Pounding The Keyboard

Since I’ve tackled death (death of Rep. Crispin Beltran, the incoming death of the local movie industry because of Mark Lapid’s epic, Apoy Sa Dibdib ng Samar and the possible death of the senate as an institution if we keep electing the likes of Lito Lapid as senators) in my previous post, I might as well feature a song here about death: a song entitled The Great Gig In The Sky. (You can find and play this song at the upper-right corner of this page.) The Great Gig In The Sky (the fifth track from the enigmatic Dark Side of the Moon album by Pink Floyd), is a truly glorious and exhilaratingly beautiful song about death. It has no lyrics, just a woman wailing beautifully and heavenly. Listening to this song is like listening to an angel singing mournfully. An angel grieving over and finally accepting the death of someone. As one music writer said about the song, 'it’s amazing how its singer perfectly captures death in this song. All the emotions of death: fear, sadness, excitement,

The nation was shocked when it learned that Rep. Crispin Beltran, a prominent labor leader, had died in a freak accident. He fell from the roof of his modest and unfinished bungalow. Another thing that stunned the country was the fact that Ka Bel, as he was fondly called by his colleagues, died a poor man. A copy of his statements of assets, liabilities and net worth showed that his net worth amounted only to twenty two thousand pesos, thus making him the poorest congressman. Las Pinas Representative Cynthia Villar's the richest, with net worth of more than one billion pesos. Yes, Virginia, in this country where many people are dying of hunger, where a lot of families live under bridges that are about to collapse, where people have to fall in line just so they could buy a kilo of rice, a billionaire citizen exists. In this nation where the term poor congressman is a first class oxymoron, it is truly astounding to know that a congressman ( a three-termer at that) is poor and, well,

Last night, I watched the DVD of Cloverfield, a movie about an unknown giant monster (about the size of Godzilla) attacking and destroying New York City. The movie garnered mixed reviews with many critics hailing it as one of the greatest monster movies of all time while others pooh-poohed it by declaring that it's ordinary, plotless and with underdeveloped characters. My take on the movie? It's a great movie, very exciting (it's a lot better, I think, than Godzilla and King Kong despite having a smaller budget) and has great speciall effects. The only downside is that it was filmed using a friggin shaky hand-held camera. Don't watch it, I repeat, don't watch if you're severely prone to motion sickness. If you're prone to seasickness and you still want to watch it, my advise is to take Bonamine or Dramamine first. Fans of this movie are saying that the hand-held cam technique (think Blair Witch Project movie) helped the movie a lot because it makes the viewe

After Charice Pempengco (Oprah, Ellen Degeneres Show), Madonna Decena (Britain's Got Talent), Renaldo Lapuz (American Idol), another Pinoy made the country proud by being featured on Oprah show and stunning its audience and making Oprah Winfrey cry a bucket of tears. "I said ghost, you madapacker..!" Here's allegedly what happened: A survey was conducted among Oprah Winfrey’s live audience. Since the subject that day was about ghosts, she started asking her audience these survey questions: Oprah: How many of you have seen a ghost? Please stand up! Amazingly, about 20 people stood up. Oprah: Wow , isn't that really phenomenal? And now for the next question- For you guys standing up - how many of you have actually spoke to a ghost? About five stayed standing up. Oprah: (At this point, really getting tremendously excited!) Wow, imagine that? These people actually spoke to a ghost. And now for the last question, how many of you five guys have actually made love to a

Ano ang nasa dako pa roon? Bunga ng malikot na pag-iisip, likha ng balintataw O halaw sa isang daigdig ng kababalaghan Di kayang maipaliwanag ngunit alam mong magaganap… Marami pa siguro ang nakakatanda sa pamosong mga linya na ito. Galing ito sa isang tanyag na katatakutang programa na may pamagat na Pinoy Thriller na ipinalabas noong Dekada 80. Kakaunti na lang siguro ang nakakaalala sa mga episode nito pero sigurado ako na marami pa rin ang nakakaalala sa musikang ginamit bilang soundtrack ng horror show na ito. Marami ang nagsasabi na ang musikang ito ang dahilan kaya lumabas na nakakatakot talaga ang nasabing programa. This show spawned another horror show, Regal Shockers . But Pinoy Thriller , with its well-written and well-presented stories about asuwang, witches, kapre proved to be more horrifying. It’s certainly one of the best horror shows that came out on TV. Pink Floyd ang may likha ng ‘nakapangingilabot’ na musikang ginamit ng Pinoy Thriller at ang titulo niyon ay “Sever

Kadidurs means kadiri. It's a word I picked up from my niece and her Friendster-wielding and YM-obsessed classmates. Do you know that your keyboard can give you several illnesses and that it can be dirtier than a public toilet which has been left uncleaned and unflushed for the last five years? You don't believe it? Then read the article in today's issue of Philippine Daily Inquirer or go to this link . Take a close look at your keyboard. Kapag may nakita kang mumunting uod na gumagapang-gapang dito, oras na para linisin mo ito. Kapag linta ang nakita mo, panahon na para bumili ka ng bago. "A, inday, nilinis mo na ba 'yong keyboard ng computer ko?" "Nililinis ko na po, kuya. Ibinabad ko po siya sa Zonrox, sayang, wala na po tayong Downy."

“Alam mo, tito, ikaw na lang sa mga kakilala ko ang walang friendster,” my precocious ten year old niece told me many months ago while she was in front of her PC redesigning and redecorating her Friendster account whilst at the same time chatting with her friends. “Igagawa na kita, gusto mo?” She told me I could find old friends and acquaintances through Friendster. But then, she later informed me, I could also do that without a Friendster account. So one day, while in front of my computer, I accessed the homepage of Friendster (which incidentally is the most visited website in the Philippines today and the 12th busiest website in the world; 60 million members and counting) and started typing names of old friends and acquaintances. I did find a few old friends but most of them were private profiles (meaning you should be on their list of their Frienster friends to be able to view their profile. I even saw an account of an old friend which primary photo was the photo she gave me. I don’