YEAR OF THE DOG

This is my sign and the rest of my batchmates born under the the Batibot days of 1982. And a friend told me that to keep balance, you will not be so lucky in the year of your own sign. Ok. Bring it on. Poodrahbel says that the Dog is closely connected to God and how by that way? I expected a really deep answer that would tap my senses and chakras to inner understanding but then he said simply because of the letters. You see DOG and GOD. Pagpalitin mo lang daw yung D at G. OK. That was something. At least he had a point. And sometimes we just don't have to dig the obvious.

I remembered a joke about a young wonder boy painter having his first one-man show in an art gallery dominated by curators and people of aesthetics aka artsy fartsy. This curator saw a white painting with a big red dot on it. He told the boy that his painting (that consists of a big red dot with white background) is a masterpiece, a manifestation, something extremely evolved and understated that gave meaning to the white space. The boy, as he listened to the curator's comments on his painting, seemed worried. Still the curator praised and added highfalutin words to the boy's painting. Then the boy said, " But it's just the flag of Japan! "  Oo nga naman!

Anyways, i think i started the year right with my favorite pasttime---eating. I ate healthy food, pinakbet, straight from my lola's house right after New Year. Poodrahbel said last Christmas that i was getting fatter. It's ok. That was the first ever lait my Dad gave me in terms of my physical body. I would gladly go back to my tennis days except i don't have a tennis court. Yun lang naman ang problema. And just in time that Freakin Martina Hingis came back from the grave to whack her way to the top spot of professional tennis. Moodrahbel has mellowed down and somehow i felt guilty for all the things that i have indirectly done to make her mad.

I had the chance to semi-bond with all my brothers last Christmas. We were walking towards the church for the simbang gabi because Moodrahbel sold her car! And it's the kind of sibling thing that you get along fairly because you don't have angsts anymore on each other. It feels so Christmas! Gosh, i think that's my happiest Christmas, walking along with my brothers, talking about bands, jobs, not concentrating on the mass, artistas that i see because of my work, girlfriends, the newest pimple product, latest family feud between Moodrahbel and our neighborhood Uncle. Yun lang naman. I could still remember the most hateable Christmas. In Ilocos, listening to an Ilocano priest in freezing temperature and then going back to our so called house of kamag-anak we were just introduced with cold pansit to eat and everybody sleeping while you watch a VCD of Serendipity. Wala pa ata DVD noon sa Ilocos. But i do like the Ilocos setting.

Oo nga pala. What keeps me creatively busy nowadays is the fact that i'm writing a play! I am a first time writer of a play. It feels so wonderful. It's very manipulative. Will tell all about it pag tapos na. Anway, i'm here now in a computer shop checking emails and then bothered by all these shouting for a fucking network game. Just came from an acting raket. Mind you, I'm still in make-up with two layers of foundation slobbed on my face slapped with a  bronze blush on na tinalo pa ang balat ni Beyonce and liquid eyeliner on my eyelids so thick you can mistake it for a pentel pen. And nobody seems to notice. haha!

Happy year ahead!