Manny vs. Ricky reenacted in a video game

It was Fight Night night. Get ready to ruuuumble your controller vibrator!

Whenever a cousin purchases a new video game, chances are i’ll be at their house before they invite me. Last night was no different, in fact, I played the video game before he did. Sorry Tristan. Oh, and I used your toothbrush.

Get ready to ruuuuummmble your controller vibrator!

Round 1: FIGHT!

CORNER TIME!

KNAK DAWN!

Manny becomes... AN ALTERED BEAST.

*Here’s the link to isaw. COMMERCIAL BREAK!

ICE WWAAAAAATAAAAEER!

Round 3: TARSIER! I mean, SQUIRREL!

The Filipino Flash vs... uh... GO FLASH!

To boldly go where no Filipino wants to go. Bro.

Damnit Jim, chicken-nut-bread anymore!

I remember one Star Trek episode where Captain William Shatner had to find Spock’s brain on a planet full of scantily-clad women who enslaved their men for hard-labor and sex.

I am Pinock. Peace be with you. And also with you. Amen.

No, the image above is far more creepier than the episode.

(Photo sources: “Sore Trek”, Besighyawn. “Pinock”, Google.)

Manny is in Bohol. Without me.

Welp, there goes another missed opportunity to say what’s up to my buddy Manny. He’s in Bohol right now but he won’t be there when I touch down in Tagbilaran this July.

Manny, dude, ngano di ka na huwat nako? I guess im going to have to fight you. Meet me outside of Panglao Nature Beach Pleasant Resort or whatever its called. But because of my handicap, i’ll have to be well-endowed with fist-resistant armor and a coconut helmet.

Agoy sakita na doy!

Just kidding Manny! Don’t kill me!

(Photos used: Jed Jacobsohn, Getty. Besighyawn, Flickr.)

Rock with us in Bohol this July!

The chocolate hills are alive... with the sound of music!

My mom retired to the Philippines after her stroke a few years ago and since then i’ve been trying my best to visit her at least once a year. Honestly, that isn’t a bad deal on my end, especially since she lives in the white-beach-ridden province of Bohol.

This year however my visit will be slightly different. In the past, visits to my mom’s hometown included drinking, karaoke, getting fat, swimming, and enjoying the sun.

This time however, i’ve added a bit more to the itinerary. Helping a free children’s clinic in my mom’s home town and publicizing a rock concert in Bohol whose proceeds will be going to the same clinic. Its mission is to improve the lives of Bohol’s most poor and malnourished children.

I realized after my mom’s stroke that making a living and making a difference should coincide with each other, so it follows that a vacation should not only benefit the visitor, but also the visited!

And who said helping others can’t be fun? Selflessness is the ultimate selfishness… so ROCK WITH US!

Happy independence day!

Unity!

There is a lot of work to be done but at least we are free to do it.

(Photos: Left Aguinaldo, public domain. Right Aguinaldo, Michael Rougier. Flag, Wiki.)

Quentin writes like my left foot

Capture it don't dramatize it.

Tarantino is one of the best directors in the world and earth and in this letter he expresses his admiration for the film “Kinatay” by Filipino director Brillante Mendoza. They were probably out drinking.

Dear Mr. Mendoza

Bravo on your difficult troubling work. Your decission (sic) to never dramatize the murder, never indulge in movie suspense…. was bold, daring, and to me, the whole point of making the movie in the first place. I felt it was completely a (sic) eyewitness acount (sic) of a horrible murder. I believed everything I saw. Your point wasnt (sic) to dramatize it. It was to capture it.

Bravo,
Quentin Tarantino

Via the Chuvaness blog via Teresa Barrozo, who is a composer of indie Philippine films. Many of the films are banned in mainstream theaters in the Philippines.

“Kinatay” is also banned, but it won Mendoza Best Director at Cannes.
http://www.pep.ph/guide/4019/Quentin-Tarantino-described-Brillante-Mendoza&

Roger Ebert however thinks otherwise:
http://blogs.suntimes.com/ebert/2009/05/what_were_they_thinking_of.html

Money Pacquiao

Pound for pound, piso for piso.

It’s an old image but fitting even today after hearing the possibility of the inevitable fight between Pacquiao and Mayweather being postponed because other fighters want to take a shot at Pacquiao, not only for pride, but for purse. I don’t mind, everytime Pacquiao throws a punch an angel get’s its wings. Even if he throws a dart!

20 years ago today

It’s a province but…

Flava!

Plural for “negro” is actually with an e, but despite that, the island of Negros was indeed named after its dark-skinned inhabitants upon the arrival of the Spanish. “Negro” means black in Spanish.

Alex Trebek what’s up? Hit me up dude, I know things.

(via Tristan via Banned in Hollywood via Laurganism)