Strike up the Band!
Strike up the band! Break out the champagne!
At baket? sabay tanong mo.
Because … this morning … I discovered that …
I can now fit into my old denims from two years ago … meaning … I’m back to my old waistline!!! My pre-postnatal (or whatever you call it) waistline!
Oh Joy!!! 
Other Endings
If you’re into reading short fiction, I’d like to invite you to download my ebook “Other Endings.”
It is a collection of short stories and poetry that I’ve written through the years and have decided to gather into this electronic volume.
Why “Other Endings”? I’ve always thought that real life events never end conventionally, that there is always a twist of fate that makes each experience different even if the same person goes through them over and over again.
Who exactly are you, author? Read more
I’ve never Kippled
I have always pessimistically thought that putting up a blog was an invitation for people to throw rocks at you. I was thinking exactly that when I first put up my blog at blogspot. That’s why it is always refreshing to get kind comments from readers who happened to drop by, and even those who were referred by other people who have dropped by. I have yet to encounter a bastos commenter (knock on wood), but there was a minor pest once (diba ralph). I got rid of the pest asap without him even knowing it. I didn’t ban him, no. I just made the next few posts so uninteresting to him that he disappeared altogether.
Blogging takes your private life out into the open for all to see. Enabling comments is like putting a bucket of stones in front of your readers. Let he who is without sin… But even then the readers who have passed by (at minsan din tumatambay) have been very kind. That’s why I think I have become accustomed (di pa naman addicted pero siguro malapit na) to blogging. I have the caterpillar to thank for that, it was she who introduced me to blogging late last year, when I was a home-based housewife in Iligan with an internet connection, and she a masters degree student at UP.
Blogging may be therapeutic, but I must admit my blood pressure shot up more than a few times because of stuff that I’ve read in other blogs, to which I have reacted by blogging. Blogananginangyan.
And then again there’s Sam who at the time kept telling me to write again. Blogging entails a lot of writing, so it became an excuse to write. Exercising my rusty literary abilities became second fiddle to just plain jotting down thoughts, and every now and then coming up with layman’s explanations to internet stuff that have been heretofore greek to some people. The people who’ve read those have been kind as well. Nakaka-denggoy parin pala ako every now and then.
And then there’s the occassional blogwar we become witness to. Now that can be fascinating to some extent, when I wonder about the intricacies of relationships (there has to be one to have a war, otherwise walang paki-alaman, ergo walang war) some bloggers have with each other, like a telenovela I sit in on midway, but caught my attention so that I start asking the people why the leading lady is in such a tizzy and why the leading man is an asshole …
One can be part of all that when one blogs. And sometimes one can be caught in the crossfire. And when one does, lines from Kipling (Q: How do you like Kipling? A: I dunno, I’ve never kippled) come to me:
If you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you;
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too;
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or, being lied about, don’t deal in lies,
Or, being hated, don’t give way to hating,
And yet don’t look too good, nor talk too wise;
People like bing and sol and delish in their blogs and comments recently have kept their heads. Would that all of us can do so.
Di ko nga lang gusto ending nung poem na yun dahil “You’ll be a Man, my son” napaka male-oriented. Ayoko ng ganyan . . .
Cartoon Me
Me as a South Park kid. This site sure beats playing with paper dolls.
Visit The South Park Studio and concoct your own South Park character. But before you do, relish the admonitions she has, both in German and in English. Astig!
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