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the nocturnal is in the house

July 27th, 2005 by epoyz

got this as a text message:
kung nag-swardspeak lang sana sila di walang gulo ngayon:
female voice: Halloo, Gracia! Halloo Halloo!
male voice: Mother! nachukchak ko na po yung mga chuva!
female voice: bongga! yung mga tienes tienes, carry na ba?
male voice: winnie santos, Mother, wa na worry sa mindanaoitch!
end of story.. unless john osmena interprets it..

tamabols itich. ayan tuloy, luz valdez ang beauty ni madam nang mabukingkich. nag-chorychory pa, chamukrah din naman ang mga dragraching. weh.

probably one of the more frustrating experiences one can have is being unable to sleep when you desperately want and need to. i’ve been having this weird coughing spells at around 2 to 4 in the morning, and once i start i can’t go back to sleep. what’s worse is i usually fall asleep at around 1:30, so i’ve only been sleeping for 30 minutes when the coughing starts, first a mild itch that builds up to some loud coughing that wakes me up.

ever heard of power naps? first time i heard about this i doubted that people can actually do this.

turns out i am fully capable of having a power nap during the wee hours of the morning. i only need 15 minutes of dreamless sleep, and when i come around, i’m good to go again. strangely enough, i can only do this when i absolutely don’t have the need for it. gahdammit to hell.

now my body clock is all screwed up, i end up sleeping till 12 noon. and i’m desperately trying to change that. i no longer take naps in the afternoon ( precisely the time i really do need the freaking power nap..), i run, work out, do errands, try hard not to fall asleep during the day.. when i plop into bed i’m so tired already that i’m out in 5 to 10 minutes.

then something, or anything, wakes my ass up, and i can’t go back to sleep anymore. most nights it’s my low-capacity, untrained bladder; it could be the dogs barking furiously at something; an incoming spam email… lately it’s these coughing fits. for weeks its been like: 130am, lights out. 2am, i get up, can’t sleep again till 5 am. drat. the situation is getting really desperate.

good thing i am a lazy-ass "self-employed" bloke. i can’t imagine this happening to good, hardworking 9 to 5 citizens. maybe my body has been accustomed to this sleeping pattern for so long that any of my attempts to try out a normal sleeping routine is rejected by my body, or worse, my subconcious.

looking back i noticed that i’ve been doing this for at least 8 years, ever since i graduated and became an architect. after surviving college getting by with only 3 to 4 hours of sleep a day, my body is accustomed to sleeping during the day and flying by night. but hey, i ain’t working all the time, mind you. i don’t want people ever thinking that i work hard. except for my mom.

well, there was one period when i just graduated and had a construction project that allows me to get up very late, so i spent my nights playing diablo in the playstation..

then the period when baldur’s gate came out.. around the same time i also got addicted to playing jagged alliance 2. and commandos: beyond the call of duty..

when we still had an office in pasig i would work out from 11pm to 1 am, then get to playing baldur’s gate 2 until 5 or 6 in the morning.. hmm…i think maybe that’s it.

the past year i really have been working in the real sense of the word, hitting bed at around 12 to get up at 7 or 8 to work until 9 pm again the next day, including weekends. that has been the longest that i have had work at a regular schedule. now after 16 months of regular programming, my body is probably looking for the good old times. whatever.

so being unable to sleep last night, (tonight i just gave up and never even tried to lay in bed anymore..) i was able to catch the performances in rockstar:inxs, and was keen on finding out if homeboy mig can kick it with these fools. turns out he can. some quick notes:

dave navarro looks prettier than his wife carmen electra. seems to me that it is he who’s been having beauty treatments and shit. damn, man, you’re starting to look like prince..

brooke burke is falling off. kinda’.

the house band rocks.

jordis will go far. the only female here who appears to have a fighting chance. if all the other female rockers performed in front of simon cowell, they’d probably be spit on in the eye. word? word.

brandon looks very much like a rocker, but i think he’s limited.

tyler, the black dude with the mohawk, is really talented. but i don’t think he’s gonna fit in with the old geezers of inxs. i just think there’s too much in him of a gay quality trying to surface. when a member of inxs commented on his "theatrics", taas ang kilay ng bruha! ayaw bumabah ng kelay ng swardaching! i have this image of him trying very hard not to start wagging his finger, probably going: "uh-humn.. don’t your raggedy-ass go telling me off about what I do wrong, gurl-friend..rekanize talent, bi-atch, i am a diva. hol-la!". i have to disagree about what everyone thought about his rendition of everybody hurts. nope. wasn’t feeling that one.

marty is pa-cute. his eyes look scared. he can’t do this. plus, contrary to what all the others thought, he absolutely desecrated that nirvana song he did. it was utter rubbish, mate.

and j.d…. j.d, j.d.,j.d… well, when the song selections came out, he got so hyped up in taking "we are the champions" for himself, went as far as begging jordis to let him have it, only to find out later that he doesn’t have the pipes to pull off the song. can’t reach the high notes, boy, it was pathetic. he came right back at jordis, begging again to switch songs (dude even flirted a little..), but this time girlfriend refused. i was laughing my ass off, and i was having this coughing fit, remember? i was really in danger of dying from laughing and coughing at the same time. it was totally hilarious.

next he tried re-arranging it so that it had a weird funky island beat to it, but the band advised him not to go through with that load of dung. so come performance time, he started off with a different key, tried all sorts of theatrics to get through the performance, like letting the audience sing some of the parts, i’m telling you: i nearly keeled over from laughing. that got too dangerous for me, son.

and, and, and, get this: unable to even decently sing the song, he had his sister( that according to him, he hasn’t seen in 2 years..) come out of the audience and hug him during that crap-and-shit pie of a performance. now he claims that he broke down when he saw his sister in the audience, the reason why he lost it. but we all know he lost it a long time ago before that, so ha-ha. he knows he’s in a heap of trouble, and pulled out all kinds of shit to have an excuse. he probably planned the appearance of her sister. what a fucking birdass, using his sister like that. the minute you saw your sister you didn’t care anymore what was coming out of your mouth? we do. shit was coming out of your mouth, j.d., a whole goddamn load of it.

i say he should have been dragged around tied to a jeep, hung on a tree and shot. with his pants down. he absolutely murdered that song that freddy mercury would’ve come back from the dead and did all the things i just mentioned himself.

and he’s trying hard not to give it away that he’s gay, too. come on, sister, let your hair out, we’ll appreciate you even more.

mig ayesa, i think, really has the talent to go far. he has experience and he loves performing. if you saw the footage where he tried out "we are the champions" himself after j.d. practiced it with the house band and he totally nailed it, you’ll see what i mean. at 35, he’s even old enough to blend in perfectly with the members of inxs, plus, he grew up in london, so he’ll probably fit in just fine. props to him for mentioning his Lola and his filipino heritage in his blog.

well, j.d. dodged bullets like neo, and two chicks got the axe tonight, not just one. the band’s decision to do that was just brilliant. no disrespect to the two, they have talent, but the band felt they can’t do an album and a world tour with any of these two frontin’ them so why waste time? they’ll probably be a right fit with another band, but not inxs. can’t see these two doing "not enough time" and "beautiful girl". hutchence had range. mad range.

oh-kay, enough of that. read somewhere that RP’s proposed budget for 2007 is 1 trillion.

lang?

anak ng pitugo, mangungutang na rin lang tayo’t paduduguin pa natin ang sambayanan e bakit di na natin gawing 2 trillion? parang ayaw ko na itanong kung saan kukunin at gagamitin to, a.

a great game that my friend passed along in an email. para sa mahihilig pumasok sa buhol. at least pag nahuli ka ng boss mo na nilalaro mo ‘to, ang impression niya mathematician ka pala… e ako nahuli dati nagma-minesweeper, e, wala lang..

turns out eminem is not retiring. saka bati na sila ni moby.

well, that’s it. it’s 4 am and i’ll try to get some shuteye.

"..the grass is always greener where the dogs are shitting.."

                                      - from "Outshined", Soundgarden

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rainy days and tuesdays

July 26th, 2005 by epoyz

hell of a long weekend, huh? rain on saturday screwed everything up, though. didn’t kickstart my 3-day weekend right, i’m telling you. plus all this extra precipitation is messing with my concentration (heh?), forcing me to drag myself out of bed later than usual, causing me to skip my training sessions for our upcoming basketball tournament. my ass will probably be kicked around the court again because of all this rain. that’s right. i’ll blame it on the rain like milli vanilli.

the president’s SONA made monday even longer. if you missed it, good for you. it was weak. i think nothing will top tita cory’s SONA back in the day, where she referred to juan ponce enrile as "langaw".. now that’s gangsta.

is this right? i read from this that her speech got 5 standing ovations and 33 rounds of applause? really? i know that the whole crowd is crawling with her supporters anyway, but 5 standing Os and 33 rounds of applause? were they also serving booze?

and she’s really pushing for a parliamentary form of government. i may have to agree with them bishops that she may be angling for a less-humiliating exit (i don’t think it will ever be graceful, though). eh sino naman kaya ang magiging prime minister? nag-react naman agad si idol eddie, overacting masyado pagka-OA nitong tanders na ‘to. sensitive. ang ibig nya lang kasi sabihin e: "natural, ayoko nang magnakaw ulit! nakalusot na ko dati, eh!!".. bow!

lance armstrong rode into cementing his place in the record books with his 7th tour de france win. dude really inspired a lot of people, being a cancer survivor (the testicular kind, no less..that’s nasty..) and all. had his share of haters, though, accusing him of being a dopehead and all other kinds of shit. some people just can’t believe that sheer will and determination can take you where no man has ever been. maybe that’s because a lot of us concede that some things are just too impossible to do. some people just do not have it in them to put in the extra work necessary, and just resort to hating the people who do. i believe that lance armstrong willed himself to all those victories. dude works h-a-r-d.

plus, having a testicle or two removed probably won’t do bad for your biking, right?

i admit hating on shawn kemp when he fell from grace, because he was one of my all-time favorite players (and playas). but this story of his comeback bid opened my eyes to what type of person he is. this reminded me again that you should never fall victim to believing what the media hypes up. hypocrites make money off you by hyping you up, but they know they’ll make much more in tearing you down. just ask harry potter. turns out dude is deeper than what i read. and a comeback at 35? you just know he’s not in this for the money. it’s all love now, baby.

i’m an addict for comeback stories. they get me high and a-m-p-e-d. silencing-the-critics types of comebacks, shutting-the-haters-down flicks, refusing-to-accept-it’s-over-and-coming-all-the-way-back tales. you’ll never know how happy i was when grant hill made it all the way back to the all-star game, catching that alley-oop and throwing it down. i think it was dr. j who told him in the warmups, that he doesn’t need to win a championship anymore. what he did was far more meaningful than a championship. word. the place where he came back from was deeper than the grave, man. and he almost died in the process. if you don’t know, look it up. damn. i love it when good people make the haters look bad.

the cavaliers suffered a setback and may have to settle for marko jaric. larry bird got the coldblooded shooter. i believe in the guy, since when he ran circles around the USA team in the 2000 olympics and almost burned them with a last-second trey in the semifinals.

this guy must really need the money.. i don’t know, man. this just doesn’t feel right on a couple of levels.

so they’re planning a wonder woman movie for 2007. that’s why i keep hearing discussions about who should get the role, because the producers are still looking for diana. if you ask me, jennifer connelly should be a lock for this. i mean, come on..

and my dog ryan "van wilder" reynolds as the flash? yes. i remembered this bit of news because i just watched alanis morissette perform on leno. her voice still makes the hair on my arms stand on end. but i’m afraid i have to say that i ain’t digging her bangs. it’s ass-ugly, girl. if you’re getting married to papah ryan better remedy that before the wedding.

and finally i came across this article about superstitious athletes. tutong na siguro yung shorts na yun ni jordan. shempre di masyado nilalabhan yun kasi 1982-83 pa yung shorts na yun, e, mas madali maluluma. bango..

since i don’t have much of a parting shot in mind, i just want to share that these lyrics keep repeating inside my head lately. i’m not sure why..

"..it has to start somewhere
   it has to start sometime..
..what better place than here?
   what better time than now?"

              - from "Guerilla Radio", Rage Against The Machine

 

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friday night fight

July 22nd, 2005 by epoyz

nope, nothin’ like that goin’ on around here, just like the way that sounds. i miss the days when friday nights used to mean something (at least to me..), now there’s even hardly anything good on TV anymore. so me and my two buds just kicked back and had a few beers.

you know my issue about the steam room exposure thing? just gave up on the fight for my no-buttcheeks-exposure-crusade. seems to me the trend is catching along quite well on my fellow club members, or it’s a cult or a brotherhood or somethin’. i’m just concerned, son. if a bareass dude sweating his cheeks sat on the bench before me, with my ass being wrapped with a towel to sit on the same goddamn spot where his bare ass was marinating earlier, i can’t really use that same towel to dry myself down when i finish in the shower, right? took me ten more minutes to get out of the locker rooms because i had to air-dry. geez. fuck that.

it’s going to be a long weekend. just as well. we all could use a break. kinda ironic that the people fighting for the sake of our workforce and the suffering masses mostly don’t have real jobs and don’t really care about people living on the other side. we should be thankful, though. at least they’re fighting for something, for change to come in this, another desperate episode in philippine history. a lot of people can’t afford to lose a day’s wages to go to the circus, but this holiday declaration might just remedy that. monday’s going to be a hoot. some zany off-the-wall comedy for us all, brought by tita glo’s monologue. shit on a platter for our consumption. yum. but we’re survivors, yo. we ain’t bailing out on anyone now. we in this together. we’re gonna ride this storm out. we always do.

and what’s wrong with these assholes still murking london? stop the violence and the terrorism, assholes. what the fuck is wrong with you peoples? you know you’re gonna get yours, one way or another.

went to see the island yesterday. wasn’t expecting much, but it turned out to be good. visually-fantastic good. an-okay-story-presented-in-a-grand-package good. no-regard-for-human-life-with-all-the-mayhem-scenes good. when michael bay does an action scene, especially the chase scenes, utter destruction will be left at its wake. guaranteed. there’s no fucking with this guy when it comes to chases. he burns mad paper to get it proper. and scarlett johanssen. man. that’s all i can say if i don’t want to dig myself deep into a whole lot of trouble. she was doin’ her thang in this joint. just read this guy’s review of the movie and you’ll see what i mean by that. uhm-ummm…i am feeling his love letter, boyzees.

scarlett jo. she hot, yo. ok, enough of that.

i’ve been ignoring this new “rock star: inxs” show, was kind of interested but decided against watching it because i hate being absorbed into following these reality shows. they take a chunk of my down time, so i said i’m letting this one slide. not until i found out that a homeboy is representin’. and apparently, pinoy dude is still kickin’ it, deep into the competition. now i can no longer afford to miss the damn show. three times a week. sheet.

i hope dude wins this thing, but if he doesn’t, at least he got to see brooke burke up close. juzkeedin’.

and a shoutout to our boys competin’ out there, bagging for the country a big win. there is a whole lot of room for improvement, but this really puts a positive spin on things. we believe, brothers. we believe.

plus the cavaliers are reloading, and fast. LeBron is gonna be unstoppable next year, and with better team mates? i’m so excited. if they don’t reach the playoffs bron should probably renounce his throne.

it’s dead-of-night quiet around here, probably the best opportunity to get some shut-eye. even the dogs are quiet, so…

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four fried eggs and thick bacon slices

July 19th, 2005 by epoyz

a storm is brewing. my heart is heavy and my soul is burdened. something evil is coming, i just feel it in the air around me. my skin is prickly, i find myself having a shortness of breath as i’m typing this, and cold sweat is starting to form in my forehead. now i’m deeply agitated and both my legs are shaking uncontrollably.

you’re right. excuse me…

oh-kay. nothing much today, we’re still sinking down the depths of despair and this steady decline is probably ahead of schedule. grrr-reat. trapos and youngbloods jockeying for position for the juiciest government spots soon as shit hits the fan, no end to meaningless discussions and debates, plus the never-ending search for a selfless, incorruptible, saint of a leader for this country ( yeah, right, that person will be voted into office, and the new cabinet will be headlined by the ninja kids, enteng kabisote and captain barbell..). sometimes i just wish God would just hit the “restart” button or ctrl-alt-delete this shit and start over. looks like hitting esc won’t do it.

want to know my opinion? i seriously hope you do not…

but i will tell you how shit can snowball into one huge turdglobe.

imagine two lanes of traffic going in the same direction, approaching a single lane bottleneck. everything is orderly, with the two lines alternating vehicles into that one lane. then a fellow filipino driver decides to be an asshole and rushes into the bottleneck, unceremoniously forming three lines and breaking the discipline established by the two lines. now everybody is running late for work.

one cigarette butt flicked anywhere but the wastebasket. one candy wrapper thrown away carelessly into the highway. then it’s a softdrink cup, next thing it’s a bag of fastfood refuse. then everybody complains about “the garbage problem”..

people cutting in line. not waiting for your turn on the videoke mic. you then find yourself in the emergency room getting treated for minor cuts or bruises. or a gunshot wound on the seat of your pants..

motorists cutting and weaving in traffic, when all they can get is the first spot in front of the next red light. that’s right. risking life and limb in traffic only avails you of maybe 30 seconds of lead time. not to mention risking the safety of your fellow motorists. asshole.

backstabbing in the workplace. gossiping. bringing people down. speculating and inventing stories about people you envy. galloping on your high horse. looking down on people you think are less important than you. treating simple people like shit because you have money or achieved a higher status.

most stupid people regard themselves highly.

the country’s problem may already be too big to handle or solve, but maybe if we can make little adjustments in ourselves, adhere to discipline and observe the most basic principles of human decency, be a better teacher to kids and our children, everyday shit may just become a whole lot tolerable.

sorry for that.

now for the hard-hitting news..

Jude Law must’ve never heard shaggy and rikrok, or saw eddie murphy’s RAW… three words, dude.. and check on the lower part of the page. malcolm is NINETEEN? and engaged? damn, i’m old..

well, yee-hah! i’ve got one hand on the rail, one foot poised to jump aboard the Maroon bandwagon. after having handed the beatdown by the maroons, the archers got upset again.. dindo got one over his older brother franz after just one season.. check out the leaderboard on the right. i may have to print that and have that framed with the caption “one moment in time..”.

check out spiderman’s facial hair, and stars getting irate (only generates hate…apl ). we all have bad days. like the one i’m having right now. buti na lang di ko itinuloy ang pag-aartista ko..

i’m going back to more whining and groaning.

Dilbert21464910050523

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to love somebody

July 15th, 2005 by epoyz

looks like the circus won’t be leaving town soon.

kasi naman, e, itong huling dalawang presidente, magnanakaw na lang di pa gayahin si mr.suave, si idol eddie.

cameron fights back! charlie won’t be pleased..sadly for paquito’s daughter (or romy? huh? parehong corny..), there is still that s&m bit in video that she did a long, long time ago. i’ve seen it ( won’t tell you why..), ain’t that bad, but it’s still dirt that can be dug up. hey, the things you do when you’re young, eh?

celtics fans? you may have the steal of the draft at no. 15. promising rookie. pow!

and for us sonics fans, things are slowly falling apart.

and in the uaap, hell may be starting to freeze over.. if they can do their shit against the tamaraws i’m officially hitching a ride on the bandwagon..

earlier this afternoon i was enjoying my after-workout down time in the steam room, when this dude comes in, faces the wall, opens up his towel and exposes himself, maybe to, well, idon’tknow…get his weewee some steam? i know, i know.. that may be considered normal but i just ain’t ready for that kind of shit. besides, the steam room was only about 9 square meters.. i don’t wanna be inhalin’ the same air where another man exposes his fireman to. stormed out of there, man. because it’s either that or it’s me going ballistic in dude’s face going “tuck your johnson in, mudderfukker!! and cover your flabby ass, too!!”.. hay, terib-le.

saw on leno billy corgan’s version of the beegees’ “to love somebody”..he pulls it off, but it could’ve been better if he added another edgy guitar riff or a heavy feedback buzz a la sonic youth’s version of “superstar”. billy corgan’s bald head makes my skin crawl.

if you’re a snoop dogg fan this is a fun way of searching the web..

enjoy the weekend, kids!

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wednesday the 13th

July 13th, 2005 by epoyz

zhwing blah blah yada yada 30,000 people blah yak yak PGMA resignation bleep slop crappa crappy crapfest makati CBD. blech yak blabbidy crap and more crap susan roces crappity blah blah. united politicians bullshit snot crapola at 9pm crap crapping from the bull’s holey mondo yadaka yak. insert more crap here and here. and more shit. a whole damn steaming pile of it.

may sakit si papah…

i’m looking to replace my gym earphones. i’m looking for a more “noticeable” set. see, they’re black and really small, plus i let the wires dangle from my ears to my back to the inside of my shirt to be connected to an mp3 player that is concealed beneath the sleeve of my shirt. so no one readily notices that i’m listening from a player. i’m used to be okay with this, until all sorts of shit started happening while i’m working out.

i have Rage Against The Machine, some Eminem, Pearl Jam and other heavy rock and hiphop tunes in there, so when i crank it up i am in my own world. me, my motivation music, the weights…you just go there and work your tail off.

problem is during exercises and in between sets i tend to mouth some of the lyrics, and some dude will be looking my way, our eyes will meet while i’m going “..go to sleep, bitch..die,motherfucker,die.. time’s up, bitch, close your eyes..”, well.. you know. good thing they notice my earphones before anything escalates, then i’ll see the relief in their eyes that they won’t have to beat the crap out of me.

one time i needed an extra push while i was running on the treadmill, my mind was telling me to give up finishing my whole course and “killing in the name” was on. i was pushing myself while muttering under my breath “fuck you i won’t do what you tell me…fuck you i won’t do what you tell me..” . it worked, finished my time and was proud of myself for not giving up, but i may have been singing along with zach a bit louder because the middle-aged lady in the next machine was giving me her most potent disapproving look while i was stretching and cooling down. Dios mio.

the trouble with using earphones is sometimes you get absorbed into this whole other world, where you are in a music video and you’re the star. you know, walking out of the house to go to school or to work while “bittersweet symphony” accompanies your every step.. i once fell asleep with my earphones on and i dreamt i was jon bon jovi alone in a western clifftop setting singing “blaze of glory”..

and when you have them on too loud it messes with your “muttering monologue”. once i thought i was muttering my comments about a particularly shapely lady doing her thing on the stepper until i noticed that the girl beside me was none too pleased with my “that’s right, baby, work that ass..” musing over a 98% volumized Shaggy tune. whoops.

and the tunes in these gyms, man.. well, they’re wack. i’m sure the reason one time people were casting horrified glances at me was they thought i was smolderingly intense in internalizing “barbie girl” in between chest presses. i was stomping my foot and nodding my head, man. they didn’t know i had franz ferdinand on. dammit.

missed the Live 8 concert series, but this site helped me catch up.

and if you are waiting for friday to come (stop wishing your life away..) and you’re getting desperate for some time wasting, play some good ol’ japanese besoboru homerun derby. plus the mini-golf link that i posted earlier.

the maroons will try their luck against the archers tomorrow. can’t say that i’m amped for the game. but i’ll be watching, rubbing my chin..

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slow day

July 11th, 2005 by epoyz

and i thought all kinds of shit’ll be flying when this work week starts. nothing really big happening yet, everything’s cool. but they’re staging another rally in makati this wednesday, ayaw pa rin talaga sumuko nina jinggoy, let’s see how this turns out. heard from a reliable source that we should be ready on wednesday, that folks at the pnp-spd makati city police station are gearing up for a possible sticky situation. everybody just relax, ok? walang makulit..

saw on anc snippets of all that has been happening lately, from the confession to susan roces almost blowing a vein to cory’s resignation appeal, the resignation of the cabinet, yada yada yada, leading up to last friday’s rally, rolling it into a (medyo) dramatic sumthin’sumthin’ about they crew being there and shit to deliver all these to the people… used to love that kind of stuff, but lately it’s like.. eto na naman, may drama na naman sa pilipinas.. medyo nakakaumay din pala pag parang adik na nire-rehab at nagre-relapse ang bansa mo, no? di na nakakaaliw.

2001 pa pala huli nag-champion ang san miguel, ano? well, they got their 17th chip last night, and hearing about their title drought made me suddenly realize how fast time really flies. the last team they beat was ginebra in the all-filipino, nanood pa kami nun sa araneta, rookie pa si caguioa and ron jacobs was still team consultant. parang kailan lang yun, now they just got out of a four-year slump?

bilis, grabe.

i keep telling kids in their early twenties, yung mga bagong graduate lang, to enjoy the next five years, they will blow by very quickly.

well, i can’t really advise them about work, pachonggo-chonggo lang ako when i survived college, and i’m not really sure how one should attack the real world after you graduate. work hard, pray a lot and enjoy the ride. kasi magigising ka isang araw 30 ka na. hahaha…

so it’s official. i had my first episode of mid-life crisis at 29. tama ba naman yun?

nagulat ako nung nanalo pa ang UP sa first game nila. i was watching the first half and went: “eto na naman kami…”. sloppy play, poor execution, forced shots… i’m sure they committed 273 turnovers in the first half alone. well they didn’t, but it sure felt like it.

pero tingnan mo nga naman, nanalo pa. 7 wins na lang, makaka-final four na tayo. sana. hopefully that first half can be blamed on nerves. dark horse pa pala ang UP ayon sa scouting reports. o-key.

they had 3 guys on the roster that were former la salle players who already graduated and are taking their masters’ degree in UP naming mahal. pwede pala yun. well, they found a loophole, and the UAAP board said that this is the last year they were going to allow that. if you’re a masters’ student you can only be allowed to play if you graduated from the same university. o-ha? tar-ray..

pwede pala yun. sayang. dapat nag-ensayo na lang ako kesa nagpuyat nang nagpuyat sa pag-aarkitekto at pagtatrabaho sa club…masarap pa naman sana umupo sa bangko ng araneta..

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Coup Ledesma

July 7th, 2005 by epoyz

hey! got this PipitNews exclusive, looks like there really is an uprising in the works. won’t hurt to be ready just in case, so i bought all the lucky me instant pansit canton hot chili flavor that i can get my hands on. seriously, be careful out there, be alert, eat your breakfast before going to work. if and when you notice unusual antique battle tank and tora tora activity on your way to work, don’t get stuck in the mrt or in edsa. at least get something out of your day, watch a movie or something. or pick up the kids and play video games with them. or meet up with your boo (yukk..) and spend the day together.. well, make sure everybody else in the fam is all right, ok?

seriously, i hope these “patriotic” military assholes properly organize their shit and avoid hurting anybody. i would hate extracting a bullet out of my ass-cheek because some incompetent old general didn’t think this through.

as if the pure joy of living in this country with all the stealing and screwing and fairy tale-selling isn’t enough (except for when every now and then a filipino or group of pinoys do something we can really be proud of, letting us forget all the sweet madness briefly…), somebody has to schedule the occasional power-grab attempt and muddle everyone else’s shit up.

saka alam naman nating lahat na matagal na kayong naglolokohan sa senado at kongreso, e.

kaya sarap maging tax evader, e. pag nakikita mong kinukuha tax mo sa payslip o kontrata mo, di ba mas sumasarap panoorin yung mga live na hearing sa senado? tanginanyo, soli nyo pera namin!! oops, sorry..pardon my french..

pwede bang ideretso ko na lang sa Caritas Manila yung ibabayad ko sa tax ko? o magpa-aral na lang tayo ng mga bata.. yung kurakot money ng mga politiko, kunin na lang nila sa mga korporasyon saka mga indirect taxes na kinukuha nila sa ‘tin.

saka gawing public record yung tax collection sa mga gaya nina lucio tan at henry sy!! di na naman sila mga ordinaryong mamamayan, di ba?

parang mas ok kasi na nakikita mo kung saan napupunta yung kaltas mo, di ba? matrabaho lang, pero mas masarap.. kasi dami na ngang naghihirap, ninanakawan pa e.. hello, garci? haler?

tingin nyo ba? makakapaghintay nga kaya si diether para kay kristine, na maiayos nila lahat ng priorities nila bago sila magkabalikan bilang mag-asawa? na when that time comes, di na nila kailangang maghiwalay pa ulit?

almost got around to watching that fantastic four movie this afternoon, but decided it’s not worth being late for our weekly basketball games. or is it? hmmm… will find out tomorrow. if it’s not, at least jessica alba will be ther– wait. she’s the invisible girl. DAMMIT!

saw on conan the guy who played reed richards, Ioan something-something, and found out that he had to mime most of his kissing scenes with j.a. because, well, she IS the invisible girl.. that surely blows, no?

must get this out of my chest: i really hate that war of the worlds outgrossed batman begins. it’s just visual effects in a story full of holes, headlined by a race of bumbling aliens of superb researching skillz with no organized plan of extermination… c’mon, man.

even i can plan an attack better than that. i did it properly with the cockroach infestation in my neighbor’s trash drum when i was a kid. even made two rings of kerosene round the drum’s perimeter before starting the party. burned the shit out of my eyebrows, though..

all those years observing the earth and they didn’t watch how vito and michael corleone used to do their thing in the godfather trilogy? synchronize your shit, man. the attack on independence day was way better executed. although there was also a glowing flaw in the plan there: if you can not cover the whole earth after an efficient surprise attack and leave them virtually helpless to force them to submission, do NOT attack yet. yes, if you are not thorough, there’s a great chance will smith or tom cruise will foil you. practice doing this properly in command & conquer first or warcraft or something. haste makes waste, yo.

it’s 2:30 in the morning as i’m wrapping this up. damn. i don’t have anything better to do with my time.

i find that doing this blog is sort of therapeutic, also a way to “talk” when i’m in the mood, to no one in particular, reaping all sorts of perks that do not normally come in a normal conversation: no awkward silences, no interruptions, you can talk about anything you want, pull off tangents, and you just feel that though no one is really listening, it feels good that you got some things off your chest.

so.

you can have the notifications turned off in your friendster homepage, so you don’t have to be alerted that “epoyz just updated his blog”. heehee. you don’t have to go through deleting the extra clutter in your inbox, or be tempted to read the recent “just-what-the-hell-is-he-rambling-on-about-now” post.

ok, if you got through my ranting, at least let me point you to a great mini-golf link. copy, paste and go:

http://www.gamesloth.com/play.php?game=extrememinigolf

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postponed indefinitely

July 4th, 2005 by epoyz

this is great, only while it lasts though. bet they’re probably thinking of other ways of screwing us over that’s not oh so blatant we’ll only be scratching our heads while bending over…”oh, oh-kay…”

ganda lang talaga ng timing ng apology ni glo. at least naurong ng ilan pang sandali ang VAT bago tayo duguin..

caught bits of “the last samurai” on hbo while having dinner (chicken and corn soup and tostitos.. ok pala yun pag tinatamad ka magluto talaga..) and remembered how great the swordfight scenes were. especially the one where mr. other-half-of-tomkat was ambushed and he sliced and diced four (or were there five?) deceptively inept swordfighters in seconds. remember that? dude even had to replay what just happened in the last 15 seconds in his mind before beheading the last goon. he was like “damn. that WAS sick, what i just did.”. it was all just “MMM-MWAhhh!! stewed to a perfection!!”.

hiroyuki sanada displaying skillz: dope. sword and fan? o-ha? nice.

and ken watanabe…man, why again didn’t he win an oscar for this? dude was really calm but was just AMPED. IN-tense. his face does almost all of the acting and he was just gangsta in this one. not sure about his gig as ra’s al-ghul but he kicked it in this movie.

how about the sexual tension in that scene where tom was being dressed in armor by taka? grrrr–ouch. betcha tom wanted to make a small adjustment before getting on his horse, huh?

show of hands : anyone else chuckled at the ending of war of the worlds? just me? okay..

it’s also a good break that the aliens weren’t so organized in their attack, no? synchronization? what?

but all in all it is a great watch. wouldn’t see it three times like i did batman begins, though.

game 2 of smb vs. tnt for the chip last night was entertaining. not a fan of either team, but i was for smb last night because they got behind by 20, and honeycutt was shimmying me into changing the channel everytime he makes a shot. then they stormed back and went 2 up with 6 seconds left. that’s when i felt bad for tnt and rooted for them to hit one back. (it was also largely to the fact that danny ildefonso was the one who hit the go-ahead basket, and i nearly hurled when i saw him thumping his chest in celebration…weh..choker..let’s see you do that against my boys next conference..). vic pablo had the chance to tie it with two freebies, missed the first one, had to miss the second and asi blew his follow-up with a rushed shot and… well, all that time i spent watching that game and all i got is this weird feeling. sports is cruel. but you just have to be there for the love.

ok, i think i’m sleepy enough to stop doing this now..

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test broadcast

July 1st, 2005 by epoyz

random thoughts for test broadcast..

with the nba season over and ginebra’s season long since gone south, the only thing basketball-related i’m looking forward to is how the fighting maroons will manage to screw up their season. nope, i’m not really serious about that. ok, i am just a bit. if only they can avoid collapsing down the stretches of close games…they’d be less painful to watch. nice run before the flameout, though…

i just hope KG is working out this summer. really hard.

VAT!? na naman?! ika nga ni gary granada noon…”madugo itong VAT. blood VAT ito…”. nice..

suspended naman daw indefinitely ang VAT sa toll fees. asus. nung nakita ko yung anunsiyo na nakadikit sa tollbooth, pailing-iling kong kinuha yung card ko habang nagmumura nang..”puuu-t*ng ina nyo talaga…” akala tuloy ng teller minumura ko siya. sowee.

as i was telling my kid brother while we were lining up to fill our tank at the gas station before midnight to escape the initial effect of today’s VAT implementation on petrol: “tingnan mo tayo, di pa tayo naghihirap niyan, pero dinudugo na tayo sa VAT. isipin mo na lang yung mga nagdarahop talaga…tapos yung mayayaman na magnanakaw payaman lang nang payaman…” ayoko na nga magsalita. punyeta talaga.

on a lighter note.. wala eh. punyeta talagang mga magnanakaw yan.

just read this joke recently. reportedly when cardinal sin was on his death bed he asked for gloria and mike to be by his side till he died. PGMA went “shucks, touched naman kami. but why us?” she asked. the cardinal replied ” i so wanted to die like Jesus, with two thieves by my side..”

this is fun. i’ll be doing this when i get bored out of my skull again.

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