I realize it is a bit late, but this emotional piece rendered by a child on display near the entrance of the WTC summarizes at an individual level the human tragedy that befell us all that day in September.
Be very afraid!
I have found a new outlet to totally waste my time on.
Behold, the number one issue of …
Astonishing Adventures of the Aguilas!
I know, it is just another web comic. But humor me! Click on the thumb nail, then
let me know what you think. Or give me gobs of money, so I could do this full time.
Either one will do.
Heh.
Consie, Mom & I went out to atlantic city this weekend.
As per Gimik Law #4 ” Time spent Planning is inversely proportional to Likelihood of Event taking place. ”
It was a fun albeit tiring day & evening trip ending with a Times Square visit in all of its teeming masses & blazing neon light glory.
Much joy (& feet soreness next day) was had by all.
But Snack&Wheels at Port Authority? I beseech the retail gods to strike down thou coffee machine, for it is inhumane to charge $1.65 for that lousy cup that tastes like watered down sludge sandwater.
Otherwise, it was a great trip!
So Consie was telling me about this girl she worked with in the past … she was a Filipina who worked in a muticultural workplace, so the non-Filipinas asked her:
" Oh so do you and Consie come from the same place ? "
Which got a terse reply of:
" Oh no, I am from Makati! "
This was made all the more humorous maybe a few weeks later when upon scrutiny of her Friendster Profile, the Home Town was Isabela, and the Makati part of her stay was as a student in a school there for maybe two or three years, tops.
Personally, it is no big deal where you are from, really. But what I was able to infer from this line was that she had a notion that declaring herself as a native of Makati instead of Isabela somehow … increased her worth. I could just imagine her early years in the Big City Lights of Makati, how she could have recieved ridiculous "Makati Girls"cattiness like:
" Oh, you are from Isabela ? " (insert snort here)
which sounds suprisingly similar to the line:
" Oh I am from Makati! "
upon moving to the US.
Morality Tale:
#1. Do not judge a person by his national or local origin: it breeds anger and haughtiness. And exposes your stupidity as a human being.
#2. If you are going to make a cover story, make sure your Friendster Profile does not betray you.
#3. Can’t we all just get along ?
I have heard that planning a wedding could be a difficult task.
Little did we know just how hard as simple as drafting a tentative guest list would be.
Oh, and she was ok. That was just Unexpected-Number-of-Guests Syndrome that temporarily overwhelmed her.
The problem with gastronomic adventure is one occasionally walks and eats right into unpleasantness.
The hot dog/sausage place trumpeted favorable NY Times reviews & articles: so we tried it out.
Two dry sausages & unappetizing sides later, we were glad only ten dollars were sacrificed for this ill-conceived fling.
Buyer beware!
" Gosh, life is so darn good.
I am so bored though.
Maybe I will nap now. Or eat. Or better yet, I think I will just stay riiiiiigght here.
Ruminating ones’ existence is so tiring. "
- on Life & Living-
Tabby the Cat
August 31, 2005
