Well, not that much sun, but a rain-free day was still a nice change of pace. We put the dogs on a leash and gave them a proper walking. And then we loaded up the candy and headed out to sweeten the day of the kiddies in San Isidro.
The plan was to cross over the new temporary bridge, just like we did last week. Three weeks ago, it washed away during the first big storm of the season but was quickly rebuilt so the residents of this area would have vehicle access. I thought they did a better job on the rebuild than the original structure, but it seems that it was not good enough.
Later in the day, I made the cross-town walk to Hideaway for the weekly feeding ritual. Once again, there were several other customers in the bar when I arrived. One of them even bought me a beer! It’s good to see owner Griff turning things around there.
Then, it was time to cross the highway and meet Swan for dinner at John’s place. John was sitting in his recliner strategically located behind the bar. We briefly chatted, and he was happy to have survived the public hospital ordeal. John commented that he never thought he would live to see the day when his wife had to wipe his butt for him, but he is glad that she is willing to do so. The doctor told him he’d be able to walk again with some physical therapy. Before I departed for the third floor, John told the waitress to make sure there was plenty of wine in stock for Swan. He also told me that I could just sign the bill for my dinner, and he’d deduct that amount from the money I loaned him. Works for me.
In another demonstration of our compatibility, Swan and I both craved the same dinner selection.
After dinner, we again planned to make The Green Room our nightcap destination. Alas, once again, it was too crowded for us to sit comfortably. So, Wet Spot it was.
When it was time to go, we called our personal trike driver to meet us out front and take us home. That’s just the way we roll!
Eight years ago, I was living a completely different life.
In today’s YouTube video, Reekay talks about the relationship theories contained in the book “The Rational Male” by Rollo Tomassi. I’ve never heard of the book or the author, but I guess that shouldn’t come as a surprise, given my lifetime of love trainwrecks. It’s a short ten-minute watch and the concepts seem like common sense. But when it comes to relationships, how common is sense?
Maybe you’ll like these:
“Hi honey this is Daddy. Is Mommy near the phone?”
“No Daddy. She’s upstairs in the bedroom with Uncle Paul.”
After a brief pause, Daddy says, “But honey, you haven’t got an Uncle Paul.”
“Oh yes I do, and he’s upstairs in the room with Mommy, right now.”
Brief Pause.
“Uh, okay then, this is what I want you to do. Put the phone down on the table, run upstairs and knock on the bedroom door and shout to Mommy that Daddy’s car just pulled into the driveway.”
“Okay Daddy, just a minute.”
A few minutes later the little girl comes back to the phone. “I did it Daddy.”
“And what happened honey?” he asked.
“Well, Mommy got all scared, jumped out of bed with no clothes on and ran around screaming. Then she tripped over the rug, hit her head on the dresser and now she isn’t moving at all!”
“Oh my God!!! What about your Uncle Paul?”
“He jumped out of the bed with no clothes on, too. He was all scared and he jumped out of the back window and into the swimming pool. But I guess he didn’t know that you took out the water last week to clean it. He hit the bottom of the pool and he isn’t moving either.”
***Long Pause***
***Longer Pause***
***Even Longer Pause***
Then Daddy says, “Swimming pool? Is this 486-5731?”
So, another Hash Monday has arrived. And by golly, we actually do have sunny skies today! I’m going to walk to the start, which will include a couple of small hills and see how I feel after that. I’ve been monitoring my heart rate on my walks, and if I exceed my maximum recommended BPM during the Hash, I’ll head for flat ground. I’m good at shortcutting. Swan is going to join me today on the Hash, so that will be nice. I’ll let you know how it goes tomorrow.
And “The First Time Hearing It” take:
Looks to have been a good candy run. Good luck with today’s Hash.
“Later in the day, I made the cross-town walk to Hideaway for the weekly feeding ritual. Once again, there were several other customers in the bar when I arrived. One of them even bought me a beer! It’s good to see owner Griff turning things around there.”
Has anything actually changed in how the bar operates? looks? different menu? Just curious what has caused the influx of customers?
It’s hard to say, Brian. It’s primarily an expat hangout, and I think now that owner Griff is back in town, his drinking buddies are more inclined to drop in. Also, when there is a pool league match, some folks stay after for a bit.
I’m a once week visitor for the feeding tradition, but Hideaway would not be worth the trip across for me otherwise.