death by diaper

what kind of a freakin blog entry title is that, you ask? well, here's a filler first: blog entry title explanation in the intro...

after lunch and a nap, i decided to take a stroll around batangas city proper, something i havent done for eons. i wanted to revisit the places i frequented in the past, which are mostly bootleg dvd stalls. i also wanted to buy mikmik. i failed to purchase even a single sachet of this delicious chocolate powder heaven-sweet supersnack for lo and behold, old yeller, the marketplace where they sold has been decimated and replaced by the big steel skeleton of a possibly new one in construction. the pirate alleys havent changed much. well, the prices have lowered but i didnt find anything i felt like watching. i went home sweaty, stopped by the supermarket in our village for some midnight munchies (i was supposed to watch plan 9 from outer space tonight but the download aint done yet grr). anyways, on my way downtown, while riding the jeepney which played britney spears songs the whole time, i saw a lady selling diapers on the sidewalk. they seem to have no brand and were packed in clear plastic bags. a guy was making an inquiry. and the very first thing that jumped into my head was: killer diapers. an evil possessed diaper strapping itself to the man's face, choking him to death. hence, the title. (bow!)

that little stroll down memory avenue also helped me pull out something inside of me that has been hiding for a long time. i am gonna write a short story. ive been having loads of ideas for short films that i swear i would shoot the moment ive amassed enough funds, and all of them have been kicking at me to be let out. my muse picked one of those ideas and told me to write it as a short story (there's this mute girl, you see, and... i cant tell you the rest). i dont know why it chose that one, but madame muse convinced me and so now i have the urge to put my creative gift to good use once again. to give you an image of how this muse thing works, think of gollum from the lord of the rings. the story idea is the one ring, in his hand. substitute that ugly creature with a gorgeous naked nymph, but keep the creepiness. and instead of hissing "my preciouss...", she is seducing me and telling me to "write thisss one..."

movie review time! i've got two, both are quite late. but before we get to them, allow me to rant a bit. i really wish i could do this for a living. watch a movie, make a review. yes, even pinoy films, as long as i get paid. im pretty certain im equipped for that kind of work, ive seen a number of movie reviews done on television and none of them were good. not that im saying i am good, i just believe i can do a better job, because basically all they do is summarize the film's plot and say it's good or bad. meh. as for my reviews, you be the judge if they rock or if they suck ('cause if you ask me, it's all gee-double-oh-dee good): nacho libre and the break-up. again in the spankin new template.

sorry, no links for today. but for you spider-man fans like me who cant wait to get their arses in theaters ot watch the third, if you don't mind the blurriness, i have here the link to that awesome footage shown to lucky bastards and bastardess in the san diego comic con! (the youtube versions were taken down) quick before it's too late! you gotta click here. there's a venomous surprise at the end.

okay... i'm off, kids. ima hit the sack and try to sleep longer than four hours. dont be like me, take care of yourselves always. snoogans.

p.s. dont know what in tarnation is wrong with blogger but i cant put pictures in. jeez.