Getting ready to hit the road for a Hash weekend in Pozorrubio. It looks like I’m not going to have any window of time for blogging, so I’ll dash one out now and see what happens later.
Yesterday, I was planning to pay a visit to the My Bitch trail as my welcome-home morning hike, but for whatever reason, I’m experiencing some pain in my lower left leg. Perhaps that’s from a lack of exercise during my vacation on Siargao. So, I aborted the Bitch and did a 5K street walk instead.
Pretty much nothing special about last night, but I’ll tell you about it anyway. A visit to It Doesn’t Matter to kick things off…
Swan wanted to try somewhere new for our nightcap. I suggested the recently renamed Crazy Horse (formerly Voodoo) bar. Jim, who used to manage Green Room, is in charge there now, so I wanted to pop in and see what was up.
Crazy Horse is a small girly bar, but they did have seven or eight gals on the stage. I was never a fan of this bar, and nothing happened last night to change my mind about that. Well, there was a first-time happenstance for me: I poured the cookies and candy on my table, and only a couple of girls chose to partake. I’ve never had to repack goodie offerings in a bar before. Oh well, the guards at Alta Vista and my trike driver home got some sweet rewards.
Early to bed, early to rise as usual. I was greeted with this view when I sat down at my desk this morning:
So, as I surfed the ‘net, I got to enjoy the moonset.
I’ll let you know how the rest of the day goes when I get the chance.
i hope you got over the old pimp by now- and stopped blocking me as spam in your usual fit of pique(s), Big John. No disrespect, but his wife looked looked like a junkie to avoid around the Dam’s central station. But not to worry- life is just one big onion.
Good luck with the leg and with the Hash.
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Sick, take or leave it. Up to you.
Kevin, some pain and stiffness, but I managed the trail just fine. Overdosed on painkillers afterwards, but that’s a different story.
Aloysius, there is nothing to be gained by speaking ill of the dead. Or his widow.