HAPPY BDAY DIEGO!

HAPPY BIRTHDAY DIEGO!!!!

At last! We got on a plane to nasPi last December 14. I escaped the horror of the resignation process. Success! Now I'm undemployed. Rats!

We celebrated our sons birthday with a simple dinner with our close family at a resto in West Ave QC. No time to plan a big one...wala daw kasi yung Barney mascot.

Blog later!

Keep reading www.pinoyatbpa.com!!!

Merry Xmas!!!

MINUTE MAN

12 days before the big day and not my resignation papers are still not out of that freaking head quarters! I thought that military personnel are supposed to be disciplined and prompt with everything especially their jobs. It turns out that they are like the military in Pinas. But at least there you can find somebody that you can lubricate with cash, and they can fix your problems in a flash. Now, if I only knew of a greedy scumbag fixer that can get the job done if half the time then my problems are fixed.

There had been several of my friends who underwent the resignation procedure, but I have never heard of any of them being summoned to the HQ. It is very peculiar why they would ask for me. Could they have mistaken me for somebody else? But for whatever reason I want to get that appointment from Amal and get this over with. The guy at the unemployment line wants me to join them for a beer later on.

Sadly, I am not the only one affected by this paper chase. My wife could not sleep to the fact that she might travel with my 11 month old son alone. Babies can be a pain especially when it comes to traveling. They have more energy than a junkie smoking crack cocaine.

APIR!

I heard that Karel Marquez is the covergirl of this months FHM Philippines.

Now thats another reason to come home too! Bwahahahahaha!

NEED FOR SPEED 2

I'm soo into NEED FOR SPEED 2!!! This is by far the bestest game that I played. I got to costumize my Honda Civic into a mean machine with unique rims, unique carbon fiber spoiler, carbon fiber hood, cf mirror, cf roof scoop, xenon headlights, pearlescent black base paint, red thermal painted brakes, red thermal painted exhaust tips, level 2 engine, level 2 transmission, level 2 ECU, level 2 suspension, level 2 brakes, level 2 tires, level 2 turbo, and professional level 2 wet NOS. Top speed 200+kph!


And then I also have 29K money in the bank and currently signed up with my 3rd racing sponsor. cool!!!

PINOYATBPA.COM

There is a website coming up this December called www.pinoyatbpa.com, and they invited me to be one of the writers. Now how cool is that?! Watch out for our launching next month.
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Lately I haven't been writing here because I'm soo sucked up with my resignation. My boss is telling me that they will approve it but there is no proper action being done to process my papers. They keep promising that it can be processed in a matter of days...which is a total bull! I don't know of anyone who's papers were processed in 10 days. Double bull! Now I can completely say that I understand what Janjan wen't through a year ago. Ain't that right Janers?!

As for the people asking me where I'm going after Bahrain, all I can say is...let's wait until next year. I don't know where I'm going either. Probably just waiting behind the unemployment line. Or! Me and my navy seal friend Ed can build our own farm and breed war freak street fighting roosters. We love our cocks!

I just wish that we could go home and rest for a while. But most importatly we want to go home to witness Jan and Ed tie the noose...I mean tie the knot. We can't wait to hear them say their wedding vows. I don't know whether I'll cry or pee laughing. Maybe I'll do both, but that I don't want to steal the show. We'll see...

But before they do something stupid like I love you, I want Ed to have a proper stag party. The thing that I did't have before I was married. I'll ask my wife to close Chico's Gay Bar to have a proper party for Jan too. Or if they want we can interchange the venue. It will be the Kulasisi Strip Joint for the girls, and the Adonis Gay Bar for us, which ever they prefer.

PARTY! PARTY! PARTY!

posted by TAKUSA

BIG

I recently tendered my resignation to my boss. Now I’m looking forward to stand at the unemployment line and get my much needed break. All these changes that’s going on at work seems to take its toll on me. The sound of being a bum terrifies me. Now I’m wondering what’s ahead for my career and family life. Kamote planting is not attractive for me. Perhaps its time to follow up my career in showbiz. Big Brother here I come!!!

DIE BASTARD! DIE!

Jerry! Jerry! Jerry!

About a month ago I wrote to the letters section of the Gulf Daily News regarding the traffic rules of this kingdom. It was nice of the editor to publish my inquiry, and I think it was a cool thing that I can get an answer for the questionable speeding ticket that I received for my birthday. But surprisingly after a week somebody answered me in a foul reply insulting my intelligence, as well as my driving skills. So I wen't back to my letter (chanting "Die bastard! Die!) hoping to find a mistake before I go ahead and kick this guys ass. I didn't find anything wrong with it. But I probably should have worked on it more before I decided to hit the submit button. I just can't help it, I'm a trigger happy person.

So what's wrong with this story? I'll tell you what? The editor of the newspaper is watching too much of the "Jerry Springer Show". How could he let the readers to be insulted in public? I felt like crap after a while, and then I decided that I am not going to write another comment on that silly newspaper. Instead, I would guest on the Jerry Springer Show and slug it out with the cheap-shot-low-life.

Thank God I didn't have telekinetic powers at that time.

BLOG POWER

A few months ago there was this kid nicknamed Pyro was showcased by Kwentong Tambay. This kid has some cancer or leukemia or something, and his wish is to see Batista the wrestler. It just so happened that he was on his way to the Philippines for a wrestling match. The word spread through the blogging community and his wish was granted. You can read it thru this link.

RETROSPECT: "A FOUR OF FISH AND FINGER PIES"

I have been struck over and over by the Beatlemania eversince my uncle introduced them to me. If I may recall most of these introductions are by 8-track tapes. Sometimes it seems that their songs will live forever. But what I like about them the most is how they relate their songs to real life experience. Take Pennylane for example. The song takes you to a journey to a place where they grew up. And everytime I listen to it the more it reminds me of my own place in Navotas. Lets slice the song one piece at a time and I'll show you how I relate to it:

PENNY LANE
by The Beatles

In Penny Lane there is a barber showing photographs
Of every head he's had the pleasure to know.
And all the people that come and goStop and say hello.
On the corner is a banker with a motorcar,
The little children laugh at him behind his back.
And the banker never wears a mackIn the pouring rain,
very strange.
(In Navotas I had a barber showing his sons photo's. His son has just graduated to become a police. One of the quickest way to get power and money. Every afternoon he sits on his chair and raises his snakeskin cowboy boots on the table while he enjoys his cold beer. One afternoon, the barber next to him noticed that his dentures fell on the floor. They all laughed at him, and when they checked he wasn't breathing anymore.)

Penny Lane is in my ears and in my eyes.
There beneath the blue suburban skiesI sit,
and mean while back

In penny Lane there is a fireman with an hourglass
And in his pocket is a portrait of the Queen.
He likes to keep his fire engine clean,
It's a clean machine.
(In Navotas we had a neighbor who was a fireman...he didn't have an hourglass but he always carry a glass of Ginebra San Miguel Gin. No wonder why they were always late for a fire.)

Penny Lane is in my ears and in my eyes.
A four of fish and finger piesI
n summer, meanwhile back
(for this one you have to click the link and read about it in the facts and figures section. But one thing is true...we do have a lot of fish in Navotas.)

Behind the shelter in the middle of a roundabout
The pretty nurse is selling poppies from a tray
And tho' she feels as if she's in a playShe is anyway.
In Penny Lane the barber shaves another customer,
We see the banker sitting waiting for a trim.
And then the fireman rushes inFrom the pouring rain,
very strange.

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BTW read the Dear Diarya. He'll be featuring the cover of the book that I made for him...he mentioned me on his blog also. cool!

RETROSPECT: "MELTS YOUR MOUTH NOT YOUR HANDS"

A friend of mine once asked me why retrospects are better than the actual event that happened. I told her that it's because retrospects play back at twice the speed or even faster, and only the good details are filtered and saved in our memories. So let me give you some of my retrospective views. These topics will be in random and will not be in order…that’s why they call it random! Bwa-ha-ha-ha-ha!

I stumbled into the song TEENAGE DIRTBAG by Wheatus while I was playing my mp3 collection at work. And I immediately remembered the pretty little girl with dazzling dreamy eyes MENA SUVARI. She is a total hottie like my wife (playing safe). The MTV was a mix of scenes with the band and clips from the movie LOSER. I definitely liked the part when Mena started singing "I GOT TWO TICKETS TO IRON MAIDEN BABY. COME WITH ME FRIDAY DON'T SAY MAYBE. IM JUST A TEENAGE DIRTBAG BABY LIKE YOU."while she walks towards Jason Biggs. Imagine that a hottie like that would walk up to you in slow-mo actually say that, would you melt? I would.

FALLING DICK AND THE MESSAGE IN A BOTTLE

Flash report!

Somebody stole my cars emblem last night!

I hope your dick falls off buddy!!!

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My friend Sarah just got back from the US and had an exciting experience finding a message in a bottle. No kidding! She never told me which kind of bottle the message was in. It could be very valuable clue to know that person. Say for example it’s an empty bottle of soy sauce then it could mean that the person is a Japanese. Or if its in a bottle of Budweiser it could mean that he is a red neck. A bottle of baby oil could mean that he has a baby or he is gay. There are a million possibilities!

Anyways, she found out that it came from a middle aged lady or Pakistani origin who wants to share her loss and her dreams…but mostly about her lost love. So if you guys know a Tony Khan (could it be the decendant of Genghis Khan or Odette Khan? Who cares!) from Dubai, let him know that he abandoned a woman who looks like Pamela Anderson.

The most interesting part about it is that Sarah picked up this bottle what could she be thinking? Could she be hoping for a Genie? You watch too much of those Walt Disney cartoons my friend. Haha! Peace! But what the heck, these things don’t happen everyday. Cool huh?

And then, when she saw the date and the time this Paki-lady has cast-away this message in a bottle she found out that it was just a couple of hours. So boys and girls, the moral of the lesson here today is that when you get trapped in a deserted island like our good friend Tom Hanks don’t bring an empty bottle. Coz even if you throw it will only be washed out within that beach area. It is better to bring a pair of ice skates like Tom. You can use it to knock your tooth out or open coconuts with it if it's sharp enough. And uh-uh! Bring a football just in case you get lonely!

NIRVANA

Me and Peer were having a conversation regarding friends and how being an expat changed our lives. It really does. And then we touched the topic about India and how things are done there. Then I told her about my little cousin who is in Mumbai. She was taken there by her father eversince my Aunt Edith died about 4 years ago. He suggested that I call her. I told her I don’t know what to expect. Years ago when I last spoke to her she was just laughing and giggling like she doesn't know what I'm talking about. I miss her so much, and this prompted me to call her. Since Peer is here, he will help me to talk with them. It's not so easy to understand their English heavily tinted with Hindi.

I was so surprised when she spoke to me. She see to be very bright and outspoken. Her English is very good! She has been trained well in school and she's well mannered. A trait that lacks some Pinoy kids her age. I'm just glad to know that she still remembers me and the rest of my family. The sad part about it is that she didn’t receive any of the letters that I sent her. I don’t want her to forget me or my family. She means a lot to us because she is my favorite aunt's daughter.

The phone call still lingers in my ears. I promised to see her one day. But for now I have to be contented by writing her a letter to let her know what's happening to me.

Its amazing what a phone call can do.

WIN A CALENDAR

Wow! I just received a ton of email asking for a copy of "The Honeyspot 2007 Calendar"! But like I said, this is a unique item that I am going to giveaway to the lucky winner who is going to email me. So if you want this great calendar with this one of a kind picture don’t waste time and send me an email at sinneddc@yahoo.com and I'll be happy to send you the 2007 calendar. I might also give a copy of the Kwentong Tambay book…if I have the money. So send me an email now! This promo is good up to October 30.

SECOND ANNIVERSARY

I made my first blog entry on October 10, 2004. I can't believe that it's been two years? wow! I have never kept anything for this long except for a cheap pair of briefs. But I sure do intend to keep this blog for as long as I can. Nowadays, its just impossible to write anything with my schedule.

How do you guys feel if I tell you that I'am going to have a raffle? The winner will win a one of a kind The Honeyspot jologs calendar! I'm not kidding! So if you want to join you got to send me an email at sinneddc@yahoo.com and tell me that you want to win this one of a kind calendar. We'll be picking up the winner by the end of October.

KWENTONG TAMBAY

The book is finally out! It's no surprise that Nicanor David's blog would someday be compiled in a book. And why not? This is probably one of the funniest pinoy blogsite I've ever visited. For me Batjay is probably the new male Jessica Zafra. I can't wait to get a copy and read it this December. By January I can use the pages to wrap my favorite Tinapa. => Now go out and get a copy!

Batjay, magkakaron ba ng "Kwentong Tambay" the movie?

I wonder if "My Dear Diarya" would someday be a book? Ok yun Mr_D! Print the pages on toilet paper para pagkatapos basahin puede ng gamitin at i-flush! Hahaha!

BIRTHDAY BLUES

Every year before my birthday I always feel down. There's an eerie feeling like loneliness that I can't explain. When I was in my 20's I could pinpoint my blues to aging and a feeling lack of accomplishment. I loathed reaching the age of 30 because those numbers sound old and all the younger women would think that I am geriatric. But after crossing the 30 something line I don’t bother about it that much. Well who cares anyway?

When I was about 4 years old (I think) my grandfather used to tell me that I'm exempted to take a bath on my birthday, and I can do anything I want. The usual thing would be a trip to Luneta Park, and then I'll have to eat fried chicken. Fried chicken is not my favorite. It's just the fashionable thing to eat at that time.

I will play to my hearts content. Not even school can stop me climbing the pungent giant shoe slide/porta-john in Luneta. Why is it called Luneta anyways? Does it have anything to do with the moon? I'll wiki it later.

If its not the park I would prefer the Zoo. I love animals! Got lots of friends like you reading my stuff right now. Hee-hee! There is the old elephant near the entrance, the crocodile that doesn't move, the snakes that is good in hiding (or probably the cage is empty. That’s very Manila-zooish.), and the lions. My personal favorite is Peter the Orangutan. There is a sign outside his cage warning everyone to be cautions upon approaching the cage because the monkey spits…and throws monkey shit on people. He is so hilarious! Throwing shit! Hahahaha! Which reminds me of my boss. Maybe I should call him Peter?

After my field trip we usually go back to Navotas and my father will bring me to our relatives. My uncles will roll up the big bucks for me. Sorry I don't take coins. After giving the money they'll say this money is for your milk. But after I we go home all the money goes to mommy. Later on that cash will vanish without a trace. If my mom was an accountant for a corrupt government official, we would have been rich.

Nowadays I want to have a small party with my family and friends. It always break the blues. My friend Dondie already pledged a bandehado of his special Pancit. Now who wants to pledge for Vodka? Hehehe! But to keep it sweet and simple I only want a kiss from my wife and my baby boy when I wake up.

CENSORSHIP

FREEDOM!!!

That is the cry of Mel Gibson in the movie "Braveheart". Now it seems that I too have to shout it out to the computer department. Over censorship crap! Why do they have to block the good websites including http://www.wikipedia.org/? What is the point of having an internet at work if you can't access the best of the best of cyberspace. Now I keep checking my site if they have blocked it. Don't you dare computer guy! It's not worth it. They will not promote you to senior computer guy anyway.

RELATIVITY

I forgot to tell you why me and my sister call my grandmother "Lola Dagat", well here it is. When I was young I'm confused when my parents ask me to go to my Lola. And I always ask them which one? (And believe it or not they still confuse me up to now.) If memory serves, I think it was my father who coined the name "Lola Dagat", because they live near the sea. Guess who she's married to? If you guessed "Lolo Dagat" then you must be a genius! You deserve a Nobel Prize! My grandfather's real name is Felix. The most handsome grand-daddy in the world!

LOLA DAGAT

ANGELINA BONZON DELA CRUZ - "Lola Dagat" (Lola = Grandmother / Dagat = Sea) as me and my sister fondly call her, has left us yesterday August 17, 2006 at 8pm Manila time, and is now in the arms of our Lord God. May you rest in peace Lola! We love you very much.