DS is right and I was wrong...Plus and Update on Australian Murder
I didn't see that much of DS this trip, which was not his fault, but mine, since I was working during much of the time that he was here. So I didn't go with him to Henny's but I did talk to him about the visit and realized, at some point, that I never never bothered to learn Henny's side of things--an oversight that I rectified quickly subsequent to DS' visit. The "fact" are as DS stated them and Henny's credibility is pretty high. Suffice it to say that it's my regular hang out again, and we went there for dinner in fact tonight and didn't leave until after midnight. It was nice to hang out there again and the food was, as it typically is, excellent.
I spent a couple of hours talking to Muarice (formerly the owner of O'Flannigans) who is back in town until March, when he'll return to the US. He gave me the update on the four people who recently murdered an Australian guy here, and were let out of jail on about $800 bail each, since the judge concluded that the case was not about "murder" per se but 'homicide." A fine distinction if ever there was one. I always smelled "bribe" somewhere, but this is a poor girl who orchestrated what was a cold blooded murder, and I couldn't figure our where she would have gotten the money to pay off the judge.
Turns out that the murdered Australian has an insurance policy in the UK worth about 500,000 pounds, and it also turns out that if she's cleared of the charges, the four-year old child whom she and this guy had together would inherit the money. Since he's only four, she's hoping to be named executor or trustee or whatever, and the judge is expecting to be well compensated for her verdict, based on a promised cut of the insurance proceeds.
What she probably hadn't counted on however, was the overwhelming interest in the case expressed by the Australian and UK governments (he had dual citizenship) who appear equally determined that, regardless of the verdict, this money ain't gonna come her way, but will be held somewhere in the UK for the child until he attains legal age. What a great country when a murder conspiracy just goes away, and justice is for sale to the highest bidder.
As an aside, Someplace Else, the bar next to Henny's was packed and I'm pretty sure all the outdoor seats were taken. Bar 183, which we passed while driving home, was jammed as well.
GE
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Two "skanky" looking babes drop by in one night
Guys,
It is very depressing and demeaning to have some ugly woman drop by your hotel room. To have 2 come by, consecutively, in one night is reason enough for why windows cannot be opened. A guy might jump from shear disgust or "ugly pig depression". It actually happend to me just two weeks ago in Davao City. The thought of that evening still has me shaken.
It all began in the afternoon with a call from GoodEnough. He told me, "I met this 23 y/o from your City in the USA. She just went through a bad divorce and lost her job "to boot". She is in Davao on an extended trip. I told her about you and she is anxious to meet you". Sounded good and soon after I get a flood of texts from the lady. We agree to meet at MP at 5:30PM.
Meanwhile, I go online at a net cafe and meet a girl in downtown Davao City. She opens her cam and looks cute. Says she is 38, making her a "relic" Not being an archaeologist, I should have passed but she did look cute. I tell her we can meet later that evening, perhaps at 6:30PM and I will call her.
At 5:30PM I get a knock on my room door. I open to a "fireplug". Short and plump like a tomato but ugly. I remember that GE said he had NOT seen any photos of the Lady as I had begun to wonder what I had done to make GE hate me this much. We talk about her life in my City. Mercifully, she departs at 6PM.
I then confirm with the "Oldie but Cutie" to come on by. She arrives at 6:30PM and meets me in the rooftop Club room where I am dining alone. I was almost finished as meeting the 23 y/o "piggie" had ruined my appetite. She sits down at my table and I know this is NOT my night. Obviously the old computer monitor in the cafe was totally fucked up. This "beast" is anything but cute. Not sure what to do, I invite her to eat.
She complains about the few people dining there or present in the hotel lobby (it is a holiday with few guests present). I can only be thankful that nobody sees me sitting across from Miss Creepie. We then go to my room so I can limit the number of people who see me with her. She begins to educate me on how I need assistance in Davao City and that she will arrange for someone to "look after me and guide me". I politely tell her "no thanks" but the "monkey" will not quit. I am now not certain if I am becoming irritated or violently ill.
Finally she leaves and I breathe a giant sigh of relief. Two skanky looking women in one night! Two in one lifetime would be more than too much. Fortunately, neither woman made contact with my person. Otherwise I would have burned my clothing in a "rite of purification".
At 9PM I receive a text from Rose, 22 and gorgeous. Says she is off work a little early and do I want her to come over. Do I!!!. Like asking a starving man if he would like beef tenderloin and lobster. But I need to breathe fresh air and get out. I tell her to meet me at Henny's. We dine on beef tenderloin no less. Rose always looks beautiful. But after what I met earlier, WORDS CANNOT DESCRIBE HER BEAUTY.
We finish dining, chat with Henny and head to MP where we spend the next 90 minutes fucking fantastically.
Dragon Slayer
Mad cow disease? Nope, ugly pig suicide.
Very funny post DS!
I know the feeling after me and my buddy met up with miss coke bottle glasses and miss elephant ass and pimple face. Twos on a scale to ten. Shy as hell and virgins in addition. We are to nice guys (to nice? ) and walked around in V-mall for 20 min before heading to a restaurant. I estimate 8000 pretty girls stared their eyes out in the mall. "What the f*** are those two guys problem? "
Took 2 sodas before we finally got around to get that "important phone call from the office". Just do not have the heart to dump a girl after a few minutes. The devil on my left shoulder says "don't waste another minute, your looser" but the gentleman on my right tells me to be a good boy and buy her a coke before thanking for her visit and saying good bye.
In my opinion reality is about 60% of a photo. At best 75%. They all look doable on DIA, but after you meet some you need eye surgery. None picks the worst profile pictures when finding mr/miss right.
B
