2010
09.03
So I bought my first pair of Brazillian flip-flops two weeks ago, breaking my vow not to wear those ridiculously priced rubber slippers which looks like Spartan from a distance. My Nike cross-trainers have been too worked out with all the daily puddle-immersion and it’s too precious to let it swim everyday. Therefore I thought about owning one authentic flip-flop. You know the end of the story – I finally fell into the temptation.
Then I saw this nice pair rain boots worn by a Makati office chick one stormy day. And I was looking at my wet wrinkled pale toes in those Brazillian pair and pity overcame me. So I took a mental note of that colorful rain boots, and yes, get a pair by all means. It’s something you can wear during this perennially bad weather and could match every outfit, even your mom’s plus size lingerie.
I learned they call these rain boots “pluey” which means “rain”. Boots is a typical Western fashion with functional purposes – protects your toes, and your whole body as well, from cold. You wear boots there because you don’t want to get those icy blisters on your feet and the cold weather suck up all your body heat. Now you know what goes inside my head every time I see someone in boots along Edsa.
Tags: Plueys Category Artsy stuff |
2010
09.03
The botched Luneta hostage-taking incident was undoubtedly one of the worst tragedies that ever happened to this country. Filipinos in general were aghast and mad at what happened. Like Hong Kong’s top man, Mr. Tsang, and his citizens, we too also wanted a swift justice.
While issuing a travel ban (a.k.a. “Black Alert”) is HK’s call, it doesn’t mean that the Philippines is in the brink of collapse, that we’re a terrorist-infested territory. I just find it unacceptable that we share the ranks of Somalia and Iraq, we haven’t reach that mark yet. It is true that parts of Mindanao have been war-torn for decades, but most of these are results of clashing ideologies of people wanting change, of rebels with causes. And to date, we now have extremists infiltrating their ranks, government-sanctioned warlords (like the Ampatuans) and a police force that sorely lacks training. But these are issues all functioning governments in the world would like to address and resolve immediately. These are isolated cases that do not paralyze the lives of the rest of us in this sunny part of the world. We still can move freely – businesses in all forms likeForex training seminars, manang’s sari-sari store, and pirated dvd’s thrive, our babies grow, our students graduate, more families and friendships are formed and people can say whatever they want to say without getting shot, skinned or beheaded.
Let me end with this: Lightning could always strike anywhere – from Pentagon to the remotest parts of the world. Nothing in this world is really that secure. Airplanes crash. We get bombed. People die.
Category Home sweet home, Politicking, Uncategorized |
2010
09.01
I was hoping to catch Bloody and his van earlier, only to discover that he had left already and it was raining like hell since I left the office more than two hours ago. The big problem of having no Bloody to save me from getting soaked like a cat was getting into the long commuter line.
But a red van came in to save the night. Just in time for a ten o’ clock dinner. And I was the last person to board the van, taking the front seat.
While we’re on our way to Libis crossing the Ortigas flyover, the wiper broke down and we’re left with sheets of torrential rains blocking our sights. It was already zero visibility and the driver was on an emergency tail light signal just in case someone wants to cut us from behind and risk getting his head lopped off from his neck. The driver relied on the small convex mirror on his side while everyone inside was on a red alert for a possible vehicular accident. Two ways – either we collide with a truck or jump off the slopes of White Plains.
Apparently I just had my second life.
Tags: Manila Category Citylife |
So I bought my first pair of Brazillian flip-flops two weeks ago, breaking my vow not to wear those ridiculously priced rubber slippers which looks like Spartan from a distance. My Nike cross-trainers have been too worked out with all the daily puddle-immersion and it’s too precious to let it swim everyday. Therefore I thought about owning one authentic flip-flop. You know the end of the story – I finally fell into the temptation.