Well, technically, it is the sun that browns, but doing the Hash in this fucking heat certainly helps to darken the skin.
Nothing like having some fun in the sun!
So, naturally, I did the short trail yesterday, hoofing it from the VFW to the On-Home at Tiny Cunt’s house at the end of Rizal Extension. That was blissfully only 3+K, but it did feature two moderately long climbs. My walking fun wasn’t done yet, though. I had a few beers after the hike and before the Hash Circle commenced, then departed and walked the 3K to It Doesn’t Matter. At least it was all downhill. I’d rather walk (mostly) sober in daylight than try to find a way back to town in the dark. Anyway, another Hash I lived to tell about, so here goes:
The short trail folks met up at the VFW (that’s the Hare, Tiny Cunt, on the right). The long trail began on Rizal Extension.And we are On-On!These guys are retreating from a wrong turnLet the climbing begin!Heading up through some hillside shantiesThis was the first time we’d seen Gasman on trail in several months (he’d been injured in a motorcycle crash)It was much more pleasant hiking in the shadeOn up!I was huffin’ and puffin’, but for some reason, I wasn’t at the back of the pack yesterday like I usually am.Resting in the shade of a lean-toLooking down on Barrio BarrettoReady for action!My Easter Mountain shotThe trail took me by the mountain family’s place. Onelia celebrated her 50th birthday yesterday, so I slipped her a gift of 500 pesos—and cookies for the kids, of course.A little stroll on the dirt roadAnd then it was time for the second climbA view from the top of the second climbOur path also took us by mountain mama MJ’s place. She and kids weren’t home though……so I left their treats on a table in the cubi hut outside.Relaxing with an after-hike cold beer at the On-Home venue.Two of our Hash Gash (where does that name come from?), Anal intruder and Derby’s Bitch, chillin’ after the hot hike.The purple line is the short trail I walked. The long trail in red was insane–up and over Kalaklan, then down to Gordon Heights in Olongapo, back up Kalaklan, and then down to the On-Home. I wouldn’t enjoy that on a cool day.
After a few more beers at IDM, I was ready to call it a day. Swan had been taking care of some business in town, and she had her trike driver swing by and pick me up. I skipped dinner, had a smoothie, and hit the sack at 8 p.m. I earned it!
I can honestly say that I had Zero beers last night
I’ll be one of the Hares next week, so you know it’s gonna be a good one. We’ll see if the Kennel agrees.
A nice stroll down memory lane today courtesy of Facebook:
Some of the “disinformation” I was posting four years ago. Oddly, it turns out I was right.Seven years ago, Uncle Sam rented me this house in Pyeongtaek, Korea for my last year of government service.Eight years ago, I enjoyed a luncheon with my team in Seoul. I miss the people more than the work.
This is not my memory, but it did give me a chuckle:
That didn’t end well!
Okay, let’s do the Quora Q&A thing:
Q: What is the most inexpensive way my family can deal with me in the event of my death? Is it free to donate my body to science and hold no funeral, no casket, if I’d rather they don’t spend money on my corpse?
A: That’s exactly what my father wanted and did. The medical university that received his donated body took care of all the arrangements, like picking up his remains from the hospital where he died. Several months later, I got a notice that they were finished with him, and I was asked to pick up a cardboard box containing his ashes. Later, my brothers and I poured them into the river in his hometown, and that was that.
Dad always lived life on his terms.
Let’s try to lighten things up a tad:
You are welcome!That seems a tad bassackwardsBeen there, done that. Not anymore. We still buy an occasional drink for our friends and favorites, but no strings attached.Where global warming really comes from. Who is gonna plug that hole?See how you are?
Alright, that’s all for now. Nothing special going on today, but I’ll write about it anyway tomorrow.
We sing some of these at the SBH3.
4 thoughts on “Hash browns”
This was the first time we’d seen Gasman on trail in several months (he’d been injured in a motorcycle crash)
And whatever happened to 18-Kilo-Ass? And that other—was he British?—dude who was super-slow and appeared exactly once, but who promised to work on his aerobic capacity and walk more with you guys? Did they both fade away?
I wasn’t at the back of the pack yesterday like I usually am.
In spoken or informal English, I guess this isn’t a serious error, but as an incurable pedant, I have to point out that “like” technically can’t be followed by a clause. So when people say “Like I said” (which, admittedly, they say all the time), they’re being grammatically incorrect. Instead of “like,” use some form of “as,” such as “as” (by itself), “as if,” “as though,” etc. You can also use other phrases, like “the way,” etc. So a possible rewrite might be:
I wasn’t at the back of the pack yesterday the way I usually am.
WRONG: Do it like Fred does it.
RIGHT: Do it the way Fred does it.
WRONG: Jen acted like she was enjoying it.
RIGHT: Jen acted as if she were enjoying it.
“Like” is okay for prepositional phrases, noun phrases, and noun clauses:
PREP. PHRASE: Now I want back—like in the deal.*
NOUN PHRASE: She keeled over like that nurse.
NOUN CLAUSE: “Do me hard,” she said, “like when we were in love.”
“Like” is not okay for other clauses:
WRONG: Kill her like you killed her brother yesterday.
RIGHT: Kill her the way you killed her brother yesterday.
RIGHT: Kill her as you killed her brother yesterday.
…so I left their treats on a table in the cubi hut outside.
Mount “Gwynn-a-Tube-O.”
__________
*A line from Sam Raimi/Bruce Campbell’s Army of Darkness.
18-Kilo joined a motorcycle club (I’m told the Hells Angels) in Angeles City and spends most of his time riding with them. You gotta do what makes you happy in life. The other guy was a Brit and he’s never been back. I used to see him on the street sometimes, but not lately.
It appears you didn’t like my phrasing. It did feel a little off, but I ignored the red flag like the way I usually do. I just checked what Grammarly had to say about that line, and they offered: “I wasn’t at the back of the pack yesterday like usual.” Your suggestions make more sense, and it seems like a grammar rule I might actually remember. We’ll see.
Yikes! That “axe wound” definition was downright scary. I don’t want to ever see that, even in my imagination.
This was the first time we’d seen Gasman on trail in several months (he’d been injured in a motorcycle crash)
And whatever happened to 18-Kilo-Ass? And that other—was he British?—dude who was super-slow and appeared exactly once, but who promised to work on his aerobic capacity and walk more with you guys? Did they both fade away?
I wasn’t at the back of the pack yesterday like I usually am.
In spoken or informal English, I guess this isn’t a serious error, but as an incurable pedant, I have to point out that “like” technically can’t be followed by a clause. So when people say “Like I said” (which, admittedly, they say all the time), they’re being grammatically incorrect. Instead of “like,” use some form of “as,” such as “as” (by itself), “as if,” “as though,” etc. You can also use other phrases, like “the way,” etc. So a possible rewrite might be:
I wasn’t at the back of the pack yesterday the way I usually am.
WRONG: Do it like Fred does it.
RIGHT: Do it the way Fred does it.
WRONG: Jen acted like she was enjoying it.
RIGHT: Jen acted as if she were enjoying it.
“Like” is okay for prepositional phrases, noun phrases, and noun clauses:
PREP. PHRASE: Now I want back—like in the deal.*
NOUN PHRASE: She keeled over like that nurse.
NOUN CLAUSE: “Do me hard,” she said, “like when we were in love.”
“Like” is not okay for other clauses:
WRONG: Kill her like you killed her brother yesterday.
RIGHT: Kill her the way you killed her brother yesterday.
RIGHT: Kill her as you killed her brother yesterday.
…so I left their treats on a table in the cubi hut outside.
I hope nothing melted.
Hash Gash (where does that name come from?)
I guess it’s better than “axe wound.”
Where global warming really comes from.
Mount “Gwynn-a-Tube-O.”
__________
*A line from Sam Raimi/Bruce Campbell’s Army of Darkness.
18-Kilo joined a motorcycle club (I’m told the Hells Angels) in Angeles City and spends most of his time riding with them. You gotta do what makes you happy in life. The other guy was a Brit and he’s never been back. I used to see him on the street sometimes, but not lately.
It appears you didn’t like my phrasing. It did feel a little off, but I ignored the red flag
likethe way I usually do. I just checked what Grammarly had to say about that line, and they offered: “I wasn’t at the back of the pack yesterday like usual.” Your suggestions make more sense, and it seems like a grammar rule I might actually remember. We’ll see.Yikes! That “axe wound” definition was downright scary. I don’t want to ever see that, even in my imagination.
The axe-wound song.
Ouch, the song is almost as bad as the axe-wound.