Beach Boy Strikes Again, 2

Bubba and I used to talk a lot, we share the same wavelengths. Our talks usually meander from serious, earth-shaking, peace-shattering topics, to more personal stuff, to trivial fluff. He never gets tired. If Oprah’s the queen of talk, Bubba’s the Energizer bunny of blab. (And flab? Kidding!)

Bubba (and this not-so-humble author) was a dreamer. He used to harbor the notion that ‘life is too short and the world is too small to be taken seriously.’ But when he was washed ashore in the island called ‘reality’ did he start to appreciate the value of ‘responsibility’. He learned to grasp the essence of swimming against the current (in the Doom’s perspective).

He may be arrogant at times but no one can accuse him of being misanthropic. He loves people. He is open to the idea of making friends more than he’s open to fights. In spite of his fiery words and intimidating façade, he wants people to feel good around him and makes an environment of at-home-ness. Wait, did I mention that his an antithesis of his own? I mean just that.

People may find it hard to place a finger on where to classify Bubba. He’s outgoing, sometimes solitary; gentle yet harsh; a guardian angel at the same time a prodding devil. That’s Bubba, extreme and unpredictable. And I daresay that’s the beauty of him. You’re on your way to becoming saint Ba. Not!

Author’s note: I miss you Ba. Let’s storm the Dooms together okay. Let’s relive the Memento-Hayahay days with the original Memento 5: you, me, Kim, Trina and Margo. Let’s go back to the Insular Hotel with Mommy Lech and fill the room with the putridity of bagoong and yosi smoke. Let’s trip on the pathetic Doomsvillagers with George, John (when he comes back from Singa), Julia and Monett. I don’t know when that’ll happen, 5 years or so? But I know it will happen. Miss you guys so darn much.

Okay, this is pretty sugary. I’m freaking myself out. I think I’m having diabetes or something.

À bientôt.

Beach Boy Strikes Again, 1

Nothing seems to faze Bruce Bautista. One word to describe Bubba: egoist. ‘Nuff said. But I’ll explain it anyway.

He divides his time between hunting for fresh meat, talking gibberish over the phone with nefarious international clients and smoking Marlboro Reds. Obviously, he needs a life. Oh yeah, and he is open to the idea of whoring himself for a living. Juust kidding Ba. Or am I?

The life of a party, Bubba’s a staple in the Doomsville party scene. But when he threw his chunky posterior over into the Say-Boo, beers tasted like sewage water, cigarettes became stale, parties suddenly became dull, and the bully Kim grew bullier. Until Bubba moves back in, it’s impossible for the hapless Doomsvillagers to see the city’s Risorgimento.

He spits fire on anyone who’d say he’s ‘average’ because he is by no means, ‘average’. Besides who would want to be called ‘average’ anyway? Dumb question.

A callboy by profession, psychologist by vocation, and ‘love hunter’ by preoccupation. Not a lot of people knew this side of Bubba. Yes, like all of us mortals, he’s been through the battlefields of l-o-v-e, hit by the brat Cupid’s arrow, and lost himself along the way. But his disability of finding his karmic partner is merely a footnote in the biography of this aloof, arrogant, albeit endearing homo-superior (He thinks his better than than your average homo-sapien. And yes.).

His mouth is in sync with his mental faculties, capable of bursts of rhetoric at a moment’s notice. Mind and mouth; lethal combination huh? For scathing words from a very poisonous mouth, go to Bubba and boy can he deliver the goodies!

He doesn’t appreciate degrading words hurl towards his direction. And if you dare cross him, he’d be more than willing to pummel you with one of the hundred-year-old acacia trees lining Hibbard Ave. But there’s someone whom Bubba can withstand a barrage of nuclear insults from. Me. That’s my only alas against Bubba. Tee Hee.

(to be concluded…)

Been There, Whacked That!

Hey there people of the world! I am back. Well, sort of. Updates on moi.

1. Weight loss. On the last count, I lost 8 pounds in one month. Everyone thinks I'm anorexic or something. Worse, they're speculating I'm into popping pills again. Nope. I'm just "adjusting". To what? That'd be in my next entry. Tee Hee.

2. Career shift. Let's just say I joined the bandwagon of callboys. Why? The story behind it is so funny, and very ironic. But yes, I'll be composing a separate entry for that too. I used to hate IT, I used to hate THEM, but now that I have a first-hand account, my pptv completely changed. I'll be with them for just a couple of months and then I'll go back to my previous preoccupation. Let's see.

3. New Cave. Yes, I moved again. Still in Ortigas, though. And Ben, stress on the second syllable, please. It's orTIgas, not ortiGAS! Cabron!

4. Wait, what else? That pic right there? That was taken 2 weeks ago, yes I look insanely thin in the photog , but wait til you see me now. Pathetic-ally thin! "You're so thin, pwede ka na umilag sa ulan!" said my officemate. Da fak! I don't know if he's trying to be funny, or.. or.. I don't know. Perhaps it's true. And by the way, I want to explain something about the neon jacket. First, that's not mine, honest. Not that it's horrendous, it's actually cute. It's my officemate's, and get this: It glows in the dark!

5. Gawd! Wait.. One moment.. Man.. Wait.. Oh crap! I'd have to cut this entry short, I have a meeting in 10 minutes! God I completely forgot! I'm currently on the phone while typing. Promise, I'll be back..

6. Special thanks to 4 J's and a K, for always reminding me. Jepoi, Jaja, JP (Twiggy Pong), Jon, and Kirsten. Be back. Mam Ja, ndi ko pa kaya magbayad ng 5 entries, pwede installment? Sir Jepoi, I'll be doing my regular rounds pretty soon so be ready. Pong, I'll text you later. Gusto ko muanha Dgte, but not this summer pa. Haay. Jon the man, please enough, your fan mails are flooding my inbox! Joke! Bro, text me inuman tayo. And yung tinext mo sa kin, dude there's a thing called KATANGAHAN! Kirsten, make your own. Ano ka!? Eh I don't have time na nga to breathe tapos gagawa pa kita. Haha. I'll try. And stress on the word TRY. Miss you Kirstipatuti!

Ciao!

LSS: I see you creepin' I can see you from my shadow.. Wanna jump up in my Lamborghini Gallardo.. Maybe go to my place and just kick it like Taebo.. And possibly bend you over.. Look back and watch me smack that..

Mental note: You're in a hurry, remember?

P.S. I don't remember who snap the picture (above) and how. I remember that was like two weeks ago because of the neon jacket. I was just shocked to find it in my inbox. An officemate forwarded it to me, and said it "circulated" (?) already. I have no idea what he meant by that. But the pic's okay, di ba? And the neon jacket's photogenic. But I could've done better!

Random Facts & All that Red Veins

Two Names You Go By:
1~ Lyle (Because that's my name)
2~ Dan (Because that's also my name. And not because I have multiple-personality disorder.)

2. Two Things You Are Wearing Right Now:
1~ Boredom is tightly wrapped around my body right now. It's so suffocating.
2~ And a pair of Insomia hoops dangling from my eyes. It's fash-nable!

Two Things You Want in a Relationship:
1~ Prozac
2~ Valium

Two of Your Favorite Things to do:
1~ Fighting villains. (It's tough when you're all alone.)
2~ Saving the day. (It's tough when the "day" doesn't want to be saved.)

Two Things You Want Very Badly At The Moment:
1~ Sleep. (And lots of it, please. With whip cream, and some choco-chip cookies.)
2~ A medical certificate (So that I can do #1.)

Two things you did last night:
1~ "Work it! I need a glass-o-wotah!" I worked. And worked. Oh, and did I mention that I did work last night. Really? Yeah, I did.
2~ I tried to stay awake. And stress on the word "tried". I think I dozed off for like 2 seconds straight! Imagine that! 2 freakin' seconds straight! My gawd, that's like an achievement, I closed my eyes for 2 seconds STRAIGHT!

Two things you ate today:
1~ Pride
2~ Prejudice (And all that jazz!)

Two people you Last Talked To:
1~ Amanda and Phoebe and Christopher
2~ So what if I spoke with 3 people!? Big deal!

Two Things You'll do tomorrow:
1~ Work (As if I have a choice.)
2~ Still thinking. Hmp. I'm actually contemplating on going awol.

Two favorite beverages:
1~ That ice cold Coco Amigos mug draft!
2~ That bottomless Cafe Memento barako!

Two of your least favorite things to do:
1~ Waking up and realizing your late for work.
2~ Waking up and realizing that people had moved on already.


You must answer every question
~~ I MUST? I refuse to answer this question. Because? Because! Its! Not! Even! A! Question!

[02] Have you ever received roses?
~~ Are you kidding me!? I invented roses!

[03] What is your all-time favorite romance movie?
~~ Alright! I admit! I have a lot! "Nothing beats the first kiss.." But on second thought, Nah.

[04] How many times have you honestly been in love
~~ Uhm. Lemme see.. One.. Two.. Three.. Wait! You know what, if I answer this question, I'd die of diabetes! Ooh so mushy! I'm freakin' myself out! Seriously, THAT four-letter word is such a strong one, I couldn't even utter it.

[05] Do you believe that everyone has a soul-mate?
~~ Yes, but only a handful end up together. Painful, yes, but what is life without pain!? Okay, so I AM mushy. Or just bitter.

[06] Do you think that you should put your friends first?
~~ Before? Before "anyone else"? If you're talking about friends and family, let's just say I'd die for my friends, but I would kill for my family. And the other way around. But if you mean, "someone", I don't know, I haven't met her yet. Or perhaps I already did. I'm clueless.

[07] Have you ever had your heart broken?
~~ If there's anyone who haven't had their poor hearts broken, either they're lying or they're not human. H-U-M-A-N, please look it up in the dictionary.

[8] Your thoughts on online relationships?
~~ J-O-K-E, another word for you. Now GO! Scram! But on second thought, I know a couple who met online and after months of being online bf/gf, they got married, and after months of marriage, they realized that they'd rather be chatmates. So they called it quits. Funny, huh?

[9] Have you ever seen a friend as more than a friend?
~~ What's the big idea asking me all these kinds of questions!? Ahm. Hmp. Let's just say I've been through the whole "I Never! Said! That I love you" thing.

[10] Do you believe the statement, "Once a cheater always a cheater."?
~~ I disagree. Not because I'm a guy and we're SUPPOSED to be A-Holes. But no. Really. We all have the capability to cheat, and sometimes we cheat for the right reasons (right reasons daw o!). Not that I'm a cheater. Well I was once, but it wasn't because I'm an A-hole and all that, but because I haven't found my match yet. Before you stone me to death, that's just half of the story. Let's put it this way: Infidelity begets infidelity. It's the 21st (?) century, kung kaya ng Pinoy, kaya din ng Pinay, ika nga.

[11] How many kids do you want to have?
~~ 3's enough. I think.

[12] What is your favorite color(s)
~~ As of the moment? Red! It complements my sleep-deprived eyes! Bloodshot! Ooh, and all that red veins!

[13] What are your views on gay marriages?
~~ To each his own. Love (that word again!) knows no bounds. It's just about tolerance.

[14] Do you believe you truly only love once?
~~ CoRRRRRRRecto! Sa Senado! Everything else is just playtime, or you know companionship, admiration, and all that crap!

[15] Imagine you're 79 & your spouse just died, would you re-marry?
~~ Well, if I'd be rich, handsome, lonely? Why not choknat! Kidding! By that time, Viagras woul be passe. So, I dunno. Maybe I'd just live with my dog, in a trailer, overlooking the ocean, sipping beer, waiting for twilight to claim me back..

[16] At what age did you start noticing the opposite sex?
~~ When THEY noticed me..

[17] What song do you want to hear at your wedding?
~~ Welcome to the Black Parade. Or Ang Cute ng Ina Mo.

[18] Do you Know someone who likes you?
~~ Oh, they're all after my body. It's soo sad.

(Thanks to my Yani for posing for me. Kuya misses you already.)