I’m glad I don’t live in NYC. They are fixin’ to find out what comes with being stupid.
Don’t worry, I’m not going there. Arguing politics online never changes any minds, mine included. Just glad I’m watching from a safe distance.
Here in my world, I had a mix of the same and something a bit different.
The dawning of another day as seen from my balcony.
Then it was time for the weekly Decay Dance.
How now brown cow?Litter here takes many forms. The locals don’t give a crap. What a pisser.There’s something you don’t see every day on the streets of San Isidro.Restocking the candy bag.I liked the juxtaposition of this dead tree and Easter Mountain.Doing her duty…those teeth ain’t gonna rot themselves, you know.5K of sweetness delivered.
Neighbors Jeff and Davina invited us to join them in the afternoon at Treasure Island on Baloy Beach. Sure, why not?
Kids enjoying the pool.Gals enjoying their card games.And at 4:30, the live music, featuring Engine Band, kicked off.Then the sun did its thing.
No Zero available, so I enjoyed a bucket of San Mig Light (six beers for the price of five). I guess you could say I kicked the bucket!
And as long as you are being bad, you might as well go all in. Damn, that banana split was delicious!
The combination of starting early and drinking beer with 5% alcohol content (versus the 3% I’m accustomed to) inevitably brought the evening to an early end.
Once home, Swan lit candles in remembrance of the dead, including two for my parents. They probably didn’t notice, but they weren’t forgotten.
This may well be a record for me:
Nine hours of sleep is a lot for me, but damn, I fell asleep at 7:24 p.m. I’ve got to build up some endurance for chrissakes.
It wasn’t a long day, but it was a good one.
Back to the January 2015 LTG archives, where I write about moving into a new high-rise apartment building and my commute to work in Seoul. Ah, to be young and in my sixties again.
Lots of Facebook memories from this day in my history:
Eleven years ago, I was darting with one of my best friends, Duke Gates. And now he’s disappeared himself from social media and doesn’t respond to emails. No one knows what happened or what is up with him.Seven years ago, I visited the USA for the last time. It was nice to see my mailman jacket still fit me. It wouldn’t now.Three years ago, I was in Cambodia and saw my good friend Dennis McPeters for the last time. I fear the worst in his case.I’d almost forgotten how cute those Cambodian gals are.A bar zone right across the street from my hotel. Phnom Penh had several streets lined with girly bars like these.The beer was good too!
Today’s YouTube video is from my pal Jambo. I promise this is the last time I’ll post a video from the SOB.
Are you guys at Myleen’s?
Ano ang pag-ibig baby huwag ako
Bo-bi, Salamat po.
Terence, No, that wasn’t Myleen’s. We do go there once in a while. Best Mexican food in town!