After seeing Mezzo Forte and Kite I was suddenly imbued with the sudden need to create my own teen assasin. Filipino, of course, and would fit in a crowd, and have a very common name. Dumb as it may sound I call him Bong. So I just took a pencil out of my bag and a sheet of paper and here he is.

This is Cammy White from the Street Fighter game series. Yes, I admit to being a video game addict, although I don't use Cammy as fairly often as I would Ken or Ryu. I just like her. Same reason why I like looking at and drawing Lara Croft: she's a babe.

What did i do today?


I woke up to realize that I rented four movies from the local Video City, and all of them are supposed to be back by tomorrow...and I haven't watched any of them. What did I get? There's 50 First Dates, I Am Sam, Freaky Friday and Down With Love.

But before I could even get the DVD player running I am asked to go to Sta. Lucia to buy a Nero installer. Darnit. So I had to drag my freezing ass all the way to Cainta/Pasig for the damn CD.

On my way into the mall, the security guard -who seriously looked like Chino Moreno -with the bulk, the beard and the THICK eyebrows to go with it- stopped me for frisking. A knapsack was dangling from my shoulder, he felt through it and found my tech pens in a dark case. It must've looked very mysterious to them but to frisk me even more is just way overboard!

I had to stand with my legs wide apart and my palm on the glass door, while he felt through my waist, ass and my crotch (what the f*ck???), in search of probably a pistol or a bomb detonator! People were looking at us and I have never been so pointlessly humiliated before, while the security people tried to figure out how to open my pen case! Wish I did carry a grenade, though!

I can still feel myself shaking furiously! Argh!


Good thing I just made a quick in-out with the CD in my hand and an FX/jeepney to Antipolo on my mind. And good thing the movies I rented were waiting for me!

I didn't really wanted to watch Freaky Friday. I only rented it because my neice, Paula, adores Lindsay Lohan. Unfortunately the film was not adorable.

I can't believe I didn't see I AM SAM when it was shown in the cinema before! It's a film that attempts to grab your chest without being obvious. Sean Penn is sucha brilliant actor that he decidedly looked the part, though I really can't erase his brutality in Mystic River from my head.

Down With Love is visually hygenic. You won't see any dark, rotting images. Everything seems to be color coordinated. The clothes, the furnitaure and yes, even Renee Zellweger's dresses (or whatever they're called). The film has the so much the feel of a musical that I felt they're about to bust into a sing-and-dance sequence.

I went to Video City hoping to find some good movies. Tough luck! No Y Tu Mama Tambien, Kruh In Mleko or even Lock, Stock and Two Smoking Barrels in sight. I couldn't even find any brainlessly fun movies like Tomcats, Blade II or Mall Rats. Even newer movies like Magnolia and American Beauty were missing.

Frankly the people selling pirated VCDs on the sidewalk outside the shop had more variety and lots more choices.

Here is a picture of The Flame staff during our Fontana outing.
I'm ripping off Newsiecat's idea for her latest post...even stole the pic.






Mervin Wes Omar Paulie Verns Janice Rachiel Red Teza Kirby May Kiko Jeramie Teresa Van Roselle Beth Fel Djerti Cherry Me Wacko Aaron Augy



I really miss these people (except HeWhoMustNeverBeMentioned). These people were my family when I was still in UST with The Flame. There were those seemingly endless drinking sessions over at Kitten's (it's an inuman area just beside Maria de Leon Transit in Dapitan)
Where the floor had tasted all their intestinal juices (except mine because I never threw up there). Bottles of Colt45, Red Horse and SanMig Lite became witnesses to: 1) the endless laughter, 2) the tears of the bitter, 3) and the rush job on the magazine issues reaching deadline.

What I remember about these people:
Mervin: "Rockstar, pare!"

Wes: "Red Bull..." (when asked what he drunk that made him so tipsy)

Omar: The Bastion of Thomasian **rt, as dubbed by Cherry and Wacko

Paulie: "Excuse me Kirby, but I have to girl..." after which we saw him lying on the floor, unable to move because of the huge amount of alcohol he consumed

Verns: Bouncing Baby Girl

Janice: "Ruffa Guttierezzzzz"

Rachiel: Oh yeah, the TERESA/RACHIEL photo composite

Red: Black polo...with white gumamela print...and the pubes-looking goatee

Teza: "I have to go, I have a cluss (class)."

May: Gilliard and the Burger King sign by the Flame office

Jeramie: Her every word includes a sharp slap on your shoulder, you must really be a masochist to enjoy talking to her

Teresa: The Kare-kare poem she wrote. I spent days, thinking of a passable artwork to accompany it.

Beth: Helping her walk along a street in Malate (outside Jazz Rhythms) while she mumbles to herself, drunk

Djerti: Blow!

Cherry: My formerly devastated sister, who is now a seren creature of responsibilities

Wacko: My Brother who now soars the Cebuano night air with fangs and sharp thoughts

Aaron: The leather jacket. The constantly present Coke bottle. His locker filled with things that go bump and squish in the night.

Lujene: "Hi!" (in an uber High pitch)...aka Olive Oyl, and the "Left Brain/Right Brain test" she conducted in the Flame office

Paolo: "Put*Ina!" (his direct translation to "Kamusta?") which he gladly shouts upon entering the Flame office

To DONNA and to those of you who are wondering who the hell DELIRIUM is (the second to the last quiz I took):

She's from The Sandman mythos, as written by Neil Gaiman. Or better yet, just click on the link below.


The Sandman