Wednesday, December 7, 2011
Friday, April 1, 2011
Almost everyone in our family snores but if it were a competition, my father would probably win the championship belt.
Whether he's taking his regular afternoon siesta or passing out out after an occasional drinking spree with friends and fellow municipal officials, he'd surely belt out a symphony of snores. In addition, he would also win the most creative and genuine award since his series of snores vary in pitch, tone, melody and tempo. Trust me, it's as if you're listening to an ipod shuffle. After less than a minute of soft, long and calmly delivered snores, it abruptly changes into sudden, uptempo shrills that later on resembles a fishing vessel slowly docking at a nearby bay.
Snoring is the vibration of respiratory structures and the resulting sound due to unobstructed air movement during breathing while sleeping.
Despite his relatively loud and distracting habit of ZZZzz-snoring, I still love my dad just the way he is. Come to think of it, without the snores everything seems to be incomplete. I'm not tolerating the boisterous reverberation especially when someone's in dire need of a good rest. It's just nice to hear a familiar sound every time you are home.
Thursday, February 24, 2011
Before going home, I stopped by the school’s restroom to take a leak. Then, I headed out of the campus and after a good 10 minute walk from Mapua and through the historical streets of Intramuros, I arrived at the loading station in front of the Manila City hall. I also waited for the Makati/ Ayala bound bus for about 15 minutes. I boarded the bus and as I sat down, my wide-open fly greeted me inelegantly.
Oh, crap! Did I just march around the heart of Manila with my zipper all the way down? My goodness! Did I just expose my junk and tighty whities out on public? I cannot believe how I didn’t notice it. In the span of 25 minutes, people may have presumed that I was a pervert; walking around giving everyone a peep show.
Sunday, February 13, 2011
You'll be amazed how this scrawny string bean kid survived all P.E. classes. I myself can't believe how I managed to get a grade high enough to make Usain Bolt, Yao Ming and even Manny Pacquiao proud.
Walking and running serve as my main forms of exercise. Sometimes I also ride the bike.
Our family recently had an out of town trip. On that trip, one of our bonding activities was cycling. We all enjoyed riding our bikes while a stunning view of the coastline served as the backdrop.
Then, something horrible happened. Don't worry, there were no tsunamis or some sort of natural calamity. I just got into an accident. Nothing major but very painful to say the least.
While I was riding my bike, a toddler passed by in front of me. My first instinct was to avoid him and that I did. I used the left brake -terrible move- prompting the front wheel to abruptly stop while the other went on. Like a flying torpedo, I flew forward and fell off the bike.
As gravity pulled me closer to the rough and gritty ground, the TV commercial wherein children started ridiculing another kid whom they called lampayatot, replayed in my mind over and over again.
Everything happened so fast. Next thing I knew, the toddler's father was helping me stand up after that catastrophic doom. I thanked him and decided to sit along the pavement. As I sat down and waited for my family members who were happily frolicking at a distance, my badly bruised left knee came into sight. Moments later, as the ocean breeze blew in, I started feeling the pain. Excruciating... Agonizing.... Unbearable pain! It was even more painful than the anti-acne facial treatment that I had the night before.
Now, I can't walk straight nor run. I have to limp my way to every destination. Climbing several flights of stairs is torture. I have to be on guard or else something or someone might crash into the open wound. Also, wearing shorts is highly recommended since it prevents the abrasion from colliding with the fabric.
For the mean time, I can't take long walks and engage in running activities. Also, I won't be riding the bicycle. I suppose mind exercises are still available.
Friday, February 4, 2011
As I passed by Red Ribbon, I came across with a 50 or 60 something year old Chinese businessman who pompously strutted his way along the mall’s lengthy hallway. He wore a pinstriped long-sleeved polo shirt and pastel colored slacks. He also paired it with several chain necklaces and a...
Oh no he didn’t. But YES, he did! I looked down and definitely, we were both sporting the exact Vans classic navy blue slip-on shoes. If there were any fashion police around the perimeter, we would have been fined for stealing one’s look from the other.
Who should be ashamed?
Has my style shifted towards the grandpa direction? Or is he going through a rough path of trying to look young and hip while ageing?
Wednesday, February 2, 2011
After 17 years of bringing joy, sadness, excitement, drama, horror and sheer laughter, our beloved 14-inch old school Hitachi television set finally bid farewell. He will surely be missed.
As he crosses the great beyond and probably join its creator, we are in deep mourning as we send off its remains. Despite not knowing the exact cause of its dismay, we have found acceptance in our hearts due to its relatively old age.
When my late grandfather and aunt arrived here in Manila, one of their first purchases was this boxy fellow. From 1994 up to the present, this appliance provided total entertainment to everyone. It went along as they moved to different apartments.
Whenever my brothers and I went to Manila for a visit or a short vacation, this TV set alleviated our boredom. It served a hodgepodge of programs ranging from cartoons, reality and variety shows to all-time movie classics.
And when I moved in with my aunt as I studied for college, this TV became one of my companions who relentlessly shared stories of happiness, sorrow and success. It showed me the world without having to pay any plane tickets. It introduced me to various cultures, places and events. It also shared a glimpse of the universe minus the uncomfortable suit worn by astronauts. It practically brought information in mammoth proportions.
Its final struggle began several months before the end of 2010. And as 2011 ushered in, our beloved TV took its long overdue rest.
As I post this blog, my aunt and I are off to buy a new television set. Nothing fancy or excessively priced. A simple TV set that could continue on the legacy of providing uninterrupted entertainment will do.
So long, Farewell, Auf Weidersehen, Goodbye!
photo courtesy of Andrew Leipzig
Sunday, January 30, 2011
Saturday, January 29, 2011
While the bus was immobile, I succumbed to people watching. Some were undeniably exhausted after a day's work while others happily chatted with fellow officemates as they reminisced about their awesome day in the workplace.
I gazed outside and to my surprise, I saw an old lady asking for alms along Ayala avenue. I was amazed to see her in what seems to be an all black raggedy corporate attire. Her getup may be filthy and torn along the edges but if you squint your eyes, you could definitely see a dated working girl strolling by the busy sidewalks of the business district. She may have felt the need to level up with the Makati crowd as she embodied the essence of power dressing. The light turned green. As our bus moved forward, I looked back at the beggar who has been working hard for her money.
Wednesday, November 3, 2010
I hate pay toilets that don't deserve to get paid. Nowadays, most public restrooms charge a small amount to its users for "maintenance". The big mole on this perfectly brilliant idea is that some of these restrooms are not that clean to begin with.
Kudos to the management of public comfort rooms that are sparkly clean. Some will even captivate you by providing a cozy ambiance that is reminiscent of a spa-like setting.
Boo to those nasty toilets! Some are pretty darn filthy and have faulty toilet fixtures. Other facilities even exude foul and obnoxious odor. Also, you may even catch various infections and diseases in this type of surroundings.
photo by Bill Hornstein
Friday, September 17, 2010
Well-known Filipino interior designers and architects will be asked to curate their own exhibits using one-of-a-kind furnishing pieces from the different shop merchants located on level 3 of Greenbelt 5 such as Ito Kish, Designs Ligna, Aguas Domicillo , Cereo, Budji Layug, and many more. Each inspired, modern furnishing utilizes indigenous materials found only in the Philippines and high quality imported materials that ultimately celebrates the love of home and family of Filipinos and their pioneering talent in the field of interior design and architecture.
The first speaker and curator of the Beyond Designs opening exhibit will be the brilliant architect Dan Lichauco, the managing partner of Archion Architects. He earned his bachelor’s degree in the University of Santo Tomas and his master’s degree in the University of Michigan. A former apprentice under the esteemed firm Leandro V. Locsin and Associates, he went on to become one of the top architects in the country earning numerous projects under his belt. Dan Lichauco not only advocates for green living but also puts an emphasis on “mirroring the complex Philippine culture” in his designs.
Beyond Designs will be held in the Home Section of Greenbelt 5 located at the 3rd floor lobby on September 23, 2010 at 4:30 pm.
Wednesday, September 15, 2010
When I had my seat reserved online, its location was on either side of the stage. However, when we were already allowed to enter the theater, I was astonished to see that our actual seats were at the middle of the stage. We were not just part of audience, we were part of the play. Since the musical has several scenes involving the roller disco, we turned out to be the living props s by the rink. The entire group who signed up for these seats were simply surprised. We were instructed not to mak
Also, we were given props in the form of light emitting ring-like gadgets that were to be used during the finale song. The lady in charge also mentioned that at some point the actors may interact with us. She advised us to participate even if it means total public humiliation. Our cellular phones were also deposited to a counter at the theater lobby for it may cause some sort of interference.
Soon, the lights started to dim and the show eventually started. Kudos to Mr. Bobby Garcia. The musical was undoubtedly amazing and super duper funny. Rachel Alejandro's performance was magnificent. I still can't believe how she was able to sing, dance and act while wearing those roller skates. The entire cast did a great job. Chari Arespacochaga's rendition of an evil muse was very commendable. Felix Rivera and veteran actor; Noel Trinidad also wowed the audience with their theatrical prowess. Congrats to all the cast and crew of this surprise hit Broadway musical. Long live Xanadu!
Tuesday, September 14, 2010
Xanadu is a theater adaptation of the 1980's movie starring Olivia Newton-John. It follows the journey of a magical and beautiful Greek muse, Clio (Alejandro), who descends from the heavens of Mt. Olympus to Venice Beach in California. She disguises as Kira; (pronounced as Keeeeeh-rah) an Australian lass who is on a quest to inspire a struggling artist, Sonny Malone; played by Felix Rivera.
This side-splitting musical brings us back to the 80's as the cast belts out hit songs such as "Magic," "All Over The World," "Suddenly," "I’m Alive," "Evil Woman," "Have You Never Been Mellow" and "Xanadu".
Theater actors Anthony Ong, Glen Llanes, Alys Serdenia and Bea Garcia portray the hilarious Greek Muses. Completing the ensemble is veteran actor Noel Trinidad who plays the character of Danny McGuire.
Directed by Bobby Garcia, "Xanadu" runs from Sept. 3-19 at the Carlos P. Romulo Auditorium, RCBC Plaza, Makati. For tickets, call Atlantis Productions at 8927078 or 8401187 or check their website http://www.atlantisproductionsinc.com/tickets.htm