As far as I could remember, I’ve always hated podcasts.
When it first came out, I was like “What? Me, download mp3s of some guy
rambling about stuff? Boor-ing.” Besides, I’ve got the shortest
attention span on the blogosphere, so I usually space out when
listening to Podcasts. Also, who the hell records his voice on his
computer, uploads it on the internet, and makes the entire world listen
to his horribly recorded audio file?

A bunch of self-centered geeks, that’s who. That’s why I’m perfect for it.

A typical AdeCast recording session

Anyway, I’ve got some plans for it already. I’m calling it the AdeCast, and I’ve got some friends (Nick, Noelle, Gen) who agreed to help out. Under threat of pain of course. How else could I get them to agree? Read the rest of this entry »

Fig. 1: Maria Ozawa

Okay, not really.

In case you have been living under a rock for the past two years, Maria Ozawa
is this wonderfully beautiful Japanese actress who starred in wholesome
family-friendly films such as “Obscene Nymphomaniac 5″, “Let’s Do It At
School”, and “Popular Fashion Model Maria Ozawa Nakadashi Raped for 20
Consecutive Times!”

Wholesome stuff indeed. In fact, when I get married and have a family, I’m gonna show that shit to the kids. Twice! Read the rest of this entry »

Just
so you know, I am such a big Harry Potter nerd; in fact, I once
considered having somebody carve a lightning-shaped wound on my “magic
wand” with a razor, so I’d get the characteristically-shaped scar when
it heals. I still can’t understand why she wouldn’t agree to that.

Also, I actually stayed offline the night before just to make sure I don’t get to read spoilers like Bellatrix kills Dobby on the interwebs, because I don’t like to have my reading experience ruined.

So I walked into Powerbooks Megamall last July 21, with the intent to purchase a copy of the much-awaited Harry Potter and The Deathly Hallows. The lady at the door greeted me a good morning.

“Lord Voldemort does not wish to defile his pureblood self by mingling with filthy Muggles,” I replied.

She shot me a dirty look. Shoot dirty looks on your future ruler, eh?

I decided to let it go, in fact, I am not gonna waste an Avada Kedavra
on her, the last thing I need is to have a flash of green light and a
dead saleslady to have these nerds in Powerbooks panic all around and
cause a stampede or something. I mean, nerd stampede. Ewww. So I keep
my wand safely in my pocket protector and move on.

I couldn’t keep my excitement inside. I just had to tell somebody,
anybody, how I think this book is gonna get. I strike a conversation
with the nice lady in front of me, who is wearing Griffyndor robes and
seems to be fidgeting every five minutes. Read the rest of this entry »

So I was checking out my blog’s statistics and I saw this search string:

Okaaaaaay. Now I wonder what prompted this poor guy to Google that particular query.

Nice to know, anonymous internet surfer. Nice to know.

If you have noticed, I fail at updating this blog regularly mainly
because coming up with stuff like this is hard. There’s only so much
insult and humiliation I can put myself through without reducing myself
to a sobbing ball of shivers. You’d usually catch me doing the fetal
position in one corner and contemplating how much my life sucks and how
I can further reduce my dignity and readers’ respect of me by writing
how much misfortune I put myself in. Then I write about that particluar
unfortunate event. It usually takes me a couple of days because iTunes is set to play “Sinabawang Gulay” on a loop and I couldn’t help but sing and dance along to it.

Hard work, I tell you.

Fig 1: How Hard Blogging Is

So imagine if you log on to the net and one day and you find out that
somebody has copied your work, word by word, image by image, and passes
it off as his own. Read the rest of this entry »

Welcome to the Year 2065, and it is the end of humanity as we know it. Because this week, Apple just released the third generation of their apocalyptic virus, iUnDead,
turning almost everyone into zombies! All except you, me and a bunch of
idiots who will die eventually because they were stupid enough to
actually run in the direction of them flesh-eating bunny zombies, and
lovingly offer their butts for dinner. While screaming their heads off
in fear! OMG!

Just like any other zombie apocalypse, we have some dude named George Romero
running around somewhere, trying to make sure everyone dies. Also, if
you have a Mexican, a token black guy, or a big brawny guy who everyone
runs to for protection in your group, they will definitely die. Also
Paris Hilton because she’s hot. But she’s in jail right now so we don’t
know how to fit her in.

Now let me tour you around this lovely wasteland and give you some
tips on how to not die (or at least not get molested) in this
apocalyptic future:

This is a zombie. He will eat you.

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More pics here

Ok, so I’ve been taking this blog thing too seriously and I already
spend 90% of my time in front of the PC getting fat and all. But to
prove to the world that I have a semblance of a social life, I went to
the Taste Asia blogger’s meetup
at Mall of Asia and planned to talk to people, meet new friends, and
probably scare some people away, while I assure them that I’m not
actually rubbing my crotch, I’m just doing a Somalian shamanistic
ritualistic greeting. You know, for good luck.

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