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| That kid looks like he's gonna pee in his pants. |
Thursday, January 6, 2011
yes, i know christmas is over
As I mentioned before, one of my favorite shopping malls in Manila is Power Plant at Rockwell. It's not too big, the layout makes sense, there are rest rooms everywhere, and the shoppers are all beautiful people bwahahahaha!
Tuesday, January 4, 2011
it's just acting... isn't it?
Last night, I had one eye on my iPad while watching a movie on HBO with the other eye. Yez, I can multitask like that.
I got to thinking, if someone were to ask me who my favorite actor is right now, what would I say?
There are so many of them, so I decided to narrow down my choices. Other than the fact that he must be a good actor who can transform himself into his character when he acts, I have only one other criterion: I wouldn't mind having sex with him. It's a good criterion, actually, since it immediately eliminates half-dead geezers and barely legal toy boys.
Bunny Rabbit's all-time favorite actor is Brad Pitt. To him, Brad Pitt is God, or a close relative of God. If I were a guy, I would probably think the same thing. After all, Brad was People Magazine's Sexiest Man Alive like a gazillion times. He's handsome, rich and he's got Angelina Jolie. He was the demi-god Achilles, the cool brother who ran away from home in Legends of the Fall, the guy who spent seven years in Tibet just because he felt like it, the Angel of Death, a psycho Nazi killer... plus Angelina doesn't care if he lets his facial hair grow until he looks like a grizzly bear.
My problem with Brad is that he can't act. He has only one facial expression. It's the "smiling softly while looking into the distance" expression.
I got to thinking, if someone were to ask me who my favorite actor is right now, what would I say?
There are so many of them, so I decided to narrow down my choices. Other than the fact that he must be a good actor who can transform himself into his character when he acts, I have only one other criterion: I wouldn't mind having sex with him. It's a good criterion, actually, since it immediately eliminates half-dead geezers and barely legal toy boys.
Bunny Rabbit's all-time favorite actor is Brad Pitt. To him, Brad Pitt is God, or a close relative of God. If I were a guy, I would probably think the same thing. After all, Brad was People Magazine's Sexiest Man Alive like a gazillion times. He's handsome, rich and he's got Angelina Jolie. He was the demi-god Achilles, the cool brother who ran away from home in Legends of the Fall, the guy who spent seven years in Tibet just because he felt like it, the Angel of Death, a psycho Nazi killer... plus Angelina doesn't care if he lets his facial hair grow until he looks like a grizzly bear.
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| Borrowed from flix66.com |
My problem with Brad is that he can't act. He has only one facial expression. It's the "smiling softly while looking into the distance" expression.
Monday, January 3, 2011
what can you buy for three pesos?
Last month, after my doctor's appointment, Ma suggested that we have a late lunch at the new place on the ground floor of The Block. It's called Tres.
The first thing I noticed was the huge sign at the door that said "Crispy kare-kare for three pesos only." Whaaattt?!
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| Tres is Spanish for "three", of course. |
The first thing I noticed was the huge sign at the door that said "Crispy kare-kare for three pesos only." Whaaattt?!
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| Too good to be true? |
Sunday, January 2, 2011
Saturday, January 1, 2011
my heart is ravished with delight
New Year's eve is like every other night; there is no pause in the march of the universe, no breathless moment of silence among created things that the passage of another twelve months may be noted; and yet no man has quite the same thoughts this evening that come with the coming of darkness on other nights. ~ Hamilton Wright Mabie, 1846-1916
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