Even by my low standards, these seemingly endless rainy days are wearying in their sameness. I want my old boring days back, where I could at least kill some time with a hike. Well, I’m going to Hash today, rain or shine. And the forecast is for more wet weather.

In the meantime, here’s what happened yesterday: nothing. At least, nothing until I headed out for the feeding at Hideaway Bar. It’d been so long since I’d been for a walk that I decided to document the journey to Hideaway as if it were something special.

Exciting shit, eh? But wait, there’s more!

Then it was time to cross the highway and join Swan for dinner at John’s place.

Ain’t love grand?

First stop after dinner was Red Bar.

We did our nightcap at Jumpin’ Jacks. Once again, the music was the highlight, although this time it was country-western. My curiosity as to why was answered when a guy wearing a cowboy hat came out of the CR (comfort room/restroom). It turns out he’s visiting from Texas and plans to move to San Narciso with his Filipina in the near future.

When Swan finished her wine, we grabbed a trike for home, and so ended a rainy Sunday.

It’s my dearly departed mother’s birthday, and Facebook greeted me with some photos of her I posted over the years to mark the occasion:

Back in April 2010, I wrote a post about a night out in Itaewon with the wife, her daughter, and my nephew Justin. Life is full of unhappy endings, but the memories along the way are sometimes nice to embrace.

Today’s YouTube video shares the stories of some foreigners learning the meaning of FAFO.

Let’s finish with a smile:

And that’s all I’ve got. We’ll see how the wet Hash goes.