dirty finger nun

what a spectacle that had been. jeepney, two nuns in full white habits, one of them cupping her chin with her left hand but with the middle finger extended, apparently oblivious of the gesture and its meaning. truly a splendid sight to see, one only jerks like me would enjoy as much. i dont know but i think i have a special eye for things like that. but unfortunately, my cellphone battery was empty hence i wasnt able to take a picture (it was dead hours before i rode that jeepney and i actually took it out of my pocket to take a shot, forgetting its uselessness). i could google one but it just wouldnt compare to the real-life actual image. dirty finger nun... sounds like a bad western film, eh?

for the two-hundred sixty-four millionth time, sorry for failing to update this blog frequently. ive still got a lot of wrinkles to iron out. for instance, layla and i moved out of our rat-infested apartment in guadalupe and took residence at a new cleaner headquarters in somewhere jp rizal. it's a good find (thanks to her daddy-o). we have yet to transfer all of our stuff out of the old place and into the new one.

i will end this one with a freakin cool character poster for the upcoming da vinci code movie, silas being dark-side-anakin-sykwalker-ish. although i am the only one in the whole world who hasnt read the book, im still looking forward to watching the film. not interested in buying the book anytime soon but i sorta kinda wanna give it a flipping. anyone wanna lend me a copy? takey carey, everybodey!