Tuesday, June 30, 2009

Extra large

I am now an XL, rendering my clothes unwearable. (I can still wear L but for some reason, I now have an aversion toward slim-fitting shirts. I want my clothes loose-fitting and even baggy.) This is disastrous news, considering I've amassed a huge heap of clothes over the years.

I'm considering just buying the same solid black, white, gray and other dark-color shirts over and over again, like a default uniform. At least, I don't have to think of what I'd wear every morning. There's this guy in the office who has been wearing the same black shirt since my first day at work (so that would be 5 years). I'm only getting his point of view now.

Monday, June 29, 2009

"Of course they do."

LOL! Funniest Transformers movie review ever, done in Q&A format.

A sampling below (spoiler alert):

If they wanted to protect Earth, why did they leave the Matrix on the planet? They're a space-faring race, they could have hid it anywhere in galaxy! Second of all, what the fuck does making a tomb of their own bodies do? Shouldn't they have stayed alive to protect the Matrix? Or finish off the Fallen? Or just not die and leave Earth and the entire Transformer race in jeopardy?

And why hide the Matrix at all? Don't they need Energon to survive? Didn't they say they go to other lifeless planets? These idiot Primes just doomed their whole species for no fucking reason whatsoever! No wonder the Decepticons are so pissed.

...ahem. Eventually, Sam and crew find the Matrix, which instantly crumbles into dust. Sam puts the dust in a sock because he thinks it will bring Optimus back to life.

What follows is the most spectacular part of the movie, as Sam and Mikaela try to run the several miles back to the military camp during a massive Decepticon attack where the military has dropped Optimus Prime's corpse.

Why is that awesome? They could drive back in one of the Autobots and be there in a minute or two.
They don't do that.

They walk.

Of course they do. And I assume the Autobots just mysteriously disappear again until a second before a Decepticon is about to kill Sam.
Yes. Exactly.

I am already incredibly sick of this movie, and I'm just typing questions about it. Sam resurrects Optimus, Optimus kills the Fallen, end of story, right?

Pretty close. Sam dies, though.


Yeah, for a little while. But then the Transformers in heaven send him back because he still has work to do.

Fuck you.
I'm serious.

Fuck you. There's no way.
It's true. The 6-7 Primes are there in the clouds like Mufasa's head in The Lion King, and tell Sam he's awesome and he needs to live again so he can bring Optimus back to life.

I may be ill.

Full Q&A here. Via Drei.

A day in the life of a hypocrite

Sanford (Governor of South Carolina; recently discovered to having engaged in an extra-marital affair --j) voted to impeach Bill Clinton during the Monica Lewinsky saga. According to The Post and Courier of Charleston, Sanford called Clinton’s behavior “reprehensible” and said, “I think it would be much better for the country and for him personally” to resign. “I come from the business side. ... If you had a chairman or president in the business world facing these allegations, he’d be gone.” Remember that Mr. Sanford?

And this kind of hypocrisy isn’t confined to the politicians. It permeates the electorate. While conservatives fight to “defend” marriage from gays, they can’t keep theirs together. According to the Census Bureau’s Statistical Abstract, states that went Republican in November accounted for eight of the 10 states with the highest divorce rates in 2006.

-- The Prurient Trap by Charles M. Blow, The New York Times

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I personally still have misgivings about gay marriage; I see "marriage" as a religious rite, and therefore, the religion administering the rite has the right to place restrictions on who can/cannot get married. However, I think the law -- which in the Philippines is separate from the Church, as in other democratic countries -- should be all-encompassing, and therefore, acknowledge gay unions.


Sure, we've all heard of and seen 6-pack abs, even 8-pack ones. But my gulay, how many are these, 12????

At the John Galliano Men's show

via Ohlala Mag

Friday, June 26, 2009


When I started reading movie reviews of Transformers 2, I knew the movie was going to bad. I figured it's an entertainment movie -- perhaps, the critics found the storyline too shallow -- and I prepared myself for it.

But cheesewiz, I never expected it was going to be that bad.

It was bad. Bad, bad, bad.

Jessica Zafra and her friends were right: it was corny. It was so corny I kept rolling my eyes and questioned myself as to why a 28 year-old like myself would subject himself such a mind-numbing script. (By the way, I know how not to take things seriously; I'm a guy who loved Drag Me to Hell.)

The problem with Transformers is its overly complex storyline; it was so complicated some scenes became downright ridiculous. I mean, come on, a bunch of robots actually do a ghostly apparition?!

The producers should have just stuck with a simple plot and let the battles/fight scenes do the rest of the talking -- anticipating those were the only things that kept me from walking out (aside from the relatively astronomical movie ticket price).

Of course, my review, or any review for that matter, won't stop you from watching it. I just thought I'd add to the warning :-P

Thursday, June 25, 2009

Just Always Pray at Night

Eep -- I'm so excited! Pageant Director Ines Ligron gives a sneak peak of what Miss Japan will be wearing at the Miss Universe pageant in August. (As you've probably guessed by now, I'm a huge Miss Japan fan.)

Note that these are Versace. Off the runway.

The rest are in Ines's blog.

The first one is what she'll use in the preliminary interview. According to her, it is important that the interview outfit creates an impact. Interviewing about 90 girls is a boring and tiring task for the judges; the candidate has to immediately impress them even before she speaks.

And here's the peg for her national costume. Kita panty -- I love it, lol!

Details on this are also in her blog.

Japan for the win!!!

Tuesday, June 23, 2009

Vitamin C

I've been generally impassive about the A(H1N1) virus. Despite the growing number of cases in the Philippines, I'm somehow reassured by the Department of Health.

(By the way, have you ever noticed how the DOH keeps on downplaying the virus? When it first entered the country, it said don't worry, it's just mild. When the number of cases kept of increasing, it said don't worry, there's no community-level outbreak. When there was a fatality, it said don't worry, the victim died of complications and because of preexisting conditions. Now that there's a community-level outbreak in Metro Manila, it said don't worry, qualifying the phrase as a "low-level" community outbreak. A conspiracy theorist would probably dislike the DOH now, but I'd like to be sane and just believe them, period.)

In any case, I started drinking natural orange juice, and as I blogged before, shifted to Veggie Juice. (I've had issues with Ascorbic Acid and Vitamin E tablets after having read this.) When those ran out, I came across this in the grocery aisle:

Citrus Farms Calamansi Concentrate
photo: www.pinoygrocery.com

I checked the sticker on it and found that the the 750ml bottle was only P22.90. The Veggie Juice costs around P60 per liter. I thought I'd buy five but decided on three when I considered the total number of grocery bags I'd lug home.

The line to the cashier was loooong. It took me ages to reach the counter. When I did, the cashier scanned the calamansi juice and I was a bit shocked when the balance of my purchases was jumping by the hundreds.

I ended up with about four times more than how much I thought I'd rack up. I checked my receipt and saw that that the calamansi juice concentrate actually costs about P160 per bottle. The "22 9" I saw was actually the expiration date, grr.

So yeah, I bought P500 worth of calamansi. I also thought, how on earth did they squeeze the juice out? By hand? Gaah.

When I reached home, my family realized that it was actually juice concentrate so you have to mix every one part with 10 parts water. It also had honey, so it was thick and syrupy. It was actually nice and quite economical, so the price is worth it. Apparently, this product is for export, and based on google search, Filipinos overseas find them hard to find.

Monday, June 22, 2009

Shining, shimmering, splendid shoes

Kixology posted photos of the collaboration between Gola and Christian Lacroix available at HideOut, Greenbelt. I immediately liked the following:

photos: www.nitrolicious.com

Went to the store yesterday, but alas, I didn't like the gradient coloring of the first one, the one that I truly like, which is actually black at the back. I thought it was only white/silver/beige as it looked in the photo. I'm still considering the brown one, but I'm afraid the Sto. Nino would call and would want his shoes back, lol. But seriously I like it!

In any case, I did stumble on a shiny pair of sneakers at Zara. (Yes, I tripped and my wallet fell out of my pocket onto the cash register and lo, it rang up my purchase!)

It's not suede; the material feels like satin. I hesitated buying this because I felt it would be hard to maintain especially if it gets wet. So what did I do to make sure I won't have problems cleaning it? I asked Mon to wet it with his saliva just to see how it would react to fluid, lol.

Mon: Ano, lawayan ko na ba?

Me: Yes, discreetly.

An SA was just oh, two feet away and I'm sure she heard us. Hahaha.

Anyway, I did buy stumble on it so you won't have to worry about some guy's saliva on your shoe :-P The best thing was the price: it was slashed by about 50 percent.

Friday, June 19, 2009

One point for or against Chiz?

OK, so I'm breaking my promise re: posting entries on Chiz, but Newsbreak had this interesting tidbit on the guy.

(By the way, I recently discovered and now majorly love its section, Inside Track. It's like Gossip Girl for politics.)

In an entry titled, Is the NPC really with Chiz? the column hints that the political party may not be 100 percent behind one of the polls' consistent front-runners:

"... the NPC is having second thoughts about him. We hear that Ramon Ang, Danding Cojuangco's alter ego in San Miguel Corporation, has been telling friends that they're quite unhappy with Chiz because he announced to reporters that he was going to call for an investigation of the sale of GSIS shares in Meralco to San Miguel. Apparently, Chiz was advised to distance himself from Cojuangco and show that he's his own man. (Cojuangco is known to be a major contributor to Chiz's senatorial campaign in 2007; the other key donor is Lucio Tan.)"

"Ah," I thought. "This is impressive of Chiz! Going against one's donor speaks highly of one's integrity and principle."

But then the entry continues:

"But he may not have pushed through with his plan. We've not heard of any such Senate investigation."


So it is a point for or against the guy?

Thursday, June 18, 2009

The K factor

Wow, ang ganda ng makeup ni Korina Sanchez dito. (I'd credit the photographer but there's no photo credit in the Inquirer story from which this was taken.)

I also like the strand of pearls but no pearl earrings look. Classy and understated. Very First Lady, lol.

I seriously hope Mar Roxas's PR/marketing team gets to execute how his personal life is unfolding properly. True, he may be doing this for romance, for himself and Korina, but we have to admit it -- it will color his political ambitions AND direction no matter what. After all, no bachelor has ever won president, or even seriously contented for the post.

I like Roxas. His only fault so far is his theatrics: I slap my forehead thinking about his pedicab, Wowowee and bawang gimmickery. Icky but forgiveable.

As is his hair in the photo.

Weighing 'lang'

"It is writers who routinely get to be charged with saying and not doing, of talking and not acting. It is writers who routinely get to be told: That’s all very fine, but when will you act?

It is the most astonishing thing because writing is acting. That is why we call it “the act of writing,” because it is an act. And like physically ministering to the sick, it is a vital act. It is spiritually ministering to the sick, an act that is fraught with meaning, an act that is laden with consequence. When you write, you either cure or you do not. When you write, the world either lives or dies."

-- Conrado de Quiros in his Inquirer editorial titled, ‘Writer ka lang pala’

It has several good points, although it can get sanctimonious, particularly when I think about showbiz columnists.

via tyroncaliente

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Reminds me of the time when a call center agent hawking a credit card called our house and started asking me questions (I had no credit card then and I wasn't a corporate player yet.)

Agent: "Ano pong trabaho nila."

Me: "Journalist."

Agent: "Aaah, writer lang..."

Me: "Eh ikaw, call center agent lang."

Then I slammed the phone down.

No offense to call center agents in general, I think they do a tremendous job propping the economy; but geez, what was wrong with that woman?!

Tuesday, June 16, 2009

Things I could've twitted

... but some go beyond 140 characters.

1/ Thank God I survived the BPI Madness sale (read: wasn't led into temptation) or else I would've made an unnecessary purchase. Leaned toward the HP Mini 110. (Though I'm not sure if it's available here already.)

2./ Was addicted to orange juice until I discovered Tipco's 100% veggie juice comprised of carrot, orange, tomato, celery, passion fruit and pineapple. I thought it'd taste icky (and I was prepared for it), but it actually tastes better than some OJ brands.

Note the Sto Nino in front of the computer screen. My mother placed it there, lol.

3./ Finally profoundly understood the significance of Barack Obama's election. I'm currently reading his first autobiography, Dreams from My Father, and almost got teary-eyed on his account of when he first realized the issue that is his color: a newspaper article on a black man who tried to peel off his skin in hopes of becoming white.

4./ Somehow connected the prejudices against race and skin color to prejudices against gays. Narrowminded people will never see this connection.

5./ I'm reminded of our high school principal/priest who delivered that flat and worn-out joke that "God created Adam and Eve, not Adam and Steve" as if to say Steve is not a child of God. Of course, Pat Robertson would agree. I snicker at men who speak for my God.

6./ Saw this ad for a Facebook group: Jesus, Not Yoga. Its description is presented in a biblical passage:

JESUS SAID "No man can serve two masters: for either he will hate the one, and love the other; or else he will hold to the one, and despise the other. Ye cannot serve God and mammon." (Matthew 6:24).

Apparently, saying "Om" at the beginning of a yoga session is tantamount to summoning "330 million Hindu gods."

Hold on, I'm smelling something. Ah, the smell of desperation. And crap.

7./ When there's a staircase 10 feet away, do you still use the elevator to go one floor up or down? Is it anal of me to get so riled by people who do it?

8./ On less toxic topics, I heard shirtless Piolo Pascual's billboard ads are back up. Finally, someone's priorities have been straightened out.

Why buy 10

Michelle Obama can do no wrong in my book (well, um maybe except this one) and the quote from an old Vogue article by Rebecca Johnson titled The Natural makes me love her even more:

By contrast, Michelle Robinson was every parent's dream. In elementary school, she was so advanced for her age, she skipped the second grade. In high school, she was the class salutorian, taking science classes at a local college. "I wanted to be a pediatrician," she says, "until I realized science wasn't much fun." Even her mother was impressed by Michelle's precocious pragmatism. In a rare appearance at a New Hampshire Women for Obama event, Marian Robinson described a daughter who was hardworking and had a "natural eye" for clothes but who was also practical. One day Michelle came home with a new Coach bag she'd bought with the money she'd earned from baby-sitting. How much did you pay for it? her mother asked. When Michelle told her, Robinson gasped. I would never pay that for a bag, she said. Yes, Michelle answered, but you'll have to buy ten bags—I'll only have to buy one.

The full article may be accessed from the link above.

Wednesday, June 10, 2009

Vote for me in 2010

On Monday, billboard operators dismantled outdoor advertisements deemed "indecent" by the Department of Public Works and Highways (DPWH). Piolo Pascual's shirtless -- just no shirt, but with pants -- ad was one of the first to go.

In a report by Marlon Ramos for the Inquirer:

(DPWH Assistant Director Armando) Estrella said in a statement that the operators of outdoor signages volunteered to take down the huge ads after “they realized that many people were against indecent and immoral billboards.”

“They were conscience-stricken,” he said, adding, “They fear the backlash in public opinion will affect the products they are endorsing.”

Okay. Please help me understand. A country that finds a shirtless dude in jeans "indecent" and "immoral" but has a population of 96 million, 40 percent of which are below the poverty line; has a Senate that conducts hearings on sex scandals between starlets; and a Congress made up of a-holes.

Vote for me in 2010. I will make Piolo the centerpiece of my cultural renaissance program. Heck, I'll put him in our P20, P50, P100, P500, P1,000 bills. I'll engrave his abs on all our coins.

Piolo's pure gorgeousness courtesy of his newest TV ads for Bench:

Tuesday, June 09, 2009

Prada Amber Pour Homme

This took me a year to find; got a whiff of it in a magazine and I immediately fell in love. It smells like soap and powder. It is very light on the first 30 minutes and then somehow, the scent matures to a woody/musky smell in the succeeding hours.

Or that could just be my armpits.

It is unavailable in Rustan's (SAs squint their eyes when asked about it, as if they've never heard of it before; FYI, it does exist.) and I never quite managed to ask my relatives overseas to buy me one. Scored it by searching in the Internet one day -- someone posted an ad just 24 hours prior and he was selling it for less than a fourth of its original price. Naturally, I bought it right at that minute. Met the seller in Quezon City, which I consider a province. (Anything beyond the cities of Mandaluyong and Makati is a province for me.) Came with another bottle of after-shave cologne from the same line.

Seller says it was from the UK and he didn't like the smell. Seller is crazy.

Not that I'm complaining.

Overall, it's a perfect addition to my other favorite scents: Acca Kappa White Moss, L'Occitane Green Tea and The Body Shop's White Musk. Basically, my taste goes for something distinctive yet classic, fresh and light.

Saturday, June 06, 2009

14th French Film Festival schedule

Schedule for the ongoing French Film Festival at the Shangri-la Mall:

14th French Film Festival Schedule

No Chiz whiz

Lest I be accused of being a paid Francis Escudero detractor (lol -- for the record, I am not), this will be my last post on the dude unless he actually announces his candidacy for 2010.

In any case, this will be short as the document below would speak for itself. These are the Senate bills that Escudero has filed starting July 2007:

Senate bills filed by Francis Escudero

You can check those that were passed into law, including those he initiated as a Congressman, in his official website (from which the PDF file above was taken).


Even his Wikipedia entry is hard up on achievements to discuss.

Friday, June 05, 2009

2nd ANC forum

Thoughts on the 2nd ANC Leadership forum with guests Loren Legarda, Jejomar Binay, Joseph Estrada and Bayani Fernando. (Unfortunately, I didn't see the first one.)

Estrada -- comic relief and that's that. And anyway, even if he runs and wins the presidency, it will be deemed unconstitutional. In any case, he sounds smarter than when he won in 1998. (It was also smart for Binay to say that he won't hesitate being Estrada's Vice President. For if Erap wins, then Binay, if elected Vice, would then assume the presidency. Ergo, Comelec should decide if Erap can run once he files his candidacy.)

Legarda -- she knows her stuff, although she has the tendency to make general statements and run on vaguely (e.g., her answer on her "cultural renaissance" program). While I don't like Loren (I voted for Noli over her), I won't exactly have a problem with her winning. I'd pick her over Escudero.

I'd like to bring up how questions toward female politicians and women in power tend to be sexist. For example, Legarda was asked how does she balance her work and personal life and if she finds enough time to spend with her children. The fathers in the group, particularly one with children out of marriage, were never asked these.

Binay -- was surprisingly charming and knows his stuff too... until asked about how he amassed his wealth (estimated P48 million net worth) amidst corruption cases filed against him. His answer (which he had a hard time coming up with by making a long intro on his childhood history): from his piggery business and miserly ways. Also appeared to be very defensive and guilty, shifting uncomfortably in his seat, compared to...

Fernando -- ... who is accused of corruption as well, but appeared miffed and angry at the idea. Also, denies any case having been actually filed against him. However, he does not support the Reproductive Health bill, citing his religion.

The forum is running on ANC now but it will be replayed on ABS-CBN this Sunday.

Wednesday, June 03, 2009

The existential crisis of a Pringle

Is a Pringle a potato chip? Yes, according to the UK's Supreme Court of Judicature. Procter & Gamble U.K. will be obliged to pay US$160 million in taxes after its lawyers fought hard to declassify the Pringle as a potato chip -- or crisp in British parlance -- and instead, volunteered to call it "savory snack."

In a New York Times editorial, Adam Cohen quotes the court's Lord Justice on the decision. This is so funny:

The Supreme Court of Judicature had little patience with Procter & Gamble’s lawyerly attempts to break out of the potato chip category. The company argued that to be “made of potato” Pringles would have to be all potato, or nearly so. If so, Lord Justice Jacob noted, “a marmalade made using both oranges and grapefruit would be made of neither — a nonsense conclusion.”

He was even more dismissive of Procter & Gamble’s argument that to be taxable a product must contain enough potato to have the quality of “potatoness.” This “Aristotelian question” of whether a product has the “essence of potato,” he insisted, simply cannot be answered.

Don't you just love them Brits? Full report here.

Madeline would love this

I will try to write this without Google and the dictionary's help.

Il est French Film Festival de la Shangri-la Mall a partir de Juin 5 a 14. C'est tres bien. Je suis excited. We love our bread, we love our butter, but most of all we love each other.

LOL, f*ck it.

Roster of films can be seen here.

I'm intrigued by A Tout de Suite, Un Secret, Jean de La Fontaine, Van Gogh, Ridicule and Zim and Co.

Set in the 1970s, A Tout de Suite is the story of a 19-year-old girl who discovers that her lover, seemingly a Prince Charming, is actually a thief who has just committed murder. “Tout de suite,” instantly, her safe and comfortable world is turned upside down and she is swept into an adventure that takes her from Spain to Morocco and Greece.

A story of passions and dark family secrets, as told through the eyes of François, an only child who creates a make-believe brother and imagines the past of his parents. On his 15th birthday, a family friend reveals to François a disturbing but illuminating truth.

Paris wakes up on the morning of September 5, 1661 to much noise: Fouquet, the King’s Counsel, is arrested upon order of Colbert, and the young Louis XIV has just become sole ruler of France.

While other artists offer their services to the Divine Monarch, one man affirms his support for the destitute Fouquet: the poet Jean de La Fontaine. Colbert swears to make the rebel surrender, the only artist in the kingdom to put his art above the King. Hence, La Fontaine, even in his misery, stands up to his convictions. Without regret, he resists the persecution and writes the Fables, which become deadly pamphlets against a despotic and decadent regime.

Under the care of Doctor Gachet, Vincent Van Gogh arrives in Auvers-sur-Oise in 1890. This is the most productive period of his life, as he finishes hundreds of paintings and drawings in a span of weeks. And yet it is also his most torturous, as he lives out his last days torn between love and despair.

At Versailles, in the year 1780, everything is being given away: commandments, ribbons, awards, pensions, honorific titles and administrative responsibilities. But because there are only a certain number of prizes available, a competition ensues in the court of King Louis XVI. The honest Grégoire Ponceludon de Malavoy, descended from an ancient, noble and bankrupt family, enters into this center of corruption. Will he be able to resist all of its temptations?


Zim, 20 years old, faces a dilemma: either find a real job, or go to prison. He’s not the lazy type, and looks into the classified ads. But the only job he finds requires him to have a car and a driver’s license in 10 days! Neither of which he has. Good thing Zim has tricks, and best of all, friends: Cheb, Arthur et Safia. And to avoid going to jail, they’re ready to do anything … at least, almost!

By the way, I'm not sure if I've blogged about this, but I took French classes in college. On our last day, the class decided to eat at a French restaurant to celebrate.

The restaurant: The French Baker.

Somewhere, I heard a Michelin Guide critic weep in horreur.

Tuesday, June 02, 2009

More Chiz

Excerpt of an article by John Nery, published on May 19, 2009:

Kiko, Chiz, Amina, Candy — and ‘consensus’

Sen. Francis “Chiz” Escudero enjoys a reputation for political eloquence, and as I have written before on other occasions, his “mellifluous monotone” can prove highly effective. But as his answers at the recent ABS-CBN-sponsored “leadership forum” at the Ateneo de Manila University showed, he also uses it in Orwellian fashion. That is to say, he sometimes uses his gift of gab to conceal thought, not to reveal it.

One example: To the question about personal heroes (Which historical person living or dead do you most admire?), Escudero said, None. His answer (in mellifluously monotonous Filipino, and readily available on his website) started in this wise: “Ilang ulit nang tinanong sa akin yan, matagal ko nang pinag-isipan ngunit wala akong maisip ni-isa.” My translation: “I’ve been asked that many times and have thought about it a long time, but I can’t think of anyone.” He went on to say: “Dahil para sa akin walang iisang kumakatawan at nagtataglay nang lahat ng katangiang kapupuri-puri [Because for me, there is no one who embodies and symbolizes all that is worthy of praise.]”

This is passing strange. The question was not Who is perfect? but Who do you look up to?

Escudero proceeded to state that perhaps what we ought to do is to choose what is admirable in our historical figures (“mga magagandang ginawa ng mga personalidad sa kasaysayan”) and avoid their mistakes. But that was the point of the question, wasn’t it? Give the Filipino people an idea of who you consider admirable. Escudero then wrapped up his two-minute answer with an appeal to imagination: Imagine a person with all these qualities, he said. “Iyon siguro, hindi man totoong tao, ang dapat natin tingalain [Maybe that is the one, though not a real person, we should all look up to.]

Pure drive. I think in avoiding the true question, Escudero is betraying the anxiety of influence. As I’ve written before (the first time, I think, was in 2005), Escudero strikes me as the acceptable face of the Marcos restoration. Here’s a thought in search of a consensus. Perhaps Escudero declined to answer the real question because the people may not be ready to hear him profess any admiration for the late dictator.

And posted today, by the same writer:

Giving Chiz his due

A recent column deconstructing Sen. Francis “Chiz” Escudero’s deliberately vapid answers in last month’s ANC Leadership Forum prompted many questions, and not a few pointed comments. His speaking skills, after all, seem in large part to explain his popularity, especially among the youth.

I would like to expand on the young senator’s gift of gab, by recalling something I had written three and a half years ago.

I had covered the first impeachment vote in 2005 (the longest session Congress ever had to endure in its sometimes rambunctious history), and “reported” the proceedings in 10 parts for my Newsstand blog. On Sept. 10, 2005, I wrote:

On other occasions I have written slightingly of Chiz Escudero’s speaking skills, because he seemed at times to use his eloquence to tell creative untruths, to mask the weakness of his position. The wild goose chase that led him to Los Angeles to speak with former Isabela Gov. Faustino Dy Jr., for example, ended with words that seemed like a promise of victory. Dy will speak at the impeachment trial, Escudero had said. But if you parse that statement, it quickly becomes clear that the House minority leader had actually misled the public into thinking Dy had already chosen one side over another. All Dy must have meant was, if the case reaches the Senate, where the President is almost certain of conviction, then I’m on your side. If it doesn’t, I’m not.

Full column here.

Monday, June 01, 2009

The wonders of tea

I am loving my office desk right now. Here's how a small inexpensive item or two can create a seemingly (haha) zen-like atmosphere:

I bought a porcelain set of teacup and demitasse with saucers from Gourdo's. So anytime a colleague comes in and harasses me for anything, I can ask her to sit on the couch, relax, have tea and we can talk about oh, I don't know, the weather, kids, childhood dreams, unicorns and rainbows. We can be best friends and braid each other's hair.


It's interesting how people can get really serious about their teacups and pots. Yesterday, we went looking around in Rustan's and found sets that start for as "low" as P5,000. I didn't even bother looking at the price of the ultra dainty Royal Albert teacups. I thought if you have them in the house, you better make sure a butler is serving you.

Unrelated, but I also like the way the sun shines through the Gourdo's bag.

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