Still plodding along

Balls to the wall.

As we used to say back in my time with the Army, NSTR. Which translates to: nothing significant to report. So, here’s a quick rundown of the insignificance I enjoyed on Sunday:

There was the Sweets Stroll.

Pigs on a stick.
Some graffiti that caught my eye.
Some of the kids we pleased.
I bet she doesn’t know either. I hope she is not being groomed.

Later in the day, I lost some hair.

The view from the chair.

Next was some time rockin’ on the water.

On the Arizona floating bar.
The view from our seat.
The view of us.
Some of our fellow floaters. That guy was buying the gals multiple lady drinks, so they were happy.
I drank the last bottle of Zero. Haven’t seen it anywhere else in town. So, I guess that means zero Zeros.
There was a fire burning on the hillside, and the rising smoke mingled with an actual cloud. I thought it looked cool.
And we enjoyed the usual show.

Swan was ready for dinner and wanted to go to the Coffee Shop. I asked why the Coffee Shop, and she told me, “You know I love tacos.” Yes, dear.

Off the floater and onto the busy beach.
The Coffee Shop is conveniently located right across the highway from the Arizona Resort.
We dined in the upstairs open-air portion of the restaurant. Empty when we arrived, almost full when we left.
Swan wanted the Jumbo Taco.
I aim to please.

Some after-dinner drinks at Red Bar.

We enjoyed ourselves so much we didn’t bother doing the usual Sunday nightcap at Jumpin’ Jacks.

Arrived home safe and sound, then blended up a batch of strawberry-banana smoothies for my bedtime treat. And so concludes the NSTR I warned you about.

Facebook memories took me back to my high school daze and the student newspaper I proudly edited back then.

My editorial in favor of legalizing marijuana was ahead of its time and generated quite a bit of negative feedback.

Welp, I was also an advocate for free speech:

Yeah, I have a box full of old shit like this from the past.

Speaking of the past, from the September 2017 LTG archives is a post about getting friend-zoned. I kept insisting I was done with love forever, but as I would soon learn, I was lying to myself. Seven months left in Korea, and they were painful ones.

Today’s YouTube video is not like the usual shit I post here. It discusses some unique geographical features of Luzon Island (where I reside). So, will I die in an earthquake or from a volcanic eruption? Time will tell.

You gotta laugh before you die:

I’m content being a former driver.
Sounds like a three-for-all.
That would really piss me off.

And now it is time to prepare myself for another Hash Monday. I shouldn’t have any trouble finding a viable shortcut on today’s trail. Tell you all about it tomorrow.

7 thoughts on “Still plodding along

  1. Balls to the wall.

    Hey, a Colin Fletcher quote! I have his The Complete Walker III. He’s part of what inspired me to get out there and start walking.

    Some of the kids we pleased.

    Uh…

    Sounds like a three-for-all.

    She shouldn’t have shouted for the third guy when there are two armed guys now ready to shoot her and the third guy.

    That would really piss me off.

    My favorite episode of House (Season 4, Episode 11, “Frozen”) involves an oral piss test.

    I would have ordered a jumbo taco as well. Maybe two. The taco looks good.

  2. I think that is the first pic of you in the PI without a hat. LOL. I was starting to think you even wore one to bed.

  3. Grown men wearing baseball caps…. sigh…. sorry not sorry but totally not into that hip-hop stuff…

  4. Kevin, I went and read Fletcher’s Wikipedia page…fascinating life story. Couldn’t find the balls-to-the-wall quote, but it sounds like something he would say.

    What’s wrong with pleasing kids with candy?

    I was a big House fan, so I’m sure I saw (and subsequently forgot) that episode.

    I ordered the mini soft tacos, but alas, they were not available. The jumbo taco is fine, just too big to eat like a taco. Instead, we break it up and eat it like a taco salad.

  5. What’s wrong with pleasing kids with candy?

    You please your wife in bed, but you shouldn’t be going around “pleasing” kids.

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