Dear Rica Agnes

Love, Neil Gaiman. :)

naknang... (blogging from blogger)

Well. I tried importing a new blogger template to give this page of mine a new lease in life. And it was an epic fail. Josko. All I wanted was a template that does not chop my pictures when I post them big and effing big. I'm looking around for other alternatives--livejournal or wordpress, but Im not keen on moving again. Not yet. Ugh.

Anyway--a few weeks back, we were in Napoli, Italia. With Mt Vesuvius in the background, we walked around the once buried (and forgotten) city of Pompei.

potable water. in Pompei. o ha.

It was cool and creepy at the same time--thinking that this excavation site, now uncovered from Ash (but not totally) was once a flourishing city. Fave part of the tour was the brothels. Hehe. Ang kyut kasi eh, their 'menus' were 'pictured' on the walls, while some of the hand writings bespoke of 'customer feedbacks'. Oh. And the phallic markers were everywhere. Ganyan cguro talaga nung mga panahong wala pang ESPN at wii. :)

this way po, sir/madam. :)

and the menu goes on and on...

speaking of menu (minus the lewdness)-- we ate 'Napolitan food' for lunch, which consisted of pizza Napolitana, Spaghetti Vongole and calamari fritti. In any order.

Ay, ang Vongole ay napaka sarap. And although we heard not so good feedbacks about Napoli (it being crazy and not safe), that Vongole made it so much better.

with matching musicians. weh.

Our first gelatto. one of how many. :)

more. more. more.

p.s. excuse my sudden illiteracy (not that illiteracy is funny, it's not. naaks) , I'll try to blog more often. It's just that Im into something right now that's just sucking the life out of me, yan tuloy I'm always too tired to blog. saka na kwento. hehe.

jay moment

Before I begin yakking my way in narrating how our Singapore-Paris-Barc

elona-Mediterranean-Malta-Naples-Rome-Pisa-Cannes-French Riviera-Barcelona-Paris-Singapore (whew) trip went, let me just take this opportunity to greet jay--da labs o my life (keso na itoh), a happy birthday. He celebrated his birthday last 23rd, onboard the Norwegian Gem (with special grazies to Koya Mandy and Koya Reyson and the entire cast of the 'Let me call you sweetheart chorale'), with morning side trip to Pisa, Italy.

with his 'very well done' porterhouse steak

(that poor thing, kinatay na nga, kelangan pang i-overcook)

let's hear it from the cagney's steak house crew

(and being majority pinoy, of course they had to sing 'Sanay malasing mo kami'. perfecto)

si koya mandy. bawal cgurong nakangiti sa blue penguin suit.

buti pa si mikey arroyo, este si koya rey.

see, he looks oh so happy. impacho yan.

then came the pimped-up room.

so this is what VIP meant. :P

and now...for the ultimate jay moment...

We were in the Centre Pompidou in Paris, walking around the exhibition area when someone walked towards Panelomo and points to his camera (see below). (At dito ako magsisimulang mag -tagalog. hehe). Sabi nung babae, na medyo muffled, 'Oy, pareho', or something to that effect. Nabanggit nung babae na naglo lomo din nga daw sya, at sya ay taga-Nice, sa Pransya, pumapasyal lang. Sabi ng aking mister ay kami din, taga Pinas kami, pero galing Singapore, (or something to that effect). May isa sa kanilang nagtanong kung aktibo ba yung isa online, at dahil parehong oo ang sagot nila, nagtanungan sila ng pangalan. AT... nung sinabi ni miswa ang pangalan nya, natawa si Jay. Nakikita nga daw nya ito online. Sinabi tuloy ni panelomo ang kanyang code name shaider AT DAHIL JAN...DAHIL JAN...kitang kita sa mata ni miswa ang pagkamangha. Magaling daw si PANELOMO kumuha ng litrato (reads: litratong overexposed, at patong patong), gusto daw nya ang kanyang mga kuha at isa daw syang FAN. Oo, Regina...FAN. as in pamaypay. Ang bongga kong asawa, hindi man lang sumagot ng 'ay, ikaw din, magaling ka'. WALA. taray talaga nun.

syet.

baket nga ba hindi nalang ako nakuntento sa dati nyang hobby (fonts collecting)?

Syempre hindi na namin kinailangan ng escalator

sa pagbaba, at hindi na sumayad ang paa ni jay sa lupa (may pakpak na sya sa tenga eh).

So ayan...mamang barumbado, mahilig sa lomo, maglinis ng banyo, fan ng Lakers, fan din ng bakers (at bakeries), McDo, fonts, pininyahang manok at segues...

hafiberdeys, my labs. muwah.

P.S. Well, he actually celebrated his birthday twice: you see, during our flight from Paris to Singapore last Thursday, he was treated by the SIA crew to a 12 inch chocolate cake (which, by the way was suuper yummy. They should be opening their bakery chain as well, pramis.), which we had to take with us when we landed in the morning (yay!).