Have you swung your flap lately?

from some highly acclaimed professional haiku writer:

COFFEE HAIKU

It's okay. Be sweet.

Open your heart to the world.

Swing your metal flap.

I think this profession has just topped human christmastree and imaginary friend in my list

The Buzz worthy

This is just too fun-eee to not share! So there's a Comtec gimmick tonight at Mati which i wasn't able to go to since i had to make poopoo because the tsokolate batirol i had for dinner doubled as a laxative. So i sent my regrets to the Bovine Diva who quickly replied: "It's OK. But *BEEP* (i had to edit my post due to her divaness. let's just call her TONI...as in toni pinangang) is here and you're missing this."

Hahaha. I tell you, if i didnt need to poop, i'd go just to see that priceless moment! she really knows how to motivate me! ;P

All Worked Out

ok, people. i'd like to take this moment to vent a little.. ready?
yesterday i was at the gym and i wanted to use this one machine (now i wont specify which machine that was) but unfortunately, some guy was sitting there texting God-knows-who for what felt like an eternity! :P quite honestly, although i believe i might be part of the minority of people who actually go to the gym just to work-out, that means sans socializing and flirting with the other gym members, or with the personal trainers,etc, i really do not mind when i see others using the gym as a dating arena. however, there are some nuisances i will choose not to tolerate. and that is the hogging of machines and/or equipment during their "socializing hour". i mean really, it's just plain selfish! just exchange numbers and get on with your workout people! hahaha.

as an added note: i still find it amazing that the gym has become a venue for meeting people. i mean really, how attractive can one be if they're all sweaty? or does all the sweat remind them of other things...

It's beginning to look a lot like Christmas

oh soooo peaceful...

meanwhile here's Datta putting the finishing touches

on our 6-foot anatomically-correct snowMAN

Some Things Just Shouldn't Go Together

And the "Dumbest Movie Title of the Year" Award goes to...

black spots

like constellations, these spots have meaning...

Ode to feet, by Aaron O'Keefe

What was given in beauty to my hands, must have been taken from my feet. I don't have that lovely a pair but I don't complain because they work just fine. So what if i'm lampa.
In a recent visit I had them professionally cleaned for P80! ($1.63 based on the current exchange rate) and the woman who did me the service was such an expert on the field that she didn't fail to note how i hadn't had them cleaned recently. An amazing observation.
Picture shows my revived toes which couldn't help but inspire a beloved to compose this literary masterpiece:

You know I used to think that without you I'd be completely lonely. At least that was until you emailed me a picture of your ravishing feet.

Those beautiful, painted, white feet of yours never ask me to watch stupid, poorly made romantic comedies. Those feet, my soulmates, my soulfeet! never try to feed me sushi. They just seem to smile at me and wink. In fact, I think I'll write a poem for each toe on those beautiful soulfeet. Here goes....poem #1 for toe #1 on your left foot....entitled "Her Crooked, Hobbled, Little Toe"

Her Crooked, Hobbled, Little Toe

her crooked
hobbled
little
toe
probably feels so jealous
of the other pretty toes.

The other pretty, relatively straight toes
probably make fun of her
crooked
hobbled
little
toe.

bow

ass, balls or inflated vagina?