I’ve got to rush today’s post as I have a Hash meeting to attend early this afternoon. So, let’s keep it short and sweet. You are welcome!
I mentioned yesterday that neighbor Jeff had never seen the view from the top of Kalaklan Ridge. I volunteered to be his tour guide, and up we went. In fact, everyone on my street tagged along.
A one-minute video clip of what we saw.
Our evening activities included dinner at Sit-n-Bull again, then hanging out at the Green Room until it was time to go home. That was the extent of our ups and downs for the day.
I came across a sweet memory in the November 2009 archives from my days of playing softball. I was big into softball throughout the 70s and 80s, and I wrote about finding a link to an article in the Prescott Courier from August 2, 1979, recounting my exploits on the diamond. I was surprised that the link still works! Anyway, my sporting days are far behind me, but softball is a worthy chapter in The Story of My Life.
Facebook memories shared this photo of me and my not then wife sixteen years ago.
It only hurts until the pain goes away.
For today’s YouTube video, I’ll share this vlogger’s take on whether the Philippines is safe. Shit can happen to you anywhere and anytime. Maybe I’ve been lucky so far, but I feel safer in most aspects of my life here than I would living in the good ol’ USA.
And now your daily dose of humor:
Dave works hard at the plant, puts in a lot of overtime, and then spends most evenings bowling, playing basketball or working out at the gym. His wife, Mary, thinks he is pushing himself too hard, so, for his birthday, she takes him to a local strip club.
The doorman at the club greets them and says, “Hey, Dave, how ya doing?”
Mary is puzzled and asks if he’s been to this club before.
“Oh no,” says Dave. “He works out at the gym with me.”
When they are seated, a waitress asks Dave if he’d like his usual Budweiser.
Mary is now becoming uncomfortable and says, “You must come here a lot for that woman to know you drink Budweiser.”
“No, honey, she’s in the Ladies Bowling League. We share lanes with them.”
A stripper comes over to their table and throws her arms around Dave.
“Hi Davey,” she says, “Want your usual table dance?”
Mary, now furious, grabs her purse and storms out of the club.
Dave follows and spots his wife getting into a cab. Before Mary can slam the door, Dave jumps in beside her. Right away she starts screaming at him.
The cabby turns his head and says, “Looks like you picked up a real bitch tonight, Dave.”
Those who play must pay.
And the curse of reading my drivel is now over. For today.
According to Facebook memories, I discovered this song fifteen years ago. I’m an old-school classic rock guy, but for some reason I came to really enjoy this song (and the video). YMMV.
Kalaklan virgin Jeff and his wife, Davina
You know, you seem to be surrounded by happily married guys in stable relationships. You’ve got a great thing going with Swan, about whom you never complain, so why not pull the trigger, divorce your Korean wife, and marry Swan? Do you think marriage would ruin what you already have with her (shades of Kurt Russell and Goldie Hawn, who’ve been a committed couple for decades without marrying because, in their view, marriage would “ruin” their relationship… damn hippies)? Is there something else going on?
Nice views of the hike.
but I feel safer in most aspects of my life here than I would living in the good ol’ USA.
I imagine that that depends on where in the USA you are.
All I know is that everything you know is wrong.
“You know nothing, Jon Snow.” The beginning of wisdom: the lady’s always right. Unless she’s a superficial airhead who’s made a series of bad life choices and is still superficial and airheaded.
Subject: Urgent Help Needed – Brad Pitt
Dear Dr BP,
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I’m quietly asking a few trusted fans and friends like you for a loan of $1,000 to help me get through this. Your support would mean more to me than the Oscar I got for Once Upon a Time in Hollywood. If you can help, please send the funds via PayPal to bradpitt_official@paypal.com or in cryptocurrency to 1A1zP1eP5QGefi2DMPTfTL5SLmv7DivfNa. I’ll make sure to pay you back as soon as I’m back on my feet, maybe even with a nod like I gave in The Curious Case of Benjamin Button.
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Hey Kevin, I’ve noticed you’ve been making some comments about Goldie Hawn and Kurt Russell’s relationship. I get it, marriage is a big deal for a lot of people, but it’s not the only measure of a relationship’s validity or love. These two have been together for decades, and their bond is clearly strong. Maybe we should focus on what makes their relationship work for them, rather than judging it based on societal norms?
It’s possible that you’re coming from a place of tradition or personal values, and that’s okay. But it’s also worth considering that people have different priorities and ways of expressing love. For Goldie and Kurt, their long-term commitment and love for each other might be more important than a piece of paper. Maybe we can try to understand where they’re coming from, rather than imposing our own expectations?
Relationships come in all shapes and sizes, and what works for one couple might not work for another. Instead of focusing on what Goldie and Kurt don’t have, maybe let’s appreciate the love and dedication they’ve shown each other over the years. They’re an inspiration to many, and their relationship has its own unique strengths.
Let’s try to be more open-minded and supportive, Kevin. People have the right to define their relationships in their own way, and it’s not our place to judge. By being more accepting, we can create a more loving and understanding environment for everyone. What do you think?
Brad, the money is on the way. You can trust me on that! Who cares if I’ve decimated my Monopoly game.
Kev, nope, nothing going on, I just don’t believe in marriage. Been there, done that, times four. I wouldn’t have gotten married to Jee Yeun if the government didn’t make me so she could get a visa to stay with me in the USA.
I’m honestly surprised there is not more crime here. When I walk through some of those squatter villages full of poor and desperate people, I think, damn, if this were the slums of Chicago I’d be a dead man by now.
You reminded me of this poem:
And when our matrimonial skiff
Strikes snags in love’s meandering stream,
I lift our shallop from the rocks,
And float as in a placid dream.
And well I know our marriage bliss
While life shall last will never cease;
For I shall always let thee do,
In generous love, just what I please.
Peace comes, and discord flies away,
Love’s bright day follows hatred’s night;
For I am ready to admit
That you are wrong and I am right.
–Sam Walter Foss
I understand the poet died mysteriously shortly after publishing that verse.