Some days are good, others are a real SOB

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I report, you decide.

The day began with the Friday group hike. We kept it local this time, and other than fighting our way through the overgrown thatch grass, we had a good walk.

Friday’s joiners
Sun, smoke, and poverty captured in one photo
I’m coming, thanks for waiting
That town that I call home
Almost like a walk in the park…except it was uphill.
Another view from on high
Michael did a good job keeping us on the right path
Pausing for a shady view
The grass was taller than Easter Mountain, or so it appears
A grassy knoll
Out of the grass and into the woods
A better view of that mountain
Passing through Mountain Mama Onelia’s place
Thanksgiving is coming!
A downward trajectory
Vines on powerlines are common in these parts, but those dangling string-like things are pretty unique.
On the road again
Haven’t seen a funeral banner for a while. Leonida made it to ninety-five. Well done!
We went thataway!

It was SOB Friday, and when I attend, I arrive early in order to secure a good seat. Most of the venues open at five, and the show starts at six. The Green Room’s regular opening hour is four, so that meant having a longer than usual wait. Swan joins me just before the show begins to avoid that suffering. So, how do you kill the time sitting in a bar? Oh yeah, beer!

I also ordered a sub sandwich from Sit-n-Bull

The show started on time. Seven hundred pesos each for admission, but the beer is free from six to eight. I consider it a challenge to get my money’s worth, but I can’t drink enough to make up for that slowpoke Swan. No big deal. Before the dancing started, Swan observed one of the GROs rubbing the crotch of the guy at a nearby table. She called the guy an asshole, but I pointed out he wasn’t rubbing on the girl. Anyway, people do what they do, and it is not my concern if it doesn’t affect me.

I was a judge for the contest again, and this week, I was totally in sync with my fellow judges:

Voodoo took fourth place
Alaska was third
The home team, Green Room, finished second
And Wet Spot was this week’s champion

As usual, when the show was over, I was done. We had our regular trike driver meet us outside and headed home.

Here’s how I emptied my wallet yesterday:

  • Cable/Internet: 3500 pesos
  • Alcohol: 450 pesos
  • Tips: 420 pesos
  • Trike: 200 pesos
  • Phone: 3800 pesos
  • Lady Drinks: 700 pesos
  • Charity: 3500 pesos
  • Snacks: 100 pesos
  • SOB Fee: 1400 pesos
  • Dinner: 520 pesos
  • Total for October 18: 14,590 pesos

Ah, the memories.

Eleven years ago, I was appreciating the unique street art of Korea.
Look familiar? Five years ago, I did the same hike I wrote about today

Yesterday’s YouTube videos about the poor SOB locked up in jail for pot possession were a lesson in the consequences of being stupid. And today, we have yet another example. Reekay shares the story of a Yank who was kidnapped in Zamboanga, a stronghold for Muslim terrorists in southern Mindanao. I wouldn’t even VISIT that area, let alone choose to live there. Stupid is as stupid does, I suppose. I wish him well, but unless he knows someone willing to pay a hefty ransom, he’s screwed.

Alright, to the humor then:

Kinda like what happened to you, right Kevin?
That doesn’t strike me as funny
They come when I whistle

Saturday is in play. Swan says she is craving a steak dinner at Jewel Cafe, and I’m going to leave her feeling satisfied in that regard. After that, who knows? I do have some coupons from the SOB to expend, so we shall see.

7 thoughts on “Some days are good, others are a real SOB”

  1. I guess that guy being molested in The Green Place was either (pretending?) to be a gentleman, was a beta male or not very rich and famous because he could have grabbed her by the pussy according to Donald Trump if he had been. What does your partner think of Trump’s philosophy? Would you strike Trump if he grabbed her by the pussy??

  3. Re: “when the show was over, I was done. We had our regular trike driver meet us outside and headed home.”

    One of your recent posts had a link to a post from ~10 years ago. I clicked on that and went a few days either forward or backward. You were living somewhere outside of Itaewon, and one of your comments was something to the effect that “one of the bad things living where I do is that I have to watch the clock so that I can catch the last subway home at midnight.” LOL

  4. RE: The video. Yeah, feel bad for the guy, but you have to use common sense. I heard from a friend who heard about violence in Chicago and wanted to know if I was okay. Well, I am a couple of hundred miles from there, and have never seen any violence where I live. That’s not to say that I would move to the south side of the Chicago however……

    Also, the vlogger commented that even prior to the kidnapping, the guy was soliciting donations. Egads – dont ask me to fund your retirement just because you dont want to work.

  6. Brian, yeah, I read the guy is 26 years old. Get a job, dude. Well, it is too late for that. The guy also had posted about how dangerous his surroundings were and he didn’t feel safe. But he also didn’t leave while he could. I guess marrying a local Muslim girl wasn’t the “get out of jail free” card he thought it was.

  7. HaHa, yes, I have indeed become a lightweight. Early to bed, early to rise these days. I have a four-hour window (4-8pm) for bar fun. I’ve come a long way since those nights in Seoul. I’m not sure if that’s a good or bad thing, but it is what it is.

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