For those who asked for a transcript of my latest podcast (Out on Spotify, by the way), here it is: Parenthood. It’s like the last frontier. The final stage to any life that you have […]
Category: Writings
We are to blame.
There is no God. No heaven, no hell. If there was a God, he left a long time ago and the devil has no purpose being here without a nemesis. The world is one fat […]
First Move
People have this incorrect notion that the first time you do something abject is the first step down the slope. This cannot be anything but far from the truth. The truth is, the first time […]
An Abby by any other name
Her name is Abby. At least that’s the name she gives everyone when they ask. She’s about 50 now, or thereabouts. She’s not actually sure how old she really is, given that she doesn’t have […]
Love in the time of camera
Technology has played a wonderful part in ensuring that we can capture the moment when it happens and as it happens. Camera phones, data plans and a good strong signal are all you need to […]
Unpacking
Anything that is done repetitively on a regular schedule is either a habit, a chore or a necessity. It may have been pleasant at first, like going on a business trip to some exotic place. […]
Hope
We all have our quirks, our eccentricities that we often fear would be the cause of our isolation from everyone else. Some are blatant and out on full frontal display while others we try to […]
Envelope
Recently, I’ve jumped on the podcast wagon. I’ve been listening with such a voracity that I think I’m really addicted. But what an amazing thing to have and share! I love podcasts and I think […]
Say something
To those who know me, they know that I talk a lot. I talk a lot and I walk the talk. Although sometimes, what I want to really say isn’t what comes out of my […]
AlDub – The Analysis
To be completely honest, I was a late bloomer to this whole AlDub thing. My curiosity was piqued when I saw Daphne Osena Paez talking about it on her Facebook feed. I knew it was […]
Sorry
You and I are apparently gluttons for punishment, never needing a reason but aching for it; feeling like you’re missing a limb when we’re not feeling pain. It’s a freaking cycle, a perpetual circle […]