Friday, April 25, 2008


A new art project! (

from Mark Salvatus: i need some water!

The human body is anywhere from 55% to 78% water depending on body size, and the earth itself is composed of 75% water...

And now Water is my new art project' and I need your participation. Please Take a photo (or your stock photos would do!) that involves water and send it to me.

I would like to anonymously exhibit your photos @
International Water Festival on 16 –19 May 2008 in STSI Bandung, Indonesia (GK. Sunan Ambu), presented by the Payung Hitam Foundation.

Your name & contact address are optional

Deadline is on May 5, 2008

send your photos to

please pass this call to your friends, Blog this post!

thank you!

Friday, April 18, 2008


...perfectly describes my physical state here in the office. I have it to myself the whole afternoon. We're in the process of hauling stuff from here to the new office a few meters away. The others are in the other office and since I can't really find anything to do (lots of stuff to be done, actually, but the computers aren't ready), I've been taking online trivia quizzes just to keep my mind working. I do have a lot of stuff to do--the two journals, the reports, the articles, the website. Aside from the hardware being ill-equipped for what I have to do, something else makes this a dog day afternoon: technically, I am still a volunteer. New policies require that my contract still had to go through an O.P. dude. So, I have not renewed my contract. So, when you think about it, I'm really not obligated to work today. I'm not supposed to work since the first of April!

But I'm not doing this for myself; I'm doing it for them: the communities, the office, the glory of the university! Haha, ok scrap the last one.

Shitty stuff aside, I'm looking forward to the weekend. Walking, a picnic, photos, and what-have-you, and F*ART Gallery's anniversary. I wish this particular Friday would only have 12 hours, and tomorrow, Saturday, would have 36. That would be just great.

Thursday, April 17, 2008

Buntong-hininga at Tawa

Share: one is a poem from Love Gathers All (2002) and the other, from an e-mail i received a couple of years ago. pasenti at patawa lang :)

The Kiss by Fran Ng

When she let go, pulled away just slightly, she was afraid
to look at his eyes. What if they mocked her? What if they
said nothing at all? What if they said too much?

Their lips found each other's lips again. Little by little, they
slipped their lives into the kiss. The boy left his fears
unattended as he worried about shushing hers. Her lips
peeled away his secrets, his demons and angel selves. Her
lips coaxed his to turn to water, flooding and buoying her.

Did the saints rejoice when they finally kissed? Did their
chests burst with the flurry of recognition? Did forget-me-
nots bloom under their feet?

Perhaps the stars mourned the boy as they mourned the
girl. Or perhaps they blessed the boy as they blessed the
girl. It no longer mattered what the stars cried, becuase all
that mattered was this kiss.

Moonlight? Firelight? Dusk? Dawn? Rainy afternoon?
Stolen afternoon? Serendipitous evening? Some unbidden
locale, like a pedestrian intersection, lost in honking horns
and blaring street signs? Or a secluded terrace? By a
windowsill of blooms? Who knows how long or short it
lasted? Which fears the kiss did wash away?

One day, he came to her and kissed her. One day, their lips
spoke without saying a word. The kiss taught their tongues
to dance. In the kiss they blew every question like a kite
drifting away. In the kiss the no became a yes, the perhaps
became right now, the could-have-been became forever. In
the moment of the kiss at least, everything was there.
Including the desire to seek his lips, her lips, push and
press, get lost and found -- these were all there.

One day, they kissed and parted. Whether for a moment or
forever depends on what sparked it. If the kiss had a
deadline to fulfill; an empty dream to bid goodbye; a young
summer to grace; a light-footed dance to consummate; or a
tear to wipe away -- we would know if the kiss eaves-
dropped more than it revealed. We would know how to
calculate that moment -- to expound on its brevity --
unlike the boy and the girl, who had that kiss.

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The Hunt for the White Rabbit

Nagkaroon ng exam ang agencies ng USA para malaman kung sino sa mga agencies ang magaling mag-execute ng man-hunt. Ang mga participants ay:

NYPD = New York Police Department, USA
FBI = Federal Bureau of Investigation, USA
CIA = Central Intelligence Agency, USA
PNP = Philippine National Police, Philippines (Special International Guest Participant)

Isang puting rabbit ang papakawalan sa isang gubat. Each agency will be given three (3) months to find the rabbit. Unang grupong contestant, NYPD. Pumasok sa gubat ang kanilang search and rescue squad, S.W.A.T., at pinalibutan ng mga police ang buong gubat. Ipinasok rin nila sa gubat ang kanilang detectives, at experts sa paghahanap ng nawawala.

After 3 months, lumabas ang NYPD sa gubat. Nag-release sila ng press statement, "After 3 months of intensive search for the white rabbit, we regret to inform you that because the rabbit had a head start, it was able to elude our units, and was able to pass through our dragnet. The rabbit has escaped."

Next ang FBI. Pumasok rin sa gubat mga FBI, dala dala ang mga helicopters, mga sniffing dogs, at sari-saring experts para hanapin ang rabbit. After 3 months, lumabas ang FBI sa gubat. Nag release rin sila ng press statement, "After 3 months of finding the white rabbit, we had some interesting leads. However, as we were closing in on its location, somebody must have tipped it off, and it was able to elude us by disguising as a deer. The rabbit has escaped."

Next ang CIA. Pumasok ang CIA, at dahil meron silang special powers to request assistance from the US Military, dinala na rin nila ang US Army para tulungan sila sa paghanap. After 3 months of firefight, bombing, and special operations, lumabas ang CIA sa gubat. Sabi nila sa press statement, "We used everything at our disposal. We didn't leave any stone unturned. We bombed everything in sight. I'm sure, you will not find any rabbit there anymore. He's probably scattered all around the forest in tiny little pieces!"

Last, but not least, the PNP. Napatawa ang ibang agencies dahil ang pumasok lang sa gubat na PNP ay lima lang. Pero laking gulat na lang nila dahil next day mismo, lumabas ang PNP, dala dala ay isang grizzly bear, na naka-posas, bugbog sarado ang mukha, halos sarado ang isang mata dahil sa bugbog, duguan, at sumisigaw,


Monday, April 14, 2008


In case I get the dreaded Block, here's a little something for myself to get the writing thing going. Just a few ideas for essays/short pieces that will mostly be all about me (vanity! vanity! vanity!).

1) My House - what you'll see, anecdotes about a few spots (sure to be long, but fun and easy to write)

2) I Flunked a Filipino Exam - school life (academics) from waaaay back, especially about that Filipino exam and why I flunked it (twice!).

3) Life Upon the Wicked Stage - why I was a school stage regular (narcissism to the max, but it wasn't all glory!)

4) The Villarama Home for Cats - somebody from GMA actually wanted to ask about our 'cat orphanage.' Never contacted me again, though. Cat stories, what else?

5) My Bucket List - things I want to do before I kick the bucket.

6) My Greatest Fear / Great Fears - 'nuff said

7) My Favorite Things - a la The Sound of Music, only more comprehensive.

8) I wish... - actually, frustrations. Okay, and dreams too.

9) Do Five-Year Plans Work? - let's see as I make my own.

10) My Dog Ate My Homework - excuses I make for everything so I can do what I want and hopefully get away with it