Run, Tumnus, Run And Hide

The guys in my year level are collecting ten pesos per person per day. The goal? Save enough by the end of the semester and buy a live goat for pulutan. Yeah, cut me a slice of that!

JLC Word/s Of The Night 7

There were a lot of good ones last night: stupefying, bellyachers, miniscule travails... "Nek-nek", however, took the cake.

They Did It Their Way

In legal terms, this would be an alternative mode of settling disputes.

Thanks to beer, Pacman-Hatton fight on
By Roy Luarca
Philippine Daily Inquirer

MANILA, Philippines—A friendly dare over three bottles of beer cost Manny Pacquiao a million dollars early Friday morning. Those beers could also make him at least $12 million richer.

Again showing how deeply he values friendship, Pacquiao finally relented to fight Ricky Hatton after trusted confidant Rex “Wakee” Salud, a non-drinker, accepted his dare to gulp down the beers during an informal meeting of Pacquiao’s inner circle at the Shangri-La in Makati.

Just like that and Pacquiao “threw away” his demand for a guaranteed purse of $13 million, and accepted a 52-48 percent revenue sharing in his favor to do battle with the British ring icon at 140 pounds (junior welterweight) on May 2 in Las Vegas, Nevada.

Continued...

Thank you, Mr. Salud, for taking three for the team. Mabuhay ka!

Mo-pho: Flanggana!

"Rhetorical Devices" for $500, please.

Photo taken with my trusty Sony Ericsson K600i.

Um, what is "Alliteration?"

JLC Word/s Of The Night 6

Transcendental. And my old friend deleterious put in an appearance.

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JLC also announced Thursday that the Sangguniang Panlungsod recently passed an ordinance that my boss sponsored.

I went, “Huh?” He must have confused the office I said I report at with the office of one of the city’s councilor. I think I should correct that impression. Soon.

Toot

They posted last semester’s Dean’s List yesterday. For my year level it’s barely a list—only two names. Guess whose comes first. And no, it's not in alphabetical order.

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For the feat (naks, feat daw o) I received a 1979 Susan B. Anthony dollar. Coolness!

Wham, Bam, Thank You Man

Thanks to a bomb scare Sunday night, SM Baguio security guards are on heightened-bordering-on-praning alert. It means I get groped so much at every entrance point I should start handing over—or charging—money for each quickie transaction. I'm just passing through, Mr. Guard, I'm just passing through!

"Claro Ba, Guys?"

If the optometrist, while refracting your eyes, says, "Ang taas a," it must be because he sees a cause for concern—or he's being sarcastic.

To me it didn't matter which. All I cared about when I walked out of there with my refurbished glasses (old frames, new lenses) was that I could see clearly and far.

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[Hat tip to TnB for the hangover.]

Dumb And Dumber

I'm not the only one with a failure of intelligence episode. I proved this twice in the past few days.

Last Monday I couldn't get a cab home so I decided to walk. And because it's tourist season, the going was slooow.

Now, I hate slow walkers. But I have enough sense to realize there was nothing I could do—there's just too many people up and about this time of year.

The lady walking beside me didn't. "Double time, double time!" she barked at three teens ahead of us who were walking slowly.

The trio looked at her, then continued their conversation.

"Ang se-sexy n'yo namang maglakad!" the impatient lady said next.

This time one of the teens sassed back. "Eh ayaw naming mapagod, 'no!"

The lady said nothing more and concentrated on passing the three. But I swear, out of spite the teens walked even slower and headed the lady off whenever she tried to overtake.

In my mind I gave the three high fives.

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The following day, I stood in line at McDonald's next to a white-socks-and-orange-Crocs-wearing lady. After ordering seven Quarter Pounders with Cheese, she chatted with the girl behind the cash register.

"Alam mo, na-pickpocket ang wallet ko. Puro barya lang naman," she said. "Buti na lang nilagay ko dito sa bag 'yung pera ko," patting her bag's side pocket for emphasis.

Mo-pho: Big, Fattening Help You Are

I'm not a big cheese fan but I had to take this photo.

Photo taken with my trusty Sony Ericsson K600i.

Boy Bastos will go to town with it.