(Apologies for late posting.) SANGLEY POINT, Cavite—Just about the oldest item I ever owned was a 1940s Parker Blue Diamond Vacumatic whose barrel and cap was colored with black and…Read more
TACLOBAN CITY–The Black Swan–that’s the bike I brought to Tacloban in May, which is named after the book I finished reading (for the third time) while onboard the BRP Benguet…Read more
TACLOBAN–The Black Swan–the bike, not the typhoon–goes to Tacloban City. And by Black Swan, I mean the book by Nassim Nicholas Taleb, not the movie nor the Curb Your Enthusiasm…Read more
She handed me the paper and it said something like: “Blowout — 3550, Haircut — 750, TOTAL — 4,300″. I must have blacked out because the next thing I knew, she was telling me soothingly, “It’s all right, just keep the paper in case you want to come back to do the blowout.”Read more
But in the Philippines, it was that simple. It was simpler than that. Ferdinand Marcos is human sewage, an evil old power-addled flaming Glad Bag, a vicious lying dirtball who ought to have been dragged through the streets of Manila with his ears nailed to a truck bumper.Read more
Avoid risking an ulcer by getting something more substantial than “sundot kulangot” (or picked snot, a pejorative term for a famous Baguio City delicacy), especially when taking a late night deluxe trip on Victory Liner.Read more
I never paid attention to press conferences because press conferences are the most futile exercise in journalism.Read more
Simply put, Hank Moody is a smart aleck and a babe magnet.
Whether the first makes the second possible—or vice versa—hardly matters.
After all, his charms—intellectual and otherwise—are enhanced, among others, by his wealth and his ride, a Porsche which he was able to afford after his novel made it big and later became a blockbuster movie.