Saturday, February 21, 2004
newly-posted and newly-dusted old stories on our prose section. shit. it's morning. some of the files which i can't find: part 3 of ms. roldan's regularized and my own crap piece.
hey, howzabout another story-o-rama? sked that along with the flick marathon and luis's treat. :-P
posted by wry cell 3:51 AM
Thursday, February 19, 2004
Elephas Minimus1: Mobile, Less Bile.
The Mobile Missing Elephant
(or Elephant in yer Hand, tweaks in pwogwess)
:)
also found on ze wonderful WinkSites. (WINKsite ID #3327) (naki-uso nanaman ang lola nyoh, ala fa links ha....)
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1hehehe
posted by wry cell 5:56 PM
Presenting... the Dr. Seuss stamp
[Via Blog of a Bookslut.]
Another good read, The Big Smoker, says Polaroid have taken the step of warning customers not to shake it like a polaroid picture, as the Outkast song goes.
I always thought that line strange. It's not so much as shaking than fanning or waving polaroids in the air, right? ;) Semantics, semantics...
posted by Midori *~>*~>*~> 1:10 PM
Wednesday, February 18, 2004

Self is a great band. I remember hearing So Low (I'm so low/ That I wish I was dead/ With a knife in my chest/ And a bullet in my head) and Cannon (When fire/ Meets powder/ You take your cover/ I fly over and...) on NU 107 back in high school. Saw their vids in MTV's 120 Minutes. Didn't hear other songs after Meg Ryan, but apparently they've still got tons of material out.
Anyone who loves Run Lola Run should watch another Tykwer-Potente collaboration, The Princess and the Warrior, which I got in Quiapo late last year. If the former is boiled down to the essence, presenting 3 possible outcomes of a story, the latter meanders along, but is still lovely and brutal at the same time, IMHO. The scene where Bodo performs a primitive form of tracheotomy on Sissi under the truck is the best example.
Been listening to The Strokes' Is This It and The Cure's Greatest Hits today. And so goes another day of blogging working...
posted by Midori *~>*~>*~> 6:09 PM
Dug around in the old casette rack for stuff to listen to in the car. I don't have a CD player in it so it's just old casettes when I'm driving. Bought the Self tape because I liked the cover art. When I wanna lay off the gas pedal a bit, a copy of Spinanes' "Arches & Aisles" Luis made for me back in college.
Watched Lola Rennt! again yesterday. Bootleg VCD. Thanks Inds! Lola Rennt OST's what's in my CD player now. Casette copy of it goes in the car stereo too :)

posted by JB 2:00 PM
Tuesday, February 17, 2004
Hello everyone!
Haven't posted in such a long time. By the way, maybe we can have another movie marathon and we can watch movies (what else?). I will be giving you people a list to choose from. K?
posted by Patrick Bateman 9:53 PM
got a few dozen of death cabs tracks during my dsl days in pque, including a cover of bjork's all is full of love. burn ko kayo....
posted by wry cell 4:46 PM
Death Cab in Vegas?
Been hearing raves about Death Cab for Cutie for a long time now from Kat Bjelland, and I always had this vague idea that they probably sounded like Death in Vegas or Vitro or something (cos of the name, you know). Apparently they're indie pop!
So how was the Ithaca movie? I saw snatches of Road Trip on cable last year... and I thought there was a real Ithaca Uni and that the film was shot on location. I mean, that was the least they could do. Now I hear from Jessica this ain't so. Crap! ;)
My weekend seaside reverie came to a screeching halt today when I returned to piles of mindless pending work in the office. But the images of flying fish, corral reefs, white sand, and clear blue-green waters of Masinloc, Zambales are still fresh. And the food! I loved the ginataang igat (some kind of fish) with red chili pepper, the angel fish, and the rest of the food I couldn't name. It's kinda a cliche to ascribe reggae to such a scene, but Big Mountain's Resistance was a great beach soundtrack.
Was happy to see both Scarlett Johansson and Bill Murray won the lead acting prizes in this year's BAFTAs for Lost in Translation. Hear, hear! And today's my dog's birthday. He's now four, in human years. Was thinking he deserves a pasalubong when I get home. My rents once brought our Lhasa Apso Kitty inside the mall, all the way to a dine-in dinner at McDonald's, on her birthday. But I can't pull that off. It'll definitely be "to go". ;)
Addendum: On our bumpy way to Masinloc, my rents and I are inside the pick-up, with Kuya Michael (their driver), Shirley (their helper), and Jordan the other Lhasa Apso, who would later go on to prove that dogs can swim by instinct, as he showed his dog paddling skills at the sandbar. "We are the Champions" by Queen is playing on the radio.
My dad: Didn't you like their song "Bohemian Rhapsody" before?
Me: [Remembering an uncle's admonishment 10 years ago that the song's lyrics were Satanic] Huh? No way. Maybe that was my sister. [Pause] How old was I then?
My dad: I think you were two years old. You were nodding along when that song played. That's why I wasn't surprised when you ended up liking Kurt Cobain.
I didn't know whether I should laugh or cringe.
posted by Midori *~>*~>*~> 2:45 PM
Monday, February 16, 2004
Robot Stories
...Greg Pak gives each episode in his four-part Robot Stories precisely the running time needed to explore its ideas, and not a moment more. Pak, in fact, is savvy and sensitive enough to hold something back in each tale—an audience-grabbing technique even the similarly themed, overdeveloped-in-every-sense A.I. couldn't manage. -village voice
posted by wry cell 4:45 PM
Sunday, February 15, 2004
posted by JB 5:07 PM