Sunday, December 30, 2007

eb part ii



Another EB, this time in Metrowalk (Dencio's, then later on Love 2 Laugh, a comedy bar), with fellow Multiply bloggers Belle (above), Grace, Tina, Marky and Chabs (below, left to right). We had to split early, though. The girls had curfews.

Monday, December 24, 2007

xmas on the road

After midnight tonight, on the first hours of Christmas, just as when everybody’s burping from the noche buena, I will be on the road. Specifically, inside a Baliwag bus on its lonely way to Nueva Ecija. I will be without company except maybe for Tom Waits on my MP3 player, the late Norman Mailer in my pocket, and the expected hangover.

The itinerary: leave Antipolo not later than 1:30am, arrive in Cubao before 2am (possible without heavy traffic), and board the bus hoping there’s a window seat available -- for I enjoy watching the countryside rolling past me; makes me think of life -- by 2:30am. By sunrise I expect to be in Zaragosa for my wife’s family reunion.

I am both excited and nervous: Excited because this is going to be my first solitary long-distance travel in a long time, nervous because of the unholy hour. Regardless, I expect an adventure. It's what I live for.

Merry Christmas, everyone. Ad astra per aspera.

Wednesday, December 19, 2007

beat(nik) this


Jack Kerouac and Allen Ginsberg books courtesy of my father (thanks, dad!). Yeah, 2008 will rock n' roll as far as my readings are concerned.

With that, I just want to say RIP to Norman Mailer, who died November 10 due to acute renal failure. I only found out about it last Sunday, when my wife and I were at Fully Booked-High Street. Man, it was sad. I've read two of his works, An American Dream and Tough Guy Don't Dance, and enjoyed them immensely.

Monday, December 17, 2007

anniversary


Celebrated it - alcohol-free, I must say - in Giligan's in Metro Market! Market! (Killing two birds with one stone: we were also doing some shopping.) Tasty food, fun conversation, good times. Just like the years ahead, we hope. And then we went to heaven...


Indeed, the recently opened Fully Booked branch in Bonifacio High Street in Taguig is everything the hype says it is: its neat, wall-to-wall array of books of every sort offers a decidedly splendid glimpse of heaven to bibliophiles. Needless to say, we were floored. All those Kerouacs and Ellroys, man.

Wednesday, December 05, 2007

*sigh*

This is me spacing out.

What I want to see are clouds pregnant with rain and trees dancing to strong wind. Or a full moon, perhaps. A wondrous eclipse. Falling stars galore. Anything that can dwarf the glittery Christmastime nonsense around me. Expose the superficiality of things. There's a story in this and it's a sad wretched story so typical especially coming from me. My muse is with me today but she's singing dirges. Her words bleed misery. Life sucks suddenly. I want to talk but to whose ears? Everybody seems to be holiday-happy on the other side of the fence.

This is me soundlessly crashing to the ground.

Tuesday, December 04, 2007

loser


Got this from my Multiply contact, Lang. In brevity, this explains everything I feel for this guy. Again, who voted for this freak?