It’s been hot as hell all week, and now it’s Good Friday. Thursday wasn’t bad either, if a tad on the bland side.
When it came time to walk me, I had it in mind to do a long highway walk out to Olongapo and back. But it is Holy Week, and that’s a really big deal in these parts. I noticed the hotel parking lots were full, and traffic on the highway was even worse than usual.
Swan is still doing her meat distributor business. She takes orders, the wholesaler delivers the goods (from Angeles, I think), and then she goes around town making deliveries. That usually happens on Fridays, but not the Good ones. So, while Swan was taking care of business, I hit the bars. I had a half-off coupon for Green Room, so I went to work. It was almost like old times, drinking beers and watching some pool games, buying lady drinks for my waitress and massage girl, and just chillin’.
When it was time to move on, I went next door to Alaska and used my free beer voucher. Jerry was still in the hospital, but reportedly, the surgery went well, and he is due to be released today. Then Swan messaged that she was finished with her deliveries, so we decided to meet up at Wet Spot. Beer and wine, some chat with Daddy Dave, and take out from Sit-n-Bull to finish our day.
Yep, nothing to write home about, but I blogged it anyway.
My pal Scott messaged me early this morning that his girl had climbed Easter Mountain with her hiking club. At 2:00 a.m.! I cannot imagine doing that climb in the dark, but they did. Others went up just before dawn to see the Good Friday sunrise. God bless them.
I found this story about a man marrying ONE of the conjoined twins, and the implications boggled my brain some. Twitchy handled it in typical humorous fashion, but wow, good luck to them. I can’t imagine the wedding night.
And here is an excellent description of the paradox of being old.
I’ve been seeing some posts on Facebook touting Biden’s accomplishments, and in the spirit of fairness, I’ve been sharing them.
And there’s this:
Enough with politics, let’s do the Quora Q&A:
Q: Why do a lot of Koreans go to the Philippines?
A: I took my Korean girlfriend with me on one of my visits to the Philippines. We landed at Clark airport in Angeles City. While waiting in the immigration line, my girl looked around and said, “There must be 100 people in line, but only three of us are women. Why?” I thought for a moment about all the girly bars in the area and then answered truthfully: “The men are here for the golf.”
True story.
Ready for some humor?
So, a Good Friday group hike this morning, and now I’ll try to make it a Good Friday night on the town. I’ll let you know how that goes tomorrow.
Swan is still doing her meat distributor business. She takes orders, the wholesaler delivers the goods (from Angeles, I think), and then she goes around town making deliveries.
Is she still also working at that bar? How’s business?
Nobody doesn’t better than you, Joe!
I assume the “doesn’t” is on purpose. If so, I’ve never seen that joke before.
Hurry November!
What’s missing?
Well, enjoy all that lovely heat. Better you than me. Although Korea’s time is coming. Man, fuck summer.
I read that story about the co-joined twins. Crazy, but I give them credit for seeming to have a relatively normal life up to this point.
Yeah, much respect. Best wishes for their continued success.
Swan worked briefly at the Subiza Beach Resort, but the lack of customers didn’t warrant her continuing. She likes to stay busy.
It is good to be unintentionally funny sometimes. It worked better than the sarcasm I intended.
If I were to rewrite it, I’d say, “Hurry up, November!” I reckon a comma would have also been in order in the original version. Grammarly doesn’t think so, though.
I’ve pretty much acclimated to the heat here, but damn, these past few days have been hotter than normal. I’m ready to start bitching about the rainy season!
Yeah, since you’re addressing the month of November directly, you need what’s called a vocative comma. Such commas work like this:
Yes, sir. Yes, ma’am.
I’m sorry, Dave.
Fred, you’re one of a kind.
Or consider the classic vocative-comma poster, which says:
Let’s eat Grandpa!
Let’s eat, Grandpa!
Commas save lives!
So: “Hurry up November,” without the vocative comma, sounds as if you’re telling others to somehow accelerate the arrival of November. “Hurry up, November!” means you’re addressing November directly, enjoining it to come quickly.
All they say on Battlestar Galactica, “All of this has happened before and will happen again.”
Also: see this post.
Well, originally, it was just “hurry November,” but that is kind of fragmented. After your comment, I asked Grammarly about it. It had no issue with the lack of a comma after hurry but did require one after hurry up.
And yes, there is no doubt it will happen again. I’m a SLOW learner.
Did Grammarly understand that you were addressing November directly? Probably not, so there’s the problem. And whether it’s “Hurry, November” or “Hurry up, November,” you still need the vocative comma.
I trust you much more than Grammarly. I don’t always follow the suggested changes (usually word choices) either.