As I walked out in the streets of Barretto As I walked out for the Hash yesterday The raindrops were falling but that didn't stop me I marched on to the On-Home that was so far away Oh walk ahead briskly or move along slowly Open the umbrella and hold on so strong It doesn't matter if it's raining or sunny Cold beer is awaiting so you can't go wrong
With apologies to whoever it was who wrote “Streets of Laredo.” My lyric writing is almost as good as my joke-telling.
Anyway, the Hash ethos dictates that we go out and do our thing every Monday, rain or shine. Now, that doesn’t mean accommodation for the weather doesn’t occur. Yesterday’s Hares, Leech My Nuggets and Bug Fucker, laid a flat trail and stayed on the paved streets of Barretto for the most part (there was a bit on the beach, too). The rain was light for the most part, and the wind wasn’t as bad as it had been, so that helped. I honestly found the hike almost pleasant as I was free from the worry of slipping, sliding, or falling down some steep embankment. And that cold beer was waiting at our On-Home venue, Blue Butterfly.
It was a nice Hash run despite the foul weather. After the Hash, some of us gathered at It Doesn’t Matter for some more imbibing. I got a banana split to go from Sit-n-Bull to take home with me, and it was masarap!
I covered the unfortunate passing of Rex Lewis in yesterday’s post, and today that story made the news. The biggest surprise for me was that Rex was only 57. He was frail and sickly, so I had him pegged as being older than me. This photo is also featured in the news article I linked:
A good man gone too soon.
On a lighter note, there is this:
I’m no expert on commas, but I know better than to misuse a colon like this:
Alright, that’s all for today. I’ll leave you with some Marty Robbins for your listening enjoyment (it’s only two and a half minutes, so suck it up and enjoy some old-school country western music that I grew up on courtesy of my father).
UPDATE: The most egregious errors noted in the comments have now been corrected. Thanks, Mr. Kim.
I decided to give the Subic Bay Hash website a visit. Whoever’s running the site very badly needs a proofreader/editor. From the site:
Subic Bay Hash House Harriers were founded on 26 July, 1993. We are a adult hash that Runs every Monday at 2:30 sharp!. The Hash with a view. ‘It’s NICE with ICE’. Barrio Barretto, Olongapo City\Subic Bay.
“a adult hash”: an adult Hash
“2:30 sharp!.”: delete period
‘It’s NICE with ICE’.: put period inside quotation mark unless British
“Olongapo City\Subic Bay”: use a forward slash, not a back slash
Yesterday’s Hares, Leech My Nuggets, and Bug Fucker, laid a flat trail and stayed on the paved streets of Barretto for the most part
Thanks to an extra comma, I can read the above sentence as talking about three parties: (1) Yesterday’s Hares, (2) Leech My Nuggets, and (3) Bug Fucker. I suspect, though, that you were going for this:
Yesterday’s Hares, Leech My Nuggets and Bug Fucker, laid a flat trail and stayed on the paved streets of Barretto for the most part
There’s something about Mary:
She seems to be doing well in Manila.
Factory work, eh? Well, good luck in that Dickensian world.
Beef and onion pie for my after-hike supper.
Well, I’m glad you like onions.
Cumslinger must be thinking, “How am I going to compete with that?” as his girlfriend, Whatever You Want,” has her eyes on the prize.
I spy an extra quotation mark.
After the Hash, some of us gathered at It Doesn’t Matter for some more embibing.
I’ve learned a new gerund: embibing.
Nope, not even if it were a semi-colon.
I’ve long been curious as to why you hyphenate “semi-colon.” It’s considered a legitimate spelling but archaic. Semicolon. I looked up “semicolon” at both Dictionary.com and Merriam Webster, and neither shows the hyphenated form. I had to search farther afield to find justification for the hyphen.
Your archaism makes me think of old Monty Burns on The Simpsons going, “Ah! This must be the so-called ‘iced cream.'”
it’s only two and a half minutes, so suck it up and enjoy some old-school country western music that I grew up on courtesy of my father
At least it’s not that nasal, twangy shit I hate. I’m fine with country when it’s sung by the likes of Kenny Rogers, Kris Kristofferson, Johnny Cash, Willie Nelson, Dolly Parton, Bonnie Raitt, Reba McEntire, etc. But anything resembling the horrific stylings of Garth Brooks can kindly go fuck itself.
Actor Tim Blake Nelson turns out to be a pretty good country singer.
Oh, yeah—I forgot to note: the website blurb I quoted above says, “It’s NICE with ICE.” Wrong preposition! The photograph shows that the quote should be, “It’s NICE on ICE.” Just another error to add to the bonfire. And the quote in the photo makes more sense: you don’t freeze people inside blocks of ice at the end of a Hash.
Or do you?
Kev, it’s funny, but I can’t remember the last time (if ever) I visited the Hash webpage. All the information there is available on the Hash FB page, and the stats are emailed each week. I gave the webmaster a heads-up about the issues you’ve noted.
Damn, my post was also chock full of errors; just one of those days, I guess. That damn comma between the names of the Hares wasn’t my doing, fucking Grammarly wanted it there. I don’t always go along with its suggestions, and that one didn’t feel right somehow, but I relented. Shit, I can’t even spell “semicolon” right, let alone use one correctly in a sentence. And now I’m even inventing words…I have no idea what I was thinking (obviously I wasn’t) when I came up with “embibing.” Jesus, that’s embarrassing even for me.
As I understand it, Mary is packing parcels for one of the big mail-order shippers (similar to Amazon) here. Still, she has a six-day workweek and has to live in a shithole city like Manila, so yeah, that’s close enough to a Dickens story.
Thanks for the YouTube clip; I hadn’t heard of either the song or the movie. Watched a couple more clips while I was there. Good stuff!
I reviewed The Ballad of Buster Scruggs a while back. See here. Looks as though you commented on the review!
I typed the previous comment on my cell phone, and something got screwed up when I inserted the hyperlink. Sorry.
Jesus. Just over a year ago and my mind drew a complete blank. I said I would check Netflix, and you said it was there. And I just put it in my queue to watch now. Let’s go, Brandon! Duh.
I gave the webmaster a heads-up about the issues you’ve noted.
Just visited the site. Still no change. How old is this guy? Feels as if we’re dealing with the French. “Eet geets done when eet geets done.”
That damn comma between the names of the Hares wasn’t my doing[;] fucking Grammarly wanted it there.
I keep telling you that Grammarly is useless. A crutch like Grammarly merely prevents you from learning the rules yourself and using your own educated discretion—as opposed to going on vague intuitions like “that felt wrong.” While all language contains creative leeway, there are still rules that govern most situations. Those rules are learnable.
Shit, I can’t even spell “semicolon” right, let alone use one correctly in a sentence.
Technically, “semi-colon” is legit, but it’s archaic. It’s like being in 1800s England and writing to someone, “I met an odd gentleman to-day.”
The webpage does have the slogan “It’s nice on ice” corrected now. I’ve been added as a content provider there, but I still need to figure out how to edit the blog description. Call it a work in progress.
Well, I didn’t rely on Grammarly for my most recent post, but I’ve got a feeling it might have similar fuck ups. I got really rushed writing it. I’m going to do better!