Thursday, December 1, 2005

Tasty seafood at Matutina's -- Dagupan, Pangasinan

Matutina's is a beachfront restaurant somewhere in Dagupan, which is being frequented for it's tasty seafood. Being the seafood-allergic that I am, I wasn't able to eat the shrimp, but the tortang talong was great. The fish were also delicious.

In the daytime, people can eat right at the beach.. on the sand.

I guess many people really eat there because the establishment is opening up a new annex.

(Visited Nov 26, 2005)

Monday, November 28, 2005

Gerona, Philippines -- Interesting restaurant

The long stretch of rice paddies was broken by the sight of a restaurant whose theme seems to pop right out of the Survivor set. The resturant is called Isdaan, and it's halfway along the route to Baguio from the south.

Customers eat in bamboo huts that float on fish ponds. There are gigantic statues of fish, of Khmer-inspired creatures, hands, and monkeys that surround the boardwalk. Plus, if the customer is particularly in a bad mood due to heavy traffic, there's a wall where you may smash plates or cups for a fee... anger management at its simplest. For children, there's a rickshaw which may be pulled by a sheep! That ride is free.

Aside from these attractions, the food is delicious. The fried fish and the longganisang Lucban were so tasty.

Parking is not a problem because the space is huge. But you'd know that the place serves delicious food because so many customers make it their pitstop on the way up, or en route to Manila.

(Visited Nov 28, 2005)

Shopping in Baguio City

There are several choices of shopping destinations in around the city proper. For the true blue tourist, there are numerous souvenir shops. the one I went to was at the Mines View Park.

For the food trip, there are lots of jams and sweets at the Good Shepherd Convent. And, there are angel cookies at the Pink Sisters' Convent.

Hard-to-find second-hand items are available at the ukay-ukay shops along Session Road.

But for the real mall-rat, there's no place to shop but SM Baguio. This mall is the only SM outlet I've been to that does not have air-conditioning.

(Visited Nov 26, 2005)

Friday, November 25, 2005

the couch potato strikes again!

Hanging out with my lola one night, I noticed that the show on ABS-CBN was featuring the new teleserye… my all-time favorite Filipino epic: Ang Panday.

Believe it or not, as a child, I even watched the animated version… and kept comparing it with its foreign counterparts (She-Ra, He-Man, and Voltron, if I’m not mistaken). And now, it was once again brought to life, possibly with the biggest budget the network can muster.

Anyway, I found the story compelling at the very beginning. How can a modern guy enter the ancient world of the blacksmith, right? I expected a scene just like in the A Yankee in King Arthur’s Court. However, I will never know because due to the unfortunate hand of fate, I missed out on that episode. The next time I watched, the kargador was brandishing the sword like a wushu champ - apparently without needing much training.

Despite this, I kept watching Ang Panday. I just couldn’t get over how a rich girl can notice a really really poor guy and leave all of her good and comfortable life behind to be with him. An ever present element in Pinoy movies.

Tuesday, November 8, 2005

On coffee, chocolate, and cakes

I never liked drinking coffee. But somehow, I find myself sitting in one coffee shop or the other every Sunday. That’s because I’m spending some quality time with my cousins and my siblings.

Being with what remains of my extended family (on the father side) allows me to relax. More and more are migrating to greener pastures. Many of them are scattered in the United States; they themselves don’t get to see each other every week. I feel lucky to be able to see my cousins because someday, inevitably, we’ll all go our separate ways. We may be feeling the first signs of strain; we no longer see our elderly cousins who got married and have families of their own, except when we go all the way to Batangas to visit. And my younger brother will be leaving for California in a few more weeks (we might not see each other for several years) to be with our parents.

Add that to the fact that we who are staying in the Philippines are living in different time zones… my sister and a cousin are both in the call center industry, which means night shifts. Come to think of it, I haven’t seen my sister for a few days now!

That’s why I find dinner and coffee on Sunday nights a really refreshing experience. I get to see my cousins and my siblings.

Thursday, November 3, 2005

Geography lesson

Rachelle, one of the students in the lab, gave us an “orientation” about Australia. She drew a map of the country and had the rest of us identify the cities and the states in Australia. The clueless traveller in me forgot my high school geography lesson, and asked if Perth is the capital of Australia. Big mistake, because the capital is Canberra. The convicts were sent to Sydney, the Britons settled in Adelaide, and the friendliest Australians can be found in Perth… according to her.

She was giving us the white board tour because an officemate, Vito, is going there next week to attend a month of training at CSIRO. I am scheduled to be in Sydney in February 2006, so it’s high time to learn the locales.

Rachelle also thought we need to learn the local terms… the dunny (that’s the toilet), a bloke (a guy), a git (an idiot), the lift (the elevator), the uni (the university). Crikey!

During our morning tea, we asked her about accents. We are exposed to the Crocodile Hunter, and we’ve heard Today pronounced like To Die. So, we asked her about that. She was really embarassed because we pronounced the words really badly.

It looks like our next lesson will be on pronunciation!


Being the couch potato that I am, I find myself once again typing away my thoughts on a new series I’ve seen on the telly. This time, its NUMB3RS. The show is very fascinating to watch (enough to distract me from the fact that CSI: Crime scene investigators is still not being shown in AXN).

Anyway, there are two brothers, on is an FBI agent and the other is a mathematician. Through the use of real math models, the genius is able to predict where the crimimnal is, when the next crime is going to be committed, and where the disease is being spread, and how. The FBI agent, on the other hand, is on the ground actually catching the criminal, or curbing an epidemic from spreading. Despite their busy lives, they find time to bond with each other and their father.

The last episode is really great because it focused on a potential spread of the Spanish flu (which wiped out thousands of young, working age people in 1918). By using a stats model designed to predict the spread of epidemics, the math guy was able to say that the “patient zero” started the spread of the disease at the bus station. Only, the FBI brother suspects that this was a case of bioterrorism.

In the end, the brothers solved the case… a mad scientist wanted to spread the virus to see if his new drug can work against it.

A brilliant show by Ridley Scott.


There’s a new series in AXN, and it’s called House. I’ve seen it a few times. And each episode never fails to shock me with how insensitive doctors can be to their patients. Dr. House proves to be a brilliant medical doctor, but he is as rough as he can get to his patients. My favorite case was when one kid was showing signs of lupus, but in fact, he was suffering from naphthalene poisoning. House’s logic explained all the symptoms that appeared. But the way he talked to the patient’s father was really shocking, to say the least!

Monday, October 17, 2005

The most relaxing mall -- Alabang, Philippines

The Ayala Town Center or ATC is one of the most relaxing malls this side of Luzon. The parking lot is spacious, the food is terrific, and the atmosphere is basically homey. These are absent from the larger malls in the Makati area, where everyone seems to move so fast!

This is my personal weekly hangout. :) For budget meals, the food court at the second floor offers cheap but delicious food. Try Mong Kok. Or if you've got the money, go for CPK or Tony Roma's.

(Visited Oct 16, 2005)

Sunday, October 16, 2005

Birthday party -- Liliw, Laguna

My friends and I decided to sample the pasta concoctions at Arabella's, a tiny restaurant in one corner off the main road. The Milky Way shake is heavenly and the pasta was good!

And don't miss out the kesong puti pizza. Yum!

(Visited: July 3, 2005)

Kissimmee, Florida -- My home away from home

I spent six days in Kissimmee because this was the venue for the AACC 2005 conference. The hotel was spectacular, the food was scrumptious, and best of all: the tourist destinations were amazing!

The must sees that I've been to: Pleasure Island and Magic Kingdom in DisneyWorld, and CityWalk at the Universal Studios. There are countless more places to see and it will definitely take more than five days to go to all of them!

(Visited Sept 11, 2005)

Saturday, October 15, 2005

The Kennedy Space Center

A few weeks after being in Florida, I found myself watching Apollo 13 on Star Movies. Apollo 13 is the movie that made me skip reviewing my Biology notes the night before my second quarterly exam back in high school. Only a Tom Hanks movie can do that!

This movie also brought me back to my first day in Florida… September 10, 2005….

The staff at the Grain Quality and Nutrition Research Center in IRRI had betted that I won’t be able to tour the area during my first day there because of jet lag. After all, the plane rides took more than a day! A two-hour flight to Hongkong, a thirteen-hour flight to Los Angeles, an eight-hour wait at the LA airport, and a six-hour straight flight to Orlando (or was it four?)… they expected that I’d be wrecked by jet lag and disorientation!

Jet lag? What jet lag?!

And so I arrived on a bright and early morning. I barely slept in the planes because my body clock had gone haywire on me. But once I landed at the Orlando International, I was bright-eyed and ready for some adventure! My cousin and his wife met me at the baggage claim counter. After checking in at the hotel and taking a quick shower, we had breakfast at the International House of Pancakes (ihop). Then we started the long drive to the Kennedy Space Center.

The road towards Kennedy was so big. It reminded me of the South Superhighway in the Philippines. Only in Florida, the highway had more lanes, which were also wider and smoother. Instead of rice paddies and conifers along the sides, I saw swamps and thick forest vegetation. After all, Florida was the gator sanctuary in North America. There were also huge predatory birds circling the skies above the highway. I think I saw an eagle and a crow, but I couldn’t be sure because they were so far away.

After a 45-mile journey, we took the turn towards the Center’s visitors area. The first thing that I noticed at the ticketing site was the astronaut suit on top of the roof! After buying tickets, and being inspected by the guards, we decided to catch the last bus tour to the space shuttle program…

It turned out that the Space Center was also a conservation park for dugongs, gators, and birds. The bus driver pointed at the eagle’s nest… it was as big as my Civic! Anyway, the rairoad tracks used for transporting the space shuttle from one point to the other was also BIG.

But the focal point of it all was the Vehicle Assembly Building. In there, the space shuttle can be positioned to stand up on its tail while engineers look at it, and there will still be some headspace! The doors are taller than the spacecraft because the shuttle and the two booster rockets should fit nicely through (while standing). All I could say then was WOW!

Beyond this building, there was a shuttle carrier wich literally crawled along the highway-sized road, chugging 45 gallons of fuel every mile (or hour? I’m not sure), to bring the space shuttle and the rockets to the launch pad. I didn’t get near the pad though, because the tour didn’t go there.

Next stop was the Apollo-Saturn Mission Center, where we were taken back through time to the heyday of space research, the era when man went to the moon. The highlight was this recreation of Neil Armstrong’s moonwalk and Jim Lovell’s successful failure also known as Apollo 13 (which is my fave mission). There was a life-size exhibit of the Apollo spacecraft, from service module, to command module, to lunar module. I was amazed that these people, the best engineers, to the best chemists, were able to bring men to the moon and back safely to Earth using the early computer technology (which we deem low tech today). I was really impressed!

Finally, the tour had ended and we went back to the visitors’ area. I enjoyed this trip so much because I have long dreamt of going to Cape Canaveral. Come to think of it, I became fascinated about space flights when Daddy first brought us to the Planetarium in Luneta, not when I’ve read Jim Lovell’s Apollo 13 account (which eventually became a movie).

Ah, the dream came true at last!

Winchester Mystery House

This mansion in San Jose CA is the spookiest location I’ve been in recent years, primarily because it was the actual home of Mrs. Winchester, the wife of the inventor of the Winchester rifle. The house is the longest continuous construction site in the whole world, taking 38 years to build, and yet it lies largely unfinished. The construction went on only as long as the madame of the house was alive, but as soon as she died, the construction stopped.

Mrs. Winchester was convinced that she was being haunted by the souls of everyone killed by the Winchester rifle. Proof of that convinced her of this were the deaths of her husband and of her daughter. I think she became bonkers by then; she decided to build a mansion where all the souls that wanted to terrorize her would be lost and won’t find her.

Thus, using her bulging savings account, she started building a modest house with 160 rooms and seven floors. The guide called some of the stairs “easy rider” stairs because of the height of the steps. Mrs. Winchester suffered from arthritis, and she couldn’t lift her legs too high. In fact, the steps were so low that it would take seven flights of thirteen steps each to reach the other end of the room. She also had closets built that were as big as rooms and one-way doors (once you’ve closed the door, you can’t exit that way). There were also ascending stairs that end up on the room below the one you’ve started on! The house was really strange! The stained glass windows were so expensive because they were bought from Tiffany’s. The gardens were also vast and really maintained…

What’s so spooky about this great house then? There’s a part of the mansion that was entirely blocked off ’til the tourism board took over. In this section, which was left unrepaired, were the damage left by the 1906 San Francisco quake. The whole section was in disarray. It really looked sad and abandoned. Plus, since the house was really a gigantic maze, the tour guide warned us early on that if we ventured away from the tour group, we might get lost forever! Creepy! I’m one person who’s easily spooked.

Once the tour was finished, the guide told us we walked over a mile inside the mansion… but that included only a little over a hundred rooms. The rest of the house was still not open to the public. SCARY!!!!

The AACC conference 2005

Jokes are always half-meant, or so they say. And now I believe the wisecracking person who said that. A few months back, I joked that I’ll be going to the US really really soon and visit the Kennedy Space Center and DisneyWorld, and see my family in California. Then, in June of this year, this joke came true when my paper was accepted for oral presentation at the annual meeting of the American Association of Cereal Chemists! With only a few short weeks to prepare, I hurried to organise my travel documents, my presentation, and my itinerary to visit all the places I’d liked to visit. Finally, on September 9, I took off for Orlando (which I think was posted in another of my blogs).

Anyway, I finally arrived at the conference. The venue was breath-taking! Gaylord Palms Resort and Convention Center was so huge I got lost while exploring it! The pictures in the website were deceiving… there was more to the hotel than what was in the site!

On the first day of the convention, I attended the orientation for first-time attendees. It was a great way of meeting people, especially for me, because I didn’t have an idea of what to expect from the conference. Then there was open gala event when the exhibits were opened for public viewing. The exhibition site was really big… I haven’t seen an exhibit that huge when I attended the PSM or the FCSSP conferences in the Philippines. I also didn’t expect to see so many Filipino attendees. Many of them were students while the rest were working there (right after graduation). One of Mommy’s friends was there, and I had dinner with him and another of his colleagues. We ate at Pacino’s Italian Restaurant somewhere along W. Irlo Memorial Road. The food was delicious… and the serving size was big!

The shock of how big the conference was did not sink in until the second day (September 12). On that day, I realised that there were four plenary sessions going on in four huge ballrooms simultaneously! Plus, there were sixteen technical sessions being held at sixteen different meeting rooms. And that was only for the AACC conference. There were two more events taking place with it. My co-adviser, Dr. Melissa Fitzgerald, presented her paper that day. I then knew why everyone was impressed by her… she was able to present her topic with as much technical jargon without overdoing it, and she infused humor to sustain audience attention. I hope someday that I’ll talk that way.

And so the second day wound down into night. Since I was presenting the next day, I started suffering from the usual pre-presentation jitters. I had diarrhea and lost my appetite; thus, I opted to stay in my room and watch the season enders of CSI:Miami and Desperate Housewives (or was it on the plane?). Finally, I got calm enough to sleep and dread the next days’ activities.

September 13 broke bright and early. As I prepared to calm my nerves, Melissa asked to see my presentation. After an initial look, she decided that we have to revamp it… tweak it… overhaul it, more like it! So, barely an hour before my talk, we were busily typing all the rewrites for my presentation.At the same time, she was dictating… no, reminding… me of what I was supposed to say about this topic and that topic. Whew! That was indeed a blessing in disguise because due to this distraction, I was more worried about being on time for the presentation than on what I was supposed to say! Twenty minutes later, after my talk, I felt relieved. I was done… I was no longer in suspended agony. It was time to eat ice cream!

On September 14, I discovered that there was an ice cream bar called Ben and Jerry’s inside the hotel. So I grabbed a cup for breakfast… I think it was choco chip flavored. For lunch, I met a Filipina working for the USDA. She invited me to join her and a friend go to Universal Studios after 5pm. And I obliged. After lunch, we went our separate ways and I listened in to some more lectures. There was a guy from Ghana who was so intrigued by how much rice was eaten in Asia, and decided to talk with me at length about it. I attended the Young Professionals’ Event at 4pm where I met one of the attendees of the meeting orientation. Plus one of the Indonesian students from Purdue. There was also a girl from Honduras (I think) who was studying also in Purdue. It was a great way of networking. They had so many stories to tell. Though I couldn’t say that I could relate entirely with them… after all, I am studying in an Australian University and all of them are either enrolled in the US, or in Canada.

Finally, it was time to go. I packed my suitcase and my backpack with all the goodies I have hoarded during this trip. I promised myself I’ll create a scrapbook of all the adventures I’ve had in this trip. This is one way of reliving and preserving the memory. Though I know that so many words can never match the pictures in my head.

I’ve met so many good people and attended a very informative conference this year. I’m going to try my best to attend again next year… at the World Grains Summit at the Moscone Center in San Francisco. 

Pier 39: And the Saga Continues

Still on my “field trip” to the Americas…

I’ve never been to Pier One, one of the hottest nightspots in Metro Manila, but I have been to Pier 39 on Fisherman’s Wharf, one of the must-sees in San Francisco.

Despite not immediately seeing water, I knew we where near the wharf because of the huge number of birds traversing the Embarcadero. There were pelicans and sea gulls and albatrosses. These birds were not flapping abut as in Florida. Instead, they were nesting on top of cars, scavenging for food, walking along the streets with people… it was so amazing to be in a bird “sanctuary” where people and birds coexist! I’ve never seen this large bird populations in the Philippines primarily because I don’t live or work near the sea.

Dining at Fisherman’s Wharf is all wrong without taking the traditional fare of seafood. Ah, my good cousin Donnell knew the best place for clam chowder. We went to one of the oldest restaurants in the area (no Bubba Gump of the Forrest Gump fame… I’m very allergic to shrimp) and ordered clam chowder in sourbread bowls. Yum! It’s the first time I’ve eaten clam chowder in a bread bowl!

After the scrumptious dinner, we trooped to the boardwalk to see the local attractions. There were many street acts along the way. I was amazed at an actor who didn’t have his shirt on, and yet I was covered with a jacket! The wind was brisk and cold. There was no way I could stand that cold without a jacket on! Then, there was a lady acrobat smack at the center of the boardwalk. She asked two guys from the audience to carry a pole on which she was doing all of her stunts!

Frankly, I liked the boardwalk of Fisherman’s Wharf better than the concrete floors of Universal Studios’ CityWalk and DisneyWorld’s Pleasure Island… I felt, in this small spot of California, like I was really away from home and into a strange part of the globe. It had so much atmosphere, and so many stories to tell.

A really great experience!

Thursday, September 29, 2005

There are no cats in America…

“There are no cats in America/ and the streets are filled with cheese/ There are no cats in America/ It keeps your mind at ease…”
These are the lines of a song I have learned since I was a kid watching The American Tail on Betamax. The lyrics suddenly came to mind while I was on my way to Florida to attend the American Association of Cereal Chemists meeting in Florida (Sept 11-14, 2005). The song spoke of finding greener pastures on the other side of the world.

True enough, when I got to my destination, everything was more abundant, more grandiose, larger than life even. Primarily because I was staying in a tourist spot designed to take everyone’s breath away. The Kennedy Space Center was definitely the highlight of my trip, with all its gigantic machinery that has brought man to the moon and back again. Disneyworld in downtown Orlando was also a sight to see. The hotel I stayed in, the Gaylord Palms, was a great place to stay with the themed restaurants that make you feel like you’re in Hogwarts’ great hall, dining under the sky.

I didn’t feel away from home because the weather was generally like at home. But I did miss my food. After two days there, I couln’t stand not eating rice! I have never felt farthest from home.

…Until I arrived in the Bay area in California. The weather there was COLD… in summer. Well, colder than what I’m used to. I had to wear a jacket the whole day! And the wind was strong! The San Francisco area was just like Makati… only, all the skyscrapers are chucked into a small space with streets just as small as those inside the UPLB campus!

I’ve been there, and now I’m back again. In this trip, I learned that once you leave home to see the world, you’ll find more reasons to stay. :) 

Friday, July 29, 2005

Grave Danger… spoilers beware!

I watched the season ender of CSI: Crime Scene Investigation last Wednesday on AXN. It was literally a heart stopper! The episode, directed by Quentin Tarantino, was a case where Nick Stokes was the kidnap victim of a bereaved father. Nick was buried alive in a plexiglas coffin with limited air supply, a gun, and a tape recorder. The kidnapper asked for ransom, and then blows himself up after showing himself to Grissom! At this point, I was hugging my pillow out of fright!

And when Warrick and Greg began digging at the kidnapper’s scene, I really thought they’ve found Nick. Too bad for me, the coffin they found only had a dog inside a prototype plexiglas coffin…

This is one episode that gripped me from the start to the end. George Eads acted superbly under the direction of Tarantino. He whould be nominated, even awarded, an acting plum for his performance… I was so nervous I almost bit my nails. And I was teary-eyed the whole time!

Tarantino once again showed a masterful hand in directing. Grave Danger reminded me of Kill Bill with all its heightened violence and ironic scenes. And the music reminded me of Pulp Fiction… don’t ask me why. It just did.

I was touched with Grissom’s dedication to his staff. He was more than a boss - he was a friend… almost a father to Nick, Warrick, Catherine, Sara, and Greg. And the way he asked Eckley to get his guys back together almost made me cry. I hope that next season, the whole team will be together again. But I don’t know how Catherine will handle a demotion.

Wednesday, June 22, 2005

il divo

Anton San Diego once praised their music in his column in the Inquirer. That made me curious with the cosmopolitan “boy band.”

Last weekend, I finally got a copy of the group’s self-titled CD. And I fully agree with Mr. San Diego’s review… the music was great!

I have never heard classically trained vocals approach pop music without sounding contrived. The arrangements of all songs were soothing to the ear. Though I couldn’t understand a word they’re singing when the song’s not in English, I could still feel the emotions rendered by “Regresa Mi” and their version of “My Way.”

It was a surprise to learn that American Idol’s Simon Cowell produced the album. No wonder he’s brash and blunt in AI. When he sees talent, he sees REAL talent. After a few rounds in the CD player, I still couldn’t get enough of Il Divo. This is going to be one more permanent CD in my play list… and I’m now looking forward to their next album.

Monday, May 30, 2005

Dr. Punongbayan: Scientist and Hero

I’d like to thank Dr. Raymundo Punongbayan for being a great scientist. He’s name is forever associated to lahar, Mt. Pinatubo, and earthquakes. More importantly, he was a mentor to so many people, even to kids who needed answers about that fateful volcanic eruption in the early 90’s.

He was a role model to budding scientists: he was very generous in sharing his knowledge; he was passionate about his craft; and he was an expert in his field (he was recognized worldwide). Plus, his job was the most exciting professions I’ve encountered. Most importantly, he died doing what he loved.

In short, this geology professor, who I never met personally, but have seen countless times on television, inspired me to pursue the field less traveled. He gave a face to the word SCIENTIST. And he was a HERO.

His legacy will live on in the hearts and minds of the young scientists, who as kids, watched him talking about volcanoes on national television. His accomplishments will forever challenge us to strive to be the best in our chosen fields. May we live up to match or better what he did before.

Sunday, May 29, 2005

Seeing things from a different perspective

The doctor said I won’t be able to see properly for the next six to eight hours. I should bring a companion who could help me go home because I would have difficulty seeing. Internet sites said that people who underwent the procedure couldn’t drive home, and had to arrange their transportation before hand. I should just keep activities to a minimum, and rest the day off…

Yesterday, I had an eye exam to check my retinas. The doctor dilated my pupils using eyedrops… the drops effectively reduced my reading capacity to zilch, but distant objects remained clear. In short, I was far-sighted for about eight hours.

What did the world look like through dilated pupils? During the first few hours, I felt like I stepped into a dreamy, surreal world: the sharp contrasts between bright and dark reminded me of the final scenes in LOTR: Return of the King. I could not distinguish white from silver, or even from yellow. The dullest greens burst as if they were neon signs. Yellow flashers were as fiery as sunlight. Though the sky was cloudy during the midafternoon, what I saw could be mistaken as scenes during high noon.

This was even stranger: I couldn’t read any text smaller than font size 16. Pictures were blurry patches of color. This was a nightmare to any bookworm, who would rather pass the time reading a good book than going around the mall. But because of this temporary disability, instead of resting, I just walked around the mall, ’til the medicine wore off.

And did I insist on driving? You bet I did! Did I bring a companion? Heck, no! And did I stay home? Nope… I even drove to a classmate’s birthday party mere four hours after my exam. I figured that since I was able to have chocofrap with cousins at starbucks just three hours after the dentist surgically removed two impacted wisdom teeth, I could still attend this party four hours after the exam.

More importantly, I experienced a paradigm shift yesterday. All along, I always thought that far-sighted people were in a better position that near-sighted ones because they could see distances while myopic people are blind without their glasses or contact lenses. Now I know I was wrong. It was difficult being far-sighted because I couldn’t eat properly, or read normally. It was just as difficult as being near-sighted.

The grass isn’t necessarily greener on the other side of the fence.

Friday, May 20, 2005

Finally, I finished the LOTR trilogy

I was formerly intimidated by this book… primarily because it was too long. But now, I’m proud to announce that I’m done! Hurrah!

Plus, I’m so hooked with the story, like everyone else, that I “found” my elf-name… it’s Orelinde (which was of, course, picked out at random).

Review: Kingdom of Heaven (2005)

I love this movie… Thank you Dial and Jill for watching it with me! : )

It’s just quite creepy watching Orlando Bloom as a knight in Jerusalem… on a set that looks a lot like Minas Tirith (though the colors had a tinge of brown instead of bright white) wielding a sword (not a bow and some arrows) against Saladin’s men (with shields that remind me of those used by orcs).

Ridley Scott again presented a great story. I enjoyed watching it a lot! : )

I finally entered the blog age

Blog… ano ba yan? Online diary? That was my question when my siblings were introducing me to the concept. But when friendster started this new feature, I decided to give it a go and find out what blogs are.

So, what really are blogs?