
Meanwhile, in this iteration of the ’70s, strange seems normal. At least, it does to me. Here’s what my normal looked like yesterday:
We moved the Decay Dance to Sunday since were were busy with the 7-11 Hash on Saturday.


And this week’s video features Section 3 of the Decay Dance:









We adhered to our regular Sunday routine for alcohol intake and started things off at Red Bar.


When the hunger pangs set in, we decided to forgo our usual delivery from Foodies and paid a visit to Sit-n-Bull instead. One of the Red Bar gals expressed her disappointment that there would be no feeding. Maybe next week.


With our hunger satiated, we moved up the street for a nightcap at Cyclone Bar. The pool table beckoned, and I convinced Swan to join me.


Swan said she really enjoyed playing pool, so I suspect it’ll become one of the things we do during our nightly bar time. Works for me!
We headed home around 8:30, and I made a batch of strawberry-banana smoothies for our bedtime treat. It’s a sweet life we’re living!
In other news, Swan has been busy with the Christmas decorations:

Facebook memories took me back ten years for this:

From the June 2023 LTG archives: I had my first date with Swan, taking her to an SOB show. She’d never been to one and asked what it was. I told her it was a cultural dance competition. As the dancers shook their booties on stage, Swan laughed and said, “What culture is that?” I replied, “The bar culture.”
You have to scroll down through the hiking portion of the post to get to the part about Swan.
Today’s YouTube video shares some wise words from Mark Twain, a great American whose wisdom is largely ignored in our current f’d-up world.
There ain’t no stoppin’ me now:



It’s another Hash Monday. I’ve got no intel on today’s trail, but the Hare isn’t one of my favorites. At least we’re starting in Alta Vista, so I can make my own way as circumstances dictate. We shall see. Come back tomorrow for a full report.
It’s 1982 in the music of a lifetime journey, and I’m lovin’ me some rock ’n’ roll. The video is a nice throwback to those happier days—when you could drop a dime in the jukebox (or pinball machine). Those good times are gone forever. It’s nice that Joan Jett is still around, and I didn’t know until just now that she’s three years YOUNGER than me. I think that’s a first among the artists I’ve featured in this series.