Two videos and half-sized men.
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Girl power and a zig-ah-zig-ah, anyone?
Word of Mouth
“You scared yet, kid?”
I’ve posted this on my Facebook account yesterday, and I’m adding some of my friends’ suggestions kasi nakakatawa lang talaga.
So the question is, “Ano ang lalabas sa bunganga ni Jennifer Holiday?” (What will come out of Jennifer Holiday’s gaping mouth?)
(a) A schoolbus filled with noisy kids ready to slam on Jessica’s face
(b) The giant anaconda from Jennifer Lopez’ movie
(c) An angry dude-look-like-a-lady Steve Tyler
(d) An angry The Hulk
(e) Giant notes or in Filipino, mga dakotang nota
(f) Jennifer Holiday’s uvula na naghahamon ng suntukan
(g) Another Jennifer Holiday
(h) Lady Gaga as in this video
(h) Joey Marquez in that Bikining Itim scene
As of press time, leading ang E. Alam nyo na. 
Others speculated that Jessica’s scared as fuck because she:
- saw a boxing match and a singing contest, among other events, happening on Jennifer’s throat
- realized that her tiny head can fit inside that gaping mouth
Anyway, gag reflex anyone?
Moz-ta kayo?: Morrissey in Manila
The Philippine flag as a modern day tapis
Kamayan at stage right
Thank you Mr. Victor Basa for accidentally framing this shot.
In which he takes off his shirt and throws it to the audience.
Spotted: cute dude to the right, to the right
“Height advantage, yo.” – tall Caucasian dude
Within arm’s reach
Blonde Tutchang (sp?)
It’s like they’re about to do a high-five or something.
I’m sure this dude just had the time of his life.
Morrissey actually greeted the crowd with “Musta kayo?” but in my head it was “MOZ-ta kayo?” Hee-hee.
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The point-and-shoot I brought was giving me an attitude, so I was expecting all blurry shots. But hey, the photos came out pretty decent.
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Full story of the Morrissey in Manila experience (a very detailed account, I tell you) as told by my concert buddy.
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Oh and I sort of accidentally photobombed their photo.
That’s me pretending that I don’t know that this photo was being taken.
Richard and I don’t have any obligatory “Look-I’m-here-at-the-concert” photo, but at least we made an appearance on Divine Lee’s blog, my mop of hair included. So keri na rin.
Videos to be uploaded soon.
Need a lift?
So apparently, Coach Rio, the Philippines’ poster boy for running and big hair, has outrun an airplane. See here:
Well, last year at the Ad Congress I sort of challenged myself and tested my strength.
Ready for take-off.
If I can lift a plane, then I guess my workout works… right?
Headbanging Hedgehog
Our resident hedgehog headbangs to a song that tells the story of his life.
He’s a lonely boy, after all.
To me you are a work of art.
To me you are a work of art.
Something I made for a friend, in time for Morrissey’s gig here in Manila.
Sketch and watercolor washes stitched together in Photoshop.
I didn’t know Morrissey has a thing for quotatin marks. If that’s the case, then he’d have a grand time in this country as people like to unnecessarily accessorize their phrases and words with these punctuation marks. Hay.
Anyway, see you at the World Trade Center tomorrow. 
That Extra Push
Truth be told, I haven’t done a proper push-up since high school. We did lots back then, while training to become an officer for the now-defunct CAT. Joining the military was part of my options back then, haha.
Anyway. When I first signed up for the gym, I can barely do a girly push-up (btw, I’m slightly offended that it’s called a girly push-up because there are men who can’t even do that, owkay). Knees on the floor and then push. I can now and that’s what I’ve been doing for the longest time.
So last night, I had this random, what-if-I-try-it moment in this resistance workout class I attend: what if I tried a proper push-up? Just one. And if I can’t do another, then I’ll just get drop my knees. Wala namang mawawala. I was up for failure.
And so I lifted my knees and pushed myself off the floor. One. I can do it! Maybe another one. Two. I think I can do another. Three. And then before I knew it, I did the standard 16 push-ups to start off the shoulder track (which then proceeds to using plates and the barbell). I surprised myself, hahaha.
Now I can finally challenge a T-Rex to a push-up, yaaaaaay!
He also can’t clap his hands, much more do an Eagle pose in yoga class.
And is there a lesson to be learned from this? Well, yes. And that’s I’m actually stronger than I think I am. I just need to really push myself, haha.
Next goal: to challenge Chuck Norris to a push-up, yes?
When Chuck Norris does a pushup, he isn’t lifting himself up, he’s pushing the Earth down.
Not a Review: The Avengers
So I’ve finally experienced the spectacle that is The Avengers. It was a fun and funny ride, except maybe when I was trying to hold my pee after having my 2nd iced coffee during the movie. I had to give in to nature’s call shortly after and missed maybe 5 minutes of the film.
Anyway, I won’t pretend like I can review a movie like a friend effortlessly does. I leave it up to experts and the fanboys and fangirls. What I have our reflections and ruminations reeking with inanity. I’ve had so much caffeine and animal fat today (thanks to an impromptu lunch at Mercato)… so I’m sorry and here goes:
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Loki reminds me so much of Kevin Roy (who coincidentally is part of a band that sounds like Loki). With a tinge of Jared Leto.
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Wait, Loki’s got a scepter? He must be a queen! That said…
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“Thunderbolts and lightning, very, very frightening!” – Loki
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My brother believes Loki is from FEU: notice the tamaraw horns and the green and yellow swatches on his robe?
Could he actually be… Jose Viceral?
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It’s Robin Scherbatsky! Oh, there must be a punchline! I’m sure it will be legen… wait for it… wait for it… The credits already rolled and I was still waiting for it.
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We just had to say this out loud on Scherbastky’s last scene: “Kids, back in the day, your Aunt Robin…”
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That scene where Chris Evans boxes and then destroys the punching bag and then effortlessly lifts another one like it was a pillow filled with down feathers? Sir, yes, Sir!!!
He packs a punch, that’s for sure.
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Actually, that scene invoked some mixed feelings from my end: I want to run to the gym and lift the heaviest of weights and I want to swoon and gush repeatedly like a pubertal fangirl for Captain America. Et voila: a new workout plan!
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Ruffalo’s lines were absolutely smashing. I especially found so much meaning in “RAAAAWWWWWRRRR.” But come to think of it, there’s so much truth in “AAAARRRRRGGGGH” as well. It just hit me. Hard.
He comes from the school of hard knocks.
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What I would give to throw a tantrum like The Hulk, especially when I’m hormonal or when I haven’t slept or when I haven’t had breakfast and caffeine.
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Stark and his (unintentional?) How I Met Your Mother reference: “Suit up.”
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I’ve never watched any Ironman film. So now I know why everyone loves Downey’s character: he’s perfectly COCKy.
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But then again, behind every Black Sabbath shirt-wearing, science-loving man is a woman who in real life is a woman behind a man who sings about science and The Scientist.
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You know that scene where Ironman loses power after he has successfully catapulted the missile into Loki’s universe? That perfectly describes how I feel when I lose our internet connection. It’s like dying.
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Why do most alien life forms resemble crustaceans? It gives another dimension to the word hipon.
Ugly.
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When Samuel L. Jackson’s character lays his cards on the table (the blood-splattered vintage Captain America cards), he wasn’t really being completely honest, as Scherbatsky points out. Contradiction alert.
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Why do superheroes have perfectly coiffed hair no matter what mess they’re in? Exhibit A: Captain America and Black Widow. They can endorse hair products!
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So… if one always has perfectly coiffed hair, does this make him a superhero as well? I mean…
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On that note, Thor could use some deep conditioning treatment, don’t you think?
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A British accent really makes anyone intelligent and at times, sexier. As if Hemsworth needed help on the “sexy” part.
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But who wants to get hammered by Thor? I know many would grab that opportunity by the balls.
Time to get hammered.
Heaven’s on Fire!
Earlier this afternoon, Manila folks swarmed social networking sites with photos and status updates on how the afternoon sky was in an unusual red shade. From my office window, it looked like someone threw a smoke bomb or the whole city’s celebrating Holi (which I want to experience), except that only shades of red and orange were used.
Pantone 16-1349 TCX. Well, shades of.
I was literally seeing red, akalain mo yun? One can’t help but think: is this what the apocalypse looks like? Because if it does, then it is pretty.
And since the heavens appeared to be on fire, it is but apt that we play this:
Pardon my screaming and the “panning,” Blair Witch project treatment; I was jumping and dancing as I recorded this. Happy memories.
Themed Songs: Endorphins and Exercise
I can probably ramble all day about the benefits of exercise, but for the purpose of what I’m feeling right now, here’s one:
Exercise exorcises the bad vibes.
Whether I’m in a bad mood or feel like I’m about to get sick like today, a great sweat-out session always does the trick.
And so while I haul myself to this happy place, here are two “workout videos” featuring characters from the opposite side of the spectrum.
Let’s get some endorphins, shall we?
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