In Joy

The afternoon view from my patio

Thursday’s highlight was a visit from Joy, then sharing dinner with her at one of the new samgyeopsal houses here in Barretto.

We did Set B
The sides
Meat on the grill
Meat on the plate
Meat in the mouth

I’d rate the food overall as mediocre. I know I’m spoiled by all those years in Korea, but how can you not get samgyeopsal right? None of the three types was more than paper-thin; whether that was why it was almost tasteless, I can’t say. The sides were nothing special either, and the kimchi sucked. I enjoyed being in Joy’s company for the meal but not much else. Oh, and I knew the restaurant wouldn’t have gin, but the only beer they had was San Miguel Pilsner. I wasn’t going to break my diet for a beer I don’t even like. I had water with my meal.

Joy went home after dinner, and I hit the bars, starting with It Doesn’t Matter. Fellow Hasher Jim showed up a bit later, and I had company at the bar I didn’t have to pay for. We did a bit of a bar crawl, hitting BarCelona next. I don’t frequently visit there, but they all knew Jim by name. The bartender had a hot body and a friendly personality. Good combination!

Walking the highway between bars as the sun goes down

Next up was Sloppy Joe’s. I’m liking this bar more and more. It’s got the outside seating I like and good service. It seems to be getting very popular too. We had a couple of drinks here, then Jim headed home. I went next door to Alaska for my nightcap and hoped to see Virginia. Alas, she hadn’t shown up for work again. Oh, well. Her loss. I’ll use the money I saved on lady drinks to pay my entrance fee for tonight’s SOB.

I did a solo morning walk on the neighborhood streets on Matain and through the Santa Monica subdivision.

The dirty river
Boats on the bay
A quiet street in Matain
A view from Govic highway
In Santa Monica subdivision
Here’s how it looked from above. And yes, I grabbed some lunch to go from Sit-n-Bull at the end. Almost 8K altogether.

I played around with that ChatGPT thing for a few minutes. I asked it who I am and it said I’m a nobody:

I’m sorry, but without additional context, I cannot determine who John Mark McCrarey is. It is possible that John Mark McCrarey is an individual who is not widely known or someone who uses a pseudonym.

I guess that may be true, but what about my blog?

I’m sorry, but I don’t have information on a specific blog named “Long Time Gone”. It is possible that the blog is a personal blog or a niche blog with a limited audience, and therefore may not have information readily available online. To find out more about the blog, you may try searching for it on the internet or contacting the author or administrator of the blog directly.

Oh, well. I’ll keep trying to make something of myself someday.

My sense of humor is still intact. Such as it is.

4 thoughts on “In Joy

  1. You seem to be getting along well with ChatGPT. Too bad it doesn’t do happy endings, eh?

    Sorry to hear the Korean food was so-so. Cook the meat a bit darker to coax out more flavor. If you ever go back to that place, I mean.

    Dirty river. I sympathize.

  2. Would love to have some Joy right now, such a cutie. Does she know random pictures of her devouring meat our on the internet?

  3. Well, she knows I’m taking the pics, but I’ve never mentioned my blog to her. I don’t share those photos on Facebook, though, so I think her anonymity is relatively safe. If she ever asked me to not post her photos here, I’d stop.

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