Thursday 31 December 2009

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What will you do different next year?

2 hours from now, i'll not promise myself to do anything differently so as not to avoid frustrations.

I like interviews. They make my bowel movement normal and regular.

Thursday 24 December 2009

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What's for noche buena?

first off, Happy Christmas! Mine will be crab and cream soup, pesto pasta, korean chicken bbq, vietnamese rolls, greek salad, the ubiquitous ham and queso de bola, tiramisu, red wine jelly, coke, beer and a bottle of those sparkly champagne. what's yours? bon apetit. may we all have a beautiful Christmas! woot!

I like interviews. They make my bowel movement normal and regular.

Wednesday 23 December 2009

Scarlet Letter K

We keep mistresses for our pleasures, concubines for constant attendance, and wives to bear us legitimate children and to be our faithful housekeepers.

Ridiculously enough, the above contract for adultery in the olden Greece still holds true today, for which, currently, I've not even the slightest reason to desire to be a spouse to a philanderer.

Adultery has been close to home. My uncle, may his soul rest in peace, was an incurable womanizer but back then, being a happy-go-lucky tweener, I couldn't care less. But now that I'm old enough to know, I'm starting to care, so much so that I want to bury a knife on the back of a colleague's womanizing husband. It started with a small girl talk that became a serious conversation about 'what ifs' in relationships. It was agonizing to hear the pain of a woman who's been betrayed by the man who promised to love and take care of her till death do them part. I've had sleepless nights after that.

Locally, Krista Ranillo's claim to fame has been because of the rumor about her being Manny Pacquiao's other woman. Krista's pretty, yes, but is being linked to 'the Pacman' the only to claim a seat in stardom? I've read in so many articles that she's been in showbiz for so long but didn't really make the cut unlike so many other new-ish artist. Having said this, Manny Pacquaio might just be the answer that she believed to hold the key to raise her star, if there's any at all.

Of course, she belied the accusations being hurled at her which by the way is very generic. But there's one thing Krista should never forget:

In olden times, adulterers were pelted with stones, not with media frenzy. So i guess she should be thankful.

That said, most probably, if Krista DOES become a big star in the future, I could finally say that, she fucked her way into stardom, is all.

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bakit lightandheady ang name mo sa formspring?

because i felt lightandheady when i made this account. tinatamad nang mag-isip.

I like interviews. They make my bowel movement normal and regular.

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tell me something i don't know.

nag nosebleed ka na ba? what you don't know is nosebleeding is medically called Epistaxis. gets?!

I like interviews. They make my bowel movement normal and regular.

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dudette ba talaga ang name mo? mapanghi kasi.

thanks for being direct. hindi dudette ang real name ko. since di mo naman tinanong kung ano ang real name ko, di ko rin sasabihin. bleh

I like interviews. They make my bowel movement normal and regular.

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what's the saddest movie you've ever seen?

Hotaru no Haka/Grave of the Fireflies, a Japanese animation telling a story of siblings during the war in Japan. It just tore my heart and left me depressed for a month. Yeah, it was THAT heavy. OMG, i feel sad again.

I like interviews. They make my bowel movement normal and regular.

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sorry i think i re-sent the same question to you twice! but thanks for visiting the site- much appreciated! i hope you will tell your friends! love ur profile pic btw!) <3 haha :)

yes. you did ask me the same favor. we all have memory lapses so, you're excused. if my memory will serve me right, i'll tell my friends about it.

hey, thanks for liking the photo.

I like interviews. They make my bowel movement normal and regular.

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heey! sorry to bother you but can you help out my friend? she has a blog but needs a little help starting/building it up. can you do me a favor and submit a despicalization? [www.despicableme.tumblr.com] its just a blogging site where you anonymously upload something about yourself and it will be posted- just for fun. its simple!:) thanks so much!!

already obliged. my pleasure.

I like interviews. They make my bowel movement normal and regular.

Tuesday 22 December 2009

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and now that i've asked you about LSS, what's currently in your playlist?

1. jennifer hudson's 'spotlight'
2. jay-z's 'empire state of mind'
3. gym class heroes' 'guilty as charged'
4. adele's 'first love'
5. duffy's 'breakin' my own heart'
6. lilly allen's 'fuck you very much'
7. india arie's 'beautiful'
8. ne-yo's 'mad'
9. robbie williams' 'rock dj'
10. joe macelderry's 'the climb'

and so forth ;-)

I like interviews. They make my bowel movement normal and regular.

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what's your last song syndrome of the day?

sexbomb girls' Bilog ad. irritating.

I like interviews. They make my bowel movement normal and regular.

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do you believe in second chances?

sir yes sir. i believe in the third, fourth, fifth...if there are no second chances, we'd all either be dead or worse, miserable. so, thank you to second chances.

I like interviews. They make my bowel movement normal and regular.

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cats or dogs?

not really into animals. but i'll have to choose cats because of their gymnastic skills and beauty.

I like interviews. They make my bowel movement normal and regular.

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sorry to bother you! but can you take a minute&help out my friend (www.despicableme.tumblr.com) and submit a despicalization? she's trying to start an account and needs a headstart. thanks!!

what a brazen move of asking me for a despicable contribution. i'm way too despicable to do some favor. on the second thought, i love anything despicable, even much more than awesomeness so expect some despicable entry into that website soon. right now, a small despicable little bird tells me that the tumblr account actually belongs to you and not some imaginary/made-up friend. but hey, that's okay because you are despicable yourself!

I like interviews. They make my bowel movement normal and regular.

Monday 21 December 2009

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What's weirdest thing you've ever eaten? Did you end up liking it anyway?

moussaka. i've googled photos and was surprised to see that it doesn't have to look like shit but it did when i ate it. reminded me a lot of a carabao's poop. but i loved the taste. amazingly, it's made of eggplant which is taboo on my table. too late but it was a beautiful mistake.

Should we hate Tiger Woods now?

Sunday 20 December 2009

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Where can I buy Mercy Buko? Is it as tasty and refreshing as Louie's Buko?

LOL. i wish there's such a merchandise but unfortunately, mercybuko is a username not to be bought. it's a simple take on the French's 'thank you very much' merci beaucoup. ;-)

Should we hate Tiger Woods now?

Wednesday 16 December 2009

Thursday 3 December 2009

Tiger Woods, the sorry-ass

I've been a Tiger Woods fan since he became a number one golfer. I don't know much about golf except for that cute little white ball, that sleek-looking metal-stick, that joy-cart-ride and that fabulous seemingly endless green of manicured grasses. Rules of the game? Zilch.

Despite my shameless ignorance of the elitist sport, I still love Tiger Woods, not golf.

There's something about the man. Maybe it's his semblance of quiet, yeah, I like silent, brooding men. Maybe it's his color, a rich perfect brown that reminds me so much of our backyard clay soil I used to mold into crooked vases when I was little. Or maybe it's his intrigue-free life even amidst the fame and, yes, fortune. When he married the pretty blond Scandinavian, I was more happy than jealous because he went into a serious relationship with a girl who wasn't even famous. I was pleased. Tiger defied the 'tradition' which usually plays out like this:

Rich athlete wins in his ball game, collects trophies, money and endorsements and money, begets a gorgeous socialite/Hollywood star. Dates, dates, dates. Separates, philanders and finds another girl. It's a vicious cycle.

Well, Tiger challenged that cycle. Until the shady incident where he mysteriously hit his car against a hydrant. No biggie but apparently, there was more to it than an injured number one golfer and a wrecked car.

Speculations have been made, claims have been declared by the 'other' women and chaos ruled. Amidst the chaos, here's what Tiger has to say:

I have let my family down and I regret those transgressions with all of my heart. I have not been true to my values and the behavior my family deserves. I am not without faults and I am far short of perfect. I am dealing with my behavior and personal failings behind closed doors with my family. Those feelings should be shared by us alone.

Tiger, I like you. But I cannot accept this plea of forgiveness when you didn't even specify what transgressions you may have done. And please if you apologize, don't try to justify yourself by saying that you're not perfect. We know you aren't. So cut this bullshit and just apologize. You want to deal with it alone? Fine. We the public will give that to you. Good luck.

Although I am a well-known person and have made my career as a professional athlete, I have been dismayed to realize the full extent of what tabloid scrutiny really means. For the last week, my family and I have been hounded to expose intimate details of our personal lives. The stories in particular that physical violence played any role in the car accident were utterly false and malicious. Elin has always done more to support our family and shown more grace than anyone could possibly expect.

We understand that you are dismayed by the sensationalism but darling you should have thought about that before you did anything that ignites scrutiny. You are a fish in bowl who stands out and you should have known better.

But no matter how intense curiosity about public figures can be, there is an important and deep principle at stake which is the right to some simple, human measure of privacy. I realize there are some who don't share my view on that. But for me, the virtue of privacy is one that must be protected in matters that are intimate and within one's own family. Personal sins should not require press releases and problems within a family shouldn't have to mean public confessions.

Indeed. Privacy is a luxury for you. Next time be careful. Walk on eggs. Make that Faberge to give you more caution.

Whatever regrets I have about letting my family down have been shared with and felt by us alone. I have given this a lot of reflection and thought and I believe that there is a point at which I must stick to that principle even though it's difficult.

Of course, your family is hit the hardest, maybe like a whip from a titanium-made golf club. Reflection? Yes. A lot? I don't think so. Take your time. Reflect some more. I think you need it.

I will strive to be a better person and the husband and father that my family deserves. For all of those who have supported me over the years, I offer my profound apology.

Yes. Family should get the best out of you. No. I don't think the internet is the best medium for an apology.

Friday 13 November 2009

Julienne Taylor

I'm getting hooked with muzak lately and I wonder why. I like listening to songs and all, but never really got to the point of overdosing. Well, not until late. Geez. Always the late bloomer I am.

I hate going mainstream though so I'm trying to listen to some beautiful vocals without the exaggerated fame and I came to discover a Scottish treasure who answers to the name Julienne Taylor. I listened to her version of Need to be Next to You and I simply adored it...or her. I'm not a voice expert but I think Ms. Taylor's voice could pass for mellow, breathy and mysterious. I'd love to hear her when I'm lying on a hammock on any lazy afternoon. Well, she kind of makes me lazier.

Luckily, my aunt has A Time for Love, Julienne's album, so I'm planning to NOT return it to auntie, poor woman. Just to give you some heads-up of what songs are included in the album, here goes:

I don't wanna talk about it
Unbreakable
One of Us
Love Hurts
It's in the way you are
Too Much Heaven
Ever Fallen in Love
Here There and everywhere
Need to be next to you
Toybox
Why
Only when i sleep
all out of love
real
how can you mend a broken heart
your song

Maybe, just maybe, you should try listening to one of her songs, too. I tell you man, she's good.

Wednesday 11 November 2009

This is It

Been to the cinema and watched Michael Jackson's eerily posthumous concert 'This is It'. It's amazing how people make big money out of a dead person, isn't it? In any case, it was a beautiful one, sorta documentary-like but I would still prefer a living MJ to perform. Yeah, I'm a very demanding spectator like that. Since I am not one hell of an expert to toot my review like any critic would, lemme just tell those who haven't seen 'This is It' to go watch it, for closure, that is, if you are a big fan of old man MJ.

Anyway, speaking of closure, it kinda hit me that I will never have the chance to see MJ in person, even if I would suddenly win some real big lottery to buy a ticket for his concert. Man, he's 6-feet under and just the thought of 'goodbye forever' sucks-hurts. Geez, I'm gettin' all sentimental here.

Incidentally, MJ's song 'She's Out of My Life' speaks of me without my ultimate idol. And so, getting all melodramatic and all, I figured I could just overdose myself with anything MJ-ish which Youtube fortunately obliged. Then I found myself watching MJ's MV of 'She's Out of My Life' and man, I tell you, no one else in this whole, entire mama earth will sing the song as heartfelt-like as MJ. 98degrees tried but...Josh Gorban tried but again...Michael Jackson is just ultimately the man for the job. If you ain't convinced, here goes:

Monday 2 November 2009

Oh Chiz


As far as I am concerned, you have just friggin' lost your mojo. That mojo happens to be NPC.

But then again, there's always Bamboo.


Say, whaaaaaaaat?

Thursday 29 October 2009

THE FULL CIRCLE

I think people are starting to notice that Maricar Reyes, yes, the lady doc who got tangled up with the Hayden cam controversy, is ubiquitous in the boob tube. As far as the superficial manifests, Maricar is doing okay and her career is shooting up like a fountain. She isn't a bad actress either considering that she is practically a rookie in the thespic department. It's a pity that some established stars aren't doing as well acting-wise compared to this lady who in a skewed twist of fate, FUCKED her way to stardom. I say so and I won't turn against my word. She's pretty, yes, but there are other pretty faces and most of them are younger. So, were it not for her vidoetaped orgasm, she would have ended up in a queue of gorgeous ladies who aspire for stardom only to be disheartened by the slow advancement of their showbiz career.

Let's backtrack to when Maricar has not yet slept with Hayden Kho. I could almost imagine her foray into showbiz like KC Concepcion's what with the classy image she has but not as much as influence as the latter. To be fair to Maricar, like i mentioned earlier, she's got real acting talent and people notice that. But showbiz is cutthroat and a real bitch mommah and Maricar would need an elixir that will give her a space in a crowded showbiz room. That elixir would be the so-called x-factor, which up to this moment is difficult to explain because x-factor is just there. You can see it, feel it but could never define it. So what did most of the big stars do to get where they are now? Simple. Pose for a sexy magazine. Angel Locsin did, so did Katrina Halili. Unfortunately, not all of them got to where they wanted to be. And even ironically, Katrina's sexy career took down a plunge after she was caught having sex in a video. This world is just plain mad, isn't it?

At any rate, I'm looking forward to many more shows of this lady doctor who's pounds of flesh were exposed on the intertubes. We all like mysteries don't we? If we see a woman in a conservative dress, our imagination would fire up and we would undress her in our minds. We saw Maricar Reyes au naturale and now we are even more eager to see her in classy clothes, that show so little of her fair and flawless skin, then we want to undress her again. Oh, Maricar Reyes, you've come full circle. Please forgive the pun.


fully-clothed


au naturale

Friday 23 October 2009

beh, why did you leave me?


Yes, folks. it's true. The funny and arguably manly blog, Tunay na Lalake, left us just like any asshole would do. Is assholeness supposed to warrant genuine machismo? Still, it breaks my heart to know that TNL is gone. The interwebs was a one less lonely world with its presence. What now, TNL? Do we really have to end this way, hey?

I was just wondering if you're interested to know that I'm all-inflated like this:


And you are thefriggin' Father, you dimwit