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With no cable TV in Tarlac, I reverted back to life's simple pleasures such as reading a good book. In the process, I rediscovered how good Tom Wolfe is and his K-K-Kandy Kolored Tangerine Streamlined prose style (((!!!))) It's writing with crotch-grabbing style and kick-ass substance. Here's a quote from "The Intelligent Coed's Guide to America": "America's foreign policy has been and continues to be based upon war, assassination, bribery, genocide, and the sabotage of democratic governments..." It's written almost 30 years ago but still holds true today.
I got word from an unsolicited text message that Iraq ex-President Saddam Hussein had just been executed. Poor bastard. He became the It-Guy when Bush and company wanted something in a silver platter for 9/11 (Bin Laden was either too far or too close), something that will make Daddy prouder -- and extra richer by Gazillion times. These were the thoughts that weighed me down throughout the day.
I used to find romance in long, bus trips -- the thought of communal dreaming and waking up to one destination laiden with personal meanings and attachments seems poetic. Now, it's just a pragmatic way of getting from Point A to Point B without breaking your P-- (150 pesos vs. 500 pesos 204 pesos x 2 is a definite no-brainer.) However, not long after I took the only seat at the back and my butt started churning with the engine along the expressway, I cursed myself for romanticizing a decade-old middle-class angst. I consoled myself with a view like no other's. Electric Blue.
A view from our terrace last night. The raindrops got cancelled though -- because of holiday traffic jam I'm sure.
A worm's eye view of our room. It's funny how having a three-year-old can change your design sensibility and overall perspective. But it's all going to get sucked up in the blackhole of renovation as we decided to repaint our flat this new year.
New i-pod? I wish. A photo truly lies in the eye of the beholder. It's my kid's dental floss really made extra bubble gum-like behind a light box. I can't blame you: a Manila news nugget says it tops this year's teenagers' and yuppies' wish list.
I have always thought I'd see a lot of stars -- celebrities -- in Metro Manila's newest, most flamboyant mall but I was wrong. On my second ever (would you believe that?) visit during Christmas day, I see a clear section cut of Philippine demographics -- from the likes of Harrison Plaza-goers (around 70%) to the likes of The Podium-goers. SWS surveyors may have a field day here.
