A SERIES OF UNFORTUNATE EVENTS
I wasn’t able to attend the Komikon last month that was held in SM Mega Mall, which resulted in me not getting my complimentary copy of my friend Randy Valiente's Pinoy Komiks Rebyu where I wrote a little article. I also failed to buy some comics/books which I was intending to feature/review here in my blog.
We were planning to attend the said occasion but a series of unfortunate events derailed it.
I’ll probably just hunt those materials someplace else.
Much to my chagrin, a few more unfortunate events occurred, some of them had catastrophic effects that would be felt not just by me but by the whole nation.
Two weeks ago, my computer monitor broke down. When I turned it on that fateful morning, it emitted an ear-piercing sound like it was going to explode so I jumped out of the window. Luckily, it didn’t blow up. It was my emaciated wallet which blasted when I bought a replacement—a Samsung LCD.
A few days after that and it was our stereo/DVD player’s turn to collapse. We put out our reserve DVD player and after two days, it also bade us goodbye.
Someone told me that probably, a spirit that hated electronics was temporarily residing in our house.
Three weeks ago, ousted President Joseph Estrada declared his intention to run again as president. This convicted plunderer—his battery of expensive lawyers all failed to challenge the tons of incriminating evidence presented in court— thinks that he has a chance of winning the presidency again because he is dreaming that on election day, the majority of Filipino voters would all be high on drugs and would have hallucinations of him as a present day Messiah.
Lahat ng magnanakaw sa gobyerno, ipakukulong ko dahil doon talaga ang lugar nila, he allegedly promised in his speech that day, which makes you wonder why he’s out in the streets, making slurred speeches.
A few days after that sorry incident, another politician with delusions of grandeur, Chiz Escudero, made news by bolting out his political party and taking himself seriously as a presidentiable. This man, who speaks like he is always reciting the Panatang Makabayan, thinks that he has a vey big chance of winning because most Filipinos’ brains had been addled by eating too much instant noodles.
A month ago, one of the funniest Filipino humor blogs, Hay! Men! Ang Blog Ng Mga Tunay Na Lalake, a blog that guided its followers how to spot real men and those who belonged to BB. Gandanghari’s tribe in truly hilarious ways bade the blogosphere goodbye.
And last week, I bought in Las Veg—err, SM, tickets for the Pacquiao-Cotto megafight. I hope that it wouldn’t turn to be another unfortunate event and Pacquiao would beat the hell out of Cotto.
Sabi nga ni Nanay Dionisia, Segi, Mane, teresen mu ‘yang se Kutu!
We were planning to attend the said occasion but a series of unfortunate events derailed it.
I’ll probably just hunt those materials someplace else.
Much to my chagrin, a few more unfortunate events occurred, some of them had catastrophic effects that would be felt not just by me but by the whole nation.
Two weeks ago, my computer monitor broke down. When I turned it on that fateful morning, it emitted an ear-piercing sound like it was going to explode so I jumped out of the window. Luckily, it didn’t blow up. It was my emaciated wallet which blasted when I bought a replacement—a Samsung LCD.
A few days after that and it was our stereo/DVD player’s turn to collapse. We put out our reserve DVD player and after two days, it also bade us goodbye.
Someone told me that probably, a spirit that hated electronics was temporarily residing in our house.
Three weeks ago, ousted President Joseph Estrada declared his intention to run again as president. This convicted plunderer—his battery of expensive lawyers all failed to challenge the tons of incriminating evidence presented in court— thinks that he has a chance of winning the presidency again because he is dreaming that on election day, the majority of Filipino voters would all be high on drugs and would have hallucinations of him as a present day Messiah.
Lahat ng magnanakaw sa gobyerno, ipakukulong ko dahil doon talaga ang lugar nila, he allegedly promised in his speech that day, which makes you wonder why he’s out in the streets, making slurred speeches.
A few days after that sorry incident, another politician with delusions of grandeur, Chiz Escudero, made news by bolting out his political party and taking himself seriously as a presidentiable. This man, who speaks like he is always reciting the Panatang Makabayan, thinks that he has a vey big chance of winning because most Filipinos’ brains had been addled by eating too much instant noodles.
A month ago, one of the funniest Filipino humor blogs, Hay! Men! Ang Blog Ng Mga Tunay Na Lalake, a blog that guided its followers how to spot real men and those who belonged to BB. Gandanghari’s tribe in truly hilarious ways bade the blogosphere goodbye.
And last week, I bought in Las Veg—err, SM, tickets for the Pacquiao-Cotto megafight. I hope that it wouldn’t turn to be another unfortunate event and Pacquiao would beat the hell out of Cotto.
Sabi nga ni Nanay Dionisia, Segi, Mane, teresen mu ‘yang se Kutu!
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