Sunday, June 28, 2009

Healed The World

Michael Jackson, despite controversies surrounding his evolving physical appearance and so-called "extra friendliness" toward young boys, is and always will be an unwavering force in the music industry. He will be remembered by fans and musical contemporaries as someone who had changed the face of pop culture forever (rightfully so).

I may not be a hardcore Jacko fan, but I did appreciate his genius. He was a musical alchemist; every song and melody stuck even when we made no conscious effort to like him or his work.

Now that this...legend has passed on, we are left with all sorts of memories of him -- the good, the bad, and the ugly. The last two will always be there, that's the undeniable truth. But, if we recognize how brilliant and kind and loving he was as an artist and as a human being, the rest shouldn't really matter anymore.

Have a look at these inmates from the province of Cebu in the Philippines -- convicted felons who, at least at one point in their lives made such grave mistakes against country and God, are now making-over their broken spirits with such powerful, life-altering avenues as music and dance. Their tribute to Michael Jackson is just outstanding. And for a few minutes, you forget why they're all there in the first place. CNN was there and here's the full story.

Friday, June 26, 2009

Thursday, June 25, 2009

School Boo-Cool

"If you lose your keys, don't fuss. If you lose your face, don't wince."

Uh, what's THAT supposed to mean exactly?!?

That was actually a sentence taken from a text book being used in public schools around the country. The same text book that contains about 600 other grammatical errors; that makes an average of 3 errors per page. Now, you think that's disturbing? Picture this: 60 or 70 students cramped in 1 classroom, SHARING said book, no doubt, because there just aren't enough (thank God). How can these kids be expected to learn in that kind of environment? How can these kids be expected to learn. Question mark.

It's not the same in ALL public schools, but still. It's atrocious. What puzzles me is that politicians would rather tackle the issue of a sensationalized sex video scandal than a graver, more pressing problem such as this one.

And we wonder why the nation is in deep sh*t all the time.

Wednesday, June 24, 2009

Tuesday, June 23, 2009

10 On Tuesday: Do Re ME

This week's topic is the 10 best sports plays ever. I'm all for sports; I have a few plays in mind right now. But, I thought I'd revisit the topic from two weeks ago -- 10 favorite things to do during "me" time -- only because I wasn't able to do it then. That, and I'm feeling a little deviant today. So, here they are...

1. Shopping. First thing that came to mind. First thing I always do during "me" time.

2. Watch DVDs. From old time favorite TV series to movie classics (and when I say classic, I usually mean those that came out in the 80's and 90's). Makes you feel old, doesn't it.

3. Visit to the salon. Have my hair trimmed/cut, get my nails done, maybe even a foot spa if I have the time.

4. More shopping. Grocery shopping included. That's always fun.

5. Blogging. Of course. This has been "me" time ever since I started.

6. Having food delivered. Home-cooked meals are awesome, especially when we have someone to cook for us always. But sometimes it's nice to just sit in front of the TV, make a few calls to your favorite fast food delivery place, and just wait 30-45 minutes until the food comes.

7. Play the guitar. Both Hero and the real thing.

8. Write songs, poems, short stories.

9. Sleep.

10. Run and/or walk. Maybe it's because I like running at my own pace, not having to keep up with or wait around for anybody. I enjoy running with friends, too, sure. But most of the time I like it when I'm left with my thoughts or just listening to my music full-blast whilst I run.

Friday, June 19, 2009

Show Me A Good Loser...

1. All children alarm their parents, if only because you are forever expecting them to be capable of creating the same havoc as you when you were their age.

2. Show me a good loser and I will show you a modest winner.

3. Downing an entire bottle of alcohol and a glass of cocoa as chaser is like eating an entire box of chocolate liqueurs at one time.

4. Too bad that all the people who know how to run the country are busy doing stuff that have absolutely nothing to do with the betterment of the nation and those who don't know how to think they do.

5. I have yet to hear a man ask for advice on how to combine egg whites and and sugar to create meringue.

6. It is impossible to think of any good meal, no matter how plain or elegant, without butter or garlic in it.

7. And as for the weekend, tonight I'm looking forward to a good run, tomorrow my plans include a quick stop at the hospital for my Godson's check-up and a night of getting wasted with Angelo and my friends, and Sunday, I want to kick back and relax!

Thursday, June 18, 2009

Shoo, Swine, Don't Bother Me

So, what about that AH1N1 virus, eh? There were like 64 more cases in the country reported yesterday alone, and the numbers just keep on climbing. I haven't watched the local news this much before, I must say.

Sure, other similar conditions, like Dengue fever, are said to be more fatal. Angelo and I had a pretty deep discussion about this last night. It's all just very...disruptive. Before I was even aware of the virus, I washed my hands every chance I got, carried antibacterial gel and spouted them constantly into my hands, and pushed doors with my elbows. I mean, how do I beat that?!

Maybe, I don't have to. None of us do. You become too careful and you find yourself locked up in your house with pasty skin and an empty fridge. Just be vigilant, I guess. Observe. Infer. Like a good 3rd-grade scientist would. You feel sick, you go to the doctor, not much to it.

Oh, and spit-swap with no one else but your better-half. In other words, don't be a pig. Easy, no?

Wednesday, June 17, 2009

The Great Fall Of

This was where my mom tripped/fell over, hard, in the middle of Chinatown in NYC. One of the cops who responded to the 911 call almost tripped himself! What the!@#$%

Some TLC from the FDNY.

Thanks, boys! (behave, Mother!!! lol)

Tuesday, June 16, 2009

10 On Tuesday: Things I'd Bring On A Deserted Island

This week's 10 has always come up in past conversations, most of them uttered with drunken abandon. So, I guess they don't count. Now, without further ado, my sober self brings you the official list of things I'd take with me to a deserted island (and let's all pretend I took a big ass boat to this piece of land, alright? Alllrighty then).

1. Guitar. I was going to say "iPod," but come on. Where would I charge it? I could put "portable generator" under #2, "gallons of gasoline" under #3, and "socket" under #4 while I'm at it, but that would be downright cheating. So, yeah, my guitar would have to do.

2. Something to write with/on. I'd hate to make paper from scratch (pardon the pun) and use my own blood ala Wilson's face as ink. A few good boxes of pencils and reams of paper ought to be enough.

3. Cutlery. For gutting and cooking purposes. Oh, and to sharpen my pencils, of course. I'd put "pencil sharpener" under #4, but that would be such a waste.

4. Matches. Quite a lot of those, I think. Yep, definitely a lot.

5. Framed pictures. To make my little hut a bit more homey.

6. Bagful of clothes. All sorts for different kinds of weather. And all adjustable, so when I lose weight they'd still fit me.

7. Feminine products. Surf the crimson wave like we girls are supposed to -- with superior leakage control.

8. Frankenstein. Not the monster, but my pillow Franky. It's traveled the world with me. Why not to this island?!

9. Sunblock. Gallons of gasoline would be ludicrous. Gallons upon gallons of sunblock is just plain smart.

10. Mobile phone with extra batteries and signal boosters. You know, for when I get tired of the castaway life and feel like rejoining the rest of society. "Uh, hello, Mr. Coast Guard, sir? Could you swing by for me later? Thanks."

Monday, June 15, 2009

Planning My Work, Working My Plan

"Seize the opportunity to take hold of the things that you want most of all. Ask yourself this question: What do I want people to say about me at my funeral? Get yourself back on track on the road to a fulfilled life by taking direct steps towards your desires."

That's what my horoscope for tomorrow says (yeah, I read it once in a while). Makes one think, doesn't it. I've had thoughts about what I should do with my life, what's left of it more like it. We all have, I'm sure. This bit just makes me want to ponder on it more, and I believe that's always a good thing.

What DO I want people to say about me at my funeral. More than anything, I'd like to be remembered as someone who loved much, regardless. Add "cool and caring mother, devoted and fervid wife, fun and empathic friend, dutiful daughter, inspiring bigger sister, kind, thoughtful, generous, selfless, free-spirited yet steadfast and persevering, compassionate human being." These and more good things, I hope.

I'd like to think my makeover has already begun. I even made a list of my areas for improvement; acknowledging the things I can change or improve on was the first step. I had a really ugly streak of depression not too long ago. It was an even bigger eye-opener for me. I realized that it isn't over until it is, and with every breath there is a glimmer of hope. With the help of family and friends, I dusted myself off and picked myself up. No, I haven't done anything remotely monumental. Not yet, at least. Baby steps. Sure-fire, almost full-proof baby steps (I only say "almost" because no one ever really knows for certain what's going to happen). I've got time. With God's Grace, it'll all work out.