We had four in attendance for the Wednesday Walkers group hike. I’m one of the Hares for next week’s Hash, so we took advantage of the opportunity to do some scouting for the trail. Here’s how things look so far:
That was the walkaholic portion of my day. When it came time to feed my alcoholic desires, I started out at Hideaway. It was Wednesday, so I funded a roast chicken feeding for the girls. I had brought along some brownies for the sweet teeth.
When it was time to move on, I was unsure of my destination. As I passed The Annex, I noticed it was devoid of customers, so I decided to rectify that situation.
So, I’m drinking alone, and I get a message from Swan with this photo:
That triggered a conversation that led to further discussion this morning. And I do believe we’ve reached some understandings, and the way ahead seems much clearer. I’ll share more about that in tomorrow’s post. I’m still doing some processing, but I’m feeling much more optimistic about the future.
I did my nightcap at Wet Spot and ordered some takeout food from Sit-n-Bull to carry home with me.
In bed at nine and up at three to start another day in paradise. Around five a.m., something bizarre occurred. I keep the back door open so the dogs can come in and out, and I was working the internet with the lights on when suddenly I was besieged by a hoard of moth-like creatures–literally hundreds of them. I’d never seen anything like it before.
After saturating the area around my desk with the poison mist, I retreated to my bedroom, closed the door, and waited thirty minutes or so.
I don’t need that kind of excitement in my life! But later in the morning, as I was walking Buddy (Lucky declined to come along for some reason), I encountered a ray of hope.
I baked a batch of blueberry muffins and carried some with me for my morning coffee with Swan. A good and meaningful talk, then a nice hike together to a lot she owns in Naugsol. I’ll share some details and photos of those events tomorrow.
Oh, and about the title of this post. I heard that song for the first time in forever the other night, and damn, it’s a catchy little tune. Not really relevant to anything I’ve shared today, but give it a listen anyway and see what you think.
Let’s do this!
Wow, that looks uncannily like an American suburb.
And the floor throughout the living area of my residence was strewn with the remains of the flying pests.
You have a very strange idea of what a moth looks like.
A good and meaningful talk, then a nice hike together to a lot she owns in Naugsol.
So, you’re slowly persuading her to walk with you. Good.
Looks to have been a good walk and a good day, overall. Good luck with Haring.
Check out the Khmer (Cambodian) version of that song by the California-based group Dengue Fever, on Youtube. The music is familiar enough but the language makes it more intriguing and pretty awesome. (It played at the end of the 2002 film City of Ghosts, which is pretty good too.) Some of their other music is also really cool but may be something of an acquired taste. Cheers.
(Referring to your quoted lyrics from “Both sides now,” and not “Stray cat strut.”)
DS, Thanks for the tip on the Khmer version of “Both Sides Now,” I really enjoyed it.
I read up on City of Ghosts as well. The premise sounds interesting, but it was a box office flop and poorly reviewed on Rotten Tomatoes. I’d consider watching just for the Cambodian scenery, though…
Kev, yeah, that’s the entrance street in Alta Vista. Not your typical Filipino neighborhood, for sure.
Not sure what those critters were, but they were moth-like in their attraction to light. What got me was their volume. I felt one buzzing around my leg, so I looked down to see what it was. When I looked up again, there were hundreds swarming around me. Freaky!
Yes, Swan has consented to join me on non-group hikes occasionally, provided they are not too hilly. She has committed to every Thursday for now, and we did 8K together yesterday. I was pretty impressed.
Do I really need to drop the “e” in Hareing? It’s weird enough using “Hare” as a verb, but without the “e,” it doesn’t seem recognizable as relating to the Hash. Can this be an exception to the rule?
Yeah, City of Ghosts flopped and got panned but it’s still much better than so much crap that didn’t, and it’s probably the only feature film set in Cambodia since The Killing Fields. Just like there are no movies worth a fuck based in the Philippines that don’t involve World War II. Go figure.
Yeah, I’m going to add it to my queue, just so I can revisit Phnom Penh…
Dictionary.com seems to think that “haring” is your only option, never “hareing.” Same phonetic rule as “spare, sparing.”
“In West Virginia folklore, the MothMan is a humanoid creature reportedly seen in the Pt. Pleasant area from Nov 15, 1966 to December 15, 1967”. (sourced from Wiki)
You dodged a bullet McCrarey. I’m sure MothMan is retired now and living in the PI.
Could have easily flown in with that open door and your trusty can of Baygon would have done nothing but piss him off.
Stay Safe. Peace Out!
Then I would have grabbed my lighter and flamed that Moth Man. Or we could have talked about old times in Charleston.