VD fell on Hash Monday this year. That apparently caused a conflict of interest. The number of attendees was way down from normal, anyway. My girl wasn’t particularly pleased with my decision to Hash instead of romance, but as I explained to her, I could do both. I also noted that she could always join me at the Hash which seemed to end the debate. Anyway, I did the trail but skipped the Hash circle rituals. Yesterday was my 119th consecutive week of Hashing so I didn’t want to break my streak. Once I paid my fee, my record was intact so I could safely leave early and treat my gal to dinner at her favorite restaurant. So, win-win, right?

As I mentioned above, just a couple of beers at Blue Butterfly then I went to meet my dinner date. Other than her, the best part of the meal was the view. My dinner was served almost cold. Service was slow. I’m not sure why Papagayo is her favorite place but I’m reluctant to go back after my experience last night.

Finished the night at the GF’s new place, called The Snack Bar. More drama courtesy of the Dick, but I’m pretty much at the point where I just shrug it off. It must suck to be a loser like him and I can be thankful that I’m the better, and luckier, man.

There you have a snapshot from another day in the life and times of your humble correspondent. Stay tuned for more installments.