Quote Unquote

"As a child, a library card takes you to exotic, faraway places. When you're grown up, a credit card does it."
-- Sam Ewing

"I am free of all prejudices. I hate everyone equally."
-- W.C. Fields

"I can resist everything except temptation."
-- Oscar Wilde

"Afterism (n) - A concise, clever statement you don't think of until too late."
-- John Alexander Thom


"Children really brighten up a household - they never turn the lights off."
-- Ralph Bus

"The trouble with children is that they're not returnable."
-- Quentin Crisp

"Sex is nature, and I believe in going along with nature."
-- Marilyn Monroe

"I think I mentioned to Bob [Geldof] I could make love for eight hours. What I didn't say was that this included four hours of begging and then dinner and a movie."
-- Sting

"Everything is funny as long as it is happening to somebody else."
-- Will Rogers

"The road to success is always under construction."
-- Unknown

"The path of least resistance is the path of the loser."
-- H. G. Wells

"A pun is the lowest form of humor -- when you don't think of it first."
-- Oscar Levant

"The difference between genius and stupidity is that genius has its limits"
-- Albert Einstein

"Whenever I'm caught between two evils, I take the one I've never tried."
-- Mae West

"The pen is mightier than the sword, and considerably easier to write with."
-- Marty Feldman

"I have strong feelings about gun control. If there's a gun around, I want to be controlling it."
-- Clint Eastwood

"The 50-50-90 rule: Anytime you have a 50-50 chance of getting something right, there's a 90% probability you'll get it wrong."
-- Andy Rooney

By Joe with 5 comments

I Ain't no White Dude

from The Blue Addictions September 3, 2007...

Ok, I don't look like a typical Filipino. I don't have that characteristic tan or that typical Filipino feature. But I don't look white, for Pete's sake. See, My friend Vanessa (she's Fil-Am) has been reiterating that I look like a white boy! "Not even close, Nesa!" would be my usual refort but she would not even bat an eyelash. She's convinced that somehow, foreign blood is running through my veins, thus giving me caucasian-like features. She probably has this theory of me being separated with my real parents at birth. Thing is I'm pure pinoy and certainly not a white boy!

So what if I look mestizo? A lot of people I know looks mestizo too. Since i was young, I never really thought I look different. Not until I went to the States and get to hang out with kids there. I don't know the hell was up with my cousins but whenever they would introduce me to their friends, they would always make a tiny guessing game. "Guess Jowell's Ethnicity" should be the title of that game because...well, the title speaks for itself.

What a surprise! No one answered "Filipino". They didn't think I looked white but they thought I was Korean. Korean!?! Now, where did that came from? I don't get it.

Although the idea that no one can clearly categorize me under what ethnicity bothers me a little, I get to have little laughs with it too. One time when I was about to order food inside UST, the girl behind the cashier suddenly spoke in English even though she communicated with the customers before me in pure Tagalog. I was like "Why?". And then I realized she've mistaken me for a foreigner or a Fil-Am at least. So I played along. I spoke to her in English and watched her brows meet in desperation to come up with a pure English sentence that goes like this "Ser, du yo layk ketsap? Mayuneys? Chips , ser? Wi hab rapols (Ruffles)."

I know I"m mean but I can't help but to laugh. I probably snorted before leaving the counter. And that happens a lot! Nyahahaha... How about you? Do you think I look like a Filipino? Here's a close-up picture..

KIDDING!

By Joe with 10 comments

Kiwi & Me

If you have a dream, go for it. This is so easy to say but doing it would mean a lot of hardwork, patience, & drive to realize your dream. Like ordinary people, I too have dreams that I would someday want to achieve. I'm young. What can i say? There is still so much for me to conquer.

Now, why give you this pep talk? Because I've rediscovered a video that brought out the cry baby in me after I first watched it over a year ago. I'll never forget this Kiwi ever...

By Joe with 4 comments

Flick Critique 02

Back again for another Flick Critique and this time, I am going to review Wall-e, I am Legend & Made of Honor.

A. Wall-e (2008) – Who wouldn’t love this adorable robot? I know I do and that’s exactly why I wanted to watch this movie the first time I saw its trailer. It is by Pixar so this has got to be something good. So what do I think of the movie? Hmm, it is probably the fact that I had already set my expectations that this is going to be the best animation flick ever that kind of disappointed me after I watched the movie. Don’t get me wrong though, the movie is great. It is just that I was looking for something more. I dunno, it just pales in comparison with other Pixar movies.

B. I am Legend (2008) – The scenario of this movie scared the hello out of me. Who would want to live in a time when almost 80% of the human race is dead , 18% of the survivors turned into bald & horrendous-looking vampires hungry for human flesh? And it all started with a drug that was supposed to be the cure for all types of cancer. Tsk tsk tsk… A movie is a great one if it can affect the viewer’s emotions and obviously this movie affected me bigtime. Besides the great acting performance of Will Smith, another thing to look forward to in its DVD is the short animation movies they’ve added.

C. Made of Honor (2008) – OH MY GAWD! This movie SUCKS! Don’t ever waste your time and money for this movie unless you’re a die hard McDreamy fan. This is just awful! First of all, the story has been played out oh so many times. A little originality wouldn’t hurt. Friends who suddenly realized they are in love with each other? Come on! How many movies have this for a plot? But then again that would be okay if the movie’s lead gave a commendable performance but no! Patrick Dempsey has the same face for all human emotions! Enough said.

By Joe with 3 comments

Job Application from Hell

The alarm was set to ring at 6 AM. I woke up at 8. Shit! But instead of hurrying my ass to dress up, I decided to take my time preparing for the day ahead. It was past 10 AM when I got off the PUV. In front of me is the network of buildings and I thought where the heck was I supposed to go. Meters away form me, I found a guard to ask. "Oh Company W! Their office is at that building," the guard said pointing to a structure a kilometer away. WTF!?! How am I supposed to get there when there's no Jeep, Bus, Taxi or even a trike passing by? Walk?!? Sigh. Then walk it is.

Walking under the angry sun never thrilled me. Most specially when you're wearing a gray long sleeves polo on your way to an interview. Not only would you sweat like an ice-cream slowly melting, you'd have that characteristic smell of butyric acid even though you've used up every bottle of antiperspirant in your desk. I got at the building seven minutes after and was greeted by another guard. "I'm applying for company W?".

"Sir, they have moved to that building right there. they don't have an office in this building anymore." SHIT! That was near the spot I got off the PUV! I wanted to go back and kick the guard's ass for making me walk under the sun to the wrong building, but then I thought he doesn't deserve the calories that I'd be burning for him. And so, I started to walk again squinting my eyes because of the sun's blinding rays.

I entered the building and saw a long line at hte front desk. Visitiors pass i presume so I positioned myself at the back of the line. After what seems like ages (the girl behid the counter was ssoooo irritatingly slow), I was next. "ID please!" the girl siad. Shoot! I don't have any of my Identification cards. I went trough the folder I was holding and looked for anything that could pass for an ID but all that's there were photocopies of the requirements the company told to bring. Double Shoot! I showed every single paper to the girl but she refused to hand me a visitor's pass. Thinking I've already played all of my cards, I turned my back on the desk and headed straight to the exit.

I went there for nothing! I was looking at the jacket I brought ( I brought one becuse I thought its going to rain, but it was sooo sunny!). This was the same jacket I brought when I applied for Company P, and I kept My ID inside one of its pocket right here...HA! My ID is still here! So looking like I've just won a million bucks I headed straight to the desk and got my visitor's pass. Yeay! But the day did not end there.

I am used to job application where I would be applying with probably 2 or 3 other applicants. Mst will be 8. Never in my wildest dreams would I imagine to sit in a lobby with 50 or more applicants! And that was the scene I walked into at Company W. I was surprised at the least. The gruard asked for my resume and made me wait in a corner since all seats are taken, some of which are shared by two applicants. I waited. And waited. And waited.

There were people of every kind. One that caught my interest was "espasol girl". Of course that's not her real name. I gave her that name becuase of her face that looked as if 5 bottles of face powder were used to lighten up her skin. When she walks around, you'll see a trail of white powdery substance falling off her face. She kept me entertained while I was waiting for my turn.

"Mr. ___,". Oh that's me. I was about to go inside the room when Espasol girl stood up. Wait. I heard my name. Did they call me or her? The interviewer called out my name once again so I nodded and went for the door. While I was entering the room, Espasol girl "Ah siya pala. Kala ko John Brian," ESPASOL GIRL is a boy! Haha...

By Joe with 2 comments