By: Iris P. Concepcion
1. Piranha, the recent film- This is a horror flick with lots of lesbos' boobs chopped courtesy of fishes that look like my lunch, tilapias. I found the flick horribly unique in that it is sooo bad it actually makes sense. There are lots of chopped bodies mangled severely in this film, with plenty of cameras and booze and underground water kissing (between girls) that emitted a different sense of fright: making sense out of water-bound leisures done at the expense of family responsibility.
2. P15 movie pass in a nookie that is surprisingly, not replete with ticks. I watched a horror film in this place and I loved its sense of the dinghy; off-kilter mood strung with lots of people from the nearby campus shrieking like they are in perpetual spring break (not that we have spring break--I just use this as an analogy). One time, I went to this place with extremely badly-dressed people haranguing the screen, with their unshod feet hung unsmelled (thank God for that) on armchairs etc...etc....It is not their house but they sort of cooked food inside the cinema, feeling a casual belonging present in spiritual gatherings. This is my place. You need to pay me to give me its name and location. Kidding. Their array of watches is spectacular too.
3. The Buy One Take One burger chomps at Burger Machine (I need to write down its name--it is THAT good; priced below P50.00). I actually miss its coleslaw component and its kind of rough bun. If I remember it correctly, this joint also serves superb fruit salad.
4. The P18.00 sanitary napkin called "Sisters". It does work well without the overpriced tag.
5. I was sitting down last night and had the hugest laugh over a super healthy kid riding in a mini bike forcibly banging a nearby table. His face is priceless: it has the look of a fantastic actor in the making. It is extra hilarious since his look of suspense is immensely in-your-face. Don't fool around with kids possessing some stunning performing abilities. They kind of shake your minds sometimes. I kind of mussed his hair after for a job well done. His cheeky smile spoke tons of mischievous interplay but it was ridiculously superb.
6. Finally knowing who the map creator of shirts used as slogan for Laban: Rhett Eala. The President graced his fashion event. Every visitor in this country should buy this as clothing memento: it is really a stroke of genius; the ability to Ralph Lauren-ize this unique "reform" revolt from within. Thanks for your gift of design.
7. Walking along the pavements of combined forces: I never forget faces, especially when they had tickled the funny bone, one way or the other. We had sort of developed a similar kind of kinship: it is some silent avowal of shared attitude. From here, I had developed a knowing affinity with a "crazy" man who put oranges to car trunks and wherever part he may choose to train his eyes on; a free read of pages from a newspaper guy who did not take offense at my hustling buffoonery to scan his wares; fat men with one-liners bordering on intelligent silliness; men I know who are as silent as a still river but running wild inside their wonderful, wonderful souls. These are the people I notice; they are rumpled, dirty and weird but I have seen them in their glorious and steadfast resolves at one point in my life. Simply put, I love them.