namatay nang bass player ng “the who”. too bad… they were supposed to kick off their north american tour… if you listen to the bass riffs of the song “my generation”, you’d know how much he will be missed.

pareng egay, pinapanood ko yung sound of music kagabi. nung kinakanta na yung “edelweis”, naalala kita. hehehe… naalala ko rin yung “john louie KTV” at yung singing career mo doon.

good morning. saturday na – 1 week exact and counting. magpalamig na kayo ng beer, uwi na ako!!! heehee! this time next week, nasa loob na kami ni jet sa changi airport, umiikot nang pwet at uwing-uwi na!

what’s been going on in my life recently? nothing much really. i still work as an engineer here in singapore. it’s been more that 10 months since my wife and i left good old pilipinas.

…meanwhile there’s this case i got to handle regarding the alarm handling of an australian customer and it can’t wait. problem is i don’t know anything about what they’re talking about and it pisses me off. time to hit the books and start reading…

by jay david
31 may 2002
my mom’s birthday

i am an aimless walker
on a clueless trip.
the wind blows behind me
but i’m a rudderless ship.

where will this lead me?
i surely don’t know.
it matters not really
since i don’t know where to go.

don’t fret my love
this is the way i feel
but i’m just talking about my morning jog, you see
so it’s really no big deal.

i want to be a gardener. that’s my calling… well, maybe a part-time engineer on the side (for the extra cash). this is my dream job – but i cannot apply for it now because i am not qualified. to qualify for the position of gardener, one must have a sustainable retirement fund. this is only possible if i save up while i’m here in singapore. and it could take me 5 to 10 years.

let’s do the math… 5 to 10 years in singapore will guarantee me a good enough amount of cash for an early retirement. that will put my age to around 40-45 years old. i don’t think i’ll live to be 70 or 80. so, 45 plus 20 years is 65… a good enough age to permanently call it quits. it will give me 20 or so years to enjoy my retirement. not bad…

Lifetime Achievement Award for my Brother Dante: NU107 Rock Awards, Introduction Speech…

by Cousin Hoagy, Dec 2001

Here’s a guy that began his radio career in the light of the Martial Law years. He was the neighbor of my cousin, Johnny in Pasay, near Park Avenue and Libertad. I always got along with him. He was a natural when he began his career at DzRJ in Santa Mesa.

He had one characteristic that makes a good rock jock. He loved music. He ate up everything going on. I remember him bringing me a record of American Country & Western from Nashville, Tennessee and begging to hear it on the air.

Howlin’ Dave spent much of the 1970s getting his chops down, announcing style and gaining a taste for PINOY ROCK which was a very important feature of life in Martial Law. When the show, “Pinoy Rock & Rhythm,” was developed by Charlie Brown and Double A. It was mainly about the live Pinoy Rock scenes that thrived in Olongapo City and Manila. Angeles City was still just putas.

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“Pagkatapos ng kung ano-ano ay nagdatingan ang kung sino-sino!”

Boknoy’s translation:
“After the what-what came the who-who!”

Humahaba nang listahan ng mga antics ng Beloved Professor Natin sa MIT na si Mr. Sison…para siyang si John Nash, ang bida ng “A Beautiful Mind”. Baka may alam pa kayo, dag-dag lang…

1. naglalakad sa corridor na may hila-hilang chalk box na parang laruang kotse

2. paatras maglakad pag pababa sa hagdan dahil baka raw may tululak sa kanya

3. tagilid parati ang parking ng volkswagen beetle nya

4. nagatatago sa ilalim ng lamesa para kunyari walang teacher…pag-tagal siyempre aalis na yung mga studyante, bigla syang lalabas at sisigaw ng: “hahaha nandito ako!”

5. iba ang tinuturo nyang style ng math at kapag subject niya ay pre-requisite ng isang subject, lagot ka.

6. puro sulat ng chalk ang polo barong

7. parating nagsasalitang mag-isa

8. Naninigarillo na nakalabas ang ulo sa bintana dahil no smoking sa loob ng classroom.

9. Nag susulat sa black board pero lumalagpas hangang sa pader.

10.Naging substitute teacher namin siya sa isang subject (physics ata..): at yung unang araw ay inihagis yung bote nang coke na nakalapag sa table sa harap nang klase kasi napakaingay namin nuong pumasok siya. Siempre tahimik lahat.. Tapos iniwan pa yung mga basag na bote pagkatapos nang klase, hindi man lang nilinis. Ginawa ba ni john Nash iyon?

11.nagdi-discuss yung mga babae sa front row biglang sinampal yung isa sabay sigaw ” Hindi ako putatero! kung gusto nyong mag-puta dun kayo sa Ermita!”.. hagulgol yung babae (matalino pa naman)… ang sama

12.yung grading system nya: kung ilan ang ekis mo, yun ang tama mo.
6 ekis = overpass
5 ekis = pass
4 ekis = underpass
3 ekis = salonpass(sabay tawa na ala Romy Diaz)

13.siya daw si Mel Mathay, head ng MMDA. yung pinakamatalino sa klase, head ng metro aide.

14.sa kanya namin binibigay yung test papers namin na sagot lang ang dapat nakalagay – pag me solution, male. kasi unique yung test ng bawat isa, me row #, seat # & even/odd # na variables. sa umaga yung test, sa gabi mo pa ipapasa – sa hirap…

15. nag-init ng panis na ulam sa Social Science Faculty, takbuhan palabas yung mga profs, hehe

i got a copy of stephen king’s “on writing” at the airport on my way home to manila. it’s in my bag and keeping me company on my bus ride to and from work. very interesting – makes me want to go ahead and write my own story about the couple in new york he mentions in his exercise.

in my version though, it happens in the slum area of bagong barrio, kalookan. the husband abuses the wife and has incest with his daughter. one night in a fit of rage, the husband accidentally hits his wife in the face and head. she goes crazy. he goes to jail. the daughter grows up in the streets of monumento – sniffing glue and selling her body to the bus drivers who ply the UE Kalookan – Baclaran route. they do it at night in a makeshift banig, right below the statue of andres bonifacio.

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happy new year 2002!

fresh start, new country, new job. oh the possibilities are endless.

kwentong barbero? i had a haircut recently. very interesting. the best barbers here in singapore are malay. why? ewan. why are the best barbers in the philippines, kapangpangan? ewan din. if you visit the good barber shops in manila – there’s a very good chance that most of them are kapangkapang. its just that way, i guess. how do you spell necktie in kapampangan? hen-hee-si-kitty-hi-hee! hehehe… coffee? si-ho-hef-hef-hee-hee! hehehe! hay nahkuh! takshapoka… where was i? oh, okay…

the malay barber asked me: “are you pare?”

“huh?”

“are you pare? are you filipino?”

“ahh! yes, i am pare.”

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