Life’s a Decay Dance

ICY hot, you mean.

What can I say that hasn’t been said before? Not a lot, but I’ve never let that stop me, so let’s get after it!

First up, let’s talk about the comments section here at LTG. Honestly, interacting with my readers is one of my favorite things about blogging. It doesn’t bother me at all if you don’t agree with something I’ve written, so go on and tell me how you truly feel. But please maintain a modicum of decency and respect. Personal attacks and name-calling don’t win the argument. And if you are going to accuse me of being something I am not, like an antisemite or a racist, at least offer an example in support of your argument. Again, almost everyone who bothers to comment does so appropriately. And this morning I discovered something interesting about the exceptions to that rule.

104.28.31.65 is the IP address of one of the worst offenders who goes by the name “Canadian” in the comments. Here are a couple of his greatest hits:

No mention of the newly-released Epstein files? Let’s just ignore more damning evidence. Keep owning us libs, you pedofilia-endorsing cunt.

When is your next Dr Jo appointment? The diagnosis will be severe bigotry but you already know that.

So, as you can see, he has nothing of value to offer in support of whatever argument he’s trying to make, and he’s addressing topics I’ve never raised on the blog. Both of the above comments went into my rarely used trash bin. And then I noticed something else about that IP address: it belongs to several other commenters in addition to Canadian: Boss Hogg, Trapper, GotoHell!!!, Devin and Pious Pete. I’m not sure how IPs work, but I assume all the commenters with that address are the same person. Whatever, I’ll be taking a firmer stance on what I approve in the comments section from now on. So, there’s no point in wasting your time being an asshole.

Alright, now that we have that out of the way, we can move on to the boring stuff. Like our first Decay Dance (candy walk) since last year:

Movin’ on out.
They must have heard us coming!
What more do you need?
Go on, take the candy and run…
Hello, my old friend.
Near the end of our journey.
It was good to be out and about on the streets of San Isidro once more.

And we were missed! One woman told Swan (in Tagalog) that she had been worried by our absence, thinking I might be ill. Nope, but thanks for your concern!

My buddy Max from the Netherlands is back in town, and he invited us to his place to help celebrate his birthday. Naturally, we accepted.

The birthday boy and his niece.
The grub.
And the wonderful view from Max’s place.

I’ve never seen anything quite like Max’s dwelling. A small living quarters (the kitchen is outdoors) nestled right up against the hillside. No vehicle access other than by scooter, as it is at the end of a long, narrow pathway. It would be a bitch to haul the groceries up each week, but it’s a cozy and comfortable homestead. Max is a lucky man!

The torch on the phone came in handy on our way back down into town.

We did a brief nightcap at It Doesn’t Matter, then called it a night and headed home.

From the February 2017 LTG archives, I finally got an appointment at the Army hospital on Yongsan Garrison. While waiting to see the doctor, I had a breathing attack and was taken to the emergency room. After some nebulization, I was breathing okay, so they took some chest X-rays, which resulted in a diagnosis of COPD. And I’ve been living with it ever since.

Today’s YouTube video is an old one I came across somewhere. Still pretty damn funny and only two minutes long.

Hold on to your hats, here’s some more laughs:

Diamonds and rust.
“Okay, tell me about the menu, please.The men he pleases are none of your business!
I thought ignorance was bliss?

And there you have it. Coming up on my agenda: an afternoon nap, the Arizona Floating Bar experience, and choosing a dinner venue. Tell you about it tomorrow.

12 thoughts on “Life’s a Decay Dance

  1. So, there’s no point in wasting your time being an asshole.

    I’m tellin’ ya’, man: civil, succinct, and relevant. Everything else goes in the trash or gets banned if banning is possible. That’s the policy. Can you ban IP addresses?

    Why, yes, you can! See here from the AI god:

    WordPress blogs can ban IP addresses to stop spam or malicious traffic using built-in settings, plugins, or server-level configuration. The easiest method is adding IPs to Settings > Discussion > Disallowed Comment Keys. For stronger security, use security plugins (e.g., Wordfence, All In One WP Security & Firewall) or edit the .htaccess file.

    ICY hot, you mean.

    That ass is nice for now, but wait ten years, and it’ll be overflowing. Western women who look like that almost never maintain that look for long. Hence all the surgery. (Not that vanity is unique to Western women, of course, nor to the female sex.)

    They must have heard us coming!

    With that weird pole/branch off to the side, this looks like a Stephen King scenario, as though the kids plan to eat your souls.

    What more do you need?

    Love shack, baby.

    The torch on the phone came in handy on our way back down into town.

    Looks a little bit like some uphill walks in Seoul.

    Enjoy your lazy day of bliss.

  2. Spot on, mate.

    You could tell instantly when you see some poster name like “Poohole Steve”, “ShitFuckCuntLick” or “Gary” that you were about to read some of the dopiest shit you had seen in ages.

    ‘ronski

  3. Oh, I see there is a zero-tolerance policy towards insults, unless they’re directed at poor old handsome Gary! Now let’s not all rush ahead of ourselves here, there is time enough to admit that Dr Greg Williamson is simply plagued with jealousy when it comes to MOI (that is French).

    Now if you’ll all excuse me I have to wash my t-shirt and polish my fanny pack with grease, spittle, and bloody-well good old-fashioned know-how. Toodles, all! Mwah!

  4. Got curious about that ip address . Turns out that its provided by “Icloud private relay ” . This is what google says about them . is a feature Apple is introducing that, according to Apple, “hides your IP address and Safari browsing activity from network providers and websites so that no one — including Apple — can see both who you are and what websites you’re visiting.” It sounds like a VPN service but doesn’t quite function like one.
    So while the server is in Sweden , the user can be anywhere. Even in you town.

  5. Terry, no, I don’t know anyone in Malmö, Sweden. Thanks for the info. I wonder what motivates them to trash my little blog with their shit comments?

  6. Terry, very interesting. That makes more sense than some random asshole in Sweden. So, it sounds like despite having the same IP address, they might not all be the same person.

  7. Gary, now, now. I’m sure you and Dr. Greg are friends in real life, and you both enjoy mocking each other in comments. I will continue to edit or delete when either of you goes too far.

  8. Kevin, Thanks for the tip on IP banning. I also have the option to label a comment “spam.” That might have the same effect as a ban. Since I get so few unwanted comments, trashing works fine, too.

    Yeah, you are right about the future of that ass. Honestly, it’s already a little larger than I prefer.

    Heh, I hadn’t noticed that dagger-on-a-pole lookin’ thing. Glad the kids prefer candy to souls!

    Thanks for the “Love Shack” video…it took me back to the good ol’ days.

    Yep, I used to traverse those narrow Seoul alleys getting to and from my first apartment there. The difference between heading out to the bars and getting home again was staggering.

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