t let em throw you down
You’re the toughest cowboy in town

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TuqzMiDYBfM