And to make matters worse, Swan caught me. I’ll share the gruesome details later in this post. Let’s start with the good part of the day–Swan’s weekly candy walk.
Swan had a friend coming over to visit in the evening, which meant I would be alone in the bars. Yeah, you can see where this is leading.
So, I headed out with a pocketful of coupons from the SOB, including a “buy one, take one” for the Green Room. On my way there, I passed Sloppy Joe’s and saw a group of Hashers enjoying cold beverages, so I joined them for a couple.
When I moved next door to Green Room, I was able to secure my favorite table and plopped down to take full advantage of my half-price beer coupon. My regular waitress sat down, and we chatted some, so I bought her a lady drink. A bit later, a woman I met while hiking (I gave her kids some cookies) came over to give me a shoulder rub (she works there now). And then the Hasher I know came and stood beside my table, too. When I ordered my next beer, I bought them all a round of lady drinks. Yeah, those coupons always wind up costing me money!
I got a message that my pal Erik was on his way, and he arrived just in time to rescue me from a very aggressive gal who was trying to touch me in ways that even I find inappropriate. With Erik there, she turned her full attentions on him and left me alone. He seemed to be enjoying her company. I stayed for a couple of more (and another round of lady drinks). A large group of big-spending Koreans arrived and encamped on the tables next to ours. They began playing pool, and I saw one tip a girl 1000 pesos, which must have made her week. It’s always entertaining to watch the two-week millionaires in action.
Erik was surprised when I told him it was time for me to go, seeing as how it wasn’t even eight yet. When he asked why, I just said I’d rather be at home. Besides, he appeared to be in good hands (literally) with the aggressive girl. As I departed, I decided to stop into Sit-n-Bull and get a pecan pie for Swan (it’s her favorite). I was a little surprised to see the price has gone up to 260 pesos per pie slice. I usually get two for an even 500, but that won’t work now. My judgment may have been impaired somewhat by the beers, but I impulsively told the waitress to make a banana split to go. I got one pecan pie as well.
When I arrived home, Swan was still on the roof with her friends, so I turned on the TV and “Shameless”ly began devouring my banana split. Unbeknownst to me, Swan had quietly come downstairs and caught me red-handed cheating on my diet. She was none too pleased but calmed down when I handed her the pecan pie. Still, she let me know she expected me to remain faithful in the future to abstaining from ice cream. Yes, dear.
One day at a time. When you fall off the wagon, you just climb your way back on.
Today’s Quora Q&A:
Q: What are some places in the world where an America can much easily afford an early retirement there, whereas if they had stayed in America they would be struggling to get by and probably would run out of money?
A: It’s not hard to find places that are more affordable than the USA. I chose the Philippines and I live very well here on my pension. I love Asia and should I decide on a change of scenery I’d seriously consider Cambodia or Vietnam.
And now for the smiles:
I’m going to do a feeding at Hideaway and enjoy some time on the Arizona floating bar today. I don’t foresee any ice cream in my future, though.
Swan-ta Claus! Spreading joy wherever she goes!
Chicken feet at the Santo Tomas marketplace. I’ll stick with wings.
I accidentally ordered boneless chicken feet once at a Korean resto years ago. The texture was like trying to eat rubber gloves. I value the feet for their collagen, which renders out nicely when you boil them for chicken stock. Aside from that, though… ick.
Swan had a friend coming over to visit in the evening…
Then later:
When I arrived home, Swan was still on the roof with her friends…
So: a “friend” became “friends.” The magical power of multiplication.
I got a message that my pal Erik was on his way, and he arrived just in time to rescue me from a very aggressive gal who was trying to touch me in ways that even I find inappropriate.
You can always get up and move, or you can say something if the lady’s making you uncomfortable.
I love Asia and should I decide on a change of scenery I’d seriously consider Cambodia or Vietnam.
Spot the errors!
re: Buddhist-monk joke
Third time I’ve seen/heard that joke since last week. It’s experiencing a revival. That’s only half of the joke, though—the original joke goes like this:
A Buddhist comes up to a hot-dog vendor and says, “Make me one with everything.” After receiving the hot dog, he asks how much it costs. The vendor says, “Three bucks,” and the Buddhist gives him a ten. The vendor pockets the money and does nothing further. “Hey—where’s my change?” asks the Buddhist. The vendor says, “Change comes from within.”
I don’t believe I’ve had any manifestation of chicken feet, and I hope to keep it that way!
Yeah, I left before the friends arrived, but the husband came along, too. I think using the photo of Swan and her lady friend caused me to mess up the number of guests. That and I’m more stupid every day.
As for the aggressive GRO, I did push her hands away, and she got the message and backed off. Had she not, I would have gotten more forceful. Erik seemed to enjoy her attentions and bought her a lady drink, so it all worked out.
The errors I spot are a need for commas–after Asia and scenery. That was a cut and paste from an old post on Quora, and I really didn’t pay attention to the correctness of what I wrote back then. I’ll be more diligent in the future.
Oh yeah, the whole joke is much funnier! Thanks!
Amazing how easy the errors are to see the moment someone points out there are errors.
Yeah, I suck at proofreading anyway, but I didn’t bother even looking at the cut-and-paste.