My Husband is a Good Man Who Eats Orange Peels


I Miss the Philippines


This Week Was Pretty Productive


Jah went to Milwaukee to visit relatives without us, so we tried to keep busy. We bought our tickets to the Philippines, got old computers fixed, cleaned out closets, got massages, watched a movie (Moneyball) in a real theater and went to the Prospector for karaoke. I sang “Suedehead” by Morrissey and it’s been in my head since.


I Can’t Wait to Go Home to Manila

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Where we will, among other things, watch midgets boxing in clubs.


Filipino Food Makes Me the Most Homesick

We went to FPAC this year not to perform or watch our friends’ bands, but to eat. And eat. And eat.


Gang Badoy, Idol

Nakilala ko si Gang through an orgmate, about 15 years ago. Mostly my orgmate (who was also her boyfriend at the time) would just talk about her in awe, so I was always like, ‘Sino ba ‘tong Gang na to?’ Later on, I re-met her through Rock Ed. As she says in this interview, “The advocacy is not as static as you imagine it to…because when you ask questions, what you’re really saying is: You know what? This is my country, this is my business.” And now I know–si Gang has always been awe-inspiring.

WYD: Gang Badoy from WYD on Vimeo.


Remix: Santiago Bose


More than a month’s worth of rain fell in just 12 hours.

The Philippine capital Metro Manila recently experienced a devastating
typhoon. Dozens have died, whole houses are underwater, and the
Philippine government is ill-equipped to deal with the disaser. BBC’s
report is here: http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/asia-pacific/8276347.stm,
but I don’t think anyone will know how just how much damage there is
until much later.

Imagine this: Katrina dumped over an inch of rainfall in Louisiana for
3 hours and another 0.5 inches per hour over the next 5 hours on
August 29, 2005. Philippine typhoon ‘Ondoy’ dumped an average of 2.24
inches per hour for over six hours.

By the time the rain stopped, more than 16 inches of rain had fallen
over Manila in 12 hours. To put that in context, only 15.39 inches of
rain fell throughout the month of September.

Many have lost their homes. Many are still stranded in their roofs in
desperate need of food, clothing, and shelter. The typhoon affected
people from all walks of life — rich and poor were stranded and lost
homes — but in the Philippines, the poorest are the most affected.

Please refer to this blog for pictures and video on the flooding so
you can see what has happened for yourself.
http://www.quezon.ph/2009/09/26/how-to-help/

I am writing to you now to appeal to your sense of compassion and
strongly encourage you to donate to the Philippine Red Cross.

I was able to donate using my U.S. credit card through this link:
http://www.redcross.org.ph/Site/PNRC/Default.aspx?S=48&SS=972

I’m terribly frustrated and sad that I can’t do much more to help. The
one thing I can do is spread the word about the disaster;
international news sites haven’t reported much (hours after the event,
I still don’t see any stories on CNN).

There aren’t enough distress signals out there, so if you can forward
this link to people you know who want to help, please do so.



I love the Oldies

Last weekend, Adam and I were in a car accident in Barstow, on the 247 by the Mojave desert. Because it was a Saturday and there were no body repair shops around, I had my car towed to Loma Linda, where my grandmother lives. We ended up sleeping in Loma Linda and getting both my blown tires fixed.

rescued my car from THIS

At around midnight (my grandmother sleeps at 9 p.m.) we stole what tasted like 50-year-old Moet from my grandma’s top shelf and drank it with orange juice (it was nasty). My grandmother told Adam to sleep in the den, and I got the guestroom. Before we left, she asked Adam to change a bunch of lightbulbs.

Today, my mom called my grandma from the Philippines to ask what she thought of Adam.

My grandma said, “Well, he’s gay.”

Mom replied, “What do you mean he’s gay?!?”

“He said so himself!” My grandma said indignantly. “He admitted it, right after he lost American Idol”

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Here is my new countdown.


Juvenalia, care of Sunshine

I was fixing my published fiction files when I found a short story I wrote  with my one of my best friends from high school, Sunshine. It was for the teenybopper magazine Candy in 2002.  So I put it up. I wish I had gotten PDFs — the illustrations of this story were AWESOME. Anyway, forgive the lousy title, but it’s a SUPER CUTE STORY, if I do say so myself. Read it here.