7.16.2006

dalawang haiku

pagod na muni
ay kaya pang gisingin
ng crepe at kape.

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ngunit ang buwan
paggising, simula na
nitong tomaan!

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ang alamat ng payatot

napadaan sa baguio, sa cafe by the ruins. may batang makulit at sumingit sa camera.

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nagpakilalang anak ko.

"anak ba kita."

"mula pa noong una mong buhay sa mundo. naririto ako upang iligtas ka."

"iligtas saan?"

"ililigtas kita sa katabaan."

at kinain niya ang natitira ko pang breakfast cereals.

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7.14.2006

Uy!

sana hindi lang ako ang nabubuwisit sa shampoo jingle ng sugarfree. alang kakuwenta kuwenta/

7.08.2006

un-Makati

I am in one of Mindanao's bustling corners, in a small city filled with Ilonggos and not Cebuanos, straddled between two mountain ranges and with no beach in sight.

The last retort is what makes me a bit ambivalent about coming here. i have always loved to see the beach, no matter how un-tourist class it may be. I think i may have been born to wander a bit, and with it the twin urge to always find rootedness. I think the beach represents both worlds, leaving and returning, going away and coming home at the same time.

Yet I have also felt extremely comfortable here. The bus trip was surprisingly hitch-free.

As it turns out, I came on the eve of the city's fiesta. And as in any provincial town fiesta, i just had to go see the perya.

There it was in one of the city's manicured corners. There was a tiangge lining up the sides leading to the ferris wheel. I didn't bring with me loose change and I felt a bit sheepish to ask the manong at the color game booth to break up my hundred peso bill, and since i was also getting hungry at 7 pm, i decided to just eat first and then come back. yes, come back for the color game.

there were food tents and tables with checquered plastic table cloths. i tarried a bit, trying hard not to appear like this duffus who didn't have any idea which food stall to check. I'm sure the locals know which ones are good, but i hadn't the slightest clue which they are. the tents offered the same barbecue menu, so i can imagine me trying to play the prince who gets to choose the correct door among several similar-looking ones.

this is what i call a roulette. in moments like this, i can be as irrational as a shrub. trying to make sense of all the signs of the universe, i finally followed the first attendant who took notice of me: a manong who asked if i wanted beer, isaw, inihaw na manok, and all the rice i can eat, all for 100 bucks. hmm, sounded like a good old rob to me so i took a glance at the food laid down on the grill, and turned around. not good enough! i tried to tell him, without of course, mouthing it. on the way out, i saw two pretty collegialas guzzling red horse and eating isaw on one table. suddenly, i felt this was the universe talking to me! no tent couldn't get any better for me, could it? I got back and looked for a place. (dont ask if it's beside them collegialas, or my wife will kill me)

I soon found out that the girls, er, i mean my belated instincts were correct,as ever. the place i found was near the stage. and in a few minutes, there would be bands playing. suddenly, it all seems like a good bargain.

the beer came first, then the band played, it sucked for a moment. and i hated the song list. mushy stuff from cueshe. freaking cueshe is ruining my life even in mindanao. (i mean especially in mindanao). the vocalist is feeling so guwapo singing those crap (is there such a word as craps?). i wanted to go up the stage and rip the vocalist's vocal chords to shreds, if only the pretty collegialas wouldn't mind. oh well, since i was starving, i contented myself to shredding the inihaw na manok which came surprisingly fast. sweet and spicy soy sauce with calamansi, and probably some other secret sauce (like the manong's sweaty armpit droplets) made me want to cry with ecstacy. this is so un-Makati.

just so u wouldnt forget that the band is cool, they played LAKLAK and ZOMBIE. The question "why do all college bands just have to sing laklak and zombie?" may just be the subject of my Masters thesis.

i finished 3 bottles of san mig light and 3 cups of rice. by the time i was done, the pretty collegialas were just about finished with the red horse litro. they were proceeding to open a bottle of gin bulag. bitches.

the band soon finished their set and up stepped a reggae band, complete with jamaican tams and the face of bob marley in different poses on their shirts. medyo oa, to the point that i wished bob marley had a porn video so their mothers could tell them to stop wearing those shirts.

but when they played, i have to say they really rocked! just a let-down that they played what i call "mainstream" reggae. basically brown man revival, some popular marley (the oft-abused waiting in vain), and some covers from the jamaikan me groovy album. i thought they played BMR's entire album, if i wasn't mistaken. Nothing against BMR, I think they play good reggae music, and some of their originals are really good. i think i just missed sublime, our reggae-god in college with the DAY CARE CENTER!!! (Dax at Jonas mag reunion concert na tayo!!!)

by the time they were singing another BMR song, my bladder was reminding me that the 3 bottles of beer is my one-sitting's limit. i just gotta pee.

i rushed to the hotel, peed to my kidney's relief (the original kilig factor), and then wrote this post in a matter of 15 minutes.

Ain't life grand? And i still haven't played the color game.

7.02.2006

will you join us?

May ads ang Chevron Texaco sa cable ngayon tungkol sa kanilang pagnanais na iligtas ang daigdig "by finding out ways to better harness the world's remaining energy resources. will u join us?"

isang itong malaking kagaguhan.

oil firms ang numero unong dahilan kung bakit hanggang ngayon ay walang mass market development ang alternative fuels. hinaharang ng mga oil companies ang development ng mga ito siyempre dahil makakasira sa kanilang kita.

wag nila ngayon masabi-sabing "will u join us?" na para bang tayo ngayon ang tinatamad. bisikleta ang kailangan!

ay ang tag board

andaming spammer sa tagboard ng blog ko kaya ang saya saya yeah!!!

tinatamad akong magkalikot sa program kaya hala sige patangahan na lang. kung sino mas tanga, talo!

dahil world cup ngayon, may time warp!

Kapag may naligaw na executive ng solar sports sa alabang, bubugbugin ko siya hanggang hindi na siya makilala ng nanay niya.

world cup ngayon at wala pa akong napapanood na kahit isang live game sa bahay. puro internet reports ang tanging pag-asa para malaman kung sino ang panalo at kung ano ang iskor at kung sino ang umiskor at kung sinong tarantado na naman ang nakakuha ng red card.

pagkatapos magbasa sa internet, saka naman magpapalabas ang solar sports sa cable ko ng replayed game, mga 2 games delayed na. tipong game 55 na sa live e game 53 pa rin ang ipapalabas muna nila.

opo, opo, alam ko, kasalanan din kasi ng cable provider ko, kasi hindi sila bumili ng slot sa solar. opo, opo, ramdam na ramdam ko ang aking karukhaan (bukod pa ang kawalan ko ng pribelehiyong magbabad sa mga bar na nagpapalabas ng live world cup games sa gabi dahil, hello, may pasok pa ako kinabukasan at baka hambalusin ako ni misis pag uwi).

pag-usapan na rin lang ang karukhaan, ramdam na ramdam ko rin ito sa panonood kay manny pacquiao kahapon. dalawang laban pa bago ang main event e may mga nagtext na sa akin kung ano ang resulta. may mga nakinig sa radyo, may mga nanood sa pay per view, at siyempre, may mga nandun sa araneta. buti pa yung radyo, ok lang kasi pwede kong sabihing iba ang napapanood sa napapakinggan lang. pero yung naririto na nga sa pinas e delayed pa rin ng tatlong umaatikabong oras????

ang akala ko kaya lang delayed ang mga vegas fights ay dahil sa malayo sila. imagine ninyo yung mga taga cubao. kapitbahay lang nila ang araneta, pero ano kaya ang pinapanood nila?

time warp. tapos na sa araneta, meron pa sa tv.