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This afternoon i threw 80 bucks down the drain. never was comfortable with throwing away money, no matter how small the amount is. if someone gets to use it, i don’t mind, or if i drop some cash and someone finds it, i’m cool with that. i just don’t feel that way if i know i just threw it away, ticks me off. so let me tell you, then, of the eighty bucks i’m never going to see again.

after running and doing rehab on my knee at the gym i’m feeling more tuckered out than usual, mainly because i’ve been skipping my sessions for three weeks. i was dragging myself around the mall and i was planning to go see a movie later that day anyway so i decided to go plop my ass in a moviehouse seat and rest my rapidly aging body. it was a wednesday, and the new movies that were out included "the transporter 2" and "the perfect man". now..

i wanted to see the transporter sequel, although i was a bit apprehensive because normally sequels just ride out the impact of the first one, and turn out almost always to be duds. i’m thinking, maybe i’ll wait it out, wait to ask someone who has seen it if it was any good, then i’ll go see it. heah? (i’m pointing at my  temple while nodding to indicate that i’m doing something smart..). so i decided to favor "the perfect man", i was looking for a comedy and thought this might do it for me. hey, i’m there to rest and i usually can’t tolerate action scenes and violence when i’m in this state. ( notice how i defended my choice too much, like i’m sounding too afraid that people will see through me that i’m getting more gay by the minute? oh-kaaay..)

so. paid the ticket, it was early afternoon, no one would really notice if i snuck in the hillary duff movie all alone.. only, once i’m inside i realized that i got the cinema number wrong, and i bought a ticket to "the constant gardener", which i already saw last week. i thought of telling the usherette the mistake i made, and thought maybe she’ll let me transfer to "the perfect man". but i thought to myself: do i really want to do that? scenes started popping inside my head, one with the cinema people helping me out but all the while announcing to anyone within earshot that "nagkamali daw si sir, gusto niya magpa-transfer sa perfect man.." and the teller would say "saan? sa perfect man? yung kay hillary? mag-isa lang ba si sir? o sige..", with the guards and the other ushers and all them helping my cause at the same time announcing to the whole world that "yes, this man wasn’t forced into watching a hillary duff movie, he’s by himself, look at him, a fine specimen of a man.. and he’s here to watch carson kressley’s first movie appearance…"

dropped the whole thing and proceeded instead to my periodic mall inspection. would’ve loved to see that movie, though. what? i had a crush on heather locklear a while back. that’s the reason why i went for this flick. i’m not joining the federation. che!

one movie i would recommend this week is "the perfect catch" ("fever pitch" in the states..). it’s an age-old story of a love triangle between a man, a woman and sports. it’s a classic. the movie was funny, heartbreaking, thought-provoking (if you’re a sports fan) and you can relate to it in so many ways (again, IF you’re a sports fan or a girlfriend of a hopeless one..). i was even surprised to learn that it was a farrely bros. movie, loosely based on a book by "about a boy" author nick hornby ( his book was about soccer…) that was already made into a film in 1997 starring colin firth..

i really enjoyed the movie, plus, it culminated into the real-life events surrounding the greatest comeback in sports history, the 2004 AL series when the red sox came from a 0-3 deficit to defeat the greatest team in baseball, the new york yankees, in seven games. i especially remember this one, because even though i’m not much of a baseball fan, i was well aware of the "curse of the bambino", the way the red sox were always being screwed by the yankees in the postseason, their 86-year title drought, and the red sox nation, the most loyal fans in the face of the earth. well, they finally got theirs, with the 2004 red sox eventually rolling through the world series with four wins, rewarding their long-suffering fans with something no one will ever take from them for eternity. i was rooting for them, the same way i rooted for the phillies when the blue jays beat them, and the indians and the braves and the mets and every world series loser, except for the marlins and the diamondbacks. i was following the red sox because of curt schilling and pedro martinez, and when they went down 0-3 against the hated yankees ( underdog lover, me..) with a 19-8 loss at home…i knew it was over, but something was telling me it ain’t. then game 4 happened. i said, okay, at least they fought hard not to get swept. then a game 5 win. i thought, if they can win game 6, they can definitely do this.

well, they did, schilling’s bleeding ankle and all, and went on to hammer out a game 7 86-year redemption. if they went on to lose the world series, it wouldn’t have mattered, because they handed to the yankees, winner of 26 world series after Boston’s last one in 1918, the most humiliating collapse in the history of baseball. but, they didn’t disappoint the red sox nation, and put their stamp in history. the curse has been lifted, and you just want them to have that.

damn movie made a grown man cry, there. i’m not ashamed to admit this, because i am passionate about my sports teams. you love them, but they don’t seem to love you back. they break your heart so many times but still, you’re there for them. until that one great moment where they put it all together, and give you something nobody can ever take away. naks(hikbi..).

not much in the news today, just ashton and demi getting married. ashton was 9 years old when demi and bruce got married? damn. and it ticks me off how articles kept referring to kutcher as demi’s boytoy. they can have a serious relationship, right? if a 59-year old billionaire is having a baby with a 35-year old model, it’s more acceptable? come on..

grant hill is ready for a full season, and the comeback is looking great!! i’m excited to see my boy tear the league up like he did when jordan was still around. dude inspires me.

and! he’s always been my dog, but i hated on gary payton when he teamed up with karl malone on the lakers in 2003-04. now i welcome him with open arms, as he goes for that ring this time with the heat. now that’s more like it. would have loved it more had they not shipped eddie jones, though.

it’s like 1996 again!! woo-hoo!!

highly-addictive game.

okay, gotta go. missed the start of one tree hill and the replay is on. hey.. 

"The problem’s plain to see
Too much technology
Machines to save our lives
Machines de-humanize..

The time has come at last (Secret secret, I’ve got a secret)
To throw away this mask (Secret secret, I’ve got a secret)
Now everyone can see (Secret secret, I’ve got a secret)
My true identity..

I’m Kilroy! Kilroy! Kilroy! Kilroy…."

          - " Mr. Roboto ", Styx

o, ha?

When I counted up my demons
Saw there was one for every day
With the good ones on my shoulder
I drove the other ones away.

If you ever feel neglected
If you think that all is lost
I’ll be countin’ up my demons, yeah,
Hoping everything’s not lost..

First things first: everyone out there on the path of Rita, our prayers go out to you. heard it’s gonna be stronger than Katrina, but at least everybody’s more prepared now. to my Ate and her peeps out there in houston, ingat sa evacuation, iwas sa panic, at sana ok sa pupuntahan nyo sa San Antonio. Holla back, girl.

if you haven’t seen Cinderella Man yet, don’t read the next paragraph, i might spoil it for you.

let me just state for the record that i don’t like russell crowe. i’d go as far as saying that i hate ‘im. hate ‘im, hate ‘im, hate ‘im. he’s way down there with tom cruise (cuckoo) and colin farrell (he’s an ass..) and cesar montano and bong revilla in my list (eh?). and it didn’t help that Gladiator fooled around with meg ryan’s heart. but i usually do hate on the player, but i still respect the game, so.. went to see Cinderella Man, and boy, was i happy that movie finally got shown in theaters. wondered what delayed the showing of that joint in here, when  in the US it was released months ago. heard that it was a bit of a flop back there, but it was never my habit to decide a movie’s worth based on box office returns, that’s why i went out and saw it on the first day of showing. and i know it’s the type of movie that’s made for me. i already mentioned how i love underdogs, comeback tales and bouncing-back-from-rock-bottom-stories and i can’t get enough of them.. and this movie did not disappoint me. plus, i failed to read the press releases for this so i wasn’t aware that james braddock became heavyweight champ of the world. there’s even a part in the beginning of the movie citing JJB’s story to be one of the most colorful among the champs, and still i wasn’t sure that he will be victorious in the end. that’s why everything was suspenseful for me, and that was really a good thing. kinda felt like when daniel san won in Karate KId when he broke out that crane-style shit. i was watching the fight scenes in Cinderella Man nervous as hell, man. punched the air when he won. whole movie moved me. the great depression was really depressing (ouch, sorry..). cried a bit, too, and i haven’t cried in the movies in a while. the last time that happened was when we went to see ‘lil bow-wow’s "Like Mike" in one of the expensive Shangri-La cinemas. tears streaming down my cheeks, i demanded "Soli nyo pera koh!!"..

also saw The Constant Gardener. was reeling from confusion all throughout the movie, but it was great, the ending was powerful. the whole idea for the movie is quite depressing, but it is a must-see. make sure you’re not sleepy when you go to see this, though. and try to find City Of God in dvd if you can. it’s from the same dude who made this, and it’s a lot more riveting.

i can’t believe that the men were asked to leave the studio for this. we’re entitled to the truth, yo, we should have been properly represented. heyhey, this is more about us than it is about you, girls, come on..

Mystique and the Cushman? never saw that coming… and was a bit surprised that they were almost the same age. I was rooting for Conan to bag this girl after she divorced John Stamos, though, but Chip Whitley got married before the breakup, so.. well, guess it just wasn’t meant to be, is all.

Mig Lost, and JD got the gig. well, can’t say he blew it, it’s just that he failed to shake off the theater in him.. and among the three, JD peaked at the right time, and seemed to be the best fit. just didn’t like the format of the finale, the way it was handled where they dropped one of the finalists after one song, and especially because Mig never got the chance to play with INXS in the finale. come on, that’s just one extra song, you old geezers. what, your old bones can’t do four straight songs anymore?

and i’m guessing they already had a choice before the actual show. felt that they were being a bit dismissive, especially to Mig. oh, well, at least he got as far as he did. and it also looked to me that Marty was stunned that he didn’t win. he couldn’t blink for a whole minute. hehee..

China blew out Saudi Arabia, 98-10, in a FIBA tournament game. well, my only beef with this was that the chinese were hoisting three pointers near the end, trying to break into triple digits. i mean, come on.. it’s just a bit too unsportsmanlike. it’s okay if you were practicing set plays or experimenting with player combinations, but when the outcome is already settled you don’t need to humiliate your opponents some more. i expected more class from a team competing in an international competition. a win is a win, boys. it lessens the accomplishment when you try shit like this.

and i learned long ago that stats don’t mean a damn thing. i like counting the pats on my back after a game, specially when you win and your teammates acknowledge your contribution. and it’s a big bonus if the other team gives you your props for playing them.

aaaaand… was confused by this article: there are gay priests? right now? word? i was under the impression that homosexuality and same-sex arrangements aren’t just frowned upon among us catholics, i also thought the church is adamant in enforcing this no-third-sex-shit. well, at least if a priest was confused i never thought his issues would be out there to be discussed, right? personally, i think it’s the way he handles himself, and it’s really difficult to be open about this if you want to enter priesthood. do things need to be resolved first? are there more acceptable sorts of temptations and personal tests for a priest for our guardians in the Vatican? and how sure are the folks in there that a gay applicant won’t sneak in, then? they’re going to employ the help of the already-ordained gay priests and let them use their "Gaydar"? it’s going to be effective but this is just messed up, man, i don’t know. this just muddled it up some more for me, i’m telling you.

and hey, just to be clear, i have a few friends who are on a different social agenda, and i like them a lot. they true peeps, G. i guess i can say that i love gay people. wait a minute, that didn’t sound right…

okay, do this one with me, now..

…Singing out o yeah
o yeah
o yeah
Everything’s not lost…

…Come on yeah, o yeah,
Sing out yeah…
Everything’s not lost..

         - "Everything’s Not Lost", Coldplay from Parachutes

It was nearing lunchtime last thursday when i managed to get past security at this building along chino roces st. ( they’re suspicious of cargo shorts-and-nike-wearing dudes..), so naturally, i was hoping to catch the next elevator car going up to beat the noontime break. i went there to pick up a check payment from one of my clients and i didn’t want to wait until 1 PM should i miss the cut, so i chased the doors just as they were closing and squeezed myself against the other passengers. only not all of my cargo shorts managed to "make the cut", so there i was, clutching the part of my shorts that got stuck, concealing from the other passengers the fact that i was about to take them for a ride they won’t soon forget…

soon as the elevator ascended and got past the second floor all the lights on the buttons went crazy and the floor numbers that were lit died and a sudden jolt rocked everybody. bam. the elevator then proceeded to go up but at a much slower pace this time. i was looking up the whole time, trying to divert attention away from me and the fact that i’m causing all this, all the while tugging mightily at my shorts. soon as we get past the third floor–bam!–there it was again, the frightening jolt that sent my fellow passengers into panic. amazingly, nobody noticed that my shorts got stuck and they were blaming all this to poor maintenance by the building, or suggesting that we may have overloaded the car that’s why it’s acting funny. slowly and frightfully we went up another floor, another jolt sent the ladies screaming, a fellow started ringing the emergency button and the elevator seemed to be contemplating about giving up and plummeting down instead. it just seemed funny that i wasn’t even near from being scared that we might actually come crashing down (sure felt like it..), but i was so scared that someone in there might realize that i’m the one causing this, and alert all the other passengers so they can beat me up. so i was like–"got…to..untangle…shorts..and…fast!!"…

well, that sort of (quiet) desperation gives you added strength, and i managed to pull my shorts out of there. soon as they came loose the elevator doors opened on the 6th floor, everybody got out and started complaining to one of the maintenance guys. dude really helped me out when he blurted–"ay, iyang dulong elevator talaga na yan, nagloloko yan, e..", and all the people in there with me dropped the investigation and accepted it as an open-and-shut case. only the maintenance dude was referring to the elevator at the opposite end, but hey, no need to point that out, right? whew.

after that i felt a little guilty for a short while because i may have endangered those people’s lives in there. but then i reasoned out that if it will only take a snagged piece of clothing to bring an elevator full of people hurtling down, those people at mitsubishi better take a look again at their elevator design. and i’m pretty sure a second- and third- line of safety measures are built into these things. we might have tackled this in our mechanical systems courses during my years in UP Arki, i’m just not sure because i wasn’t really into listening during lectures and all that. all i’m saying is i could have assured those people in there with me that, hey, these things are fail-safe, i’m a registered professional and i should know that. that is, well, only i don’t.

if i don’t check myself, this man’s record might be in danger… i’ve been watching a lot of TV lately and i’ve downloaded a lot of stuff to watch on my PC and dvd player that i no longer mind if i spend all day inside my room and just watch all these shows.. i even managed to get myself sucked into following One Tree Hill. i mean, come on.. this has got to stop. that’s why i decided to just download all the shows i like and watch all the episodes and get this over with. there. and now i’m on the third season of Scrubs. dammit.

i really need to do something productive. well at least i managed to avoid taking a bunch of people down with me last week. that has to count for something, right?

"Nothing much to say i guess
Just the same as all the rest
Been trying to throw your arms
Around the World

And a woman needs a man
Like a fish needs a bicycle
When you’re trying to throw your arms
Around the world..

I’m gonna run to you, run to you, run to you
I’m gonna run to you, run to you, run to you
I’m gonna run to you, run to you, run to you
Woman be still
Woman be still
Be still
Woman be still
Woman I will.."

    - "Trying To Throw Your Arms Around The World", U2 from Achtung Baby

          howdy, sports fans! well, it was a good sporting weekend for us, with three filipino pugs kicking the living crap out of their respective opponents last sunday on pay-per-view tv. yup, it really did unite the country again, albeit briefly. still, it was all-in-all a good day for filipino sports. we are reassured that manny is just reaching his peak, with two young fighters ready to take over when his run is over. there was an upbeat buzz when i got out that afternoon for my sunday basketball game, and i even engaged in an animated recounting of the highlights of the fight with the other people on the court, a lot of whom i can not carry a comfortable conversation with (shy kasi ako sa personal..). it’s this kind of stuff that makes reading the morning paper bearable. but still, when i got to the part where GMA congratulates the three boys for their achievement, i cringed (why is she referred to as ms. arroyo in the other article?) and almost gagged. it’s because i have this feeling that they’re just being used, and not being genuinely celebrated by the president, and recah proved me right a few days later. oh, well.. says here that the rematch between manny and erik morales will push through, though for me it lost a little bit of its appeal with morales coming off a loss. still, he’s going to be a very formidable opponent and a difficult test for pacquiao. i still feel that if that cut over his eye didn’t open up during their first fight, iba sana ang istorya..

          one thing that could’ve put an icing on it for me was if andre agassi won over federer. would’ve been a nice comeback / underdog story, and you guys know how much i love storylines like that. couldn’t wait for the showing of that US hockey team movie "Miracle" on star movies so i downloaded it, and sated my underdog-lovin’ fix. was rooting for agassi all the way, he just couldn’t pull it off. too bad that third set went into a tiebreak. after losing that it all went south for him. that’s ok, he had a good run, nothing to really get down about. what he did was still inspiring.

          came across this story about internet theft, and it really got to me because i almost fell for this kind of scam. as an active ebay member, i got this email asking me to "update" my membership and account information, or my account will be deleted. i was in the middle of filling out their form when it hit me–they never announced anything of this sort in their site (MyEbay page is set as my homepage..) so i got suspicious and dropped the whole thing. i’m telling you, it’s an official looking email, even the sender and link seems legit, and i just followed my instincts to not respond. when i read this article it only confirmed my suspicions. that was a close call right there. hope these guys all get caught and have the skins on their buttocks flayed. ouch.

          hey, felicity and morpheus are in the next mission impossible movie. getting kinda nauseated about this tom cruise / katie holmes show, though.. beginning to wonder if anybody else cares anymore..

          i’m really not sure about this.

          ouch. i feel mig didn’t do well last night on Rockstar:INXS.. i was kinda excited with the songs he’s been asked to perform, but his take on "Paint It Black" and "Kiss From a Rose" was a bit too much–theatre– for me… it’s too late in the ballgame for him to be sticking to his theatre-training, me and my brother felt like we were hearing the two songs being performed in a musical.. hope the votes get him through this week..

          what’s the deal with tiger meat? apparently, it’s quite a big deal. so much so that the fake stuff got these people in a heap of trouble. damn. sounds tasty, but wouldn’t dream of eating that, or getting near a plate of it. or touch it with a ten-foot-pole. crrrr-razy boyz..

          speaking of crazy, this game is just that.. they say you can hold on to that button for days, look at the counter.. i don’t know about this..how about some fishin‘?

"Oh, Sugar, don’t you cry

Oh, Child, wipe the tears from your eyes

You know I need you to be strong

And the day is as dark as the night is long

Feel like trash, you make me feel clean

I’m in the black, can’t see or be seen..

Baby, baby, baby– Light my way.."

            - "Ultraviolet", U2 from Achtung Baby

once upon a time i read somewhere that you can tell a great deal about a person on how he reads the morning paper. it’s like if one looks at the headlines first, he tends to have a negative view of life because he pores through it and goes "what’s wrong with the world right now?". and the person who looks at the sports and funny pages first tends to be more positive, because he starts his day with lightheartedness and tales about the triumph of the human spirit.

what bugs me is that i used to go straight to the funnies and sports pages before. but that was until very recently. has age got something to do with this? crap.

woke up late again, tired and grumpy, because i couldn’t sleep until 4 am. and get this: i dreamed that i was tossing and turning because i can’t sleep! how fucked up is that?

is it just me or there seems to be a lot of planes falling out of the sky lately? here’s another one, falling on a residential area, no less. well, there goes the neighborhood.. damn. seems like the hits just keep on coming. never one to believe end-of-the-world signs and shit like that, but i’ll sure be relieved if folks get a break from the relentless pounding.

never one of those people who like pouring gasoline on the fire, but.. an estimated 10,000 death toll? this can’t be right, no? folks are getting really emotional, with black leaders accusing the administration of being slow in acting on this disaster because most of the displaced were black and poor. even kanye (for the record, i don’t like his attitude) went out of script during the katrina benefit concert and started blasting the administration and the media. on live television. but here’s where it really got into me: the scenes down there turned out to be so horrible that two police officers killed themselves, one was shot dead and quite a few deserted the rescue efforts. you can read about it here, along with other tales of horror. but it is in the face of this kind of adversity that the best in the human spirit is brought out, right?

here’s hoping that they don’t get too scarred after prevailing over this, though.

aaaaand, here at home: cock the hammer, it’s time for action! cock da hamma!! the debates went on ’til the wee hours of the morning, but still, after all was said (and interrupted) and done, the beatdown was administered. hah. as i’m typing this rallyists are pouring out into the streets. if you ask me (not usually a good idea, but..), GMA and her crew could have handled this better, you know? instead of being cocky and shit that the impeachment plea will be rejected in their favor, and they seem to be in too much of a hurry to squash the moves of the opposition, oftentimes appearing that they’re doing it by all means necessary..well, there’s a quick recipe for a revolt if you’re looking for one. GMA’s working too hard to present the flipside, that we don’t need this right now, that we should focus on other pressing matters that will prove more beneficial to the national interest.. well, it could have worked, too. she’s pitching her fight against poverty ( although it sounds like she’s fighting FOR poverty..hehee…) and rebuilding the nation and shit. hell, if she could have gone to the "we’re gonna break it down and build it right up" speech she could have pulled it off, too.. but directly and (it seems) unceremoniously drubbing a process that the people feel strongly for, that’s just asking for more trouble. she should understand that time can be an ally, she can ask the marcoses. people tend to forget over time, yo. if you look guilty, don’t go imposing your shit. wait till it simmers down a little bit.

gee, i hope she doesn’t resort to hurting the rallyists, though. that’s the kind of shit we really don’t need right now.

is it possible to find her guilty over a long-drawn-out impeachment process, but we don’t let her resign right away for lack of a better alternative? just let her work until further notice? i mean, as a people we win because we didn’t let that shit slide, we nailed her, right? that’s what we want. but at the same time we don’t further compromise our economic situation with a power shift and all that crap, we get to decide on our own time. would anybody facilitate something like that? i don’t think so. and i know it’s not possible, either, i’m just throwing it out there. i know it may sound stupid, but hey, i’m still waiting for a solid plan from anybody to get us out of this. i know them leaders duped us once again, but i’m open to letting them stay under close watch. sure, they’re not credible anymore should we find them guilty, but are they looking a whole lot more credible as they are right now?

but if the first gentleman shows off that he bought the new bugatti i’m assasinating him myself.. am i reading the tag price right? that’s just cold, yo. i don’t mind if the Philippines as a nation is struggling right now, long as i see that the leaders are trying the best they can and even better if i see them being active in energy conservation laws and sensible spending. it’s best if we actually see them tightening their own belts themselves, and not hearing about how they went to the pacquiao fight after sleeping in a $20,000 suite in las vegas or feeding their horses more expensive chow than what most citizens have on their table or living extravagantly and shit. fuck that. we ride together, we die together. and hey, i think the economic reforms the recent administration are working on were directly derived from the US design: it’s set-up to help you improve your way of life whether you’re a billionaire, or just a millionaire.

enough of this chitchat. let’s look up.

"..There’s a progress we have found
A way to talk around the problem
Building towered foresight
Isn’t anything at all..

Buy the sky and sell the sky
And lift your arms up to the sky
And ask the sky and ask the sky

Don’t Fall on me
(What is it up in the air for)
Fall on me
(If it’s there for long)
Fall on me
(It’s over it’s over me)

Don’t fall on me.."

- "Fall on Me", R.E.M.

          hey, am just realizing how serious this has become. can’t believe that the administration slept on these poor people. was george "duhbbya" getting high again when this happened? what’s happening out there is shocking and heartbreaking. i’m really surprised this has been going on for four days. i can’t claim that i know what i’m talking about, i’m just really not sure about the lack of urgency and the weak response to this situation. it’s a bad heap that just got worse because it wasn’t handled with the right feel for the gravity of the situation.

          and the sheer senselessness and stupidity of this really got me down. makes you want to cry in frustration, because the people out there really don’t need this now. what’s going on in the heads of the people who started this? in times like these i just wish the justice league or them avengers are real. that’s right. i’ve been reading a lot of these superhero comic books lately and i’m really connecting with how the writers are so much aware of the stupidity of mankind in general, that we may just need to pin our hopes on super beings that are pure in their intention to help us normal folks.

          i know that it’s really easy to say "i hope they turn out fine" or "we’re really sorry" and shit when you’re back home comfortable in your bed and eating snacks from your fridge full of food. and bush is out there saying that he’s "confident the victims will get through this and recover and be stronger for it..", sumthin’ like that. well fuck you, george. the anniversary of 9-11 is next week, and we remember how you fucked that one up, too. i saw michael moore’s documentary, you dumbass old fart.

          just one of the things that depresses me is of being guilty that a lot of us have it so good while other people barely scrape by and all we can do is give a little help so that we can feel a little better about the less fortunate. and if we really do intend to help where do we start? sometimes things are just so fucked up that all this shit can really overwhelm you.

          then you start to think about all the greedy assholes that take from other people, who feed off human misery, who make money by using other human beings. makes me hope to make a whole load of money and be like bruce wayne or tony stark, use that money to make a difference and instill fear in the hearts of evildoers. cool ‘yun.

          probably why these two are my favorite super heroes / alter-egos. for me, money may be the only feasible way to make a real-life superhero. did you see batman begins? and the concept of being a billionaire industrialist like tony stark, being able to build for himself the iron man armor suit really appeals to me. i’m not really sure if being bitten by a radioactive spider or being bathed in gamma rays can make you a real live superhero. but billions of money, resources, power and scientific research with sufficient funding may just do it.

          oh-kay, the booze is wearing off now, so..

          with the impeachment drive being squashed by the menace in the palace, idol eddie is looking for the people’s outrage. hey, it’s the weekend, right? maybe they’re just chillin’ right now, and the circus will re-open on monday. seriously, the lack of response or reaction from the filipino people in general may be because of a lack of alternative, and we’re learning to take our time to digest all of these. just like what this guy says. finally, i found this article that bears a close resemblance to what my take on this whole thing is, and i share the hope that we as a people may just be learning to refuse to be used again to serve the purpose of those who want a power shift. again. sure, glo is by all indications guilty as hell, but right now, we really don’t need this pile of crap being served to us. we can’t rush into this again. we need to stay away from the "bad-boyfriend cycle", which in our case, we have to find a leadership that suits us and promises deliverance. hey, this can be a good thing. we KNOW the president is guilty, so we can use this against her, and she can’t really fuck around with us right now because everyone is in close watch. well, she may have screwed us real good with this E-VAT implementation, but hey..what? i have nothing. we’re really fucked now.

          ok, we spring the lighter side of things..

          ty is out. our boy mig is the only rocker who hasn’t fallen in the bottom three yet. now it may be down to him and marty, with suzie as the dark horse. j.d. is just there to make good tv, with him being the only disagreeable guy in the group and all. and this guy really believes he is that good that it’s just funny as hell. in his parting shot, ty called out the black community for not supporting him enough in the voting. he’s right, dead on. his people just weren’t that inclined to go out and support him, just maybe not with this type of musical competition. but personally, i think he just won’t fit in with inxs, and that’s one of the good things about the show ( one is brooke burke..). if you don’t win, it’s not that bad of a knock against you. you can be the best performer or singer of the whole lot, but the band still has the veto power if you can’t fit in with them.

          a nice twist would be for the runner-up to get to be the frontman for the houseband. those guys are good.

          i looked up what exactly happened to their original singer, michael hutchence, and was surprised with some things that came up in this transcript. he had a spat with bob geldof on the phone before he died, and initial suspicions that he was performing auto-eroticism was the cause of his death. see, i just read about this, that apparently some people temporarily suffocate or strangle themselves while ah, uhrm.. pleasuring themselves.. i thought that shit was fucked up, then i read about it in the transcript and was like, "hey! just read about that!". he hung himself with a belt and he was naked when they found him, so they thought it a possibility. but it was ruled out, though, and they declared that he really did take his own life.

          and in the nba, the rich just got richer. i don’t understand mikey’s decision. if i’m running out of time in my career as an nba player and i desperately want a championship, i won’t ride with a proven champion. i’d go with a hungry contender, where i can make a difference. if a team was a champion before i got there, where’s my contribution should they win another one? sure, i’ll get my ring, but they were champions before i got there, i just helped them defend it. i want to be on a team where that first taste of a championship would be so much sweeter, and it won’t appear like you were just there for the ride, you helped them get to where they want to be. you will be the proverbial "missing piece". so the key word there is desperation. like what karl malone felt when he tried to ride with shaq and the lakers.

         i blabbered on long enough, i’m deciding that’s all for now. everybody try to enjoy the weekend. we all deserve it, in a way. hit it, jagger..

         I see a red door and I want it painted black
         No colors anymore I want them to turn black
         I see the girls walk by dressed in their summer clothes
         I have to turn my head until my darkness goes..

         I look inside myself and see my heart is black
         I see my red door and it has been painted black
         Maybe then I’ll fade away and not have to face the facts
         It’s not easy facin’ up when your whole world is black..

                       - "Paint It Black", The Rolling Stones