Miss You Like Crazy

Happy days are here again.

I can now pick my nose while driving.

Mysterious Ways

In the age of modern technology and when scandals of all kinds can be uploaded online, folks from the not so distant city of Dagupan still believe in aswang (ghoul).

Village men, armed with sharpened wooden spears, now roam the streets at night hoping for a duel with the manananggal.

Well, you have to admire their bravery.

I would have admired them more if they sharpened their minds instead.

The Social Network

Mark Zuckerberg is one lucky guy.

From a failed relationship, he established Facebook.

All Raft3r got from a breakup were unpaid bills.

Give Me One Reason

Why would any self-respecting man shave his armpits?

Post script: Swimmers excluded.

Game Changer

When death hits home, you realize just how fragile life is.

Cliche as it may sound (but) life is indeed too short to be spent dwelling on regrets and other trivial matters.

Suddenly, petty quarrels among family members remain just that - petty.

Death makes sure see the bigger picture.

Isn't it ironic how death turns out to be the best teacher in life lessons?

Good Old Days

Would you survive the day without your mobile phone?

Everyone's favorite gadget is now considered a necessity.

This is best illustrated by the following conversation.

Dude 1: "Bro, it's hard to imagine life without our cellphones, no?"

Dude 2: "Oo, nga. Kahit tindera sa kanto may cellphone. Bakit naman dati nabuhay tayong walang cellphone? (True. Even street vendors have them. Remember the time when mobile phones were not yet invented?)"

Dude 1: "Iba na panahon ngayon. Pag naiwan mo nga telepono mo sa bahay di ka na mapakali, eh. (Times have changed. Don't you feel uneasy when you accidentally forget your phone at home?)"

Dude 2: "Bakit naman dati kahit walang cellphone nagkikita pa din sa oras na napag-usapan? (How come before, even without mobile phones, we were able to keep all our appointments?)"

Dude 1: "Ngayon kasi madali ng mang-indyan. Isang text lang, may palusot ka na. (Now, you can just send a text message and make excuses why you can't make it.)"

That dude has a very valid point.

Extremely Loud & Incredibly Close

Raft3r lives in a compound composed of 4 houses.

Well, 5 - if you include mine. I live on top of the garage.

The inhabitants of this strange place have (unconsciously) decided that yelling is the best way to communicate with one another.

Every time I'm home, someone would yell: "Raft3r! Kakain na! (Raft3r, time to eat!)" "Telepono! (Phone call!)" "Labada mo! (Bring down your laundry!)"

I don't like this set up and it annoys the shit out of me. Yelling and screaming should be limited to horror movies. No exceptions.

The Bridges Of Madison County

Raft3r was so traumatized by this movie.

Who would have thought people of that age are still very much sexually active.

Losing My Religion

I have a weird relationship with God.

I pray a lot but don't go to church regularly.

I repent but don't confess before a priest.

I believe in Heaven but find the concept of hell ridiculous.

I seek for forgiveness but don't recite the Act of Contrition.

I'm not big on religious rituals. Apparently, The Roman Catholic Church is the mother ship of all rituals.

Regardless of how indifferent I am when it comes to religion, one thing remains certain.

I believe in God and (I think) that counts for something.

Post script: This entry is not a reflection on how I was brought up by my folks. They are extremely religious people. If there is anyone to blame, it's all me.

You Got It

The 7th time is the charm.

After 7 approved car loans, Raft3r finally bought his dream car.

It will be delivered right after Holy Week.

Boy, I can't wait.

That BMW X6 is one hell of a car.

Girls are gonna go crazy over it.

I'm will be dead broke. That car costs an arm and a leg.

But who cares?

I'll be driving a BMW in a week's time.

Yahoo!

By the way, Happy April Fools' Day!

Gotcha.