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Smells Like Childhood Tales


Great Things.

I thought about the song on my way home today. It rained as I left the office, gradually heavier as I go farther. Then stopped at a gas station to wait for another ride, to the ever reliable jeepney. But not today, the friendly tricycle brought me home and with a friend along. I went home with the new office mate, who Cads technical product specs. He’s quite easy to talk to and got some topics to talk about. Well, I’m more at ease talking with boys/men than girls. I don’t know. Maybe it’s because I grew up without a sister, just two Phineas and Ferb brothers. ๐Ÿ™‚

Conversation saves the day, my office mate thought that he knew me from somewhere. He said I look familiar and that he thinks that he had seen me before, just not quite sure where and when. Neighboring our drummer’s nest, Bachie, he resides just around the corner. He’s comrades with Bachie’s nephew, Bry, and that he had seen the band rehearse when he visits the pad. I think a month had already passed until it came concrete that his thought of knowing ‘me’ was true, capping it with “Small World”.

Dinner time. I love sitting beside my Mom with her rundown of events during the day. She tells that she had a great day going out with high school batch mates and eating around – from breakfast at Anabelle’s to snacking off doughnuts at Krispy Kreme made her a full load. I’m even surprised hearing from her that they rode a carousel in the mall, just for trips! Now that’s a bit crazy. I guess, once in a while, we need a little dose of that.

(Scott Pilgrim Vs. The World delayed posting this entry)

Tuesday ends. Til another treat comes along on my favourite day! Tfn…

Here’s the song that came to my mind while on my way home today.

“Shut Your Eyes” made mine open.


I guess the day was scorching hot today, well I wouldn’t know cause I’m staying inside the office every single day. But tonight it got a bit windy feeling it as I opened my window next to my desk. A sign that it might rain. Guess another season’s ending. I used to hate the rains. I hate the puddles and while walking, wetting my feet. But now I have learned appreciating every day. To be thankful for everyday is to wake up with a clear mind. There may be problems – in the office (not to mention the rants) but it just spices up the walls. Appreciating what we have is really essential in this life, or else we end unhappy, unsatisfied, and with a weary heart. To give a little walk through, traffic is worsening because of that stupid driver who, again, cut your way or that jeepney picked up a commuter or just stopping in the middle of the road waiting for someone to take the ride, or the road is under repair – again! (what the?), tntc! But to avoid being bothered by these, solution is to just leave the house early and let the traffic flow. Yes perking up is quite hard especially when it’s really early but it’s just a matter of conditioning yourself towards the day. On Saturdays, I still have to wake up as early as 5:30am. And so I get up with my dog alarm (cellphone alarm and Pappy tries sneaking up his nose under the sheets), boil water for my daily dose of hot chocolate and watch the telly while preparing my lunch sandwich. Good thing there’s AVO sessions on DW channel every Saturday. There I caught Snow Patrol, Jazz artists, Flutists, etc. And among those, this became an instant favourite: MARK KNOPFLER. I fell in love with this song and it really made my day.

And this one from Robert Plant and The Band Of Joy too, called “Harm’s Swift Way” (originally by Townes Van Zandt)

AVO sessions really got me out of bed on Saturday mornings… Snow Patrol’s “Shut Your Eyes” made mine open.

So don’t heave another sigh… Rise and shine, and just isolate the good things hidden “on a hot sunny day or a stormy weather too…” ๐Ÿ˜‰

Hugging the House on Holidays


ImageHugging home this holiday break ~ah yes! It’s a long-extended weekend! The break we all had been longing for. But we gentlebuds will spend it in our homes. I couldn’t enumerate the hassle of going out of town or even out of the country for it might ruin the whole idea – but then go ahead (and not to mention the spending). As long as I’m staying IN. Meanwhile, I have been decluttering for months and enjoying how to maintain the house. Call me the handyman, I don’t mind. Having exposed to home depots and builders shops makes me curiouser and curiouser when it gets to building and home making. How to make things easier around the house with things found around the house and other practical stuff that can be a good buy and not feel guilty after, unlike shopping and spending for clothes. I guess, it comes with the age ๐Ÿ™‚ But no, in fact, I put some sea creatures in the bathroom a while ago for my nephew to look at while he’s in the happy room. The Playful in me.

And it’s not that just because we’re on stay-cation, we’ll all be lazy lying around. But we’re on our tootsies making new melodies. Best time to relax and bring out the beastly beats pending for a long time now. The captain (Monch) had been sitting on the keys for half day. And as for me, I am for wordplay. Write right? So for now, random thoughts, blues and moods storms my paper.


Unknown quote goes “Kill them with kindness”…

It’s another Tuesday, my favourite day… (Noticed I liked spelling favorite with the letter ‘u’) ๐Ÿ˜‰ Every day’s a rant in my work hole, yes I have rants, though kept inarticulately. I’m a mouthful in mute, a thousand thoughts in quietude and a hundred images in stillness.

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Sadly Mindful


“Some music makes us sadly mindful of a loved one who is no longer with us. Even in the sadness, don’t be afraid to hum along, for in so doing we realize that their song continues in us.”

2 years ago, my aunt was diagnosed with pancreatic cancer – at stage 4, I couldn’t believe at that time since she seemed to look normal and cheery as she always were. She would laugh out loud over a thrown joke, in her signature laugh. And everytime we go to her house in Bulacan, she would offer us cheese curls in cans or chocolates, for her husband, my uncle, works in a cruise ship and you know how balikbayans bring for treats or in Filipino “pasalubong”. I also loved going to their house because it’s so cozy, minimalist and neat ~ and my favourite! They loved dogs! I remember them having a cocker spaniel named “Duke”, and another spaniel which name, if I remember right, started with the letter M, and lastly a big labrador retriever. On summer vacation during holy week, we would go to Baliuag (her home town) to watch the famous procession of big saint statues after a long day of food feast.

It was a tough fight auntie, but I know you are resting in peace now. Thank you for the times we had, even the shortest moment.

“Worms and Angels” by Echobelly

Here and now,
For you and I know,
True love is deathless,
These crumbling days are ending,
By my side,
Let’s walk in the garden,
We’ll sleep in the ivy,
We’ll be with the worms and angels.”

Tuesday Blue


I grew up in the early 80’s. I remember playing with my brothers with toy guns and wrestling and in school, ask my girl schoolmates where they bought their pink bags and shoes. That’s because I always had my stuff in blue. A Tuxedo-Sam backpack and my favorite blue Tuesday rubber shoes. (That is P.E. day on Tuesdays!) Maybe that’s why until now, Tuesday had become my favorite day ever since. Boyish, yes. My idols, and heroes – my brothers.

My Kuya had been a deejay since his teenage years. And I always watch him spin. He also always taught me the artist he was playing on the turntable. There was this song about Harry Houdini and that a woman telling “I’m your Venus”. His favorite was the White Horse. (Danze!) Hehe, he wasn’t home quite every night hustling & cutting rugs at famous discos. His drawer was always filled with Equinox tickets!) I learned feeling, listening and tasting music – well dance music in this case.

Find something interesting yet? ๐Ÿ™‚

My Diko, (Hey doc!) can be described and summed that character of Dexter, remember “Dexter’s Laboratory”. Well, our age gap wasn’t that long so we got along well. He taught me the world of science. Everyday I remember he’d mold little creatures with Dad’s wax or “pagkit”. That’s his substitute for clay when ran out. Pagkit is used to hold diamonds and gems for jewelries. Dad always had one on his working table and his work shop is like our place for playing “mystery adventures” – finding stuff we can play with. One crazy thing I’d never forget was this instance, on a quiet afternoon, he comes yelling “Fire! Fire! Water! Water!” (He was a bit inglisero already back then). Experimenting in the backyard with flammables, and whatever that was I wouldn’t know. But he was laughing after that burst of flame. Like, discovering a wonder.

When I was 9, I found myself fond of the karaoke. Daddy had this 2-deck cassette player with an amplifier built in. His beer buds during sprees would plug in as I recall a sunburst stratocaster electric guitar on that singing machine. Mommy always told me, even in these days, that I’d always play on cassette and sing along with “Blue Kiss” by Jane Wiedlin. Well, until now I sing along with it and have it on my player. I guess some things never change at all. And I guess there I found the kind of music I’d prefer since then, at a tender age.

To be continued…

Where I Was Today: “Northern Portrait”


So I was out for field work today. Skin went to a blush cause of the scorching sun… Traffic was everywhere cause of mall to mall sale around the metro, aside from the traffic enforcers, who’s I guess, enforcing the traffic themselves and the usual suspects – the violators. It was a hard day indeed from south to north. A/c wasn’t helping after all so I had to open the car’s window half way for air. I condition myself for this monthly trip cause it’s routine work for me. So I load up my player with the staples and add up some tracks craved by the ear from time to time to help me through the day.

This picture was taken during my last destination to a branch in Pampanga. But this was taken just along NLEX. (You can see my reflection in the dusty side mirror.) The long green fields caught my eyes where usually on this stretch I just find myself asleep passing along. There were plenty of white herons flying freely, in Tagalog they’re called “tagak”. I enjoyed my trip to the last stop I was headed. You can also feel the breeze cooling compared to the scorch sunrays in the city. And the smell of burnt dried grass or “sigรข” made me feel like I am home. Just appreciating the north, where I live and grew up in. When the school ends this March, I’m sure the traffic will move on this “Northern Portrait”. Have a great weekend everyone! โ™ฅ

Pristine


Hello gentle reader, so this is my first post for “Writhing Writings”. I’m no wordsmith so I hope you could spare a โ™ฅ while reading on my pristine entry…

Let’s see, today is February 28th. Weather (as per weather.com) is partly cloudy and feels like 92ยฐC. Yes, it’s summer and I’m already hearing plans (and some had gone already) on trips to the beaches and vacay spots. As for me, I’m staying in. I do love going out, especially with my family and friends, but ~ I just happen to come in this period when I’m totally appreciating the indoors. Not that I’ll be busy lurking around brag books and wit tweets (a little maybe) but there’s a lot to do around the house recently. I wanted to paint the living room all white and then accent with cornices in Mahogany, and that is when Dad will help me move all the old appliances, and I mean they’re old. Then the bathroom needs a little pipe fixing and the bidet, is again, working like a fountain. My room, well I needed a little storage for all my archived stuff but should be needed not too soon.

There… And to start working on this list in the house means spending it of course, at home. Which is roughly consumed by office work and spending the nights out. I just hope I could accomplish at least one of them before the season ends.

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