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The end of cinema as we knew it.
The word “film” used to mean “movie” is becoming a quaint oxymoron when most movies we encounter now (outside the cinemas) are no longer on film. And pretty soon, film itself will be going away, too,...
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Andres Bonifacio, atapang a tao.
I wonder if kids today still know this humorous poem: Si Andres Bonifacio, atapang a tao. Aputol a kamay, hindi atakbo. Aputol a paa, hindi atakbo. Apugot a ulo, hindi atakbo. Aputol a uten, atakbo...
View ArticleWhen I woke up, there was an SMS from Miguel about Stephen Hawking appearing...
So soon after I woke up, my mind was already in the gutter. Miguel: Why am I answering a math equation in front of Stephen Hawking in my dream? Me: That’s like giving him a blowjob. Miguel: I could...
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Everything is more fun with dancing midgets.
When Bern first heard Duck Sauce’s Barbra Streisand, he couldn’t believe it was a real song. It’s a insanely catchy disco house song with no actual lyrics: you’d hear a long chorus of “oohs”...
View ArticleGood news.
I saw you share the good news and I clicked a button to show I liked it, a shorthand for a complex range of reactions. Such as “I’m proud of you” or “you deserve the recognition” or “I wish I was there...
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Who here enjoys summer?
A neighbor’s kid is singing ‘Let It Go’ alongside the recording. Sometimes her mom joins her, both of them off-key. The sky is such a bright blue outside. If this was a Banana Yoshimoto story, the...
View ArticleA noon confession written fifteen or so minutes ago.
The man I probably loved the most, whom I spent three years of my life with, will soon be celebrating six years with the man he replaced me with. That is a sad, sobering thought to wake up to. Like so...
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So you say you’re sapiosexual.
Smart people turn you on. That’s cool. But instead of “sapiosexual”, shouldn’t “sapiophilic” be the more appropriate term for someone who is erotically or romantically attracted to intelligence?...
View ArticleCall and answer.
Last night, I found myself playing familiar songs from years ago. One of them was Barenaked Ladies’s “Call and Answer“. I once sang that song in a karaoke. It’s a relatively easy song to sing, even...
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Pink shirts are for loving boobies.
“Team, in support of Breast Cancer Awareness Month, wear pink tonight. Even the guys.” The announcement early this morning came from the manager of the neighboring account, broadcasted over the office...
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#30DayWritingChallenge: A strange phone call.
Day Four: A strange phone call. There is this guy, he calls himself Gabriel. Every time I see him calling me, it means one thing: the guy is horny. Often, I ignore his call. I might be doing something,...
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Kiss, kiss, kiss.
Today’s 30-day writing challenge topic is “a kiss”. Can I cheat and just repost this entry I posted the other day, instead? He kissed well and was not self-conscious about it. Oh well. I’ll forget his...
View ArticleCake break.
Last night, while I was in a nearby mall, I saw a woman eating cake. Based on what she was wearing, the young woman was employed in a nearby store, maybe a tea shop or a cake stand. She was on her...
View Article#30DayWritingChallenge: An adventure in the kitchen.
Day Eleven: An adventure in the kitchen. Draft One. The door burst open while I was peeling the potatoes. NINJAS! I quickly ducked out of the way as the first masked man expertly drew his sword and...
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#30DayWritingChallenge: Memorable strangers.
Day Thirteen: Memorable strangers. The last time I visited the lolas of the Home for the Golden Gays, they gathered in a small dance studio in Pasay, owned by one of the city councilors. I enjoy...
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#30DayWritingChallenge: One thing I never learned.
Day Fifteen: One thing I never learned. I never learned how to swim. I got it from my mom. She hardly goes out of the house and she’s afraid of deep water, so none of her kids grew up knowing how to...
View Article#30DayWritingChallenge: My secret shame.
Day Nineteen: My secret shame. Be wary of someone who claims their life is an open book. Everyone is hiding something. That’s the irony of the social media (and the internet in general): it allows us...
View Article#30DayWritingChallenge: The stupidest thing I ever did.
Day Twenty: The stupidest thing I ever did. What is with these superlatives? Can one always categorize all the experiences one went through with one’s life and separate the smart from the stupid....
View ArticleNinja hair disguise.
I had a tarot reading gig recently in Canyon Woods in Tagaytay. It was for an Oktoberfest celebration and the organizers chose a carnival-like theme for this year. We came there early and was lounging...
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Two months without photographic evidence.
Rodj pointed out how some people can fill out a photo album (with selfies) in a week. (Or a day, even.) But while we were still dating before, we never had many photos. We had very few photos together....
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