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 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.

From One Instrument To Another

Throughout the years, I have learned to play a lot of instruments. My parents made me take up piano lessons in grade school. During high school I have take an interest in flute and harmonica. But only recently did I pick up a stringed instrument, the guitar to be exact. As with any instrument, playing the guitar poses different challenges.

There were some notes that came rather hard for me, but none is as frustrating as breaking my guitar strings. Since learning it, I’ve had the displeasure of damaging 4 or 5, and it was a pain to replace at first. I’ve long since mastered the art of changing it, but it is still very irritating at times. Oh well! I guess it comes with the territory.

Tuesday, January 6, 2015

The Annoying Maintenance Page

Ok, so you surf the web to find information for your article. I can see the snapshot of the web from the search engine, I went there, but then there is a maintenance page hanging in there. That’s so annoying. I knew that every website need maintenance, but when I see that kind of page I don’t like it at all. Especially, when there is no info what time the maintenance thing will be done.

It wasn’t so hard to put the reserve time in those maintenance page so I can know when I can visited the webpage later on. Anyway, a good website always did their maintenance at the least internet traffic so people won’t be bothered with the maintenance. Is it possible for website to keep the maintenance while still has a live website on the run? That’s what I would like to see in every website. So, no more maintenance mode.