As days go, yesterday was a pretty good one. Nothing really special about it, but I enjoyed being around to participate in my usual routines. Started things off we a boring 6K Solo Sunday Street Stroll through Barretto. Come along and I’ll show you just how boring it was:
I brought home a delicious club sandwich to share with Swan for brunch.
Swan went out with some friends, and we agreed to meet up at the Arizona floating later in the afternoon. In the meantime, I took care of the Hideaway feeding.
I had more beer than usual, mainly because three were free, and I was repaying the generosity with lady drinks, so I guess it was a win-win for all involved. When it was time to meet Swan, I took the back alley to the beach, maybe a hundred yards away.
When the time came to depart, Swan’s friends headed home, and we walked to Wet Spot for our nightcap. Sat at owner Daddy Dave’s table and had a nice chat. A couple of beers later, it was time to squeeze into the trike for the ride home. And yes, there was no dessert.
Turned on the next to last episode of “Shameless” but passed out fell asleep on the couch before it was over. I’ll have to rewind and see what I missed, then complete my journey later tonight.
I am hopeful that today’s Hash doesn’t leave me breathless, but I’m going to do my best to tackle the trail. I’ll let you know how that goes tomorrow.
Today’s Quora Q&A:
Q: What did your mother or father say to you when you were young that you remembered your whole life?
A: I distinctly remember my father saying in response to a question beginning with “if”…If your aunt had balls she’d be your uncle.” I guess he was ahead of his time.
Today’s offerings of humor:
Wish me luck.
That road from the highway to Alta Vista I still don’t know the name of (there’s no signage).
I don’t know whether this might work, but when you reach the nameless street, look at Google Maps on your phone and see if it provides a name. Take a screen shot of that and keep it for future reference in a special folder titled “Mystery Streets.”
Rizal Extension
I finally got curious about who this “Rizal” was. Wikipedia to the rescue:
So there you have it: inspirer of a rebellion and unofficial national hero.
Then Gomez Extension
Another name! So who is this Gomez? I see a martyred priest named Mariano Gomez, and there’s an actor-turned-politician named Richard Gomez. I’m betting on the priest, but I’ll leave that for you to confirm.
Me and the boys on the morning dog walk
Shirt looks vaguely familiar. And you’re out with both dogs! So for Lucky, all is forgiven, I guess. Okay, then!
You seem to have the most alluring, stunning woman in all the pics. Unsure why you don’t go all in on radical dietary changes and switch to something like red wine while you’re about it. When life is giving you what you long wanted!
Dan, I am working on a healthier lifestyle, but I also want to keep things in balance–I don’t see the point in denying myself life’s pleasures in the hope of living longer. The last time I switched from beer, it had near-disastrous results. With Zero, I’m more or less in control of my faculties.
Swan is a classy-looking lady who seems to have my best interests at heart.
Kev, that’s a good idea for identifying the nameless road. I’ll give it a try.
Yes, I’ve heard of Rizal and see his name everywhere–I think every town has at least one street named after him. Hadn’t really read his history, though. I wonder what he would have thought about the American colonizers–probably the same. Your guess is as good as mine on Gomez; his name doesn’t come up. The other big hero is Andres Bonifacio , whose fame is similar to Rizal’s.
Ha! I thought you might recognize that shirt! I haven’t forgotten Lucky’s disloyalty, but I don’t exclude him from my life. Swan holds his leash on our walks, and he loves her a lot more than me.