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Wednesday, July 15, 2015

Boxed like Manny or Bradley

Last weekend, I got so pissed with a friend who said something bad against me. This particular friend of mine really got this attitude that pisses people off every now and then. I was holding back every time this attitude of his shows up but then, I wasn’t able to hold it any longer.

Out of fury and anger, I punched him in the face. I was surprised with what I did, and so was he. It was the first time I made this violent, impulsive reaction. And that must have hurt because my hand was bruised and sprained. I started feeling the pain after the incident and I had it plastered with an elastic bandage. My hand was plastered for almost a week.

I had the feeling that he got angry with what I did because I haven’t heard anything from since that day. Sad that I did that (and I admit that what I did was wrong, very wrong), I just can’t say sorry for now because I also got hurt with what he said.

Ibanez All The Way

I am down to my 6th Ibanez instrument. I have owned several over the years and I am not planning on changing anytime soon. Admittedly, the thought of trying other bass came into my mind, but as soon as I borrow my friends set, I would still yearn for my Ibanez. Recently, I bought the sr250.

I did not need a new one but still decided to buy it at the time because I had extra cash and the bass looked beautiful. I was convinced into getting it when I envisioned it displayed proudly inside my room. Aside from being lightweight, this electric bass had anything I would want in an Ibanez. It had great tone, feel, and overall performance.

Monday, June 22, 2015

Kid in the Fridge

Last Wednesday, I went to my aunt’s house because she invited me for dinner. We shared a delicious dinner that’s filled with poached shells and grilled premium fish. After having dinner, we then had popcorns while watching our favorite TV show.

My aunt had two sons (who are, technically, my cousins), namely: Ton-Ton and Angelu. Angelu is a year older than Ton-Ton who is now 2 years old. Both of them are naughty kids but Angelu is more hyperactive than his younger brother. And because of Angelu’s hyperactive personality, Ton-ton will just resort in enclosing himself in their old, non-functional refrigerator. It was his habit, as what my aunt said.

It was a surprise for me to see him there because it was quite unusual. But I never showed the kid that I am surprised. I took a picture of him, instead.

It Started From A Game

My obsession with the drums started when I played the game Rock Band with my college friends. Back then, we had nothing better to do, so we bought the instruments and pretended that we are this supper famous band. The more I played drums on the game, the more my interest on it grew.

I transitioned to the real thing and eventually bought my own set from http://www.guitarcenter.com/Drum-Percussion.gc for a steal price. It took some getting used to because the game could not compare to the actual drums, but after taking lessons, I soon got the hang of it. My friends and I still played Rock Band, but I feel that I’m on a different level now. Maybe it is time to urge them to buy their own instruments too.

Thursday, May 21, 2015

Dinner at Roadhouse

Tuesday last week was a holiday here in our place, and with, there was no work. I, then, scheduled a dinner at roadhouse cafĂ© with a long lost boy friend. I chose the place not because I absolutely haven’t been there, because I’ve there with my family several times, but for the reason that I haven’t been there with a friend. And my second reason is that I was craving for their chicken cordon bleu at that time.

For my brother and I, roadhouse serves the best chicken cordon bleu in town! They had the most flavorful version of the dish that we ever tasted. And it was my order for that night. I just got a little pissed off because my supposedly “date” was twenty minutes late. But it didn’t matter after my order was served.

The Most Important Room

When my family and I transferred houses, we didn’t know what to do with the music room. The house came with it, together with an old piano in the corner. I thought that it was going to be unused forever since my wife and I didn’t know how to play any instruments. Then my sons started growing and showed an interest in it.

My eldest wanted to learn the violin, so we supplied the room with one. My second son was interested in the trumpet, so we got that as well and placed it inside the room. Little by little, it began to fill up with instruments and even became one of the most used rooms in the house, next to the kitchen. I’m still waiting for someone to play the piano though.

Tuesday, April 21, 2015

Dad Plays Both Roles

There was a time when my mom got an out of town assignment and the only instruction that she gave my dad is: “You take care of the kids!”. I can’t find any sense why mom said that because my brother and I are already grown-ups and we can already take care of ourselves.

Surprisingly, my dad took mom’s role the next morning. When I came out from the bathroom (I am usually the first one to wake-up every day), I saw my dad doing the kitchen stuff. And he asked me what I want for breakfast, I said I wanted to have luncheon meat, and so he cooked luncheon meat for breakfast. When I came back to the dining table, I really laughed at how my dad plated the luncheon meat! He is, indeed, a man! But I’m still thankful that he did it at his best.