body parts

Have you ever been so familiar with a person's body that you know when a hair has gone missing? How about your own?


Shot with the Lumix LX3 on Dynamic B&W mode, f/2.0.

what is auto-tune?

While surfing the interweb, I am constantly surprised at the stuff I don't know about that actually exists out there. One example is the Jejemon phenomenon.

And now, I have found auto-tuning.



My question now is: Does the "I Am T-Pain" app really exist? Because I want it. In fact, if it only works on iPhones, I will go out and buy an iPhone just to be able to use this app. Can you imagine how many people I could annoy?

big eff-ing deal

From Yahoo! News today-- my source for everything that's going on in the world.

Click to enlarge.

What's the problem? I don't get it. He said that the girl was attractive. He said that she looked like a Gauguin painting. In what universe is this considered an insult?

What if he had said "She's got that Brazilian look"? Or "that Scandinavian look"? Or even "that Japanese look"?

W! T! F! Seriously. This is one case where political correctness has crossed the line to absurdity.

I think Frank McAveety should just go ahead and ask her out.

world cup + lego

I lurve it! Ang kulit...



Did you notice?

1. How so many of them are bald.

2. The instant replays. From different angles.

3. The English goalie's reaction to his huge slip which gave the US the score.

4. How the commentator seems to be speaking English, but you just can't understand what he's saying.

5. How Lego always makes you happy.

kinda cute

Should I be bothered by the fact that I actually LIKE the clothes that they're wearing and would probably wear them okay maybe not with the parasols?

Photo borrowed from cracked.com

Read more about the Japanese Lolita.

the end

Hey Jude Bar, home of the infamous White Party held every New Year's Eve, is closing its doors in about a week's time. It's perpetual Happy Hour from now until they close down, I heard.


I wonder what will take over this space. Abangan...

meat on skewers, yum!

I don't know when it started exactly, but people have been patronizing a lot of Persian/ Turkish/ Moroccan/ Middle Eastern/ Mediterranean restaurants lately. I'm not too familiar with these cuisines and tend to lump them together-- sorry about that. All I know for sure is that putting some meat on a stick and grilling them is very primal and calls out to the caveman in all of us. Oh, and if done correctly, it tastes soo-ooo good.

This past March, we were at Trinoma Mall in Quezon City and decided to eat at Shomal by Hossein because I'd heard nice things about their kebabs. The first thing I noticed when we entered was the funky yet romantic light fixtures.


The left side of the restaurant is lined with cozy booths that make you feel like you're inside a tent in the middle of the desert somehow. But with AC and comfy chairs. And indoor plumbing.


Ma and Bunny Rabbit pretended to examine the menu without their reading glasses. Both of them couldn't see a thing.


I ended up ordering for everyone. We had the mixed kebabs with a side of saffron rice.


Verdict: More and more, I appreciate the fact that in life, you get what you pay for. Shomal is pretty pricey, but the quality of the food is above-board. All of the kebabs were expertly done-- tender, moist and full of that exotic flavor that makes you close your eyes and transports you to another place or time. I'm a big fan of lamb and I was not disappointed. The beef and chicken were top-notch and the fish was perfectly flaky. But it was the shrimp that was the big surprise. It was smothered in this fiery orange sauce and popped in your mouth when you bit down. You could feel the exquisite juices spreading over your tongue. Fantabulous. And the rice was great, too. Real Basmati, real saffron, real butter. Oy.


Must. Go. Back. Soon.

taming a bookshelf

On Jessica Zafra's blog today, she posted some pictures of books. I don't know about you, but books really excite nerds like me. I love everything about them-- the earthy smell of paper and ink, the sound of the pages as they're turned, the feel of the tiny cracks on the spine...

Anyway. Ahem. I clicked on the link and saw this:


To the owner of this wonderful book case, reya., I lurve you.

In the Comments section, missdeville said:

It looks so pretty that way. One of my teachers used to say he prefer to organize by colours, because the first thing he remembered about a certain book, even more than the name, was the colour. And it works besides it looks really good :)

Yez, that's true!

photogenic

Isn't it gorgeous? I can't say it enough: It's the best camera ever.


This is a picture of my Panasonic Lumix LX3, taken by Wonder Dog, using Bunny Rabbit's Nikon D90.

hangin' out

Some people were dismayed when Starbucks opened here. They saw it as a sign of the irreversible over-commercialization of Boracay. But on a blistering day, it's a great relief to order a Frappuccino, hang around in free air-conditioning and read the papers. (Newspapers and magazines cost a fortune here, no kidding.)

Java Espresso Chip Frap and Apple Fritter

Bacon Quiche

I found this recipe in one of the magazines-- can't remember which one. It's very similar to Real Coffee's Jack-A-Lean Omelette, which I mentioned here.

I tried it at home. It's just as good. So now this is part of my Recipe Arsenal.

word salad

Sometimes, what you want to say and what you actually say are in different universes.

(This video is in Tagalog. If you don't speak it, I can't help you. It gets lost in translation.)

verbal diarrhea

If the fabulous Janina San Miguel was tongue-tied in the previous video, this guy just couldn't stop talking.



Real life is so much more entertaining than fiction.