Today makes nine months since the conception of my retired life in the Philippines. Thankfully throughout this gestation period there has been no cause to abort my decision to move here. I’ve been born again! And life goes on.

Notwithstanding how it may appear to readers of this blog, I do not find my life boring at all. It just sounds that way when I write about it, day after day after day. I’ve settled into my routines and rituals and they thus far have been more than adequate to keep me feeling fulfilled and satisfied. Your mileage may vary.

I pass a good portion of the daytime hours walking about and when the sun goes down I rest my weary legs on a comfortable bar stool and drink copious amounts of beer contribute my share to support the local economy. I’m a Hasher and a darter and on a first name basis with bargirls all over town. It’s a good life for me here in the golden years.

And there are always opportunities to spice things up a little. Take yesterday’s VFW Beach Bash at Midnight Rambler for example. I started out competing in the afternoon singles dart tournament, played poorly and was eliminated late in the early evening. Which freed me up to agree to be a judge in the Ms. Beach Bash beauty pageant.

But wait, there’s more! I too was called up on stage…

And like the proverbial icing on the cake, I won this gift certificate in the raffle drawing:

So, it was a great event and an interesting crowd. Like this guy:

And so it goes and so it went. And as the bureau of tourism is wont to say: It’s better in the Philippines!