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| 02:10pm 08/01/2009 |
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The neat, orderly rooftop garden of the building across the street has become a jungle over the holidays. How a rooftop garden in super polluted Metro Manila transformed into a wild jungle of small palm trees and assorted plant life is a mystery that we may never find-out. Maybe the toxic smog combined with the freak cold weather and light rain mutated the plants and accelerated their growth, enabling them to burst out of their geometric paved and concreted confines to bloom full-force. Kind of like what happened in Swamp Thing vol. 5, Earth to Earth, when The Swamp Thing's lover Abby was detained in Gotham City for being a plant-monster-loving sexual deviant, thus enraging The Swamp Thing so much, that he decided to take his revenge on Gotham by turning it into one, huge, city-shaped garden. Except, you know, with toxic mutation instead of earth elemental revenge.
Of course, the most logical explanation is that the hotel maintenance crew, as part of annual cleaning, has temporarily dumped all the extra plants around the hotel onto the rooftop garden area. But I like the mutation theory better. |
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| A New Fantastic Point-of-View |
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| 08:57am 30/10/2008 |
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mood:  durrty music: Aladdin - A Whole New World
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Thanks, girls, for the dazzling new interpretation. I will never watch Aladdin the same way ever again. There goes 'em childhood memories. A Whole New World
NOTE: blue - aladdin; pink - jasmine; purple - both
I can show you the world Shining, shimmering, splendid Tell me, princess, now when did You last let your heart decide? I can open your eyes Take you wonder by wonder Over, sideways and under On a magic carpet ride A whole new world A new fantastic point of view No one to tell us no Or where to go Or say we're only dreaming A whole new world A dazzling place I never knew But when I'm way up here It's crystal clear That now I'm in a whole new world with you Now I'm in a whole new world with you Unbelievable sights Indescribable feeling Soaring, tumbling, freewheeling Through an endless diamond sky A whole new world Don't you dare close your eyes A hundred thousand things to see Hold your breath - it gets better I'm like a shooting star <- this is more Aladdin's line than Jasmine's;P I've come so far I can't go back to where I used to be A whole new world Every turn a surprise With new horizons to pursue Every moment red-letter I'll chase them anywhere There's time to spare Let me share this whole new world with you A whole new world That's where we'll be A thrilling chase A wondrous place For you and me |
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| Russell Peters performs in Manila!! |
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| 11:20pm 07/10/2008 |
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I have just found-out from Asia that Russell Peters will be performing in Manila on October 31st, 8PM at the NBC tent. For those of you who don't know this extremely funny stand-up comedian, watch this clip. |
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| JoQ's Shortest Movie Reviews: The Dark Knight |
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| 01:07am 20/07/2008 |
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mood:  rawk!
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Too bad Heath Ledger's dead 'cuz I can't imagine any other actor playing The Joker anymore, just like I can't imagine any other Selina Kyle/Catwoman than Michelle Pfeiffer (Halle Berry, you are teh suxxors). Maggie Gyllenhall's mosdef cooler than Katie Holmes, but we already knew that. And Aaron Eckhart is more than just that smart-ass smoking guy with nice, thick blonde hair to me now. Brilliant!
One major flaw though was that if the movie was going to be completely honest about human nature, there should have been at least one more huge explosion. Realistically, two. And you can probably guess which explosion would have come first. Other than that, with more meat and substance than any other comic book movie (which The Dark Knight simply wasn't) and with a perfect ending that was simply smashing, Chris Nolan, I think I like you more than Tim Burton now, Batman-wise (Oh the blasphemy!). Rawk!
Totally unrelated but rawkin' nonetheless, here's something I got from Abo: Heavy Metal Monk |
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| We be Krumpin' |
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| 07:25pm 04/06/2008 |
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mood:  krumpy music: Flii Stylz - Get Krumped
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I just watched Rize on StarMovies, the totally bitchin' documentary by David LaChapelle about Clowning and Krumping.
Clowning and Krumping are "serious forms of spiritual and artistic expression, as alternatives to gang participation, as a means for knitting social fabric". And if you watch the documentary, you'd see just how spiritual, artistic, and totally primal these forms of dance can be, specially since they're artforms borne from raw desperation and intense aggravation.
I've always been partial to documentaries about troubled teens/people lifting themselves up from their miserable lives through art. It is inspiring to see people transform all their frustration and anger into something positive instead of turning to violence. After all, art is the highest, purest, form of human expression. Channelling negative emotion through art brings a person one step closer to enlightenment.
Hell, you'd be enlightened and inspired too if you watched scenes like this:
Ya gotta love slo-mo. |
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| Nothing spells romance like a stalker singing love songs |
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| 08:30am 20/01/2008 |
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I just watched Sweeney Todd: The Demon Barber of Fleet Street Friday night with Koyah and bapee and all I hafta to say is, one, it's a bloody great film (pun intended), full of dark laughs and giggles, and two, the song about Johanna is totally my jam! I got goose-pimples (i.e. totally kilig) when I first heard it, mainly because of the name and the pretty boy who sang it. So, of course I downloaded the movie soundtrack, as well as the 2005 Broadway Revival version. And now I wish someone would sing that song to me. That would be totally, eherm, romantic. Except, my name isn't exactly Johanna and my hair is far from yellow.
Johanna from Sweeney Todd: The Demon Barber of Fleet Street lyrics by Stephen Sondheim
Anthony: I feel you, Johanna. I feel you. I was half-convinced I'd waken. Satisfied enough to dream you, happily I was mistaken, Johanna. I'll steal you, Johanna, I'll steal you. Do they think that walls can hide you? Even now I'm at your window... I am in the dark beside you, buried sweetly in your yellow hair! I feel you, Johanna! And one day, I'll steal you! 'Til I'm with you then, I'm with you there... sweetly buried in your yellow hair!
Anthony's song strikes me as a bit stalkerish (as intended, I'm sure), but Anthony's just so darned pretty, prettier, in fact, than the said Johanna, who kinda looks like a freaky, alien, porcelain doll (another intentional move, I imagine), that the song turns-out sweet and lovely, instead of obsessive and full of teenaged libidinous desire.
So, I think I prefer the version in Act II, mainly because it's Johnny Depp singing with pretty boy Anthony. Two voices are better than one, after all, or so some people say. I just wish that the homeless woman didn't butt-in so much. Total mood-killer. Johanna: Act Two Sequence (lyrics sung by the homeless woman deleted)
Anthony: i feel you johanna i feel you do they think that walls can hide you? even now im at your window i am in the dark beside you buried sweetly in your yellow hair johanna
Sweeney Todd + Anthony (in parenthesis): and are you beautiful and pale with yellow hair like her? id want you beautiful and pale the way i dreamed you were. johanna (johanna) and if you're beautiful whats then with yellow hair like wheat i think we shall not meet again my little dove my sweet
johanna (ill steal you johanna) goodbye johanna you're gone and yet your mine im fine johanna im fine (johanna) ...Homeless Woman...
and if i never hear your voice my turtledove my dear i still have reason to rejoice the way ahead is clear johanna (i feel you) and in that darkness when im blind with what i can't forget its always morning in my mind my little lamb my pet johanna you stay johanna (johanna) the way i dreamed you were oh look johanna a star (buried sweet in your yellow hair) a shooting star ...Homeless Woman...
and though ill think of you i guess until the day i die i think i miss you less and less as every day goes by johanna (johanna) and youd be beautiful and pale and look too much like her if only angels could prevail we'd be the way we were i feel you johanna (johanna) wake up johanna another bright red day we learn johanna to say goodbye (ill steal you) Not While I'm Around is also a pretty sweet song. Totally compliments the stalker song.
Toby to Mrs. Lovett: Nothing's gonna harm you, not while I'm around. Nothing's gonna harm you, no sir, not while I'm around.
Demons are prowling everywhere, nowadays, I'll send 'em howling, I don't care, I got ways.
No one's gonna hurt you, No one's gonna dare. Others can desert you, Not to worry, whistle, I'll be there.
Demons'll charm you with a smile, for a while, But in time... Nothing can harm you Not while I'm around...
Being close and being clever Ain't like being true I don't need to, I would never hide a thing from you, Like some...
No one's gonna hurt you, no one's gonna dare Others can desert you, Not to worry, whistle, I'll be there! Demons'll charm you with a smile, for a while But in time... Nothing can harm you Not while I'm around... |
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| We be bangin' up in here |
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| 08:56pm 22/12/2007 |
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mood:  stiff-necked and amused music: Katawan and Wake Me Up Before You Go Go (stuck in my head)
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Male Bonding
I'm currently deployed to a project at Sta Rosa, Laguna. Before I joined this project, the team consisted of all males. So what happens when an all-male team stay in one house in the province for five months with no females for company?
Hitachi team presentation for the company Christmas party
Booze before self-preservation
On the way to another party, I got into a car accident. A four-car accident. Koyah, bapee, and I (plus a car full of booze), were nearly at the party venue, actually waiting for the stop-light to turn green so we could turn left to enter the village where the party was, when a female driver slammed into the back of Ronan's car, forcing a domino effect on two other cars (also full of females). At first, it didn't register that an accident happened, but when it did, my very first thought wasn't about my own safety or the safety of others, but "Oh shit! I hope the booze is ok!" I guess I know where my priorities lie.
Terrible as the accident may sound, no one was seriously injured, not even the bumper chick. Although one of the passengers of the car in front of us did faint from stress and shock. As for me, other than a stiff neck and back, I'm fine. I feel like I slept in the wrong position the whole night, or like I exercised without stretching, but otherwise, my limbs are all complete and I'm still breathing.
As they say, it's good to start the holidays with a BANG!
Happy Holidays! |
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| HWAT? NO COMPUTERS? |
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| 10:14am 17/11/2007 |
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My dad just told Machu that during his time, there were no computers at all. Machu went wide-eyed with disbelief and started giggling. "What? You do not have any computer? That's funny! Heeheehee." "Yeah, we had typewriters." "Typewriters!" Giggle giggle. "What's that?"
Tsk tsk. Kids nowadays. |
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| Mmmm. Baked goods. |
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| 09:36pm 20/09/2007 |
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mood:  heeheehee music: Malvina Reynolds - Little Boxes
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Ahahahahaha. Thanks, Mik.
Um, where was I again? Oh yeah! Pastry.
Now THIS is how you bake:
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| Freaky Cats and Bohemian Rhapsody |
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| 09:33am 24/06/2007 |
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Freaky Cats A family of nearly eyeless cats have taken-up residence near our house. Two or three of the cats are one-eyed, while one cat's completely eyeless. The freaky thing is that you can see through their empty eyesockets. The sockets don't have skin growth covering them. So at first glance, you'd think that they had unusually fleshy, pink eyes. Upon closer inspection, however, you can see through their hollow, empty sockets and into the back of their eyes. I can't think of any other way one could be so naked. I mean having someone see all the way through to the back of your eyes? I wonder if they feel a breeze in there.
Maybe I'll make an illustration or something and post it in my... wait for it... jebyantart! Haha! I finally sold-out and got myself an account. Mainly because I haven't the time to design my own website. Bohemian Rhapsody I bet you've never heard Bohemian Rhapsody sung like this: Third Generation genstallik is now the third Quiblat to be in Malate Literary Folio. Woot. |
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| Thank You Slow-Mo Gods! |
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| 01:01am 19/03/2007 |
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mood:  WHEEE! music: the imagined whisper of 300 rippling flanks
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After a week of being the odd person out, with everybody around me having seen it, I finally watched 300 an hour ago. Thank you, whoever invented slow motion! I will love you forever!
STELIOS AND ASTINOS FIGHT SCENE: ARTISTIC AND BLOODY DROOL-WORTHY FUN
STELIOS

100% MUSCLE, 0% FAT
After watching the movie for the first time, squickyclean and jollibeezus said that they felt like eating lots and lots of meat. As for me, it made me want to exercise. There was practically NO flabby person in Sparta. Women were sexah, men were ripped,down to the lowliest citizens and workers. Even the freakin' humpbacked traitor's humpack was ripped! The only ones with any flab and no muscle whatsoever were the really really old dudes in the council, the ones past 80 because even that old guy friend of the queen (name?) was lean and toned, and the young children.
GUY or GIRL FLICK?
thoughtcauldron just gave me 3 reasons why this movie is such a guy flick: tits, blood, and action. In 1 word, testosterone. Well, that's true, but there are 300 reasons why it's a girl flick. In 3 words, MUSCLES IN SLOW-MO. I guess there's something for everybody then. Whee! |
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| 06:59pm 15/02/2007 |
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mood:  cheerful
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Beware of fake P200 Bills
The other day, a girl who looked like a med-student or nursing-student had to be let-off the bus by the skyway tollbooths for handing the bus conductor a fake P200 bill. The skyway patrol was about to confiscate the driver's license, so afraid of the hassles of bureaucracy, not to mention the possibility of some serious legal action and future unemployment, the driver and the conductor covered their asses by giving-up the girl instead. Apparently, she was the only one who paid fare with a P200 bill, thus was the easy target for pointing fingers. Poor girl.
From now on, I'll only be accepting either P100 bills, or old ones. No more OCness about crisp new bills for me.
Dinner and a Show
I spent Valentine's Night eating dinner-out with my whole entire family, including Machu. We ate at Figaro (it was the only restaurant that wasn't full) in that new place near Brittany Bay, along the East Service Road. Pleasant surprise was that we got to enjoy free performances by the famous saxophonist, Eddie K (never heard of him) and Bituin Escalante (Yep. I've heard of her). Overall, it was a nice evening.
30 ROCK
Speaking of nice, I'm so glad shows I watch are starting-up again after their mid-season breaks. Prison Break, Lost, Heroes, yay! All I need now is the rest of Entourage. But while waiting for Entourage, I'm watching this new show called 30 Rock and it is the BEST! One of my new all-time fave shows!
Created by Tina Fey, it stars Tina Fey, Tracy Morgan, Alec Baldwin, and a whole bunch of funny people. I totally kraash Tina Fey! Alec Baldwin is damn funny too! I'm too lazy to explain what it's all about, so check these links out: http://www.nbc.com/30_Rock/ http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/30_Rock
WATCH IT! I guarantee a rip-roaring good time. Well, maybe not that rip-roaring. Strained-yelling good fun. |
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| 09:59am 05/01/2007 |
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mood:  wry music: Aretha Franklin - Chain of Fools
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I just saw part of the Eminem/D12 live in Detroit concert DVD on the bus this morning. What struck me as funny was that almost all of the audience members were white, majority of which were female. I even saw some as young as 12 (Shame on you parents for allowing your kids to go to a concert full of potty-mouthed rappers. Tsk tsk. "Mommy, why are they telling us to fuck off?" "Mommy, how do you lick a pussy?" "Mommy, why is that nice black man holding-up a balloon full of milk? And why does the balloon have a pointy tip?").
For all wannabe-serious musicians, a fan base that consists mostly of little girls spells disaster in two words: BOY BAND. |
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| Fabbity Fab |
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| 11:33am 24/12/2006 |
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mood:  wishing for a fondue fountain music: Patay Gutom Gang - Sneaky Buffet Raiding
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Seared Tuna, Ebi Fry, Sushi, Dark Chocolate Fondue Fountain, 3-layered Heavenly Goodness
Thanks, Asia and Ken, for inviting us to your fabulous wedding. Our stomaches were extremely happy that night. And bravo, my dear comrades, for the successful attack on the buffet. Our sneaky strategy worked-out swimmingly. And props to Raymz for demonstrating pure, unselfish commitment to buffet raiding by eating ebi fry even though he knew he was allergic. And to Richelle, who coined the phrase "sneaky buffet raiding". And to Mel who showed how cutthroat she could be when it comes to buffets. And to Kara, who sacrificed the chance to participate in circle-dancing by eating a deadly combination of food. And to Jan, who loves dancing. And to Leonard who mixed happy drinks. And to Corinna for her fabulous eye make-up. And to AJ who walked too fast. And to Ken's uncle who thought we were 16. And to Ronaldo who made four of our dresses. Good times.
Cellphones and 4-year olds
You know how our misplaced cellphones can always be found by using another cellphone to call and locate them? Well, apparently, Machu got the idea that you can find anything using cellphones. Like the sticky darts he had misplaced. He thought he could find his lost darts using my dad's cellphone. If only we could find every lost thing in that way. Life would be so much easier.
Soundtrack of Your Life Meme
Yes squickyclean, I do read LJ occasionally. I just don't update often. Anyway, I decided to do this meme 'cuz it seems like fun.
( If your life was a movie, what would the soundtrack be? )
Merry Christmas!
Just in case you're feeling generous. |
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| Happy Halloween! |
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| 04:50am 31/10/2006 |
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mood:  sleepy music: Rik Schaffer - Moldy Old World
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| Huff and Puff |
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| 10:41am 30/10/2006 |
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squickyclean just put forth the most brilliant theory I've heard about the Harry Potter universe... Hufflepuff is the stoner house! Think about it, man. Hufflepuff. They know plants. Members are either really mellow or extremely paranoid. Absolutely brilliant! I'll never read the Harry Potter books the same way ever again. Go, Jan! |
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| 06:26pm 29/09/2006 |
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Due to the major black-out brought about by typhoon Milenyo yesterday, the most fun I had last night was when I was cleaning the wax off my candlestick. Oh joy.
*I just realized now how that first sentence could be interpreted in another way. If you know what I mean.;P |
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| For Duckyyy |
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| 03:47pm 27/09/2006 |
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mood:  artistic music: A Perfect Circle - Sleeping Beauty
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The result of listening to Maynard James Keenan, Nine-Inch Nails, Donnie Darko Soundtrack, Vampire: the Masquerade - Bloodlines Soundtrack (yeah, I like soundtracks):

Add pirate sea chanteys to the mix and you get this:

I was going to call it "Plastic Surgery" but that title is too pretentious. Instead, I name this piece "Water Nymph Zombie Mummy". |
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