Binatang Pilipina

by Proceso Geladuga II

2008

24 x 30 inches

oil on canvas

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Ryeness, "Binatang Pilipina"

Here It Is.

The Dan & Rye Show Season 3,

Out Now!

http://thedanandryeshow.blogspot.com/

Isang Tulog Na Lang!!

The Dan & Rye Show Season 3

opens April 14 2008, 11pm-HK time

artwork credit: Remcyl of Ang Kabadingan ng Pilipino

Subaybayan...

Apologies.

My apologies.

Look, I'm really busy, ok? I'm so busy I don't even have time to come up with a decent post. Or spend some quality time with my best friend, Dan. Or edit part 3 of the Bohol trip series. Or coordinate with TD&RS web designer. Or make myself some dinner. I'm sorry, it's just that.... Uhmm... Nora Walker (Emmy Award-winner Sally Field) is in love with Isaak (Danny Glover).

Hello! That's Danny Glover and Sally Field. And that's just the tip of the iceberg, I'm telling ya. I'll be back soon, I promise. For now, here's something to make you dancers, dance aficionados, performers, and fans of American Idol and So You Think You Can Dance, drool. (Thanks, Tebs for sharing!)

Ikalawang Yugto In English Is Second Part

The 5AM Post

Somebody--- anybody--- please wake me up at 10am. I can't go to the gym later and I need to at least call my gym buddy to apologize profusely.


I didn't plan to not go. It's just that I can't work out with only 4 hours of sleep. I know it's my fault. It was a lapse in judgement on my part. It's 5am, and I'm right here, sitting naked, alone in my living room, with an empty bottle of red wine, an overflowing ashtray and a dry glass beside me. I've been sobbing and chuckling and sobbing-and-chuckling-at-the-same-time sporadically over the past 12 hours and I am here now, quite tipsy and feeling stupid. Not to mention, hooked. Big time.


Blame Enan and Steve and Josh (oh no! Josh... not you again!) for introducing me to this latest addiction.


And blame Greg Berlanti, the dramatic genius of our generation, as well --- the director of The Broken Hearts club (which, by the way I have seen for over a million times and will continue to do so until the day I die) --- for bringing us Brothers & Sisters. Damn! I just can't get enough of it!

Oh! I've gotten way out of control with this marathon. I barely spoke to any of my friends since the time I sat in front of my computer and started watching. I ditched calls, I ignored IMs, I even missed dinner, for Chrissakes!


Okay, enough. I'm gonna go to bed now so that I can wake up before 10 to be able to at least call my poor gym buddy.


Alright, alright. Maybe not yet. Just one more episode, I promise. Sarah & Joe are finally reconciling and that stupid Justin is starting to get to know Rebecca. And Hollie! Oh my god, she said "I let you treat me like dirt because I loved and respected your father. But I am done treating you with any measure of civility." She is about to step up and take revenge! I wonder what grand plans she is coming up with. And that guy, that model guy that Samantha Jones dated in SATC, remember him? He and Kevin are dating. Oh, and Rob Lowe. Rob Lowe, yes, Rob Lowe.

One last episode. I promise.

I Lied.

Yes, I did. I lied.

And although it is painful to admit it, I will admit it dauntlessly, because you are a friend of mine and you've been nothing but good to me. You deserve the truth. The truth I will give you. Here. Now.

And the truth is -- No. I haven't stopped drinking. Neither have I quit smoking. I haven't and I have no plans of doing so in the near future.

I just switched to a different brand of moisturizer. That's all.

Kiehl's Ultra Facial Tinted Moisturizer
I've given up on L'oreal for Men. They just don't work for me.

And ok, I admit there are two more products that I'm using now. But I'm not ready to divulge them just yet. Don't worry, I will someday.

Since You Asked For It

...this is just the beginning.

What Could Be More Ridiculous

...than a fag saying "I'm not gay. I'm a straight-tripper"?

A person texting: "Oh please. Discussions thru text are so lame. So lame. And i will end with that.", after involving himself in an sms-exchange that bounced back and forth 9 times. Nine. If he thought it was lame, how come 4 of those 9 messages came from him? How, in God's dear name did that happen?

Evasion? Is that what it's called? Or finding an easy way out? Or maybe double standards? Maybe that's it. Double standards. Almost like when he said "The world doesn't revolve around you and your standards." Can you believe that statement would come from the same person, take note: the same person that expected everyone whom he was on vacation with to adjust to his sudden tantrums and outbursts (in the plural) of obnoxiousness?

And yes, maybe he should end with that. Because the more he talks (or texts), whether as a statement or "a mere conversation with friends" (so friendly conversations aren't supposed to be taken seriously anymore? Anything we say in a conversation with friends should never be quoted?), the more he makes an inconsistent fool of himself.

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Broadcast you want, broadcast I give you.

I play fair, y'know, in case you were too busy coming up with profound philosophies that, preposterously, you can not live up to, to notice.

When this whole thing starts to get in your nerve and you start feeling pissed off, remind yourself that you started it. Or at least ask someone to remind you. A friend. A real friend --- someone you really listen to. (Is there anyone at all that you listen to anyway? I doubt there is; because while the world doesn't revolve around me, you still think it revolves around you. How lucky can you get!)

I'm done pampering you. I'm so done stroking your fragile ego and your emotional immaturity that you hide under the guise of lambing.

And I'm done with this post. For now.

Good night!

You Know Who To Blame

This is Josh.

He is one of the newest friends that I have and truly enjoy being with.



Tonight Dan and I invited him over to our place for some drinks. Chris promised to come as well. So did Nelson. It was very spontaneous, in comparison to our other get-togethers.



At around 10:30pm, Nelson and Chris arrived with a 3-liter box of white commercial white wine, and Josh, with a bag of chips, flavored cream cheese, and his poker set. None of us knew how to play poker but he was determined to make us learn in less than 30 minutes. We did. And enjoyed it immensely.

This is Josh.

If you see me in the future, sleeping on the streets, penniless, it's probably because I've spent all my money on casino.



You know who to blame.


P.s. Oh! Earlier tonight, Josh read my post entitled "Choices" and decided to give me a bottle of 212. So if you see me in the future, sleeping on the streets, penniless, but smelling of Carolina Herrera 212, you know who to blame. And thank na rin.