Another day in the life without much to complain about. It’s hard to be a grumpy old man around here. The usual fun and games, with a little twist at the end. It went something like this:
I suggested spending the evening at The Rite Spot, but Swan said she had told the owner of the new disco in town that we would attend a special event there last night.
The problem is that the disco doesn’t open until 8 p.m., and the partying doesn’t begin until after nine—too late for this old timer. But Swan convinced me to make an appearance, and then we’d leave before it got late. I pushed back beer o’clock by an hour, then began the evening with dinner at Mangos.
We still had time to kill after dinner and I had a Whiskey Girl coupon to use, so we made that our next stop. Swan and a couple of the waitresses got into a deep conversation in Tagalog, but apparently it was about some of the antics that take place behind a red curtain in the bar. Still, it was nice to see Swan enjoying the company of the girls. And yes, some lady drinks were purchased.
Then we moved on to Snackbar to await the disco’s opening. After a couple more beers and a couple more lady drinks, it was finally time to move upstairs.
Anyway, we left before nine. We came to show support for the owners, and the owners didn’t seem to care that much. It’s no big deal; I’m sure it got busy later. Just not my scene.
So, I shared these political images on my Facebook page:
Facebook memories reminded me of the life I was living in 2013.
I’m featuring two (short) videos from vlogger Reekay today. They are different from what he usually posts because they are songs. I have no idea who wrote or performed them, but they have a message and are enjoyable.
And today’s attempt at being funny:
That’s all for today.
I’ve lost my sense of smell, but they look pretty
Normally, when you lose your sense of smell, you also lose the ability to taste. So how’s that going?
…but Swan said she had told the owner of the new disco in town that we would attend a special event there last night.
You okay with being shanghaied like that? Could be why I’m still single: I wouldn’t want my lady to speak for me unless we’d discussed the matter first. Maybe I’m just a difficult asshole.
but this is a venture undertaken by the Snackbar owner.
So it’s definitely spelled “Snackbar” and not “Snack Bar”? Branding matters.
re: proper flotation device
Alas, I have my own flotation devices.
I don’t get this one. Do you?
I’d guess that, instead of a bus pass, it was a month-long sex pass. Enjoy the ride!
re: “Take On Me”
Austin Butler! What’re you doing there? (If needed, visit my blog and type “Austin Butler” in my search window to remind yourself of who he is.)
Or watch Austin here. But he first starred in “Elvis,” where he looked more like the a-ha guy. (Or more precisely, the a-ha guy looked like Elvis.)
And: one of many, many a-ha parodies.
Re: Loss of smell – is this related to the surgery on your nose to remove the polyps? After affect of COVID? Hopefully, it will come back. As @Kevin points out, smell and taste are pretty closely interrelated.
sorry – effect, not affect LOL
Sounds like Swan is calling the shots, and you’re drinking them! I but instead of containing alcohol they’re filled to the brim with a woman’s whims! Might be time to revert back to a hearty dose of domestic vision or two if you ask me!
Mike, it’s not like that. She suggested another option, and I understood her reasoning. We both went along with it. At the end of the night, we also agreed it had been a waste of time. Lesson learned.
Brian, I’m not sure when it happened. My nose was blocked by the overgrown nodules and I couldn’t breathe through it (or smell). Then, after the surgery, I could breathe again, but I still couldn’t smell. I still have some taste, but probably not as robust as in the past.
Kev, I still have some taste, just not as intense as it once was.
I think I worded what happened with the invite poorly. Swan said she had been asked to come, and she wanted me to go with her. I’d also been asked by the owner but hadn’t committed to doing so. Since Swan wanted to attend, I chose to go with her. I still had the option to decline.
Thanks for the links. I remembered that song because I saw a cartoon with the Ah-Ha character–a man catches his wife in bed with him and shouts, “Ah Ha!”