wander, woman

one of those nights i thought hey-- i should write this down. i might. might. have reached the point where that smugness, smugidity, smug has finally worn. it might be because of age, may be because of time. whatever it is, it's making me rhyme. again. like something lost now finally found. someone i had, an old familiar sound. must not drop the ball, do not do this in haste. write. make. tell stories. create. always wanting, always hungry, let all things percolate.

It's airline food, why are we even expecting a lot from it, right? Well, I believe that if you are riding on a 'premium' steed that been listed as among best in the industry, expecting them to provide good service (and food should be part of it) should never be understated. So far with my son, on the non-budget airline category (because we've already flown Cebu Pacific for Christmas Holidays when A was a year old) we have tried Singapore Airlines, Cathay Pacific Air and Emirates and here are a few notes on their selections. (to be constantly updated) - Singapore Airlines 1. SIN-MNL-SIN, Economy, 3+ hrs flight with a 6 month old infant Baby Meal: Is the usual bottled baby food, mostly flavored apple sauce and if you're lucky (like on A's first time), wider variations such as turkey with squash and corn, or pear. *Now the problem with that is--our son does not eat bottled baby food. Having said this, I think it is still our responsibility, as parents t...

I have forever been a frustrated musician. the human voice may be a musical instrument, fine, but I've always admired people who can play an instrument. and play really well. my first 'real' foray into this, and by real i mean i got into it by my own derision, so the 'shared' organ and the 'wtf, i did not see that coming pa, but thank you' guitar both gifted to me by my parents does not count--  well, it was the flute. my freshmen bff menchu. note the awkward -looking geek on the right. i played in a band, gedemit. not that 'cool' band, more of a school band. we played marches and a little bit of pocahontas if you get what i mean. the flute was a dream come true, I felt like Hikaru Katsuragi, minus the pleasant face and coiffed hair. i didn't have the money to buy one (thank god not everyone was good with it so i don't have to share it with so many others--i meant you, clarinet playahs), so I had to borrow the school's. Unlu...