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Boogie Man by Spaceflower

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Let's backtrack a bit

Here are late posts of March 2007 Not a good day today. Sunday, March 25, 2007 The day should have gone well. All plans were set. I go to Leyte for work, the kids, on their vacation go to Baguio with Tatay and Ate. Things had to go wrong. First, we got lost. We missed the left turn at C5 to the airport, ended up in Bicutan and had to take the service road back. Then just as we were navigating through unfamiliar roads and unexpected one ways, there were participants already coming in at unplanned times and places as a phone call reported. When we got to Leyte, I texted the Baguio contingent. Apparently, Uling, the car we borrowed from tito mabi for the Baguio trip, overheated. They had to leave it at a shop in Concepcion, Tarlac and take the bus from there to Baguio. I was imagining all the crazy things my movie-based imagination affords me. I could just imagine them hot and perspiring, trying to catch the bus to Baguio. I panic for my family long distance. My only contact with them wa...

Birthday Blurs

Thursday, April 12, 2007 Today I turn 36. Now why was that slow and hard to type? The curves of the numbers should have made it easy but it was not. Yesterday, I was mulling over getting old and I remembered the things I promised myself. A house at 35, but at 36 am still renting, stuff like that. Ten years ago, I was feeling as depressed as I was yesterday but without the Gen X angst anymore. (It's still there but it should be called something else at this age.) I do have two wonderful girls, a nine-year-old and a five-year-old, my sunshine and honey. Yesterday I read an article about the experiment with Joshua Bell that jolted me out of the technical stupor I am in and woke the sleeping vein that would push me to feel and not just be there. Pushing my fingers to type something that is not for work but for myself, as an attempt to save my sanity. Actually write for myself. Thus this blog. Things are not as bad as it seems come to think of it. In the midst of brainstorming for proje...