Its been a year since I posted my last blog entry...or was it two years? Who cares. I wrote it in Paris with a parisian keyboard that really screwed up my spellings ( as if it could make it any worse) and that totally put me off. And when I got back the blogsite wouldnt let me in because my password didnt seem to work and that I had to pass thru goggle and all that. So in short i just got pissed off and totally ignored this site.
I went to some other site and started to post there instead. Anyways by some sheer luck I was able to reconnect to my page and lo and behold...Im back.
But I didnt really leave. I just took a break. So I'll keep this updated and ...well lots of changes have occured.
I am now 35 pounds lighter. I am also darker because I spent a week in the visayan region. Swimming, sleeping, fishing for food....
I have gone native and i love it.
Wednesday, November 29, 2006
Ive been going to the bathroom more often than I want. Must be the fact that Ive been mixing orange juice and wine.
Ara is a great cook and we had Quiche and some red wine. Desert was this giant date from Morroco. Morrocan dates are vastly superior to the californian variant. Its bigger and much more succelent. Its hard to type here because for some strange reason the q and the A tabs are inverted!
I shot a lot of footages in the morning and the late afternoon. Went to NOTRE DAME in the evening and just loittered beside the river SIENNE.
While enjoying the sight I feel so anxious because my stomach has gone so french and have been farthing all the time.
We had dinner at this quaint but cool piano cafe called LE PETITE PONT
Had ESCARGOTS and a plate of PATHE. Never thought that a cuisine that is produced by shoving kernels of corn into a ducks mouth and then slaughtering the duck to get to the liver could taste so FUCKING GOOD!
Even tho FRENCH CUISINE is built on the torture of poultry animals,Im extremely impressed.For the main course I had some pepper steak sauced with giant black peppers.
Im drunk half the day but when I see half the population inebriated then it aint so bad.
Bought a book called CHASING DRAGONS which is basically about ASIAN THRASH CINEMA in the SHAKESPEARE BOOKSTORE which is some sort of landmark place because HEMMINGWAY picked up some floozie or something but Im not really sure because when the proprietess was telling me about it I already had my fifth glass of CHADORNEY
Weathers not as bad as my sister made it to be.Its cold enough to wear the trench coat on and sunny enough to have the sun glasses on too.
Spellings bad and the european keyboard is already pissing me off.Thats all for now!
Ara is a great cook and we had Quiche and some red wine. Desert was this giant date from Morroco. Morrocan dates are vastly superior to the californian variant. Its bigger and much more succelent. Its hard to type here because for some strange reason the q and the A tabs are inverted!
I shot a lot of footages in the morning and the late afternoon. Went to NOTRE DAME in the evening and just loittered beside the river SIENNE.
While enjoying the sight I feel so anxious because my stomach has gone so french and have been farthing all the time.
We had dinner at this quaint but cool piano cafe called LE PETITE PONT
Had ESCARGOTS and a plate of PATHE. Never thought that a cuisine that is produced by shoving kernels of corn into a ducks mouth and then slaughtering the duck to get to the liver could taste so FUCKING GOOD!
Even tho FRENCH CUISINE is built on the torture of poultry animals,Im extremely impressed.For the main course I had some pepper steak sauced with giant black peppers.
Im drunk half the day but when I see half the population inebriated then it aint so bad.
Bought a book called CHASING DRAGONS which is basically about ASIAN THRASH CINEMA in the SHAKESPEARE BOOKSTORE which is some sort of landmark place because HEMMINGWAY picked up some floozie or something but Im not really sure because when the proprietess was telling me about it I already had my fifth glass of CHADORNEY
Weathers not as bad as my sister made it to be.Its cold enough to wear the trench coat on and sunny enough to have the sun glasses on too.
Spellings bad and the european keyboard is already pissing me off.Thats all for now!
Tuesday, November 28, 2006
We arrived in Paris around 7pm. The plane ride to Amsterdam was horrifying. I was seated behind a really fat caucasian man. He bends his seat all the way back and when he sits it bends even further. Pinning me from behind.I thought to myself that I was going to go insane at the prospect of enduring this for 12 hours.
The airline stewardess were really nice. Theyre big and very mqsculine. The antithesis of the asian version.But Id rather have them big , brawny and nice than petite small and nasty.
In previous trips I found filipino stewardeses as
snobbish and bitchy. I was pleasantly surprised that their europeqn counterpart is not the same.
That was further reinforced when I rode the connecting flight to paris. The stewardess kept running the food carriage on my foot and slamming it against my arm with not even a jot of apology.
Shes probably korean.
A DeBoaville met us at the airport. She was to be our guide. We rented a sun roofed puegot.We kept driving around in circles and couldnt find the exit point of the terminal. We ended in a highway to the south.
A DeBoaville: Sorry about that. I have my cataract on and cant see a thing.
Flim: First trip to Paris and our guide has cataracts, how very french. I love it!
The airline stewardess were really nice. Theyre big and very mqsculine. The antithesis of the asian version.But Id rather have them big , brawny and nice than petite small and nasty.
In previous trips I found filipino stewardeses as
snobbish and bitchy. I was pleasantly surprised that their europeqn counterpart is not the same.
That was further reinforced when I rode the connecting flight to paris. The stewardess kept running the food carriage on my foot and slamming it against my arm with not even a jot of apology.
Shes probably korean.
A DeBoaville met us at the airport. She was to be our guide. We rented a sun roofed puegot.We kept driving around in circles and couldnt find the exit point of the terminal. We ended in a highway to the south.
A DeBoaville: Sorry about that. I have my cataract on and cant see a thing.
Flim: First trip to Paris and our guide has cataracts, how very french. I love it!
Monday, June 19, 2006
Monday, May 29, 2006
I checked out the remodeling on the house we were going to live in. As I staggered amongst the construction materials, I had the urge to go take a leak. I stepped on one of the hollow blocks and it broke in two.
SHIT! DON’T TELL ME I GOT FATTER! THAT’S INCONCIEVABLE! Made a mental note to really go on a diet but suddenly I thought…
I then grabbed another hollow block and held it with both hands.
And I squeezed.
It crumbled into tiny fragments.
I have become..NIETSCHE’S WET DREAM!
I AM THE UBERSCMETZ!
And we have a very big problem!
SHIT! DON’T TELL ME I GOT FATTER! THAT’S INCONCIEVABLE! Made a mental note to really go on a diet but suddenly I thought…
I then grabbed another hollow block and held it with both hands.
And I squeezed.
It crumbled into tiny fragments.
I have become..NIETSCHE’S WET DREAM!
I AM THE UBERSCMETZ!
And we have a very big problem!
CECILE: “My bathroom will be in different shades of green. I love green. Green is relaxing. And I would have small areas of white. It will enhance the green. What do you think? “
FLIM: “It’s your bathroom.”
CECILE: “And the master’s bedroom is going to be in a darker shade of green. With white accents.”
FLIM:”Kinda like the Amazon basin.”
CECILE: “And your work area and viewing room WILL be in dark blue. Then some light brown wood furnishing.”
FLIM:” Hmmm sounds very cosmopolitan.”
CECILE: “and your bathroom color will be….
FLIM:” BLACK! “
CECILE: “A black bathroom? That’s strange.”
FLIM: “I want it all in black! “
CECILE: “Why? “
FLIM: “So my crap would stand out like an asteroid floating in the deep sea of space. Then when I flush it would get sucked in by this black hole.”
CECILE: “You’re really sick.”
FLIM: “Nah, my aunt has a black bathroom and black dressing room. Saw it when I was a kid and it was so pristine and looked very solemn. Never did see a bathroom like that ever again. I believe that a bathroom should be like that. It should be solemn like a church.
Taking a crap is like a religious experience and should be done in hollowed ground. So yes I will have my bathroom in black. Black toilet seats and a black bathtub.”
CECILE: “ No the bathtub should be white. There should be accents.Something totally black is going to be dull. Even your motorcycle isn’t all black. It has accents.”
FLIM: “ DAMN WOMAN, you are right. It does have silver accents. So let it be written and so let it be done! “
FLIM: “It’s your bathroom.”
CECILE: “And the master’s bedroom is going to be in a darker shade of green. With white accents.”
FLIM:”Kinda like the Amazon basin.”
CECILE: “And your work area and viewing room WILL be in dark blue. Then some light brown wood furnishing.”
FLIM:” Hmmm sounds very cosmopolitan.”
CECILE: “and your bathroom color will be….
FLIM:” BLACK! “
CECILE: “A black bathroom? That’s strange.”
FLIM: “I want it all in black! “
CECILE: “Why? “
FLIM: “So my crap would stand out like an asteroid floating in the deep sea of space. Then when I flush it would get sucked in by this black hole.”
CECILE: “You’re really sick.”
FLIM: “Nah, my aunt has a black bathroom and black dressing room. Saw it when I was a kid and it was so pristine and looked very solemn. Never did see a bathroom like that ever again. I believe that a bathroom should be like that. It should be solemn like a church.
Taking a crap is like a religious experience and should be done in hollowed ground. So yes I will have my bathroom in black. Black toilet seats and a black bathtub.”
CECILE: “ No the bathtub should be white. There should be accents.Something totally black is going to be dull. Even your motorcycle isn’t all black. It has accents.”
FLIM: “ DAMN WOMAN, you are right. It does have silver accents. So let it be written and so let it be done! “
Saturday, April 01, 2006
It’s been a week of packing things. Moving boxes! Cardboard boxes! BOXES! BOXES! BOXES! THIS CAN'T FIT! THIS IS TOO BIG! I hate moving. It’s not the place we are moving to because it is a very nice place. There are lots of trees and some semblance of plant life. Which is more than I can say with the place we are presently in.
That's one of the primary reasons why Cess wanted to move. There's no fresh air here. But then again is there any in manila?
And I can actually hear crickets chirping at night in the new place. CRICKETS! FROG SOUNDS! Not the hum and shrieking noise of jeeps and cars. Or the screams and loud chatter of ciggie vendors and delivery boys.
It’s just that packing has always been a bitch! Unpacking is fun but packing aint. When I go abroad I always postponed packing up until the eleventh hour. Everyone bugs me about it. That I should start preparing a week in advance. Yeah I know that’s the logical thing to do but if I did do that I have a tendency of over packing.
I’d pack three reading materials to read in the airport, in the plane, in the waiting area, in the drive to the hotel, in the hotel lobby and inside the hotel room. I’d pack too much clothes which I would end up not using anyway.
So when I get back and look at the stuff that I didn’t get to use I’d just bitch about it and complain about how I had to lug that big heavy suitcase, stuffed to the brim with things I didn’t wear.
But when I pack at the eleventh hour, I’m forced to just take the bare essentials. So I end up with a lighter bag. If I do run out of shirts I can always buy that in the place I’m in.
Now I’m packing again. And this time it’s for a place transfer which is even worse than packing for traveling.
As we move out stuff I thought that the house we are leaving would get bigger. Instead it got smaller and smaller. Because of the boxes! Everyday Cess gets more boxes to load stuff in.
I cant even get to the dinning area without contorting my body to obscene positions. I’m completely boxed in
That's one of the primary reasons why Cess wanted to move. There's no fresh air here. But then again is there any in manila?
And I can actually hear crickets chirping at night in the new place. CRICKETS! FROG SOUNDS! Not the hum and shrieking noise of jeeps and cars. Or the screams and loud chatter of ciggie vendors and delivery boys.
It’s just that packing has always been a bitch! Unpacking is fun but packing aint. When I go abroad I always postponed packing up until the eleventh hour. Everyone bugs me about it. That I should start preparing a week in advance. Yeah I know that’s the logical thing to do but if I did do that I have a tendency of over packing.
I’d pack three reading materials to read in the airport, in the plane, in the waiting area, in the drive to the hotel, in the hotel lobby and inside the hotel room. I’d pack too much clothes which I would end up not using anyway.
So when I get back and look at the stuff that I didn’t get to use I’d just bitch about it and complain about how I had to lug that big heavy suitcase, stuffed to the brim with things I didn’t wear.
But when I pack at the eleventh hour, I’m forced to just take the bare essentials. So I end up with a lighter bag. If I do run out of shirts I can always buy that in the place I’m in.
Now I’m packing again. And this time it’s for a place transfer which is even worse than packing for traveling.
As we move out stuff I thought that the house we are leaving would get bigger. Instead it got smaller and smaller. Because of the boxes! Everyday Cess gets more boxes to load stuff in.
I cant even get to the dinning area without contorting my body to obscene positions. I’m completely boxed in
Wednesday, August 10, 2005
I’m back. It’s been awhile since I last wrote the entry below. I miss writing on this blog and as much as possible I’ll try to keep it regular. But when you’re knee high in work ,then writing an online journal seems more like a luxury at best.
Anyway what’s been happening. Too many to enumerate or elucidate on.
I’ll just go thru it as it hits me. Just like an old Vietnam war movie where the veteran is going thru his usual routine after his stint in the jungle and then BAM! He has a flash back!
Anyway what’s been happening. Too many to enumerate or elucidate on.
I’ll just go thru it as it hits me. Just like an old Vietnam war movie where the veteran is going thru his usual routine after his stint in the jungle and then BAM! He has a flash back!
Friday, July 15, 2005
Bought a KISS concert DVD and watched it in the house. Selina walked into the TV room and sat beside me. One hour later she is a certified KISS FAN and is singing the songs. I asked her why she liked them.
SELINA: “ Because they wear women’s shoes and they have nice white make-up.”
Hmmm. Then when I lowered the volume control.
SELINA: “ Can you make it louder please.”
The other day I decided to get my KISS records and record them so I can play them while working out or working …or when driving from one place to the other.
Now the uncanny thing is when she hears them playing.she can actually tell who is singing.
FLIM: “ Who’s singing on this song? “
SELINA: “ PAUL STANLEY! “
FLIM: “ Now who’s on? “
SELINA: “ GENE SIMMONS! “
Amazing! Now the problem is that she watches the DVDs of KISS like ten times a day!
SELINA: “ AHHHH I …WANNA ROCK AND ROLL ALL NYT! AND PAWTY EVERYDAY! AHHH WANAN ROCK AND ROLL AHHHH NIGHT AND PAWTY EVERYDAY!”
Couple of days ago, I saw her wagging her tongue just like GENE SIMMONS.I can imagine what CESS is going to say.
SELINA: “ Because they wear women’s shoes and they have nice white make-up.”
Hmmm. Then when I lowered the volume control.
SELINA: “ Can you make it louder please.”
The other day I decided to get my KISS records and record them so I can play them while working out or working …or when driving from one place to the other.
Now the uncanny thing is when she hears them playing.she can actually tell who is singing.
FLIM: “ Who’s singing on this song? “
SELINA: “ PAUL STANLEY! “
FLIM: “ Now who’s on? “
SELINA: “ GENE SIMMONS! “
Amazing! Now the problem is that she watches the DVDs of KISS like ten times a day!
SELINA: “ AHHHH I …WANNA ROCK AND ROLL ALL NYT! AND PAWTY EVERYDAY! AHHH WANAN ROCK AND ROLL AHHHH NIGHT AND PAWTY EVERYDAY!”
Couple of days ago, I saw her wagging her tongue just like GENE SIMMONS.I can imagine what CESS is going to say.
For quite some time now I have been entertaining teh thought of getting a laptop.I told cess about it.
CESS: " Why do you need a laptop for ?"
FLIM: " So I can write stuff and redord ideas where ever I am."
CESS: " You could just get a pen and a note book."
FLIM: " Already did it. But using a pen to write... I dont know. Somehow my fingers have been trained on keyboard technology. Using the pen to write is like asking me to use a type writer in this day and age where cut and paste and delete and save as... have taken over the waking world as we know it! "
This happens quite a lot. I have an idea for a story or a script but when i start writing it down the pen moves very slowly that I lose almost half of what i wanted to say and when i do write i feel like my fingers and my mind are off on some kind of relay race and most of the time my fingers beat the brain , hands down! "
Do I really need a laptop? Or am I just a victim of consumerism?MY sister said that I should just get a palm pilot with a keyboard and that's good enough. But what if i want to upgrade which is sooner than later? ITs just like the camera case. The one I originaly wanted is a snug fit and was cheaper by 900 pesos. But I always stuck to the perception that you should get a bigger case because who knows you might upgrade to a bigger cam...instead of buying another case when you do get a bigger cam.
Is a laptop truly important? Hmm with a laptop you can just flip the screen over and start writing instead of jotting a small note or reminder about a thought or idea and then rushin home to write it down. Most of the time the mood is no longer there or does not have the same kind of passionate urgency that was thugging within you when you first had it... Decisions, decisions.
CESS: " I think you 'd be better off just using the money to print another SEXMEN comic."
Now that's a thought.
I got the case for the digi cam and have been lunging the cam all over the place.
CESS: " Why do you have to bring that thing around? "
FLIM: " You never know. The whole point of buying a small cam is so we can take it for vacations and document teh event right? "
CESS: But thats for vacations. You bring it with you everyday, whats teh point? "
FLIM: " Just have the cam with me so if something happens I can shoot it."
CESS: " LIke what? "
FLIM: Thats the point...we dont know. But if it happpens I shoot! "
There are many times where if I had a cam with me I would have shot some great footages.
FLIM: " Human history is recorded ...not by state of the art 70 mm movie cameras but by small consumer friendly machines operated by the everyday man. Remember the ZARAPRUDER footage of teh KENNEDY ASSASINATION. That's teh only actual record of KENNEDY getting smashed! Without it OLIVER STONE and KEVIN COSTNER would never have that line, RIGHT AND TO THE LEFT! RIGHT AND TO THE LEFT! "
CESS: " And why didnt you get a black case for the camera. That is so loud? "
FLIM: " Yeah get a black one. Every idiot goes for black.Looks cool but when their boat capizes they cant find the case in the waters because its dark colored. With this... you cant miss it! "
CESS: " Why do you need a laptop for ?"
FLIM: " So I can write stuff and redord ideas where ever I am."
CESS: " You could just get a pen and a note book."
FLIM: " Already did it. But using a pen to write... I dont know. Somehow my fingers have been trained on keyboard technology. Using the pen to write is like asking me to use a type writer in this day and age where cut and paste and delete and save as... have taken over the waking world as we know it! "
This happens quite a lot. I have an idea for a story or a script but when i start writing it down the pen moves very slowly that I lose almost half of what i wanted to say and when i do write i feel like my fingers and my mind are off on some kind of relay race and most of the time my fingers beat the brain , hands down! "
Do I really need a laptop? Or am I just a victim of consumerism?MY sister said that I should just get a palm pilot with a keyboard and that's good enough. But what if i want to upgrade which is sooner than later? ITs just like the camera case. The one I originaly wanted is a snug fit and was cheaper by 900 pesos. But I always stuck to the perception that you should get a bigger case because who knows you might upgrade to a bigger cam...instead of buying another case when you do get a bigger cam.
Is a laptop truly important? Hmm with a laptop you can just flip the screen over and start writing instead of jotting a small note or reminder about a thought or idea and then rushin home to write it down. Most of the time the mood is no longer there or does not have the same kind of passionate urgency that was thugging within you when you first had it... Decisions, decisions.
CESS: " I think you 'd be better off just using the money to print another SEXMEN comic."
Now that's a thought.
I got the case for the digi cam and have been lunging the cam all over the place.
CESS: " Why do you have to bring that thing around? "
FLIM: " You never know. The whole point of buying a small cam is so we can take it for vacations and document teh event right? "
CESS: But thats for vacations. You bring it with you everyday, whats teh point? "
FLIM: " Just have the cam with me so if something happens I can shoot it."
CESS: " LIke what? "
FLIM: Thats the point...we dont know. But if it happpens I shoot! "
There are many times where if I had a cam with me I would have shot some great footages.
FLIM: " Human history is recorded ...not by state of the art 70 mm movie cameras but by small consumer friendly machines operated by the everyday man. Remember the ZARAPRUDER footage of teh KENNEDY ASSASINATION. That's teh only actual record of KENNEDY getting smashed! Without it OLIVER STONE and KEVIN COSTNER would never have that line, RIGHT AND TO THE LEFT! RIGHT AND TO THE LEFT! "
CESS: " And why didnt you get a black case for the camera. That is so loud? "
FLIM: " Yeah get a black one. Every idiot goes for black.Looks cool but when their boat capizes they cant find the case in the waters because its dark colored. With this... you cant miss it! "
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