I got some message on my phone that was mostly in Tagalog. The only part I could read was an “Orange Rain Alert” for Zambales province. Well, it’s been raining all day but it doesn’t look orange at all. Go figure.
I guess what’s happening is we are on the edge of a Phi-phoon (we are in the Philippines, so it can’t be a Thai-phoon, right?) And don’t you dare try and correct my spelling. I might go crazy like this gal did. Scary, huh?
I didn’t get to walk today because of the rain, so the trail scouting had to be postponed. Ah well, nothing to be done about it. Truthfully, I probably needed the day off. I’ve been experiencing a generalized body ache these past couple of days. Not sure what’s up with that. I did check the ‘net for dengue symptoms and I think I’m good on that account at least. Anyway, Tylenol takes the edge off so I should be fine.
Facebook reminded me how I looked three years ago:
I’ll venture out into the wetness to chuck some darts tonight. Might even practice a little first.
And that’s all I got for today…
There was so much more of the old you. For someone who’s not a progressive, you’ve made a hell of a lot of progress.
And, damn—you stole my thunder. I had wanted to blog about the “hampster” girl.
Yep, not the man I used to be. And I just did the “hampster” link, I thought of you when I saw it and wondered how you’d deal with an underling like her.