Someday never comes

Someday I’ll have something interesting to write about. Today is not that day. So that leaves yesterday.

I bailed on the Wednesday Walkers hike. Until I get squared away physically, I’m just unable to keep up or do anything overly exhausting. For now, all I am exercising is caution. So, the three healthy members went off to do their thing, and I joined Scott for a flat street walk.

The healthy Wednesday Walkers heading for the hills
My fellow street walker
That’s about my speed these days
Passing through this slum was the most interesting part of the hike
Sometimes it feels like the walls are closing in on this life of mine.
I still managed a 5K stroll through suburbia.

When beer o’clock rolled around, I made my way to Hideaway to feed the girls.

It was pizza night.
And I made some brownies for the brown knees.

When it was time to go, I checked my wallet and saw that I had a “buy one, take one” coupon good at Wet Spot and Green Room, so I headed up the highway.

Likely the most dangerous thing I did all day.

I had planned to use my coupon at Wet Spot, but when I got there, I realized it still wasn’t 6 p.m. opening time, so I went next door to Green Room. And that’s where I stayed for the next hour and a half, being entertained by watching the pool players. It seems I’m easily pleased these days.

I’m sure I won’t be dying of dehydration.

It was All Saints Day, which is a pretty big deal in this religious culture. People with deceased loved ones visited the cemeteries and were lighting candles everywhere, including the CR at Wet Spot. I asked about that and was told it was for the six souls lost in a fire that occurred in the hotel upstairs several years ago. And then when I arrived home I observed this in my carport:

I assume that was Swan’s handiwork for her lost love, her mom and dad, and a brother.

I survived another night and was greeted with another fine dawn:

Enjoy it while you can!

And Easter Mountain had a different look this morning on the dog walk:

More like Smoky Mountain

And I was in for a surprise when Swan joined me for the dog walk:

She’s Lucky’s new best friend. Hope he doesn’t bite her!
You’ve got to be brainless to go woke…
Here is a good example of someone without a brain.

That’s all for now, folks. Hope to see you back here someday.

3 thoughts on “Someday never comes

  1. The clouds in all of today’s photos are very impressive. Philippine weather is something.

    Sorry to hear you’re having to exercise so much caution. I hope things improve over the coming weeks, especially regarding polyps and sciatica.

  2. I remember the Dryden hotel fire where those six souls lost their lives. Word was the fire exits were padlocked. Hotel owner same guy as Wet Spot now so a bit disrespectful to have candles for the victims in the CR.

    Best wish if your health problems anyway. You seem a decent guy.

  3. Eddie, I was passing along what a waitress said about the candles in the CR. I saw the owner last night, and he told me that those candles were not intended for that purpose. Coincidentally, he was assisting a VFW rep with establishing the veteran status of one of the victims. The fire was before my time, but I remember reading about it. Over ten years ago now.

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