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Archive for November, 2009

This is to thank the people who greeted me happy birthday.  Rest assured that I will remain yummy and delicious in the coming years.  Your greetings has truly added warmth and smile in my overwhelming fountain of gladness.  Thanks to (in no particular order)…

Gie Abainza; Robert Megino; Beth Teodoro; Monchito Roco; Melo Balingit; Karen Teotico; Kuki Catindig; Chef Onil Pitogo; Red Juacalla; Kuya Wreigh Langit; Christian Concepcion; Ate Gaying Clamor; Erika Langit; Migs, Gabs and Neneng Langit; Denden Langit; Frankie De Vera; Baby Angeles; Leo Balasanos; Eugene Billones; Nette Capiral; Sheridan Sia; Joy Reyes-Dela Cruz; Marlon Tobias; Jerry Avena; Marc Vincent “Jessie” Aurelian; Karen Batangan-Elumba; Vernon Bernarte; Ma. Grace Linsangan- Villadolid; Armin David; Jade Dinglasan, Jerome Rivera; Suzette Cuerpo; Thatcher Nagamatsu Langit; Jocelyn Romasanta; Chanky Tiangco; Pao Anas; Michelle Martinez; Bitoy Dionzon; Anna Victoria; Sharon Antoinette Ignacio; Rose David-Cosico; Avic Langit; Charles Chan; Merle Dela Pena; Mlou Domingo; Joesel Javier; Kate Langit; Denton Torio; Carlo Concepcion; Vanessa Tirazona-Munsayac; Marie Dela Victoria; Tet Aguila Rustria; Abe Trinoma staff and officers; Lito Lacerna.

Tenk yu…

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This morning I went inside a convenience store and bought a large bottle of drinking water, a tube of cool mint candy, a single pouch of green tea and a pack of yosi.  After paying the cashier, I refused to have my items be placed inside a small plastic bag which would later be dumped in a trash bin that will consequently add up to the immense plastic garbage of the planet.  This thought may not be a big deal but for me this is a small yet positive contribution in saving Mother Earth.

Congruent to this incomplex environmental thought is the song that I have been singing and humming the whole morning today.  It is the song entitled Big Yellow Taxi sang by Joni Mitchell and popularized by Counting Crows a couple of years ago.  This amazing song is as old as I am and yet this piece of music has environmental message that is definitely applicable in today’s time.  It’s raw, sublime, timeless and exceptionally cool.

Watch and listen…

Or you want to watch and listen to the version of Counting Crows…

I lav mader ert kaninang umaga…

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Pointless

I have nothing to say.

Though I have nothing to say, I was able to conceive a statement that is composed of five words that is composed of five words with a total of seventeen letters and one punctuation mark.  Count it!

The mere fact that I have nothing to say actually enabled me to say something.  It’s amusing but essentially pointless.  This inane and immaterial statement makes perfect sense in my whimsical world because for me, there’s a point in being pointless.

I’m pointless because my brain is shut off and there’s zilch amount of information juices coming out from it.  Thus expecting for an idea out from this writing is simply futile.  Or is it really shut off?  Because if it is then I won’t be able to think and conclude that I am thinking of nothing and that I have nothing to say.  It’s like the crazy idea that saying nothing is actually saying something.

I don’t give a fart if you think that this writing is ridiculous and I’m turning nuts and bonkers.  Then again, you’re reading this, so you’re probably crazier that I am.

Tsk, tsk, tsk.  Lakas tama!

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In Denial

Today is not a working day.  There is so much going on out in my office.

Today is not a working day.  There is a beautiful sun outside.

Today is not a working day.  How I wish I am in a beach today.

Today is not a working day.  Spending the day in the mall can be okay.

Today is not a working day.  I am mad about the intrinsic unfairness of life.

Today is not a working day.  Today I am in denial.

Today is not a working day. Today is not a working day!

Sumpong ng kaaningan ang tawag dito. 

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My Amazing Race Buddies

Early morning of Monday, I got the chance to watch a fresh US episode of the Amazing Race.  I always enjoy watching this show where contestants would zoom from one country to the next but tasks, detours and roadblocks needs to be accomplished in between.

I can travel with anybody, may it be a spitting distance or it would be as far as Jupiter.  But if I were to join in this magnificent race around the globe and would have the opportunity to choose whose soul should I be with to step on the mat at every pit stop, it would be a toss between the following endearing people:

me & karen

me & karen in macau

  • Karen Teotico.  I have journeyed with her and friends in Singapore, Macau, Hongkong, Sydney, Bohol and Boracay.  This month our next stop will be Ho Chi Minh.  She is my usual travel buddy and never did we encounter any disagreement on how should we navigate a city.  For sure, we would have “yosi” break and “shopping-for-pasalubong-moments” after every road block in the race.  We are both poor in directions but Karengkeng can always call Denton (her awesome hubby) to ask for directions. 
me & joesel

me & joesel in sahara

  • Joesel Javier.  His flight attendant profession and being able to travel around the world will be an advantage to partner with him in this type of race.  I personally have been with Joesel and some close friends in a lot of travels (Bohol, Singapore, Sydney, the norther Sahara and all over Morocco).  If me and Karen would have a smoke after every road block, me and Joesel would instead have a cup of Moroccan tea before each leg of the race and enjoy gazing at “walking-works-of-nature” until a thin trickle of drool would run down our mouths.  We may be poor in road routes but we are the type who would surprisingly receive kind assistance from strangers.
me & nengkoy

me & nengkoy in villa escudero

  • Nengkoy.  This would be the best opportunity for me to swell further my bonding with my mother and journey the spectacular parts of the world.  I wont be surprised if my eyes would roll up until only the white portion appears in every hurdle that we would accomplish if I will to tandem with her.  Without doubt, me and Nengkoy would hunt first for a souvenir ref magnet (our personal collection) in each city that we would go to before scampering the task required by the race.  Knowing the antics of Nengkoy since birth, those tasks that we need to pull off would for sure be the funniest moments in the show!

Katulad ko, may sayad kasi ang mga ito.  Panalo!!!

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Nengkoy is the nickname of my mom during her pre-school years. Her parents and relatives call her ‘Ang Neneng Ko’. With her pretty charm and appeal, she was usually called in a melodic way using this lovely phrase. Until it evolved for easier articulation of the phrase, Ang Neneng Ko was shorten to Nengkoy.

Nengkoy

Nengkoy is the nickname of my mom during her pre-school years. Her parents and relatives call her ‘Ang Neneng Ko’. With her pretty charm and appeal, she was usually called in a melodic way using this lovely phrase. Until it evolved for easier articulation of the phrase, Ang Neneng Ko was shorten to Nengkoy.