Piss ‘n blood

Another empty page has now been filled, but it being a Tuesday, there were plenty of open spaces. That’s why we have to live them to see what they may bring.

In a break from the normal routine, we stopped at the Ulticare Hospital on the way to Royal. It seems they were in need of a donation. So, I gave them a vial of my blood, but that wasn’t enough for the greedy bastards.

They also wanted my urine. I didn’t get pissy about it; I just gave them some.

Shopping went as expected, and I was pleasantly surprised to see corn bread mix on sale.

How could I resist?

Even with the sale prices, groceries don’t come cheap these days:

The price you gotta pay when you don’t like Filipino street food.

With the morning chores completed, it was time to think about those late afternoon hours. I had it in my head to do the Baloy Beach thing, but I asked Swan what she wanted to do first. “How about Baloy?” was her response. It is so sweet that we are on the same page most of the time.

Walking on the beach
The view from here

And then I noticed this:

Is that what I think it is?
It is, indeed! My oh my, the Donald has fans way out here. “Take America Back!” is a sentiment I support.

We spent a pleasant hour at Kokomo’s, chatting (and drinking) with the owner. He had planned on anchoring the floating bar this week, but Typhoon Kristine changed those plans. Hopefully, I’ll be spending my Tuesday evenings on the floater starting next month.

When we were ready to eat, we headed up the beach to Treasure Island. They weren’t too busy, and the owner bought us a round of drinks. Swan asked me if I would order some food for the waitresses, and of course, I did not object. Another example of us being on the same page.

I ordered those big ol’ beef enchiladas again. One for dinner, and one for my breakfast this morning.
Swan got a small Hawaiian pizza and brought the leftovers home for her sister.

We finished our drinks and grabbed a trike to Alta Vista. And so ended another day in the life.

Money don’t get everything, it’s true, but what it don’t get, I can’t use…”

  • Dinner: 1160 pesos
  • Tips: 350 pesos
  • Groceries: 15,500 pesos
  • Alcohol: 1110 pesos
  • Electricity: 3800
  • Driver: 1000 pesos
  • Healthcare: 750 pesos
  • Charity: 200 pesos
  • Trike: 100 pesos
  • Total for October 22: 22,970 pesos

Twelve years ago, I was hanging with my pal Simon in Itaewon to celebrate his birthday.

Long ago and far away

Seven years ago, I penned this gem:

Death to Aria! I was attacked in my sleep last night. The battle raged from 0200-0300. I was unable to digest why it was happening and was in danger of being completely liquefied. I retreated from the bedroom and eventually purged the intruder. When I awoke a few hours later, I found myself on more solid ground. I’m just glad the attack didn’t occur on the subway, or I would have been in deep doo-doo.

Who says those creative writing classes were a waste of time?

I’m laughing at a lot of those Trump doing McDonald’s memes. Like this one:

The pandering exploded lefty heads almost like a Hezbollah pager!
Pretty much

Today’s YouTube video is the latest from Reekay, talking about mistakes guys make in their search for the perfect Filipina. I’ve found the right one for me, but it took me over five years of fuck-ups. So, here’s your chance to learn from the ignorance of others:

Today’s funnies:

Now tell us about the ups and downs
He’d hate the Philippines. Christmas music starts in September.
Yes, and my reposting it here will probably warrant a ticket to hell.

Well, so far, at least, the typhoon has brought some mild rain and very little wind. I’ve seen photos of flooding elsewhere in the PI. It was enough to cancel the Wednesday Walkers group hike this morning, though. I’m likely going to break out the umbrella come beer o’clock and give a local bar or two some business. Hey, I call it disaster relief! I’ll let you know how that works out for me tomorrow.

4 thoughts on “Piss ‘n blood

  1. Reekay says “bias confirmation,” but I’m pretty sure he means “confirmation bias.”

    Yes, it’s good when two people are on the same page. How often are you both on different pages?

    What exactly is the charm in bar hopping? What’s wrong with having one favorite bar?

  2. I do not wish to pry but who actually consumes the several hundred US dollars worth of groceries you purchase each week, as your partner and you appear to spend most of your leisure time visiting western orientated bars and restaurants together as a couple of lovebirds? I have seen photos of your live in carer and that lady looks in proportion so she cannot be consuming that amount of food and drinks surely?

    Did the Kokomos staff you purchased the meals for join you at your table? If so, who dealt with the other customers or were these staff on their breaks? Also, do staff at Kokomos not receive at least one complimentary meal per shift anyway? It is a beach resort serving food after all. It would be very miserly of their employer if they do not but then I suppose it is a win-win situation for him when customers purchase additional meals for his staff which culminates in him even making more profit than he would otherwise.

  3. Digory, It’s me, Swan, Swan’s sister, a full-time and a part-time helper sharing in the bounty. It’s more than food, there’s toiletries and other household goods as well. I also pay a premium for the imported shit I like.

    The food we bought was one Filipino dish that the girls all shared. They didn’t eat with us. Kokomo’s doesn’t have a kitchen. I bought the food at Treasure Island. I have no idea what food, if any, is provided to the staff at either venue. Swan was feeling generous and I was happy to oblige. No big deal.

  4. Kev, Swan and I seem to be in sync most of the time. Now, it could be that she goes along to get along, but when I ask for her input first, we seem to be of like minds.

    As for bar hopping, variety is the spice of life! I don’t think what we do quite meets the definition of “hopping.” We have a few places we enjoy and frequent regularly, each with its own attraction. Swan is on a friendly basis with some of the staff in most of the venues we visit, so that adds to the enjoyment. I could pick a favorite bar and hang out there exclusively, I suppose, but I’d miss the unique qualities the other joints offer. There are around fifty bars in Barretto, but I only venture into several on a semi-regular basis.

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