Only costs a little less than P20k too.
Author: Gabriel
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Broken Flowers Movie Review
Almost by accident I watched Broken Flowers, and the fact that I had 0 expectations I think, adds to how I think this is probably one of the best movies I’ve ever watched.
I came about it when I checked out Rotten Tomatoes for some reason or other, and happened onto a Bill Murray movies compilation, which of course I checked out and, having realized I had watched most of them, focused on those I hadn’t.
This is the part I describe Broken Flowers but it’s not gonna be easy. It’s the story of an aging Don Juan, Murray’s character cheekily named Don Johnston, who lives a fairly empty life after having done well for himself and gone through several, obviously failed, relationships.
Johnston never shows any frustration, regret or for that matter, joy in the way things have turned out for him though. Rather, he lives everyday pretty much the same, falling asleep in front of his fancy TV and stereo in his upper middle class home alone.
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I Support The RH Bill
..and would like you to do too, and hopefully you’ll show your support as well, by putting this on your blog if you have one:
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Learn More About The Philippines via Korean Documentaries
Every night free TV Channel 13 shows these Korean documentaries made for a Korean audience about the Philippines.
Last week I caught one about how Pinoys like music so much and how it is so ingrained in our culture. A few minutes ago I just finished another one about eco – tourism in places like Bohol and some island I can’t remember. Both times weren’t fawnish or critical in any way. The music one covered showbands and young people joining and getting into bands to use as tickets to find gigs abroad, while at the same time featuring people like Charice Pempengco and a band or two that were into it purely for love of music. They even featured a tv channel in Cebu which shows old people singing ancient Bisaya songs live in a tone and pace unfamiliar to me and dissimilar to Kundiman. People just call a number flashed on the screen for requests and they oblige.
The more recent one I just finished discussed the near wasteland the Rice Terraces were turning out to be because their young people preferred working elsewhere or in tourism related jobs, effectively eroding the reason why tourists went there in the first place.
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Knock off the hippy shit, strap on a helmet and start shooting.
Ari Gold is my hero. He’s the guy I’ve always been but was too shy to let come out because I was too worried about offending people whom I really shouldn’t care about anyway.
Whew what a mouthful. ‘Nyway here he is.
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I Am Writing This Post Because It’s Raining Outside
.. and therefore, a brownout will ensue afterwards. That is how it is in our village each time. Strangely enough it happens after a big downpour, when everything seems to have settled down. First, it rains cats and dogs, then suddenly you hear a large explosion but from very far away. See, there’s a transformer thingamajing near the entrance of the village, and after a downpour the thing ‘explodes’ in a way that I might imagine dynamite would. It’s one of those things that when you hear, sounds like a big deal, but because its far away, you might miss if you’re busy doing something else.
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And I make her smile, It’s like a drug for you, Do ever what you want to do, Coming over you..
Have you ever gotten that feeling you were spoiled rotten and you feel kinda feel guilty that you’re enjoying yourself too much?
