Is Manila Bay clean?
Yes. It’s twenty-four carat immaculate — last century.
You can lend a hand in saving this gem of the Philippines without leaving your seat. Simply “Like” the photo over here. The image, through the Germany-Philippines Chamber of Commerce Inc,. wishes to send a message to the city government, to the chiefdom himself, to the home rule, or to the vox populi, to do what they have failed to do for a long long time now.
A claustrophobic armored personnel carrier
I rode the elevator with a rockstar today. Yep. It’s true. Earlier. The elevator. A true-blue rock n’ roller. He was singing to an Axl Rose tune. Actually high and mighty to the din of a GNR song. I love GnR don’t get me wrong. Even painted my pair of denim with the flashy two-pistols-two-roses emblem back in ’92. I love Axl’s voice. It’s “the sound that a tape player makes when the cassette finally dies and the tape gets ripped out…but in tune” remember? Screeech.
But, Axl’s yawp inside an elevator? Truth is, that doesn’t bother me. ‘Cause I’m cool as a cucumber. What troubles me is what this looney thinks of me. Is there nothing in my anatomy that could earn me some respect?
Next time I ride with rockstar I’ll make sure he’ll love Connie Francis.
Reboot. Connect. Exit. Reboot. Connect. Exit. I have wasted the whole day today on this steady pattern. This is what happens when you rely on a SmartBro Broadband stick for internet connections on your WinXp? Wasted Monday. Literally squandered.
Pegging from Manila’s cost of living standards, the price to pay for enjoying a view of The Dark Knight Rises in one of the choice theaters here would be equal to a couple of decent fastfood meals. Or three pairs of undies. Or three days allowance for the grade schooler.
The price could pay for a lot of common-use household supplies. A booty.
We are in a hand-to-mouth existence. We’ll just have to wait till the TDKR fever chills down. Then we’ll be alright again.