Not as crazy as I was at last week’s SOB, though. At least I remember everything that happened, and other than being stupid with money, it was nothing bad. I did, in fact, switch to San Mig Zero beer for the night, and that seemed to help me keep my wits about me.
I picked the friendly door girl to be my companion during the show.
The Aftermath event was held at The Green Room this week. When I arrived, all the usual customer tables were already full. The waitress cleared some of the working girls off the table they were seated at, and one lingered around, so I invited her to sit down and join me.
Before long, another gal I kinda know (or, more precisely, she knows me) showed up. I guess I bought her drinks back when she worked at Rum Jungle. She knows my name, but I don’t remember hers. The funny story is we were hiking way out by the shipyard in Cawag a while back, and I heard a girl calling out, “John!”. Turns out it was her, and we were walking past her house. I gave her kids cookies, of course.
These two were enjoying their drinks, and I asked if they were hungry. They were, so I ordered a take-out pizza from Sit-n-Bull (they have a waitress right there in the bar). I got up to take a pee (the comfort room is next door at Wet Spot), and on my way back to Green Room, Aine grabbed me. What could I do but invite her to join us?
One thing about buying all those lady drinks is that you get two raffle coupons for every drink you buy. I had a nice big stack of them but, amazingly, didn’t have my name drawn. A little disappointing, but what are you gonna do? At the end of the event, I tipped my three fans and my waitress 100 pesos each and headed back home with an empty wallet. (Fact of the matter is I spent “only” 5000 pesos ($100) or so on the night, 2000 at the SOB and 3000 at the Aftermath. How do you put a price tag on having a good time? And four gals went home with a little extra money in their pocket, so it’s a win for everyone. I can’t and won’t be that generous all the time, but once in a while, why not?
Earlier in the day, I led the Friday group hikers on a trek over the My Bitch trail, then down Rizal Extension, and back to Barretto at Dynamite Dick’s for some lunch and liquid refreshments.
All told, we did right around 7K, start to finish.
Speaking of milestones, this morning, when I responded to a comment on my post entitled “Comment Tarry,” it turns out that it was the 13,000th comment in the history of this blog. I think it is funny that it was on a post about comments. I just did the math, and there have been 4,304 posts here at LTG. That means each post has averaged three comments. The reality is, though, that in the early days, my posts were besieged by spam comments. I’ve got some spam blockers now that prevent that.
There are a few new bars that have opened since my Bars of Barretto series, so tonight, I plan to visit at least one of them and do a review.
Sees ya tamale then!
Sorry for the crappy [photo. About] all you can see are Aine’s great boobs.
I’m almost afraid to ask: are those her real boobs this time? I can no longer tell.
HaHa! Well, I’ve never had a taste or even copped a feel, but they appear real and consistent with her body curves. It took a minute before I realized you were talking about that liar shirt showing fake cleavage. I never understood why she’d wear that; she doesn’t need it.
The woman on the mountain is looking skinnier and skinnier. Does she have a husband or male cousin up there? I can’t imagine it’s that safe if it’s just her and her children.
Also, the rumors seem to be true.
Most mongers, if you’ll excuse the term, swear that Barretto is full of ugly old wrinkly bargirls. ‘ girls’ is doing a lot of heavy lifting.
The photos you’ve posted here and in other blog entries either have extremely young ladies or rather frumpy single moms working very hard.
But today you straight up posted grandmothers 👵 I was under the impression that the rampant inherent ageism in girly bars would curb the age at 30. I guess this is a good thing as it provides employment opportunities. And for you to have a somewhat mature companion to share laughs with.
You were so busy you forgot to mention and highlight the winners of the prizes .
Aine wins 🏆 by default
Thanks for the writing as usual.
James, I assume you are talking about mountain girl MJ. She doesn’t have a husband and no boyfriend that I know of but does have family next door, including her mother and I think, a brother. If you meant Olivia, she does have a husband with her up there on the mountaintop.
Yeah, I’ve heard the bad-mouthing of Barretto bargirls, especially from the Angeles denizens. When their bars were still closed, and ours were open, they sure came in droves every weekend though. There is more volume in AC, but we have our share of hotties. Admittedly, the gals I was hanging with Friday aren’t that hot, but I didn’t care because I was looking for a drinking buddy, not a fuck buddy. There are plenty of young cuties around. As to the ageism, yes, some bars won’t hire anyone over 30, but those aren’t the types of bars I tend to frequent.
Sorry I didn’t post the SOB results. I’ll put up a couple of pics of the winners in today’s post for you.