I made it through another hotter-than-normal day, so that’s an achievement. The Wednesday Walkers postponed our out-of-town hike in Cawag, opting to stay on mostly shady trails close to home. We found some paths we have not used recently, which is always nice. Lots of ups and downs, but nothing long or overly difficult. Our hike suited the weather!
I glanced out the window after my shower, and saw this:
Swan is participating in a feeding at the native Aeta village in Alibang this Sunday. So her and and a friend went shopping for the food yesterday afternoon. Left to my own devices, I did what I do best–celebrating beer o’clock in town. Started at Sloppy Joe’s and chatted with Chris and Shie. The I paid a visit to It Doesn’t Matter. I had a couple more there, and then I decided to give Roadhouse a try. I guess I just wasn’t feeling it, so I caught a trike for home. I grabbed a couple of beers and headed up to The Rite Spot On The Roof. Swan messaged me, “Are you having fun?” I responded that it’s not fun without her. She said, “I’ll join you, where are you?” At the Rite Spot. I think she was pleasantly surprised and came home to be with me.
It was nice to have some quiet “we” time in our rockers on the roof.
On the dog walk this morning, Swan said I was farting again last night. When I showed her my underwear after my hike, she burst out laughing.
While checking to be sure I hadn’t used today’s post title before, I came across this June 2006 post, which talked mostly about some darting activities in Itaewon. It has lots of pictures and memories of a whole other life. I was still married to #3 then and blissfully ignorant of all the heartache to come. But here I am, on the other side, alive and kicking.
It’s election season, so I’ll just put this out there:
Ready for a Quora Q&A?
Q: I forget words while speaking and repeat certain words again and again when I forget the word coming after them. This happens when I’m in my relatives’ house. What should I do?
A: What should you do? Why not run for president? It worked for Biden.
I answered that over three years ago. Things have only gotten worse.
Today’s smiles:
I’m not sure what’s going to happen next. Check back tomorrow to find out.
our out-of-town hike in Cawag
Sounds like a place in Ireland or Scotland.
Up we go
Another one of them steep-ass hills. Yeesh. I’d have to switchback up that.
A shady grove
On the DC Metro’s Red Line, there’s a stop called “Shady Grove.” It’s the northwestern terminus.
Nice to see you again, Onelia!
She has the benevolent look of a gentle mountain spirit. Nothing like the austere mountain spirits (山神/sanshin/산신) here in Korea.
The[n] I paid a visit to It Doesn’t Matter. I had a couple more there, and then I decided to give Roadhouse a try. I guess I just wasn’t feeling it, so I caught a trike for home.
I’m not clear on whether you actually visited Roadhouse. You decided to give it a try… but you weren’t feeling it, so you went home? Or you got to Roadhouse, didn’t dig the vibe, then went home?
re: Build Back Better
I’ve never been convinced that that’s grammatical. If, say, a school or a temple were to burn down here, I doubt I’d say the community would “build it back.” More likely, I’d say they’d “build it back up.” I can understand leaving the “up” out of the slogan, though, because it would be less alliterative and thus less catchy. But it still sounds vaguely illiterate to me.
Nope, we weren’t going THAT far out of town. Cawag is on the far side of Subic, out near the shipyard.
That hill was steep but short. That made it doable.
Ah yeah, I remember Shady Grove as a stop on the Metro now. Never got off there, though.
Onelia does seem to have a kind heart. A few months back, both she and her daughter Jennifer sent me Facebook friend requests, and I was thinking, “Here we go with the money and help pleas.” Never happened; just an occasional good morning, John.
Yeah, I could have worded my barhop report better. I DID go to Roadhouse. And as I finished my beer, the thought occurred to me that I had a perfectly good roof to drink on with a better view. So, I paid up and left for home.
Well, no matter how you word it, the only thing this administration can do is destroy. Four years past time for a change; I fear we won’t make it through four more.