back to the secret coffee shop

We just had to something "last-minute-y" before classes officially began. This time, we brought fresh meat..(tadah!)...Ms. H. Natuwa naman siya.











Sche and I ordered lechon paksiw (P45 each, with rice), but I had caffe latte (P35) and capuccino (P25) and sche had kapeng barako (P15-P20?) . Ms. Alona had 2 mocha lattes (P35 each) and ordered 2 large servings of french fries (i forget...perhaps around P30 for a large plate), and Ms. H had a frapuccino (P35) and egg pie (P15).

Nakapag-ukay pa kami. I got this cute, tough and unused little bag (puwede shoulder, puwede belt) for P50 only! and it's tan! (okay tama na ang raving).











On the way home we passed this nice lighted lane going to the highway. it felt like christmas there. i love it.






(o ayan...alam niyo na siguro kung saan ;)

EL Guitarista needs an "el keyboardista"

Everything has to evolve; and it looks like the guys from El Guitarista are looking around for new riffs to jam to. They're looking for someone who could play keyboards with them, preferrably someone with influence in/a liking for progressive rock, power/black metal.

Interested? Or do you a have a friend you could recommend? Get in touch with Elmar at 09174772598, 09182144080. Or just drop these guys, Basti and Jhe, a message online.

Support our amateur local bands! Thanks!

(btw, here's one of their videos)

DLSC leadership training 2006 (video)

mabuhay ang mga lider ng DLSC...ang mga future leaders ng ating bayan! :)

dear politicians: you are only as disciplined as your people

A passage in Sophocle's Oedipus Rex translates "It takes a person 10 years to build a good reputation, but only 10 minutes to lose it." This morning, it only took a record-breaking 10 seconds for Team Fresnedi's campaign people to mar their candidates' image.

I was aboard a jeepney to Muntinlupa to cast in my vote. My plan was to hit homebase first and go to Munti Nat'l HS with my father and my sister --a protective measure against what I predict would be an unruly crowd at the voting precinct. Little did I know right then that chaos has already spilled unto the streets, weaved their way through the swelling traffic and dared invade the enclosed spaces of public transportation. Some of these rude people were not contented with handing out flyers and sample ballots; I was shocked when they brazenly threw handfulls of these trash in our faces! I instinctively grabbed a sheet and tore it in plain sight. Some of my other fellow passengers cursed back angrily, the others remained silent, harassed.
The jeepney floors were covered thick with all those wasted paper; i felt sorry for the trees and i raged against these unmindful, insensitive, stupid politicians with no foresight. They have seen how crazy elections can get; they have witnessed it so many times. Why can't they make a difference? Why can't they campaign decently? Why dont they tell their supporters and volunteers how to go about decently, appropriately, preserving the voting public's dignity and their's as well? Why don't they clean up after themselves? or better yet, they should not spread garbage at all.

This message is specifically addressed to Mayor Fresnedi and his runningmates, and to a certain candidate named Dr. Amy Patdu Labios (I've never heard of you before so you can't say I'm biased as I write this). These names and corresponding faces were shamefully splattered all over these flyers (or at least those that I saw at that time) that were shoved in our faces on our way home. Your people are undisciplined; what makes you think you'll be good leaders? You do not deserve our votes.

lame beer review

just to follow up on the isaw review done recently on people@dlsc. heck, i dont even feel up to writing this review--totally in no mood to write. but for the sake of getting it off my chest here's a short, half-assed comparative analysis of the few alcoholic beverages i've tried in this lifetime (specifically beer). now, some people might comment and say, wow immoral! umiinom. i say: may Dionysus curse you with violence like he did Pentheus for being ignorant and hypocritical; and may humankind have pity on you for missing out on half of your life. anyway, let me get to it.

i worship san miguel pale pilsen. period. nuff said.

...okay, in fairness, there's a really short list of beer brands i've tried so far so i may not know what i'm talking about. you have to try it yourselves at least once, BUT ONLY IF you are already of legal age AND ONLY under the supervision of your parents/guardians/responsible adults. (tee-hee :).

so, let see. of course there were the foreign brands: carlsberg, corona, budweiser, heineken, etc...but they dont count because they're rarely ordered (or at least among the crowd i mingle with). and it's been such a long time since i ordered these, i dont remember what they tasted like. so it all boils down to san mig pale pilsen, san mig light, cervesa negra and red horse.

lately, i have sworn never to touch redhorse ever again. it smacks of the worst hangover anyone can possibly get. as in. somebody informed me that barley's spiked with gin. grabe. suko ako. hindi siya pwede pang mahaba-habang kwentuhan na matino.

i dont like san mig light. it's all frothy and shimmery like rainbow bright's supposed to come pirouetting out any second. plus, it can make you all burpy and farty. sabi nga nung isang commentary...what ever made SMB think their drinkers need something that light?

cervesa negra is good. but for some reason it makes me really thirsty. and after two bottles i feel weird, like im starting to grow horns and i start saying the silliest things. hindi naman pa ako tinatamaan niyan ha. basta, weird. pero masarap siya.

strong ice...the taste is not for me. too masculine...but still not as brainmelting as redhorse. Just makes me really sleepy really soon.

san miguel pale pilsen...well. what can i say. this fella is my friend. he respects me. i talk, it listens ; and when it talks it packs a wallop but hey, okay lang. para ka lang sumabak sa moshpit. okay sige siko jan, bagsak dito, you crawl out with a bleeding lip but it's all good and someone helps you up and everything's easy, you see. i and the pale take our time; absolutely no rush. i know when to stop and when i do i'm all conscious and awake and i can still brush my teeth and turn the lights off.

malabo ba? eh, basta ganun. hindi ko ma-explain. i love my san mig pale pilsen.