FREAKY AND BLUE January 22, 2009

So let’s say you spend the day freezing and with a fever and you have to face various work dramas anyway.  Imagine that you’ve run out of kleenex and meds and you’ve scratched the edge of your drippy nose from using too many rough paper towels.  Remember that you also haven’t slept well in a long time.   When you finally [...]

MY LITTLE OLD LADY HOME January 6, 2009

When I was a young features producer, I’d interview in the homes of artsy, cause-oriented, environmental ladies in their 50s who’d serve me and my crew pitchers of dalandan juice and carrot cake on their terraces.  Their houses would have Julie Lluch sculptures in odd corners, Ugu Bigyan pottery in the sink, handmade paper Wendy Regalado lanterns in the garden, interesting [...]

ONE YEAR LATER … COMPLETELY SOBER December 11, 2008

I still remember how it felt to start this blog … almost exactly one year ago.
I was typing on the keys of my then brand new laptop, in the then freshly opened Trinoma branch of Coffee Bean.  Click, click, click. 

It was cold.  So I ordered a giant white chocolate dream latte.  And halfway through the thick, creamy sweetness of it, decided I was [...]

OVERCOMMUNICATED December 4, 2008

Facebook is making me feel claustrophobic. 
Yes, that’s how antisocial I am.  Even a networking site can make me want to run away and hide! 
It was my fault to begin with, of course.  The result of updating regularly and then uploading my Sydney photos with half naked men on them.  I woke up the next morning to find more than 60 comments on my Facebook [...]

BET YOU’VE NEVER BEEN TO THIS KIND OF CLASS … January 19, 2008

Some not so great things happened yesterday.  The only one I can get into was that I accidentally slammed a taxi door into my left index finger.  It bled a glassful and some of the skin peeled off.  How’d that happen, you ask.  Well, my mind was distracted thinking about the unmentionable not so great things. 
So I went to my Friday night [...]

WIRED December 16, 2007

My brother — Lionel to the world, Zivan to me — would be proud to see me today, entangled in chargers and connectors and gadget wires while trying to pack for my trip.
Zivan composes electronic music that I don’t understand. Before leaving Manila, he taught sound recording in Benilde, designed websites for other people, reviewed all sorts of [...]

CAN’T STOP READING December 14, 2007

Since my personal Cultural Revolution ended, I’ve been hanging out in bookstores.  I’ve been reading more than I’ve been eating lately … which is so, so weird for me!
These are the books on my line-up for the week …

GOLDEN COMPASS: I read the first chapters two weeks ago. Was fascinated by Philip Pullman’s world where every person talks to [...]