The roundabout way

I went around about from my house getting to the start of yesterday’s Hash trail, and I was dripping sweat when I arrived. Along the way, I ran into the Hare, Vienna Sausage, who was heading back after finishing marking the trail. He told me the climb up to Kalaklan Ridge he’d selected wasn’t steep. I believed him, but I wasn’t feeling like making it, so I’ll give it a try another day. Instead, I elected to do a long street walk around Barretto to Johansson’s, the On-Home venue. My trail was longer (7.5K) than the Hare’s (6.5K), but much flatter.

Well, look who I found! Vienna Sausage was taking the same route to the trailhead that I chose.
A view along the way.
The trail began near the end of Rizal Extension. Not many folks elected to do a Vienna Sausage trail on such a hot day. Me included.
Did I mention the Hare hails from Austria? (That’s a 55)
The Hare’s trail goes up that way.
I chose to go this way. A tad boring, but a good route for a hot day.
This was painted on a wall we walked past. Deep thoughts that felt somehow relatable.
Back on the official trail near the end of our trek.
The trail I walked.
And the one I didn’t.
Circle up!
The rewards that come from being last to pay the Hash fees.
Hares on the ice!
Gash on ice is nice!
Me chatting with Always Wet, the cute Hare.
The usual after-Hash gathering at It Doesn’t Matter.

Back-to-back Hashes are over and done with. Not bad for an elderly man.

Monday’s report card: 14,362 steps, 11.04 kilometers, and 3,602 calories burned.

On my journey through the LTG archives, I was surprised that February 2009 was completely devoid of posts. I knew something must have happened, and this post from March 2009 reminded me what it was. Someone purchased my then domain (johnmccrarey.com), and it took me several weeks to straighten out that mess. And that’s how mccrarey.com was born. What a fiasco that was!

From Facebook memories, I’m reminded that three years ago, I had a date with Joy:

She was indeed much skinnier back then.
But don’t blame me, these days I only feed her once a week.
Eight years ago, I walked right on by this restaurant in Pyeongtaek without stopping for more than a photo. Doggone it!

Today’s YouTube video is one I found linked on another blog (sorry, I can’t remember which one now) where Queers for Palestine protesters are interviewed during a demonstration. Well, it proved to be a demonstration of their ignorance. If you have three minutes to spare, look and see for yourself.

A moment of Zen:

Remember, Half The People You Know Are Below Average.

And maybe you’ll like these:

Keep that up and you may not live to see tomorrow.
Say what pops in your head, Mary.
It’s no big deal.

And that’s all he wrote. Poorly, no doubt.

4 thoughts on “The roundabout way

  1. The amazing transformation of Joy in only three years!

    Poorly, no doubt.

    Strangely, I saw only one error. There might be more, but only one caught my eye.

  2. Brian, good to know I’m not totally worthless! Thanks for finding that. I guess the domain didn’t generate the revenue whoever stole it from me was hoping for.

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