There's bound to be some good things in the world.
First of all, if you haven't seen Surf's Up, GO SEE IT! It's a bright spot in this year's awful movie season. Totally entertaining. Visually spectacular. Heartwarmingly funny. Any more cliches to add to the rave? Anyway, I can safely say that I love this film.
Also later this week, Transformers.
Harry Potter also looks promising.
And, like all fanatics, I have doubts on The Simpsons Movie. I just hope it's not too bad.
Tuesday, June 26, 2007
Give Me A Break
I'm tired.
We moved to the new apartment this weekend. It involved wrapping, packing, disassembling, carrying, pushing, pulling, placing, assembling, unpacking, and throwing away the junk. It also cost a lot of money, mind you. To add to that, we had to clean the old apartment; everything including the kitchen sink.
We're a bit more settled in already, two days after. I have two boxes of reject clothes for the Salvation Army or to send home.
Commute feels different, of course. It requires more walking under the humid weather and the morning sun. Serangoon MRT Station is just around 10 minutes leisure walk away. We can see it from good old twelfth floor.
I'm tired.
Two of my colleagues have decided to move on. That makes me the most experienced one in the team. Unfortunately, that event created a big hole in terms of system knowledge, and we have a big release coming up. One of the proposed solutions to mitigate that problem involved me possibly going somewhere again. But it's not likely to happen. Weirdly enough, I sense both disappointment and relief. Now the deadlines are inching forward, and the load ever increasing.
I'm tired.
I joined this basketball team in a tournament for Filipino IT people here in the country. I can't even join them in practice because I'm busy with work. Now, the tournament starts on Sunday. I haven't even paid my fees yet. The worst part, really, is that I'm not in shape to compete with younger, taller, stronger, faster, more driven and more talented opponents.
I'm tired. It's past 1am. It's raining hard. Please redirect all shit elsewhere.
We moved to the new apartment this weekend. It involved wrapping, packing, disassembling, carrying, pushing, pulling, placing, assembling, unpacking, and throwing away the junk. It also cost a lot of money, mind you. To add to that, we had to clean the old apartment; everything including the kitchen sink.
We're a bit more settled in already, two days after. I have two boxes of reject clothes for the Salvation Army or to send home.
Commute feels different, of course. It requires more walking under the humid weather and the morning sun. Serangoon MRT Station is just around 10 minutes leisure walk away. We can see it from good old twelfth floor.
I'm tired.
Two of my colleagues have decided to move on. That makes me the most experienced one in the team. Unfortunately, that event created a big hole in terms of system knowledge, and we have a big release coming up. One of the proposed solutions to mitigate that problem involved me possibly going somewhere again. But it's not likely to happen. Weirdly enough, I sense both disappointment and relief. Now the deadlines are inching forward, and the load ever increasing.
I'm tired.
I joined this basketball team in a tournament for Filipino IT people here in the country. I can't even join them in practice because I'm busy with work. Now, the tournament starts on Sunday. I haven't even paid my fees yet. The worst part, really, is that I'm not in shape to compete with younger, taller, stronger, faster, more driven and more talented opponents.
I'm tired. It's past 1am. It's raining hard. Please redirect all shit elsewhere.
Monday, June 18, 2007
Not just crap. It's Craptastic!
Just came from watching Fantastic Four: Rise of the Silver Surfer, which is anything but fantastic. Two cents from a comic book fan coming up next.
[Here be spoilers]
For non-comic afficionados, Galactus was one of the more interesting characters in the entire Marvel Universe. He was introduced to the comic world not unlike in the movie, through his herald, the Silver Surfer. It was a bit goofy at first (in the 60s, when the first comics about Galactus were published). In fact, Galactus was this giant humanoid with a helmet with antlers, who wore shorts and a short-sleeved shirt. Anyway, he's eternally hungry and needs to eat planets to survive. Then the writers and eggheads figured out that he can be more interesting than just a planet-destroyer. So they kept bringing him back, giving him backstories and involving him in the great Marvel crossovers. What is intriguing about him is that despite being a demigod with no apparent care for lower life forms, there's something really human about him. Quite possibly, he is the focal point of the entire universe.
On to the movie. A complete travesty, with storm cloud Galactus (or Gah Lak Tus, whatever) and Silver Oblation, with an ending that just doesn't make sense. It's a movie satisfied by its star power and shallow jokes, plus wooden acting.
Ioan Gruffudd as Mr. Fantastic - is OK but still doesn't quite capture the dignified genius of the character in the comics.
Chris Evans as the Human Torch - might as well be Luke from The O.C. The resident hunk.
Michael Chiklis as The Thing - who is known to be a great actor, is forced to suffer bad jokes and easy laughs.
Jessica Alba as The Invisible Woman - the consensus hottest chick in the planet (in the movie and in real life). Couldn't act to save her life, which is a pity because it's probably something you can improve on without cosmetic surgery. Even with over-tanned skin, over-bleached hair, you can't stop being hot, Jessica.
The Silver Surfer, voiced by Laurence Fishburne - which does NOT work. Laurence Fishburne equals Morpheus!
Dr. Doom, hot army chick, Alicia Masters, etc, etc...
I actually had hopes for this movie. But it all went up in smoke -- hey, just like movie-Galactus!
One more thing. The subtitle, Rise of the Silver Surfer, absolutely does not make sense. Unless of course he's an anatomically correct Silver Surfer.
Everybody who reads comic books knows that the Kirby Silver Surfer is the only true Silver Surfer. Now am I right or wrong?
Guess where that last line came from? Google it up.
[END SPOILERS]
[Here be spoilers]
For non-comic afficionados, Galactus was one of the more interesting characters in the entire Marvel Universe. He was introduced to the comic world not unlike in the movie, through his herald, the Silver Surfer. It was a bit goofy at first (in the 60s, when the first comics about Galactus were published). In fact, Galactus was this giant humanoid with a helmet with antlers, who wore shorts and a short-sleeved shirt. Anyway, he's eternally hungry and needs to eat planets to survive. Then the writers and eggheads figured out that he can be more interesting than just a planet-destroyer. So they kept bringing him back, giving him backstories and involving him in the great Marvel crossovers. What is intriguing about him is that despite being a demigod with no apparent care for lower life forms, there's something really human about him. Quite possibly, he is the focal point of the entire universe.
On to the movie. A complete travesty, with storm cloud Galactus (or Gah Lak Tus, whatever) and Silver Oblation, with an ending that just doesn't make sense. It's a movie satisfied by its star power and shallow jokes, plus wooden acting.
Ioan Gruffudd as Mr. Fantastic - is OK but still doesn't quite capture the dignified genius of the character in the comics.
Chris Evans as the Human Torch - might as well be Luke from The O.C. The resident hunk.
Michael Chiklis as The Thing - who is known to be a great actor, is forced to suffer bad jokes and easy laughs.
Jessica Alba as The Invisible Woman - the consensus hottest chick in the planet (in the movie and in real life). Couldn't act to save her life, which is a pity because it's probably something you can improve on without cosmetic surgery. Even with over-tanned skin, over-bleached hair, you can't stop being hot, Jessica.
The Silver Surfer, voiced by Laurence Fishburne - which does NOT work. Laurence Fishburne equals Morpheus!
Dr. Doom, hot army chick, Alicia Masters, etc, etc...
I actually had hopes for this movie. But it all went up in smoke -- hey, just like movie-Galactus!
One more thing. The subtitle, Rise of the Silver Surfer, absolutely does not make sense. Unless of course he's an anatomically correct Silver Surfer.
Everybody who reads comic books knows that the Kirby Silver Surfer is the only true Silver Surfer. Now am I right or wrong?
Guess where that last line came from? Google it up.
[END SPOILERS]
Wednesday, June 13, 2007
Meanwhile, back at the swamp...
Cavaliers suck. At least I still get a jersey from my bet with Noel.
They are just getting creamed from all sides and Lebron just looks lost. Like somebody reminded him that he's just a kid.
Anyway, big things are bound to happen for the Cavs this offseason just because they made it to the Finals, but weren't able to put up a fight.
It's at least something to look forward to.
--
We're due to move to the new apartment on June 23. I've arranged with the movers and now just need to secure the permits.
As for the old apartment, we need to dry clean the curtains, do some general cleaning, and basically pretend that it looks as it was before (yeah, right).
--
I'm fat, I need to exercise.
They are just getting creamed from all sides and Lebron just looks lost. Like somebody reminded him that he's just a kid.
Anyway, big things are bound to happen for the Cavs this offseason just because they made it to the Finals, but weren't able to put up a fight.
It's at least something to look forward to.
--
We're due to move to the new apartment on June 23. I've arranged with the movers and now just need to secure the permits.
As for the old apartment, we need to dry clean the curtains, do some general cleaning, and basically pretend that it looks as it was before (yeah, right).
--
I'm fat, I need to exercise.
Good News Everyone!
My sister gave birth to baby girl Mia of 7 pounds and 20 inches at 4:45PM June 11, 2007 (US Pacific Time). I really hope to see them all soon in San Francisco. I'll post some pictures when I get them.
--
Of course, Nes has news of his own. Congratulations! Same to another friend who's yet to tell us last-to-know people.
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Babies, babies, babies! Noel and Franny will have their own due in January. Congrats, congrats!
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Old friends from work, Ryan and Juli are getting married this July. Congratulations!
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Happy-happy, joy-joy!
--
Of course, Nes has news of his own. Congratulations! Same to another friend who's yet to tell us last-to-know people.
--
Babies, babies, babies! Noel and Franny will have their own due in January. Congrats, congrats!
--
Old friends from work, Ryan and Juli are getting married this July. Congratulations!
--
Happy-happy, joy-joy!
Sunday, June 03, 2007
One Year Later
By some weird chance, I spent the one year anniversary of my arrival in Singapore, by arriving once more in Singapore (from Hanoi). I've grown a lot; there's no doubt to that. I've covered most of 2006 in my January posts, so I won't rehash any of them. 2007 is about looking and moving forward, and going places I've never gone before. Being at home with the world and looking at whatever it has to offer. To never forget my friends and loved ones, to meet more people and connect with them, learn from them. Accept that people get left behind and some move on.
Sorry for the rambling post. But it helps that every once in a while I reflect and refocus. It's good exercise for the soul.
Now on to the quickies...
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Cleveland Cavaliers: Eastern Conference Champions. Somehow in the back of our heads, we knew. The Playoffs/Finals have gotten a bit more interesting. I just wish they show the damn games here in Singapore at a CONVENIENT time.
--
Three big things I purchased from the Hanoi trip: an Esprit shirt, a wallet from the Singapore Airlines Duty Free Krisshop, and a 100ml perfume from Singapore Changi Airport. If you didn't notice, nothing really Hanoi-ish.
Watched Casino Royale on the flight to Hanoi, Children of Men on the way back. Both are excellent.
--
I didn't get to go to the PC show. How a-bout that.
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Called up a couple of friends who were celebrating their birthdays this past week. I miss them and it was nice to hear from them again.
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"New" blog design. One year overdue, and better than nothing.
--
Pray for me and my U.S. visa application.
Sorry for the rambling post. But it helps that every once in a while I reflect and refocus. It's good exercise for the soul.
Now on to the quickies...
--
Cleveland Cavaliers: Eastern Conference Champions. Somehow in the back of our heads, we knew. The Playoffs/Finals have gotten a bit more interesting. I just wish they show the damn games here in Singapore at a CONVENIENT time.
--
Three big things I purchased from the Hanoi trip: an Esprit shirt, a wallet from the Singapore Airlines Duty Free Krisshop, and a 100ml perfume from Singapore Changi Airport. If you didn't notice, nothing really Hanoi-ish.
Watched Casino Royale on the flight to Hanoi, Children of Men on the way back. Both are excellent.
--
I didn't get to go to the PC show. How a-bout that.
--
Called up a couple of friends who were celebrating their birthdays this past week. I miss them and it was nice to hear from them again.
--
"New" blog design. One year overdue, and better than nothing.
--
Pray for me and my U.S. visa application.
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