caution: cheesy post ahead

   I asked for something, He gave me two. Maybe I should’ve been clearer on the quantity? But eitherway, neither of them are favorable. Here I am in the middle, and yet the indecision isn’t as fierce as one should expect. There is no decision to make when you’ve made up your mind long before: It’s a no and a no.

Jane Austen would approve, I’m sure. I have canons to follow. No one should get hurt at my disposal, at my expense. Age shouldn’t be a reason to hasten decisions, bend on what’s tolerable. If you know what you deserve; if waiting takes longer, then so be it.

What have I been doing all this time, anyway, right?

Meanwhile… Greg is no longer naked.

mr. whishaw, flicks & flip-tops, and a boy named goo

Ben Whishaw’s response to “We have something interesting here on you, is it true that you breed cats?”

I only have two, two cats. I don’t breed them. I don’t really…force them…but they do, of their own volition. Can’t stop them, you know…

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 Meanwhile, at the workplace…

Websense has been lifted. Video streaming is still prohibited but what else is good on the darn innurnet but videos right?

More movies to watch out for:

The Watchmen. The trailer is enticing but we’ll have to see if Zack Snyder is pulling a 300 on us…
The Day The Earth Stood Still. Remake of a classic 1951 film, this one stars Keanu Reeves & Jennifer Connely. The synopsis warned of spoilers so I can only comment on the trailer. It’s awesome, but don’t just take my word for it: check it out.
Flash of Genius. Well for one, Lorelai Gilmore is there. Ok, ok Lauren Graham. And Greg Kinear is the main man here, I thought he’d never live to see that day. Good for him, now here may be something that would erase my association of him with the word typewriter.

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Greg is naked.

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Did you notice that the not-so-attractive cashier giving Kathleen Kelly a hard time is actually Sara Ramirez, Grey’s Anatomy’s Dr. Callie Torres?
 

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How many Goo Goo Do lls songs begin with “and?” It doesn’t matter, they’re the greatest ones:

And even though the moment passed me by…
And I give up forever to touch you…

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My iPod is naked. I’m looking for a leather flipcase. I don’t want a mere silcone case because I’m afraid lose change might scratch the unprotected parts. My bag is a pool of odds & ends. I’m not usually this untidy. The nano has a name: Greg, after House, M.D. Soon, Greg will no longer be naked.
 

beautiful stranger

 I don’t know who she is [or if Kirby is a good girl name as Alex & Robin are acceptable], but if a stranger  this goddess-like leaves a friendster comment for you, you don’t mind at all.

[but that doesn’t mean I’m ticking the box and approving it].

 I’m sure she just mistook me for someone else.
 

FS is a pretty boring site, but I guess social networks are made for people who want to search for old acquaintances, and people who want to be found. Me, I just want to keep my little circle of friends at a manageable circumference. I guess I’d have to consider this the best thing that ever happened to my friendster account:

 

Yes, Kael, you’re a quasi-celeb.

three by five

  There is one morning that stays vivid in my mind even now. Maybe I was born, really born into the earth that moment of waking. I was ten, I think; or older. I’ve never seen the neighbor’s bougainvilleas in bloom with such beauty, never seen the sun peep through the bedroom in such Vermeerian air… I think that was a morning after New year’s eve, when I was bedridden by mumps and watched grandiose floats & fireworks display in Australia on tv–but of this, I’m not certain. That morning stands alone. Even if I struggle, I cannot remember the day before or after it; nor the night it beckoned. If you can only see it, it’s in a three by five in my mind’s eye.

 

the [little] men of my life

This is the new me to subsume the old, am starting to rethink things…when then you were so steadfast in your claim that you don’t want children and can never be a good mother, now, at the sight of an officemate’s 2-year old daughter, or simply catching Liam Aiken’s eyes [oh how he’s grown into a wee lad–i know not what that implies but the phrase expounds a sigh] or Freddie Highmore’s charming nose (and teeth), a certain air of panic gets to you. Carpe Diem isn’t exactly the platform of this life. I wish it were, but we all know that if it were, it’ll be liberty at the expense of family and work and those two are almost equal parts of my lifeline. Twenty-three, with neither a taste nor glimpse of a casual relationship with men… though I do not see that as a disability. I am one, not half of two. I am steadfast [Inspired by E.L. Doctorow]. In truth, I feel as if I’ve known a lot of them and deciphered a pattern & am no longer interested in a marriage of selves. The problem is, there are very few men who profess their “infatuation”–give or take one man every decade. [I’m 23 and there’s only been 3, one was a not so concrete proposal] & those few men have questionnable morals. Moreover, the men who after a few conversations, I find our minds (& perhaps hearts) to be compatible are already committed. On how many posts have I gone into such gibberish? Dear imagined reader, forgive me…

I’ve had my serving of Agatha Christie and am quite infected with the Brits’ form of speech/writing…& therefore I am bent on flicks written in an elegant voice & set in Europe; as with Casanova, etc. and my latest discovery, Perfume or Das Parfum.

To add to my desired essential homo sapiens:
 

Ben Whishaw - a mix of J. Hartnett & J. Franco, who, disturbingly, has a striking semblance with young Freddie Highmore…here [Whishaw] donning a Bob Dylan from the film I’m Not There [On my must-see list, stars Ledger, Bale, Blanchett, etc]
  

  
–end of fantasy–

Gotham

   Dark Knight is a serious flick cloaked under the comic superhero genre. If you’ve seen Iron Man months ago, it’s a mistake to expect from DN the same amount of humor sprewn over dialogues. A socio-political drama coupled with great chase & fight sequences enough to keep you on your seats, DN picked up where it left off on Batman Begins. It’s lengthy but definitely worth the watch, that is, if you have the proper mindset: It is NOT “cool” as any typical shithead would tag it. It has the elements of a classic film where power is at play, where goodness is challenged, where the villain puts the law and what should be God’s law in his hands and passes it on to ours.

From the stupendous bank job decoy on the first part, to the series of bombings and encounters with The Joker, DN takes you on a different kind of battlefield that will leave you questioning your own humanity…

Bale delivers. Nolan delivers. Ledger endures.

reel love

In that fleeting state of grace, otherwise known as Websense downtime, I checked out upcoming movies and found a few noteworthy:

Miracle at St. Anna [most intriguing trailer to date]
You Don’t Mess with the Zohan [you can never go wrong with a Sandler flick]
Blindness [Mark Ruffalo, need not say more. Ok, Julianne Moore. Hefty eh?]]
Savage Grace [Cannes entry. Julianne Moore said to be at her finest]
Traitor [Two words: Don Cheadle]

I can’t attach a vclip for obvious reasons & neither am I in the mood to give you a synopsis or even hyperlink ‘em. . . Just go to www.apple.com/trailers

Here are flicks I’ve been meaning to see again:

In Dreams
Ghost Ship
The Land Before Time [will it make me cry, still?]
The Hours
Ten Things I Hate About You

Movies I never came around to seeing though I badly want to:

Brokeback Mountain
Wanted
Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind

I am so psyched to get out of work today. I’ll have myself a dose of chivalry from the Dark Knight.

a snippet from highschool [end of] days

Scene: High school gymnasium. Commencement rehearsals.

Rudolf: English-in mo nga: Pang-ilang presidente ba ng Pilipinas si Estrada?
Classmate: [Struggles, and gives up]

Rudolf asks 2 other girls until the question is shot at me.
Ako: What is the ordinal number of Estrada as Philippine president?

The enquirer and the futile respondents all considered the answer, and finally nod in agreement. At that moment, I felt I deserved to be valedictorian.

I suck at Math bigtime. I’m not your average geek who can deal with Algebra through to Zoology. So yeah, that moment felt more reassuring than getting the diploma.

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True-blue Pinoys go through a series of kalokohan. Quasi-tradition, if you may. Who hasn’t learned the different ways to form a star with a rubber band? With two? Who doesn’t know how to fold the hanky in different ways and morph it into a leaping mice?

The hidden images on our banknotes: Aguinaldo’s ear concealing a sewer rat? The preening cat on the Barasoain church?

And so much more.

v i e n n a

You can count on flicks and books to be good maturity meters… I’ve been meaning to re-read E.L. Doctorow’s The Book of Daniel, which I read twice in 2005 (or ‘06, I’m not sure). It’s a very difficult book to read, exploring familial ties in a political atmosphere, depression, insanity, intelligence. Politics is not my thing, I’m an Oates reader so if I wanted human nature delved minus politics I could not have swayed to a Doctorow. But no, this book is a must-read. I wonder where my copy is now, with young Timothy Hutton’s face, pensive on the cover.

As with flicks, I had an enchalada this weekend and among them was 13 Going on 30, which, surprisingly had a great soundtrack; and even more surprising was that I never really liked the 70s or 80s [The Beatles, for me, has no era. Timeless, therefore.] but found myself bobbin’ to the music. Here’s a really good one, a first-heard for me. And I think every adult should listen to it:
[I’ll attach an audio file if I can get one]

Vienna
[Billy Joel]
  
Slow down you crazy child
You’re so ambitious for a juvenile
But then if you’re so smart tell me why
You are still so afraid?

Where’s the fire, what’s the hurry about?
You better cool it off before you burn it out
You got so much to do and only
So many hours in a day

But you know that when the truth is told
That you can get what you want
Or you an just get old
You’re gonna kick off before you even get halfway through
When will you realize…vienna waits for you

Slow down you’re doing fine
You can’t be everything you want to be
Before your time
Although it’s so romantic on the borderline tonight
Too bad but it’s the life you lead
You’re so ahead of yourself
That you forfeit what you need
Though you can see when you’re wrong

But you know you can’t always see when you’re right
You got your passion you got your pride
But don’t you know only fools are satisfied?
Dream on but don’t imagine they’ll all come true
When will you realize
Vienna waits for you

Slow down you crazy child
Take the phone off the hook and disappear for a while
It’s alright you can afford to lose a day or two
When will you realize…
Vienna waits for you.
 
 *Vienna is a metaphor for the “rest of your life” accdg to the writer

The laundry hangs wet from the strong rainshower which got through from between the grills. That’s what you get from putting off the laundry on Sunday to sew your sketch into life with Tita Fe’s Singer sewing machine… I like Mom’s Janome better, more modern.
I’m posting a photo of the long-sleeved polka-dot kangaroo top sometime soon. Believe me, it’s not as corny as it sounds. It’s just too bad I have to redo the stitches, maybe have a round at all the seams, else It’ll be a peek-a-boo that the public won’t be able to grasp. Nyikez…

Last Saturday, before the laundry and the rain and the polka dots: I watched the first half of Mirrormask. Thanks to Joanne for lending me a copy. The darn DVD player can’t read it but our t.s. guys were kind enough to transfer it to our pc and so I watched it in the office… Will check out the second installment later whilst I wait for the bank to open… There are just some days you no longer anticipate paydays. How swift the moolah travels from palm to palm.

more in the next few days… Self: Remind me to delete Browsing History. Or it’ll be the last of i.ph for me.
Ciao.

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This ubiquity I owe to our i.t. people for blocking about three of my blogsites already. So far, this one is the most user-friendly. So much easier to navigate… If a worm does not find a crevice to squirm through, it digs a new hole…

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Ciao!