The biggest graffiti jam in Asia is happening at the walls of Malugay in SAV Makati. And fuck yeah lotsa beer too! 8 of the top Philippines crew will battle for 1 spot for the Shanghai Finals.
Friday, July 23, 2010
Tuesday, April 20, 2010
I'm looking forward to this year's International Dance Day 2010 Celebration. A project helm by Miss Myra Beltran of the Contemporary Dance Network Philippines (CDNP) with the Light Rail Transit Authority. The dance unfolds on April 29, 2010 at the 1PM & 5PM commuter lines- LRT Line2 Purple Line. If you can go, take the metro at these hours.
I'm really excited about this! 26 Dancers + Moving Train! Hell yeah!
Video director: Ruelo Zendo
Artist/Choreographer: Jethro Pioquinto
Editor: Coreen Chan, Ruelo Zendo
Producer: Myra Beltran
Thursday, April 8, 2010
An 8-hour bus trip staring at the annoying faces of trapos (traditional politicians) and wannabees.
So would I vote for them? Fuck yeah! They made me wanna pee at every bus stop which was good for my bladder anyway. Salamat LoRRRd!
Wednesday, March 3, 2010
Exhibit runs March 1-14, 2010
Location: Philamlife Center for the Arts
Street: United Nations Avenue corner Maria Orosa st
Womynist Bones and Sexuality
Buried under the dark crevices of our time’s hegemonies are yet tender fossils – muted, maimed, and mutilated – muffled in their screaming silence, cocooned within the gravels of subjugated worldings. But not for long…
Ten womyn womynists piece together a fearless, undulated bellowing; an eloquent kind of unearthing, to unravel bones of feminine beauty and pain, to reconstitute their place in time and space, both real and virtual. To unearth is to reveal quieted identities in a more eloquent dimension to which their osseous seeds could be nourished into fertile germs - progenitors, potent and sexual so that the once faint diffusion of voices could reverberate into a piercing chorus, lyric and erotic, vivid and provocative.
Ivy Universe Baldoza
Joanna De Leon-Hoffman
Maan De Loyola
Rimaq Joaquin Palma
Things I did or put off today so I can blog some more:
1. I told the landlady to STFU (not within earshot though)
2. Over @chatroulette "vous avez un grand ventre" - you have a large belly. It turns out he's only 7 years old.
4. I felt sorrow in an instant over odd bits of memories.
5. Finally found a hamster ball my pets Pickle and Star can roll around in.
6. Relieved that production work is over. Can now watch Fantastic Mr. Fox for the nth time. So don't point and cuss!
7. Inspected the carrots in the chiller for molds.
8. Sealed my ciabatta tight in foil like a Japanese submarine.
9. Configured emails. Drank more coffee.
10. Thinks moobs are in season. Why do pinoy men like walking around shirtless?
Monday, February 22, 2010
Hey, this calls for a road trip!
These are the places I've visited in the Philippines.
My Lakbayan grade is C!
How much of the Philippines have you visited? Find out at Lakbayan!Created by Eugene Villar.
Which has gotten me thinking - I should go up north! No more pushing the Ilocos trip aside. I dream of Batanes too.
Definitely, I must conquer Palawan. Since I've gone and stayed 2 weeks in Sultan Kudarat, then I should visit more of Zamboanga or Lanao or maybe Jolo. But of all the road trips I've been in, the place I felt close to an awakening was this dirt road on a marvelous Sorsogon to Samar route. It was breathtaking. The experience felt very spiritual.
still this is a pretty cool widget!
Saturday, February 20, 2010
This is a charging station at a 711 convenience store in Herrera Street, Makati City. Just prepare 5 peso coins!
The charge rates are:
P5 for 10 Minutes Charge time
P10 for 20 minutes
P15 for 30 minutes
You can gorge on ice cream or some 711 goodies while you wait. By goodies, I mean that egg basket near the counter, TrekorTreat.org offers a review of that special 711 Balut.
Monday, February 15, 2010
Soo gone are the days of YC Bikini Briefs, Brute, Warren and Carter...
These briefs are not even man-thongs. These are ultimate statement briefs for the well-hung pinoy (yeah, oxymoronic I know). These white cotton briefs are most likely made in China and imported in shitloads into Divisoria.
If you love open markets and can skillfully elbow into large crowds, then shopping around Divisoria, Baclaran and Monumento would be a cinch for you. Great bargains are definitely in store. That is, if you like wearing what everyone else on the streets are wearing. Like illegit, but lovable Manny Pacquaio shirts, sandos and shorts.
Pambansang kasuotan: This Manny Pacquaio shirt simply means you're hardcore, very pinoy and patriotic. The perfect shirt to wear around Manila.
Don't cha just wish they would come up with a pair of Hands-Off Manny Pacquiao Briefs before his next fight?
Monday, February 1, 2010
New media and social media jobs are opening doors for the everyman in Manila. The web has definitely gone jologs en masse. So what's does this mean?
Positively, maybe more kids off the streets, less MMORPG time and real opportunities for anyone to actually make money out of a web addiction. You don't need to have programming skills to get social online or be the next spam king or the next Youtube clown. Even our skilled local 'Platero' can send email and do the rounds of stickycam nowadays! lulz!
Here's a translation of the tabloid ad:
Are you a YouTube addict? Always on FB? Chillin @ Twitter? Do you have a crazy idea about New Media? You're the one we're looking for! Earn from your talents! Apply Now!
Sunday, January 31, 2010
November 2009 Nursing Board Exam Results
My sister made it! Yay!
After seeing her, lose so much weight and go sleep-deprived for days while reviewing for the board exams. Congrats Cookie! You deserve it!
Wednesday, January 27, 2010
I haven't sat on the front seat of a jeepney in quite a long time. Someone always beats me to it, I guess its every commuter's coveted spot. Still I don't like sitting next to the driver (not because he's sweaty or high in shabs) but most passengers expect you to take their coins and give out the change. Yeah, instant konduktor.
I prefer sitting next to the door, the hazardous spot, the one the snatchers love so they can speed off with your sunglasses or mobile phone. But what I love about the jeepney's front row is the wind on my face and the bedlam that happens to my hair afterwards. But the traffic kinda kills all this anyway and I'm left staring at signs like "You hold the key" and "Kilala mo ba si PotPot?" (Do you know who Potpot is?)
All the jeepneys come to halt by the Don Bosco area, nothing moves forward. It's about this time I start walking home.