Mindtrick

Malansa talaga siya. Pero masarap din naman lalo na kung may kasamang oyster sauce. At kung may maaring matutunan sa pagkain ng sugpo, ito ay ang pagkain nang mabagal upang matunaw ang kinain.

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At eto pa ang isang malansa pero masarap din namang kainin lalo na kapag inihaw - tilapya. Minsan nagtataka lang ako kung bakit wala silang masyadong taba. Tinanong ko ang nanay ko kung bakit pero di siya sumagot. Tapos bigla ko na lang nasabi na siguro ay dahil may swimming exercise sila lagi. Medyo natawa ang nanay ko. Pero sa loob-loob siguro niya sabi, “Ang corny mo ha!”

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Kung may lantarang mapapansin na paradigm shift sa panahon ngayon, ito ay ang pagturing ng mga tao sa monay bilang bagong pandesal. O sadyang masarap lang talaga ang monay ng isang bakery sa may bandang Makati.

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Minsan, wala nga namang magawa sa MRT kundi ang mag-isip. Sa bandang Boni kung galing ka ng North, may mapapansin kang billboard ng Goldilocks kung saan sina Kris at James yung mga tauhan sa larawan. May punchline kang makikita dun na nagsasabing, “Kay sarap magmahal ng Pinoy.” Tingin ko magaling yung pumili ng punchline na yun dahil parang may dalawa siyang kahulugan kapag pinakikinggan mo. Sa isang banda, maaari nitong ipinapahiwatig na kay sarap magmahal kung ang pinagbubuhusan mo ng pagmamahal mo ay isang Pinoy. Sa kabilang dako naman, parang sinasabi rin na ang ganda ng buhay kapag ang nagmamahal sa iyo ay isang Pinoy.

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At totoo nga namang ok lang maghintay basta huwag lang dalawang oras at basta may sundae cone siguro.

Your eyelids.
We move ours up and down.
Blinking, we call it.
It’s like a small black shutter that clicks down
and makes a break.
Everything goes black; one’s eyes are moistened.
You can’t imagine how restful, refreshing, it is.
Four thousand little rests per hour.
Four thousand little respites–just think!…
So that’s the idea. I’m to live without eyelids.
Don’t act the fool, you know what I mean.
No eyelids, no sleep; it follows, doesn’t it?
I shall never sleep again.
- Valet, Huis Clos

“Kung maaring lang sanang ipunin ang isang libong kurap para maging isang tulog.”

Our life is frittered away by detail… Simplify, simplify.
- Henry Thoreau

I guess oftentimes the key is simplicity.

Minsan kung saan-saan lang lumulusot ang usapan sa buong mag-araw. Lalo na kapag nagsimula ang araw sa bagyo tapos nasundan siya ng maning may halong lasa ng alat, tamis at anghang.

9:30 AM
Nagdala si Bogdan ng masarap na mani at nagsimula ang lahat nang nagtanong siya.

Bog: Gusto mong tikman yung mani ko?

Matahimik naman pagkatapos nun. Maliban lang sa pagsabi ng isa na masarap yung mani lalo na kapag may beer. Saka lang umingay ang lahat nang paubos na ang mani sa hapon.

3:00 PM. Napunta ang usapan sa….
Siel: …Usapang mani.

Vando: Ah vagina monologues, yun ba tagalog nun?

Ann: Hinde. Usapang p*kp*k!

3:15 PM. Yosi break at may naiinterview sa may conference room. Palabas ang lahat na nakapila sa electronic door.

Rall: Siguro iniisip ng interviewee na baka may flag ceremony sa pagpipila natin.

3:30 PM. Dulot siguro ng mani, naikuwento ni Rall.

Rall: Nung bata ako gusto kong maging ob gyne.

3:40 PM. Sa elevator nung pabalik sa stations.

Rall: Ano ba yung vagina monologues?

Ann 2: Theatrical show yun.

Vando: Oo. Maganda.

Mig (sa isip niya): Hhmm. Alin kaya dun ang maganda? Yung theater show or non-theater show?

3:45 PM. May announcement.

Yan: May announcement! Pwede nang umuwi ng 4:00.

Rall: Akala ko may mani.

Tapos nasabi na baka naman magfoforce leave pa sa announcement.

Mig: Forced leave? Wala na akong natirang leaves.

Tas sumingit si Ann…

Ann: Sabi ni Mely binabaha daw sila.

Ann: Pero nasa 18th floor siya.

At may announcement uli…

Tris: File na kayo ng OB nyo.

Rall: Ober sa Baha.

Vando: ob gyne?

Haay…. Kung hindi lang sana naubos yung mani. O kung hindi lang sana nagdala si Bogdan. O kung hindi sana bumagyo.

Wala itong post na ito.

Sometimes, pursuing joy can be as simple as this:

I was supposed to go to the bank a couple of minutes ago, but then it was raining. The good thing about it is that I was able to make some haikus.

It’s raining harshly,
And I’m out of the building,
Without umbrella.

Then in the elevator on my way up.

The elevator
Full of little cute toddlers
We want lollipop!

Check how haikus are made.

A colleague of mine, J.K., was delivering a speech when he mentioned:

"If you want to have a feasible business, offer what Google cannot provide."

To which I muttered softly, "Yeah, something like a banana cue or a camote cue business." Here is another post on the banana cue.

Seriously though, I’m quite excited to see the cool things that Google hasn’t provided yet online.

Here is a spiel of an LRT operator:

"Mag-ingat lang po tayo sa mga mandurukot."

Which is followed by a purported spiel addendum.

"Sa mga mandurukot, mag-ingat kayo sa amin."

It’s either the operator must have only forgotten to turn off the mic or you’re hearing it from an imaginative story-teller.

Check another MRT experience.

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Richard threw a cigarette butt in a trash can from a distance of a meter.

The American guy beside him remarked, "Good throw! Can you do it twice?"

Richard shrugged.

It got me thinking though of the myriad ways he could have replied. "I’m lucky when it’s Friday the 13th." Or "Let’s have a wager. A hundred bucks if I do it again." Or "I’m a basketball player." Or "I’m a volleyball player." Etc.

But then, I’m just a blogger.

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The Anitokid, Boolby, Fat Guy and Broken Bow were chatting one afternoon about theFortuner SUV. We were debunking the myth that the vehicle’s front tires are different from its back tires in terms of size.

One concluded, "That can’t be possible since it is just so impractical to have two spare tires!"

Of course! There can only be one spare tire. Which reminds me of impractical things like this one I found from the Foximus - the electronic version of Paper, Rock and Scissors.

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