Just like General MacArthur, I have come back to the Philippines. It’s nitty and gritty, it’s dirty and pretty. And I like it. It’s good to be back home where I belong.

But damn, it’s hot!

Walked through the front door just before 3 a.m. and Buddy didn’t know what to make of it. I saw him looking out the window as I exited the car, and as I approached he took off upstairs. When I opened the door I saw him peeking down through the handrails. He got a glimpse of me and came back down to investigate. About this time my driver walked in and Buddy growled out him like he usually does. I told him “it’s okay Buddy” and I guess he recognized my voice because he came up and gave me a sniff just to be sure it was me. Once convinced, he went nuts, running in circles and whining, then standing on his hind legs and giving me hugs while I rubbed his back. He’s a sweet boy, that’s for sure.

Lucky had been out in the back yard and he was happy to see me (or to be let into the house) but was much more reserved around me, which is normal for him.

My domestic helpers were upstairs asleep of course, and soon enough so was I. I unpacked this morning, walked the dogs, and then walked myself for another hour. And of course this afternoon I’ve got the Hash. The notorious Leech My Nuggets is the Hare so I know I’m in for some punishment.

And damn it’s hot!

But hey it’s good to be back home again.

There will be another song for me
For I will sing it
There will be another dream for me
Someone will bring it
I will drink the wine while it is warm
And never let you catch me looking at the sun
And after all the loves of my life
After all the loves of my life
You’ll still be the one

I will take my life into my hands and I will use it
I will win the worship in their eyes and I will lose it
I will have the things that I desire
And let passion flow like rivers through the sky
And after all the loves of my life
Oh, after all the loves of my life
I’ll be thinking of you
And wondering why