My thoughts go into terrible knots like traffic in Metro Manila. How far will tennis sensation Alex Eala reach in the global stage or will the Golden State Warriors be able to snatch more wins on the road, to how chaste really is virgin coconut oil, to will an old man like me garner a million subscribers by dancing on Tiktok? Could I pivot to big wealth and build a Santorini-like mansion that has a fantastic view of lake within a volcano within a lake? 

THOUGHTS IN TRAFFIC

In Puerto Princesa the other day, while going over a wide range of dried fish to bring home, I recalled a joke which ran like this:
            Absentee bf: I am daing to see you.
            Furious gf: You might as well be dead. Rest in fish!


PUN TIME

There is turmoil now in the United States movie world, a controversy more raging than that propelled by supposedly Lecherous Harvey. This is the announcement by Warner Brothers and DC of discontinuing with the present batch of superheroes or, more precisely, the canceling of the lead actors such as Henry Cavill (Superman), Gal Gadot (Wonder Woman), and Ben Affleck (Batman).

SUPER HEROES AND FANBOYS

The world is an oyster - succulent, throbbing, and breath-wrenching. Since man began to look at food not just as a source of nourishment but as a deliverer of infinite pleasures, food and sex have been intertwined like lovers’ limbs in furious feasting.

The Pleasure of Food/ies

Tsitsaron kalabaw or crackling carabao rind is the lowly cousin of the extremely popular pork chicharon. It is the by-the-way adjunct to the balut - the sub for crispy pata as pulutan when broke.

CHICHARON STORIES

Kay tulin ng araw. I will be on the road when the Catholic’s Christmas dawn Masses start. Like last year, I’d probably join it through the Internet live streaming. As usual, the Nativity tableau will be without the baby Jesus on the manger until the Great Day.

CHRISTMAS MOTHER

Once again, there will be heaps of praise for Overseas Filipino Workers as saviors, as contributors to the economy that is reeling anew. But, in the same breath, some people will pontificate on the broken homes they leave in their wake. Ano ba talaga koya, how do we look at the Filipino diaspora?

OFWs as Pride and Saviors

Travel takes the backseat this year as my wife and I prepare for our golden wedding anniversary. Same time, same day, same tiny, old chapel as 50 years ago. With a huge clan that our grandparents have sowed, the domed chapel will be in danger of crumbling because of the heat and the music vibrating. We shall ask the priest if we could play an Earth, Wind, and Fire number as our entry song and dance to it. 

GOLD OR BUST

There was a film festival last December that had no blockbusters but spoke so much about ordinary folks, because the ordinary folks made the films themselves. They talked about their struggles and their triumphs, some using smart phones and some semi-pro cameras. Some of them wrote, directed, and acted in their works. Or, because they were really working with tight budgets, tapped on their relatives and friends as extras or goffers.

PEOPLE’S FILM FESTIVAL

The Golden State Warriors are having terrible days, losing eight of eight games on the road as of this writing. Suddenly, another back-to-back championship seems to be in the precipice. Even die-hard fans are wary of talking about legacy. The only legacy that is in certitude is that of Stephen Curry, crowned even by NBA megastars James LeBron, Magic Johnson, and Shaquille O’Neal as the best shooter, even as the best player that the basketball galaxy has ever seen.

 SLIGHTS

The Third Zone column by OpinYon columnist, Boboy Yonzon.

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