Thursday, October 22, 2009

Mescalito

The boys all went through Mescalito's powerful influence in terms of lulling and rocking them to dreamland and back.

Mescalito's eternal smile gave Andres and Ponso, and now Paco, that laid-back energy that connects them to different world dimensions (no wonder they see monsters, and dragons, and ghosts) releasing their endorphines making them enjoy their happy stupor.

Mescalito lives in their hearts and minds as it continues to help make their little corner in the world a happy place.

Check out Mescalito smiling and its ethereal effect on Ponso and Andres.






Sunday, October 18, 2009

reposts?

Is it called repost?

I copied and pasted almost everything i have typed in my old blogsite to this site to give me my peace knowing that it is already in this one site and I have no need to put on a link from this relative newsite to my old site to access my old blogposts. Fucking merry go round thoughts giving me a vertigo this early in the morning. What am I trying to say?

The blogs with dates at the end means that it was written or posted on the said dates , in the old punk rock tatay site, er, to give me my peace, that it was not wasted time writing them and not being accessed because it is in the old site. Er, never mind. It was tiring doing it though and I am at peace after doing it.

I've been out for only two days and I am already like this, or is this my usual self? fuck, I miss the boys.

Feeding the Tsunami Waves

Babies are wont to do crazy things and get away with it by virtue of them being babies. One crazy thing is to cry their heart out to get attention, at 3:00 in the very early morning (It is not even morning morning as people normally associates the morning). The cows are still actively jumping over the moon and the witches can still take their time perfecting their magical brew potions.

I sleep beside Paco’s territory and is the nearest to react to his immediate demands that borders from a milk bottle to attempted escapes from his pen. While his escape attempts seem futile at the moment, Paco would resort to bawling bouts that threatens the peaceful slumber of his brothers. If my tactic of stuffing Paco’s mouth with a milk bottle fails, I would get some books and throw it inside his mosh pit so he can maximize the quiet solitude 3:00 am mornings can give to budding booklovers.

Last time I did that move, a tsunami hit the Indian Ocean separating the fish from the sea.

August 18, 2009

Affirming Nietzche

Ponso has a ready made prayer prayed by him everytime he is asked to do it. “Lord, please help me to be a good boy.” Every night before going to sleep, he would beckon the high heavens to grant him his utmost desire, that is, to be a good boy.

But as he continue to wreck everything that comes his way, as he covers his impish plans with his cute smile, I begin to cast doubts whether Ponso’s God can actually hear him. Nietzsche could be right all along.

August 14, 2009

Monster Rock

Monsters are a staple in our house. The boys fucking love monsters that they breathe monsters in their imaginations and in their stories. They invent their own monster descriptions and describe it with their bulging eyes and exaggerated actions to stress the scare factor that normally comes with, well, monsters. Even Paco now creates gurgling monster-like sounds when happy. It must be the influence of his brothers.

Well, I fucking love REM on the other hand and can just discuss the greatness of their music and imitate Michael Stipe’s dance step in their “Losing my Religion” music video.

This music video bridged the gap between the boys’ monster attachment and my REM hangover.

August 4, 2009

Chinatown Manila

We’ve visited Chinatown in Manila twice since June to check out what its nooks and cranies offers to folks like us waiting to be surprised. After delivering Paco to his grandparent’s house, we were off to our adventure!
Without any photo devices to document our trip (which is now more of an exception than the rule) Thelma, Andres, Ponso, and I rode jeepneys that kept Ponso and Andres transfixed to the going-ons of the outside world while counting the passengers inside the jeepney and checking out the magical gadgets installed in the driver’s dashboard.

At the Arranque Market, we rode a Kalesa in a horse named Richard that carefully traversed the busy streets to Binondo Church manned by its owner, Mang Boy. It is not easy to decorate a kalesa with its aluminum sidings that can run up to P80,000 with its intricate designs. For our kalesa, Mang Boy, the driver, said that he had his designs made in Malabon. Richard the horse, he said, is up for sale for P30,000.

After saying our long goodbyes to Richard the horse, we stepped inside the Minor Basilica of St. Lorenzo Ruiz and was impressed with the new paintings adorning the church’s ceiling. One of the caretaker offered us a quick background of the painting and told us that a man named Joe (described as a ngo-ngo, a person with a speaking defect due to a cleft palate) from Balintawak, Quezon City was commissioned to paint the ceilings. The caretaker’s story about Joe was longer than the actual explanation on the drawings.

We then checked Carvajal St., the small interesting sidestreet, and entered Ho-land Bakery. Hearing my query on what the best hopia is, an old tsinoy offered his story on the history of the hopia wars. He said that Ho-land Hopia and P0-land Hopia came from the same family but was separated by family rifts. While Eng-Bee Tin Hopia made it big due to its Ube hopia. He ended by saying, “Hopia liked my story.”

We ate lunch at a full-packed hole in the wall chinese restaurant then bought Korean ice cream in a chinese store. The melon flavored ice cream was creamily good!

Walking back to Binondo Church, we again spotted Mang Boy and Richard the horse and offered us a ride to Intramuros. We were lucky enough to check out the North Mindanao exhibit at the Clamshell Hall and watched the show showcasing talents from that region. the singers from Cagayan de Oro belted out songs really good and the Oroquieta City dance troupe made Thelma teary-eyed with their dance rendition of “Pinoy Ako” (of the Pinoy Big Brother Fame). “

Ponso woke up as we prepared to ride the taxi home while Andres drowsily sat dreamily in the backseat.

July 8, 2009

Ponso is 3 years old!

Ponso’s 3rd birthday celebration last June 1, 2009 was eclectically fun as the unplanned party was made memorable by the antics of the children just being themselves.


We just ordered some food from a catering service to minimize the tiring effort of preparing and cooking the food before the party but it was good and delicious! We purchased 7 balloons colored blue and yellow and just decorated it with some cars stickers and bought notebooks with environment friendly messages to feed the minds of Ponso’s visitors. the cake was provided by Tita Lorie and Tito Gillette with a Winnie the Pooh statue from cousin Hallel’s past birthday as a decoration. His simple invitation had an Animal Mechanicals picture on it.

Then they played a body placement game using a world map where they step on whatever continent was called by game master Andres.

Even Paco enjoyed his nap while Ponso’s event was unfolding.

June 3, 2009