Birthday Blow

What could be worse than getting an F mark on your 29th birthday? Getting two. There's something really wrong when you hear great feedbacks while working on a project and then, come evaluation day, you don't even reach 70%. I had to dig up my talent in haggling to get the super subjective checker to reconsider the concept maps we were forced to do. Good thing, my new pair of Prada dampened the blow and I sashayed through the rest of the day as a birthday boy should.

Regal Shocked, Not!

So I was having my late lunch of Street-Style Pad Thai from Green Mango mixed with Pork BBQ from Aristokrat (not the real one with a "C," but definitely tastes as good) and I felt the urge to go Bakya, as usual. Channel 606 costs about 18 CAD/month and satellite TV is not allowed in the pad so I thought I should make do with it no matter how creatively-challenged the stations they carry are. Do you remember Regal Shockers? Yes, exactly! Mother Lily's baby. The show starts with a grim reaperish being bearing a neon-lighted scythe and orbicularis oculi. A big blast from the past 'coz the episode stars Pinky Amador, Laarni Enriquez, Dennis Roldan, and some 80's Regal Babies I don't remember. I remember watching it wide-eyed with my sisters and yaya everytime it's on and then having to imagine monsters in the dark in my room after. Talk about PG TV back in the 80's?! I din't care and din't know about CGIs and prosthetics then, so it was all real to me. It's funny to look back and laugh at how Bakya the household was then (as if it changed a lot in twenty years?). It's weird that I kept on laughing instead of feeling uneasy with the sequences. Of course I din't finish it and decided to rechannel my homesickness by finishing a big chunk of Sans Rival courtesy of Goldilocks.

Something to dream about...

Pinay, American Style

It pays to amuse yourself with Pinoy artistry when there's nothing else to do on a cold night. Good thing there's Mabuhay Channel in Toronto, I get nothing less than channels 5, 9, and 13 shows. What more can I ask for? I wonder why Sweet's Blind Item hasn't been nominated for Star Awards, what with their very original schemes? And, oh yeah, Chow Time helps me burn calories by making me break wind every 5 seconds. So last night I layed down to be entertained by a 1979 Vilma Santos movie, Pinay, American Style. Oh boy, I was really tickled pink! I don't really remember the actual dialogues, but it went something like these:

(Vilma as Px talking to Bembol Roco after a free dinner of dilis)
Px: Kanina, pinangako ko sa sarili ko na ibibigay ko katawan ko, may makain lang ako. Ngayon, eto , KAININ MO KO!

(Px talking to Cocoy Laurel her fiance)
Cocoy: Px, akin ka lang!
Px: Sayo lang ako? Eh, ikaw? Sa akin ka lang ba? Kung pwede kang kumalkal nang kung sinu-sino, pwes mangkakalkal din ako!

Aren't those lines so Palancaish? I'm sure Ate Vi remembers those lines for all the wrong reasons.

Carol Banawa in AI5

I was pleasantly surprised to see someone familiar auditioning for American Idol 5. And yes, it was Carol Banawa. The rhinoplasty made her look older though. Unfortunately, it wasn't clear if she got a greenlight to Hollywood or not. It's fun though to see what the judges thought of her, but the producers seemed to be uninterested with a petite Asian diva.

Oh, I hope she makes it!

...kidding around at the OSC

Syriana?

The exciting trailer and mounds of pseudoreviews on TV and magazines created a big ball of anticipation in me. So I longed to spend my Saturday night for a great entree. Well, as always, the old adage not to judge a movie by it's trailer prevailed. The big puzzle of a movie made me feel that it will come to a big clincher in the end. But it did not happen. Aside from a gory torture scene and a suspenseful explosion, Syriana did not deliver. Although it's not really a secret, I admire the attempt to divulge the crazy innards of the oil industry. But the execution could do more than a garnish. Oh wait, if you're a chubby chaser and likes older men, then, by all means, watch it for a shirtless and chunky George Clooney.

A Day at the ROM