Mitsuru

In case you haven't seen this one on YouTube. This is the video of the prisoners/ inmates of Cebu Provincial Detention and Rehabilitation Center (CPDRC) in the Philippines dancing to Michael Jackson's superhit Thriller... There are mixed views and reviews on this one but I won't add my opinion to the growing list. All I can say is-- most Filipinos are really born dancers. ha-ha.

I was browsing on the AOL website when I saw the news about the conviction of US Marine Leandro Aragoncillo for spying wherein he was sentenced to 10 years in prison for his crime. I logged in to the comment section and saw a lot of negative things about the Philippines and the Filipino people. I am no fan of Aragoncillo and I don’t like his bosses in the Philippines especially but when other people began lambasting us and giving their ignorant and obscure views of the case, I was compelled to do what every Filipino should do and is capable of doing---roll with the punches and give them what they deserved in return. Many comments were obviously from ignorant readers and since I have nothing else to do I decided to join the fray and give them hell if there is such a thing. Or at least give them my Piso- worth take on their issues and before I knew it I was on the warpath and everybody was fair game. I don’t know if I succeeded but as of this writing the ones who commented and insulted u

One college professor of mine whose face has a funny resemblance to one of the characters of the “Tatlong Itlog” fame/notoriety of Philippine Comedy once told his chemistry class that “some of you here have photographic memories” looking directly at me while he was seated in his desk and the whole class were busy copying some texts from the blackboard that he had written earlier. Only a handful of my friends have known this before; I finished my Bachelor’s Degree which was my pre- med course from Aquinas University in Legaspi without a single notebook in my possession. I never took notes and I managed to survive the course by reading the textbooks once in a blue moon (or when I am not under the influence of the spirits of the glass then) and most of the time by reading my girlfriends' notes on the subjects. Ha-ha. But no, I don’t possess a memory that will put the famous Savant Daniel Tammet to shame. It’s just that I hate taking notes because I can’t decipher my handwriting aft

I’ve been tagged about a week or two ago by my blog “berks”-- Salamin and Snglguy and I haven’t done my end yet. Sorry guys, I promise that the next post will be the much awaited---tararan-tadan, response. Nowadays, aside from getting home late at night or early morning from my shift at the ER, I spent my free time and waking hours wandering around town- watching concerts, shows, exhibits, street fairs, etc. The Summerfest is in full blast right now and I am taking every chance I get not to miss anything and make the most of it. Two years ago I had the opportunity to see some of the finest works of Auguste Rodin at the Detroit Institute of Arts for what I considered as “loose change.” If you’re not into “art” and the name doesn’t ring a bell to you, I’m sure you’ve seen a print of his famous “The Thinker” on somebody’s shirt, in books, posters, etc. Yes folks, he was the creator of that iconic man sitting on a toilet bowl! Kidding aside, considering the value, in

The United States of America was born on the Fourth of July in 1776 after a bitter War of Independence (a.k.a. The American Revolution) with “mighty” Great Britain. She is now celebrating her 231st Year of Independence… I am celebrating the birthday of my adopted country in the comforts of the living room with an ice- cold Bud in hand and broiled Tuna dipped in a mixture of soy sauce, sliced tomatoes and onions for “pulutan” made just like the way it is back home while waiting for the Macy’s Fireworks Show on NBC to start. Come to think of it, July 4 is also Filipino- American Friendship Day in the Philippines. I’ll leave the politics aside (there’s time for that and in another post probably) and instead focus more on the positive side of the holiday (at least, for now) and that doesn‘t make me less of a Pinoy for doing that, I hope. Many former "friends" from the good old days may disagree with me but and it‘s always a big but? And the debate on that will also come at a late

Every year while under the intense heat of the hot, hot summer sun… All roads in Michigan lead to Downriver ; that is all classic car enthusiasts in the Wolverine State and their cross-state neighbors to as far back west like sunny California and down south to stormy Florida, not to mention the Canucks from across the river would all converge into the biggest show on this side of town where many of the hottest rockin’ a’ rollin’ oldies but goodies automobiles that once ruled the roads of Continental America sashayed amidst the oohs, aahs and oh-la-las of the fascinated audience. The annual Classic Car Cruise in June draws a crowd of more than 500,000 people as they feast on the nostalgic sights and beauties of the pioneering American Automobiles of a bygone era and relive even just for a day or two the good old days in a massive show of booming engines and pageantry that can only be found in the heart of the American Automobile Industry. Cool Slideshows! The still steaming cars crui