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One of my buds, Mike Mirasol has begun blogging again. That's right, FlipCritic has reviewed a movie after a long, long while. Don't mind that his reviews are like Diet FlipCritic, he'll back in top form soon.

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Blogging again. better overhaul the damn thing to symbolize a new start. OR maybe I'll just choose a new template or something. (To the heavens) Why wasn't I blessed with design skills?

Yesterday, I got added for a Japanese language class for this Saturday. The weird thing is I didn't join anything nor did I sign up for one. A woman named Viki texted me to confirm my participation. I called her but told her I havent joined any classes at all. Then she tells me my name and mobile number are on her sign up sheet. To which I say I haven' signed up on any sheet for anything at all.

The classes will be at the College of Arts And Letters in UP Diliman. Sure I went to the CAL last week but only to Anthropology Department. I just saw the door to the Linguistics Department while walking by.

On a not so relevant note, I made a promise to myself to learn a foreign language this year. Coincidence? (cue X-Files theme. Leers from side to side).

Man I hope I got some weird psychic subconscious powers to explain this at-present footnote in my life. I need some excitement. (inner voice: or to get laid).

Labels: Me

Found this clip on YouTube the other day. It's Eddie's last match at Ring of Honor before moving to the WWE.



RIP Eddie Guerrero

Labels: Eddie Guerrero, Latino Heat, Wrestling

Our table at around 1030am. Not too many people arrived yet Thats me after setting up the table and wares. Yes those are sweat stains on my shirt. I tire easily. But dont let that throw you ladies off SuperRicko finally arrived and thus began our day long fight to earn an honest but enjoyable buck SuperRicko and anime and manga fan Joule Me looking nearly sinister sans mooustache twisting Marty stopped on by and gave helpful advice on how to sell better: price tags The Kon about 330ish For some reason I always end up with a picture where someone picks his nose Neo Comics area and behind them a line is forming for Leinil Francis Yu's autograph Kon floor pic Everyone barely understood what the dude on the stage was saying. Dude was mostly ignored. Slow traffic in the afternoon and a cutie to make up for it Alfredo Alcala mini museum next to us Edgar Tadeo inking some dudes pencil of Iceman. or is that Silver Surfer? I can't tell shiny guys apart. I don't see skin sheens. Edgar Tadeo signs the page he inked. Gerry Alanguilan signs the page he inked. I couldn't jump over Leinil's table so I had Leinil hold both comics he penciled up. Cosplayer with decent looking Edward Elric duds. I blame Marvel for this. SuperRicko and his main squeeze Thea. My driver for the day, Sonny

Labels: Anime, Comics

Whoo! Yeah! Went to Komikon 2K6 last saturday and sold some comics. I didn't make nowhere near half of what I expected but who cares, its my first time selling at a con and I had fun. I was able to recover my half of the rent for the table and chairs so that's cool. Komikon 2K6 was held at Bahay ng Alumni in UP Diliman so no question I gots to go to it since it so near to my house.

The best part of Komikon was meeting Gerry Alanguilan, Edgar Tadeo and Leinil Francis Yu and having them sign my X-Men comics. Thus begins my experiment: "How much a comic book's value would increase if three signatures of any of the books creators were obtained despite the at-best average story." But hey, those three are alright.

Setting up was tiring for me. After an hour of setup and arranging my comics in alphabetical order I got tired, my shirt was stained with sweat but I didn't feel the sweat. Its evidenced in the picture anyway. At first, there was supposed to be three of us sharing a table and selling our wares, but Aldrin had to bow out cause of work. So its down to SuperRicko and I. Our third man would be Sonny, my driver for the day. I've got driving issues so let it go.

We had decent traffic around our table cause everybody in attendance really goes to every single table and we were near the Alfredo Alcala mini museum. Thanks to all who browsed and/or bought our wares. Except for this one dude who I think bad mouthed me to his friends. Dude I already explained to you, I lowered my prices cause I didn't want to go home with a heavy load. So I lowered my prices for my shit to be gone sooner than my actual bowel movement. I don't go no obligation to tell you that I'll be selling at a lower price late in the afternoon. If you still don't enjoy reading the comic you bought then you're missing the point.

What a pisser that one. So anyway, I manned the table the entire day and only left when I went to get my comics signed or go to the bathroom. Took pictures of the place, people I know and cosplayers I don't. Except for Sam Corpuz. Wasn't able to take a picture of him for the photo parade.

Speaking of the toilet, A young buck was browsing for boxes fora comics mad by Leinil Francis Yu. I told him to look for Wolverine #125. I helped him find it but he didn't believe Yu drew it. I opened the bag to show him the evidence. He gladly shelled out 100 Pesos for it then went in line for Yu's signature. Within an hour that young buck went back to my table and showed me all three signatures. I suggested he sell it for 10K to which he gave a polite smile and thanked me for the book.

Afterwards Ricko and his girlfriend, Thea, asked me why don't I get Leinil to sign my book, I said he was overrated so was Gerry Alanguilan (Man did I eat my words after meeting them). After doing number one in the bathroom, which Ricko previously questioned, I had an epiphany "Theres no harm in having my books signed. Its free. And I could sell it at a higher price but If i don't, it wouldn't matter cause getting it signed is free." After washing my hands, I bee lined for my boxes and took out the only comics made by those 3 had them signed hence the experiment.

First thing I sold was my entire culture crash collection. That opened my eyes to the younger-than-I. They prefer manga over comics. I was able to sell a few comics throughout the day but things really picked up for us past 4:30pm. that's when we lowered my prices.

At 6pm Ricko headed out to spend quality time with Thea. Sonny and I stayed until 630pm in which I made one last sale and Sonny started hauling everything into the car. After that I finally made my rounds on the floor which opened up more disappointment for me cause some dude 3 tables away from me was selling Mecha Press Magazine. To me, the Holy Grail of mecha anime magazines. Its not as important as it sounds though.

SuperRicko and I didn't make as much as I wanted but we still sold more than I would have expected. But the most important part of it all was we all had fun.

Especially me. I had fun.

The photo parade will come tomorrow.

Labels: Anime, Comics, Manga

Emasculation is the only price for elegance when you get your transporation the cost effective way by driving your girlfriend's car

- Adam Sessler

When conscioussness starts opening up, it terrifies people!

- Some questioner during the Deepak and Grant Show at SDCC '06

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Here's a story of me opening my piehole and nearly starting World War 3. Again.

So Virginie and I were talking by the laptops talking about music from France and the Philippines. So we got to talking about Mylene Farmer and this female singer with silver spikes for hair. It drifted to me showing Virginie and Alex playing my mp3 collection of Pinoy music in my laptop.

After listening to a few Virginie popped in "All I hear is blah blah" or something similar to that. Then I answered back "Hey I know a french song." Then I sing the French national anthem with all the words replaced with 'Blah' I laughed real hard after that. Virginie got mad I guess and called Benoit and they spoke in French in which I only understood Virginie imitated me singing their national anthem with Blah in place of the words.

Benoit looked at me with mixed anger and astonishment. Then looked straight at me eyes. In my head I went 'uh oh'. I said was sorry after that but I couldn't say it with a straight face. But all was lighthearted and in good fun. No real hate. I ain't a hater.

Thibaut with Yessica, Andrea (with the scarf) and Chaplaincy resident Jimmy Vincent took the camera and took a picture of himself in the darkening night. Groupshot. I can genuinely say this is the funniest moment of the night with everyone teasing and laughing and joking with each other. while evryone who had a camera took turns taking groupshots. Lizbeth and Beatriz teaching us dudes to dance especially Benoit. Dude can do a front flip but can't dance. Ahmed looking on. Zilbert and Vincent having a discussion about something over drinks and a card game. I intentionally took a shot of Zilbert's head shaking real hard. The dancing continuous. Lizbeth doing her best Gene Simmons impression. Big Mike having a look through my laptop at the pinoy mp3s. Alex and Virginie having a go at dancing. My hand was shaking cause I was sad Antje left the party early.

Labels: Mah Friends

Thibaut Gelly's birthday. Theres no spelling error there. His name really has no 'L' there. This is one of my fondest memories in Edinburgh. Thibaut is my constant opponent in Squash and one of my best buds. I may have won only once against him shattering his perfect record against me but man did I mess with his mind when I won. I announced my retirement after finally beating him.

Everyone hangin' at the Chaplaincy while waiting for the food and drinks to get ready and arrive. Light conversation around My hand shaking so hard cause I'm crushing on Antje Schmelzer on the lower right of the picture From left to right: Thibaut's classmate (I forget the name), Richard, Oliver, Benoit, Yessica, Beatriz, Ahmed, Lizbeth and Zilbert Antoine and I in a camera quickdraw showdown. I like to remember that I won. Milk and vodka on the table, kids. It's not hard to imagine From left to right: Andreas, Antoine, Friend of Oliver from Russia (I forget the name)who, Antje, Michael, Beatirz, Benoit, Oliver. Foreground left to right: Zilbert, Lizbeth, ahmed, Yessica Birthday boy's the guy with the plate in his hand. Dude told me the pictures would turn out bad in the Chaplaincy's light and I didn't have my flash on. Look how it turned out Thibaut. It turned out good with very little help from Photoshop. From left to right: Thibaut, Thibaut's clasmate, Miriam, Cheeyong, Nicholas, Thibaut's classmate's girlfriend Same guys ridiculing me in amusement. Finally I'm in the picture. Thats me with 3 Germans and one Russian. From left to right: Richard, Me, Zilbert, Russian guy I forget, Andreas. Oliver was taking this picture I think. Ahhh! The french. These two girls were camera shy. Alexandra Faure on the left and Virginie Ponse on the right. Mike convinced them to hold still and smile for the camera. Dude in the Middle is Antoine. That shoulda been me. Oh well.

Labels: Mah Friends