Greetings fellow travelers in the blogosphere. Here is a quick report on the things I experienced during yesterday’s journey.

My driver arrived on time for the rescheduled grocery shopping excursion. He profusely apologized for the Tuesday mix-up. He told me he had sent another driver to cover for him, but the other driver never showed, claiming he could not find my house. Oh well, at least he tried. I missed the outing with the Wednesday Walkers, but my shelves are now restocked with the weekly food supply.

So, the day’s big event was visiting the Ulticare Hospital for some tests. I started with a chest x-ray, had some blood drawn, and peed in a cup. And then I had an ultrasound reading of my abdomen and those vital organs that lie within. The findings: liver, gallbladder, biliary tree (had to look that one up), pancreas, spleen, right kidney, prostate, and urinary bladder are all normal. Hooray! But what about that left kidney? Well, there is “a 2.3-centimeter simple cyst in the cortical mid-segment of the left kidney.”

I shared the results with Dr. Jo, and she and hubby Chris agreed that, given the small size of the cyst and lack of symptoms, no surgical intervention is warranted at this time. The pain I was feeling last week has disappeared for the most part, and Dr. Jo speculates that the cause of the pain is not kidney-related. So, that’s the kind of news I was hoping for.

In between the hospital tests and my late afternoon appointment with Dr. Jo, we had a late lunch at John’s place. Well, it was technically a break fast, as I hadn’t eaten for over eight hours. After the meal, we stopped at Sloppy Joe’s to pay our respects to the recently deceased owner, Joakim. I hadn’t heard of a scheduled gathering, but the place was packed with friends and customers raising toasts to his memory.

I’ve heard that Joakim was 56 years old when he died, and he had been suffering from prostate cancer. I understand he also has a Filipina wife and a recently born child. I’m unclear if he was the sole proprietor of Sloppy Joe’s or what the future holds for the bar.

After Sloppy Joe’s, I visited Dr. Jo, and then it was time to continue my liver exercise program, starting at the Green Room. I played a couple of games of pool with waitress Chu and didn’t totally embarrass myself. I had a “buy one, get one” coupon for the Alaska Club, so that’s where we did our nightcap. I did my usual 50 peso tip for each of the dancers, and of course, we took care of our waitress friends as well.

And that’s how my day went.

As I was going threw the LTG archives for August 2007, I came across this post about misusing the word through (like I did intentionally in this sentence). I smiled when I saw that I gave a shout-out to my favorite grammar Nazi, Kevin Kim. Luckily, I caught the error before he did, but over the subsequent years, I’ve given him ample opportunities for (justified) criticisms of similar errors.

Today’s YouTube video is a short from Reekay that explains why most Filipinas you meet don’t have a boyfriend. They should just be honest and say, “Not anymore!”

And then there was this:

Don’t worry, there’s plenty more where that came from. See you here tomorrow!

I like the music video better than the song, but the song ain’t bad either.