Here’s how it all went down:
I changed my grocery shopping routine by going to PureGold supermarket and then visiting the old Royal supermarket. I do that every few weeks hoping to find items that always seem to be out of stock at my regular Royal. I’m usually disappointed in the results, but at least I tried. Yeah, that’s about as exciting as it gets around here on a Tuesday.
Later, there was the weekly visit to the Kokomo floating bar. We arrived a little before five o’clock, and the raft guys said we were the first customers of the day (they open at noon). During our visit, two or three others came aboard, but it was not busy at all. I’m hearing May 15 will be the last day of operation this season, so next week might be my last visit for a while.
When our time on the floater was done, we visited Treasure Island for some dinner.
So, that was my Tuesday.
Six years ago, I enjoyed my retirement ceremony.
Back to the present day, this was posted on Facebook and I’m doing my part to spread the news:
Time for the Quora Q&A thing:
Q: As an American living abroad (wherever it was), how long did it take you to acclimate to your new nation?
A: A couple of months, max. That was mostly just getting settled into my permanent house, hiring my domestic staff, and getting into my routines.
I had been visiting the Philippines several times a year before making the move, so I was cognizant of what I was getting into long before I made the move. I visited several areas before deciding on the right one for me. I think that is a big key to being acclimated—liking where you live.
Almost six years here now, and no regrets.
Something a little special in today’s humor category. Give this one minute clip of Norm McDonald a quick watch:
My pal Scott sent that to me after I posted this on Facebook:
Alright, I got these, too:
Th-th-th-that’s all, folks!
I saw this display at Royal and thought to myself, “Who wipes shit on their face?”
I love her bulletproof-looking forehead.
Do you pronounce it “forehead” or “fahrrid” or “fawrrid”?
At least the water was calm this week.
How’re you guys for sharks? Get a lot of ’em out there, or is there nothing?
I had the enchiladas.
They look good and proper.
It’s the least I could do
You got your awards framed on some wall in your place?
This one hits a little too close to home.
When it gets so bad that you stop learning things, that’s when it’s time to call it quits on life. Criteria include relationship fuckups and the same punctuation errors over and over. Avoid that samsara, and you’re good.
Kev, I hadn’t noticed her forehead, just the shit on her cheek. But yeah, now that I see it, it’s freaky in an almost not-human kind of way. Fourhead is how I say it.
I’ve never heard of sharks in the bay, so I don’t think they are a thing here.
A couple of the awards are on a bookshelf, and the poster my co-workers gave me is on the wall in my dining room.
Life goes on, fuckups and all. I’m still enjoying the ride.