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November 30, 2009 | 10:31AMYou’ve seen these things as well: pastel ovals and squares and rectangles and triangles painted on public walls to cover up vandalism.
Who thought them up? Read the rest of this entry »
You’ve seen these things as well: pastel ovals and squares and rectangles and triangles painted on public walls to cover up vandalism.
Who thought them up? Read the rest of this entry »
Don’t you like the new ones plying the Esda route now?
Yes, those. The ones with Claire De La Fuente’s posters on, mostly. The decidedly more modern, clean, and well-lighted ones—and you can tell they are with those huge panoramic windows. You can see right down the tonsils of people sitting by those windows because they never bother to draw the drapes on these buses now, ostensibly to invite you to ride them. Read the rest of this entry »
If the cabal of local politicians in this “city of stars” wants to sponsor novel public entertainment in the run-up to the elections, then I suggest they don’t do it with bland viewings of tarpaulins.
They love littering their street corners and school walls with colorful shit, that’s for sure. And all the things that they can do: give you scholarships, get you jobs, repair your cell phones, pose in boxing gloves, all of them at the same. (more on the very many things they’ll do as a service to you in a future blog).
But DANNY TUBERO 09228992674 pasted on your Meralco post can probably do the same things and more.
Which is to say these public service stunts on tarps have been done to death.
What about this, Herbert and Babes, for a change: sponsor a Le Mans type of race in your very own Quezon City Circle. Read the rest of this entry »
While the rest of the world is agog about Manny Pacquiao’s win over Miguel Cotto, I figured this is the perfect opportunity to write about another “sport” that takes place in the ring: wrestling. Read the rest of this entry »
Edsa Northbound. Just past the Rockwell flyover. Looming high on our right is the massive Penshoppe billboard showing four terribly young—and I say this with absolutely no basis, but something roiling in my insides, just below my navel, tells me I’m right—girls. Tagline reads: WISH LIST.
Someone’s going to wreck someone else’s bumper soon. Read the rest of this entry »