My life was changed as a result of those attacks. It opened my eyes to some realities I had ignored as a member of the liberal hivemind. I came to understand that my primary source for news, The Washington Post, was little more than a purveyor of propaganda. I discovered other sources on the internet, like Instapundit, that helped me see the big picture and think for myself. I learned that the bias in the MSM is as much about what they DON’T report as it is about the lies they peddle. Coincidentally, I haven’t voted for a Democrat in a national election since. And ultimately, it led me to leave the cocoon of a sheltered American life and seek employment overseas. I was proud to spend the final years of my working life in support of the U.S. Army in Korea. It’s been said there is no going back, and in my case, that proved to be true. That’s why I live in the Philippines now.

After my morning coffee with Swan yesterday, I took the long way back to my place.

When the time arrived to pursue my love affair with beer, I hit the streets once again.

I popped into Jewel Café and placed the dinner order for the Hideaway crew.

After my aMAZEing experience the night before, I knew I wasn’t up for a bar crawl last night. I did, however, step up to Cheap Charlies for my nightcap.

I brought home a pecan pie from Sit-n-Bull as my bedtime snack and chalked up another day of stayin’ alive in the Philippines.

Here are a few Philippines-related tidbits I came across that some readers may find of interest.

There is also this news story about a foreigner who claims he was framed on drug charges by the government drug enforcement authorities. Scary shit, especially since he has been in jail for TWO years waiting for a hearing. That’s my nightmare scenario, so I try to avoid putting myself at risk as much as possible. I don’t drive here, I won’t allow myself to be around underage females, and I have no interest in illegal drugs whatsoever. This guy must have pissed off the wrong person, and that’s something you have to avoid as well. Good luck to him, although I wouldn’t bet on his chances to survive long enough to have a day in court.

Speaking of crime, there was a Filipino serial killer in Angeles City back in 2010 who targeted foreigners:

And that’s about it for now. It’s Hash Monday, and I’ll be meeting up with Pubic Head for our shortcut version of the trail. Getting to the start has me hiking some of My Bitch by myself again, but I’ll take it slow and watch my step. Assuming I survive, I’ll be back tomorrow with a full report.

Never forget! Remembering James Raymond Coyle and Samuel Oitice.