What can I say that hasn’t been said before? I don’t know if this case of the blahs is being driven by the quarantine limitations or just my laziness and lack of imagination. But damn, if I’m getting bored writing about my so-called life it must be excruciating to read about it. You have my heartfelt condolences for that!
I could always write about politics and the insanity that is currently taking place back in my homeland. But honestly, others are doing that better than I ever could and I really, really don’t want to focus on all that drama from so far away. I can barely even look at my Facebook feed these days. My two cents is that if you can’t tell the difference between a protest and a riot you are either willfully ignorant or simply don’t know the difference between right and wrong. Sadly, the ones engaging in violence are making things worse by driving the people who need to come together to find solutions further apart. And that’s all I’ve got to say about that.
I guess in the category of “something different”, I watched a newly released Netflix movie called “The Wrong Missy”. I downloaded it because a friend back in Korea highly recommended it. I don’t. I’m no reviewer, but all I can say is that it was both mildly entertaining and somewhat irritating to watch. In fact, if you want to sample two minutes from the trailer you’ll get equal measures of both:
I’m also watching a film called “Colombiana”. By that I mean I started last night and got about halfway through before taking a break. I guess that’s a review of sorts, isn’t it? I do intend to finish the movie though. I didn’t know it was a French film until I went to get the Wikipedia link above. The best part of the movie by far is Zoe Zaldana, she is a real hottie.
What else have I got? Well, a few shots from yesterday’s hike if you please:
Prior to the hike, I took my boys down to Baloy beach so they could enjoy some sun and sand.
I had a selfish motivation as well. Some of the restaurants are beginning to open up again on a limited basis, including Treasure Island. I had me a hankering for one of their breakfasts I used to enjoy on a regular basis. Alas, the owner told me the cook didn’t arrive until 9:00. Oh well, next time.
Have I posted this before?
I’m looking for something like this too!
And that’s just about all I’ve got for now. Well, there is this photo of Barrio Barretto pre-World War II.
Things can always change. Perhaps one day I’ll long for the sameness I didn’t appreciate at the time.
Another day in the life! You’re still skipping blogging days, I see. That little to write about?
As for the joke on the side of the truck… I think it works better as a verbal joke than as a visual one. The furniture is a “nightstand” (no space between words), and the other expression ought to be hyphenated: “a one-night stand.” (We hyphenate phrasal adjectives that precede the nouns they modify, e.g., “a tax-paying citizen.”) Come to think of it, though, even as a purely verbal joke, it doesn’t work that well. “One-night stand” isn’t pronounced the same as “one nightstand”—the syllable stresses are different. I therefore conclude that the joke needs work.
Thus spoke the overly literal, overly serious Mr. Spock.
If you want to entertain yourself while at home, try the game “GeoGuessr.” You can Google the game’s name, and that’ll lead you to the website. It’s a quick sign-in/registration process, or you can just select the (very lame) “play for free” option, which I don’t recommend doing.
Well, I skipped a blog day in part because there was nothing compelling to say, but if that were the standard it would be awfully quiet around here. Circumstances and laziness also intervened. The hike started at 0900 and we finished at my place just before noon. My compatriots were thirsty and hungry so I served up some beers and made a quick quesadilla that I served with tortilla chips and salsa. After they left I took a belated nap which caused me to miss my prime blogging window. That’s where the laziness and TV took over. But I’m glad you missed me!
Yeah, the photo gives away the punchline anyway. I kinda thought it would be better verbally too in a double entendre kind of way. But it really doesn’t. “Hey baby, you want to have a one night stand” isn’t how you’d ask for furniture. Ah well, it was a stolen joke anyway.
Thanks for the tip on GeoGuessor. I’ll check it out. I confess to having gotten bored enough to play online solitaire…