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I have seen the seventh sign of the apocalypse and it's located at the corner of Quirino Avenue and South Super Highway Extension. Ok. Maybe I'm exaggerating but the semiotic buffet of billboards you see above are definitely an omen augering the demise of something. On the bottom right hand side, we find Miss Kris Aquino - daughter of the late Marcos rival/senator/national martyr Benigno Aquino and GMA uber-critic/moralist/hypocrite/crappy president Corazon Aquino - hawking Bench underwear by wrapping herself in the oiled embrace of a Greek model. Meanwhile, one Pancake House advertisement to the left, we find the sexually ambiguous porcelain skinned Borgie Manotoc - love child of senator Imee Marcos and grandson of the late dictator/kleptocrat/killer Ferdinand Marcos and culture vulture/singer/shoe afficionado/former first lady Imelda Marcos - pushing his pants down to sell BLUE SODA jeans. Now, what does it say about a society when their political dynasties resort to doing overtly sexual ads for commercial products in order to maintain themselves in the public eye? Something pretty scary I'm sure. Really. What's next? Luli Arroyo pushing pantyliners?
A few weeks ago,as I was browsing through the thrift shops of Bangkal, I was rather surprised to bump into the structure you see in the photo above. It was a four foot, two-tiered, blue and white house with a green roof, jalousied windows, and a small staircase leading to a back door. It was located on the patio area of a shophouse jumbled up among old vanity tables and faded wicker furniture. Barely noticable if not for the fact that it was built in concrete and for the oddity of it's size and scale; far too big to be made for dolls but yet too small to be to be a child's playhouse. When I asked the neighbors about the structure, they pointed out to me that the house was actually not for sale. It seems that the owner of the house (who has since moved away) had a major case of the dwendes: tiny Filipino earth spirits that can either bring blessings or wreak absolute havoc to one's home with their mischievous ways. Apparently, this one was of the latter variety because the owner built them their own place so that they could stay out his. Unfortunately, not only did I forget to say "tabi-tabi po" (or "excuse me") as I was examining the house but I also let out a rather audible chuckle when I heard the neighbor's answer. And because of my insolence, the dwendes gave me strep throat and 39 degree fever for the next four days. Sheesh!
They came, they saw, they wrote. The first Writing Salon creative writing workshop was held in Manila, last Oct. 7 to 9 at the groovy art-deco inspired Miramar Hotel in Ermita and hosted by yours truly. All was good and grand despite the crap weather. Read more about it from Anton Diaz, a blogger who attended the workshops. Check out his writing samples, testimonies, and photos as well. The Writing Salon is scheduled to return to Manila in late 2006.
Yes, I know. It's been a while since my last post. It's just that last week somebody told me that my blog wasn't a serious one because it was just a listing of advertisements and nothing more; it just wasn't personal enough to really be a "blog". Not that I was offended, but the comment actually stopped me in my tracks and made me take some time off to think about where I was going with this thing. And after a little - not a lot, take note - of reflection, I decided that I really don't care if anyone thinks that these are all shameless plugs. At the end of the day, I don't get paid for any of these recommendations and I only endorse things that I would use myself. Because just like mega-sized celebrity Sharon Cuneta, when I say "I love eating XYZ brand of fried chicken", I really loove-to-eat XYZ brand of fried chicken, if you know what I mean. And unlike the payola free listings magazine "Time Out", most activities and products we read about in Manila's weekend newspapers are in there because some lifestyle editor got a freebie or because the event itself is covered in McCorporate slime. Besides, I really do like maintaining a bit of mystique. After all, I'm trying to change the way people look at Manila - and not the way people look at me. Why should you care about what kind of bran cereal I prefer or what cute little thing my dog did yesterday when I certainly don't care about your fiber choices or pets either.
Haynako. (Translation: Sigh.)
BUDGET QUEENS
THE CEMETERY CLUB!
Historical Tour of La Loma, the North Cemetery and Chinese Cemeteries
Fee: Php750.00 including bus ride and snacks.