There were a lot of things to write about last week. I wouldn’t have wanted to miss blogging about the government plot to convince people that they are stupider than they really are, the captive chickens in my in-law’s backyard, the tragedy that is American Idol and the reasons why Wyngard and Jolina shouldn’t be spewing pieces of advice and diluted expletives in Pinoy Idol. Yeah, I should have written about all that but I’ve been busy reserving all of my physical and mental energies for an expected social calamity— the town fiesta.
I grew up in a family whose idea of fun is waking up and falling asleep surrounded by books written by people who became worm fodder centuries ago. You must therefore excuse me if I still find fiestas a bit jarring. This particular fiesta isn’t anything like the city fiesta I wrote about a year ago. This one is right smack in the middle of the little village I live in and I have no choice but to be in the line of fire.
Oh, I love the saint in whose honor all this uncontrolled eating is encouraged. I learned to love him because I found out that I have been given the license to keep on eating non-stop too. I do think though that eating loads of free food is really just a method of fattening the cow before the kill. Oh, yes, the hours after all the eating is done has a way of gradually killing you. The dishes can pile up faster than you can burp. There is also of course the floor to ceiling devastation to clean up after the tail of the hurricane has left. I suppose, it will take another week before everything is set right.
The most irritating aspect of fiestas however is the countless alcohol-saturated undead populating every street, corner, nook and cranny. It feels like being right in the middle of the set of I Am Legend with a couple of extras that really did get infected with a virus. If you aren’t careful, they’ll get you and force six liters of beer down your throat until you become an infected one too. Nightfall during fiestas is never the time to venture out of your steel reinforced fortress.
I’ve written too much. My batteries are running low cleaning starts in a couple of hours … must save… gasp… energy…
asteeg, saktong sakto ang pagkaka kwento mo, mukhang mapapadalas na din ako dito 🙂
wow. thanks mel 🙂
“The most irritating aspect of fiestas however is the countless alcohol-saturated undead populating every street, corner, nook and cranny.”
so TRUE mags! and they linger around too, even after the fiesta. grrrrrr.
oh, and why is american idol a tragedy? david archuleta is the beeeeest! heeheehee!
hehehe. so you are an archie fan eh? well, i would love to go on and rant about American Idol but i might get stoned to death. hehe. let’s just say that it’s been seven years (seven year itch?) it’s about time they reformatted the show or something 🙂
I see now why you were too busy to have any get togethers when I contacted you earlier. If you survive the aftermath of the hurricane, how bout you have a break and I’ll treat you to something grande and caffeinated at the site sometime. It would be nice to see you, plus I need to make up for your birthday you conveniently forgot to mention.
Gimme a ring k? Missed you a lot.
– Rhymes with merry 🙂
hi mary. you know what, i’m still bz as ever. 30 things to write about mannnnn. huhu
Please ma’am? C’mon, I’ll be gone by next friday and you wont be able to see me for another five months! I so wanna see you at the very least for an hour, I promise. Do you own a laptop? Well if you don’t I will lend you mine. You could bring your work with you and By God I will pay for wifi if you need it just to see you. PleaseXinfinity. I want to see you at least once before I go back. Just think about it will you and pity my hopelessly hopeful self. @_@
-now my name rhymes with hopeful
i’m really sorry mary. i am dying here.
“it’s about time they reformatted the show or something :)”
well yeah. in fact the show’s ratings have plummeted this season. i heard they’re replacing ryan seacrest with two british guys from Pop Idol. seacrest is replacing larry king!
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by the way, congraaaatulations on winning that “i blog therefore i am” thing! 😀
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and how come mary still gets to call you ma’am?!
ryan is replacing larry king? oh my…. what will they think of next? sheesh. i love ryan but i can’t imagine him taking THE king’s seat.
i think i haven’t told mary yet to stop calling me ma’am but i really don’t wanna be called ma’am anymore so keep it up. hehe 🙂
lasingero ako pag may fiesta.. haha!
Are you informed about the blog awards challenge’s challenge # 4? sali tayo.. excited lang po talaga ako na magpasa po kayo ng entry.
hehehe. nabasa ko yung number 4 na challenge. nag iisip pa ako vern kung kaya ba ng powers ko yung topic. 🙂
salamat vern ha for dropping by. ang sipag mong mag comment 🙂