Pounding The Keyboard

The Philippines is a great country but it can’t be denied that some strange creatures are inhabiting it. Only in this country where you can find a former president, one who was kicked out his office by the people and who is a convicted plunderer, having the bravado to say, in effect, that he’ll run again for president if no worthwhile candidate, someone who is better than him, will emerge. This convicted thief was reportedly even quoted as saying that, “Ang kailangan ng bansang ito ay isang lider na matapat, hindi nangungupit sa kaban ng bayan, walang bisyo at tapat sa kanyang asawa!” Hundreds of lightnings allegedly streaked from the skies while he was being quoted but unfortunately, not a single lightning hit the former president. And according to the latest surveys, Mr. Estrada is one of the frontrunners in the race to the presidency in 2010. It is probably only in the Philippines where a government official/respected celebrity can make several commercials teaching impres

Komikon was held yesterday (May 16) and much as I wanted, I wasn’t able to attend because it coincided with a family occasion. I was with some relatives and we were trying to a make a bottle of Johnnie Walker Black Label history when someone in our group threw this intriguing question, “Hey, has anyone of you fallen in love with a married woman?” I didn’t answer; I wasn’t always wont to talk about my personal things even to my relatives but yes, I had fallen in love with a married woman. Really, no kidding. It happened many years ago, I was still young then and the law of gravity was yet to be discovered then. She was already married when we met but in spite of it, we still became quite close. We would talk almost everyday and would go out once in a while. But I soon realized that what I was feeling then was bad and decided to suppress it. I made that painful decision after that fateful night when I uttered this short prayer, “ Dear God, please, let her husband die in an accide

"Pacquiao's gonna run..." ---Floyd Mayweather Sr., Hatton's trainer After 349, 201, 400 commercials (yes, I counted all of it), greedy GMA 7, the Kabulsa, er, the Kapuso station, in cahoots with Solar Entertainment, finally aired the much awaited Pacquiao-Hatton fight. Pacman handily won the fight. The encounter's billed as The Battle Of East And West but I thought, after hitting the canvas for the third time in just two rounds, Hatton will go straight to the North, that is, the Manila North Cemetery. The Pacman was once again spectacularly awesome in the fight. Hatton didn’t know where the punches pummeling him were coming. The killer punch that finally sent Hatton to groggy-land was truly devastating. It was probably the left hook of the year . You can get high by just watching it, especially in slo-mo. Hatton’s brain seemed to stop even before that punch could land on his face. It’s obvious now that Pacquiao is more than ready to meet Mayweather,

Oskar: Are you a vampire? Eli: I live off blood. Oskar: Are you... dead? Eli: No. Can't you tell? I was surfing the net, looking for good movies to watch when I stumbled upon a review of this 2008 Swedish film, Let The Right One In. I instantly got interested with the film because, aside from that glowing review, it was a horror film. A vampire movie, to be specific. I have always been fascinated about vampires. I always try to watch and read movies and books about vampires. I immediately looked for a copy of the movie and watched it. It didn’t disappoint. It’s one of the best vampire movies I’ve ever watched. It’s definitely a lot better than Twilight (yes, that vampire movie which starred a male vampire whose face was always heavily powdered and whose girlfriend did nothing but gush on his perfectly gorgeous face); I even tried reading the book from which the movie was based but I just couldn’t finish it). Let The Right One In is about the relationship betwee