From Conversations

Private and personal conversations made public.

Sundays with the Promil Kid

Guess who’s back! I’m finding it hard to blog about my nephew, the Promil Kid, lately because I rarely see him. He’s staying at my parents’ house in Batangas and I only go there once a month. Anyway, enjoy. AGNOSTIC KID The Promil Kid is in a difficult identity situation right now. And years from now, it will require a big decision. You see, his mother (my sister) is a Roman Catholic while his dad is INC (Iglesia ni Cristo). So he goes to church twice a week. I’m agnostic so I couldn’t care less. One time, I was preparing…

And That’s the Bottom Line!

Here are some completely innocent statements but my friends’ dirty minds tell them otherwise. Sanay Na One very toxic night, I had been editing political ads on my laptop with my small marketing teammates at our apartment FOR HOURS. My friends Dohna, Dane, and Frances were sitting on the airbed while I was on the stairs facing a chair where the laptop was on. There was just no place in the mattress left so I had to sit on the bottom step of the staircase despite the discomfort. Dohna grew concerned about my situation so she asked, “Yoshke, masakit ba?”…

Andre and the Comedienne: Good Looks Chronicles

It’s been a while since I posted conversations with Andre. We don’t spend that much time together anymore even though we’re now housemates. Ironic, yeah? Blind Spot While walking around at a mall: Yoshke: Uy, nakita mo yung nakasalubong natin? Grabe, he was checking you out! Tingin sya nang tingin sayo! Andre: Ah talaga? Hindi ko nakita! Gwapo? Yoshke: Err… Hinde. Andre: Aaaah… kaya hindi ko nakita. Aba, may selective blindness! Top 3 Shy Guy: Uy Andre, may papakilala ako sa’yo na officemate. Gwapo. Eto Facebook nya. Andre: Oh sige sige. Shy Guy showed Andre  the guy’s Facebook profile. Andre:…

The Giraffe in the Ref and the Completely Puzzled Life

One December evening in Paranaque, Andre, Dane and I were killing time by solving puzzles that I compiled in my head since I was a little boy. You see, I love solving puzzles and challenging my friends to put their problem-solving skills to a test. It was one of those nights. We spent hours solving the detective stories I throw at them. Mind you, they were very difficult puzzles. Just before daybreak, Dane said: Dane: I am used to simple puzzles like the giraffe-elephant-fridge puzzle. Yoshke: What’s that puzzle? Andre: OMG! You don’t know that? Yoshke: No. Everyone else does?…

Andre and the Passersby

SM Megamall Andre, Shy Guy and I were walking around looking for a place to have dinner at when we passed by Petit Monde. The store’s facade is covered with huge posters of Carmen Soo. Yoshke: Nagagandahan ba kayo kay Carmen Soo? Shy Guy: Oo. OK lang. Bakit, ikaw? Yoshke: Oo naman. Ikaw, Andre? Andre: Oo namaaan. Iba kasi eh. Simpleng ganda lang. Parang… parang… parang ako. Hala. Maganda daw sya! Trinoma Days after the Carmen Soo incident, Andre and I found ourselves in Trinoma. I forgot why we were there (but I swear it wasn’t bird-watching). Anyway, this time,…

Typical Andre

A Typical Text Message from Andre Just when I thought I had escaped the z00-reminiscent insanity of my friends for the holidays, I received a message like this: “Waaa. Kumusta naman yung nagdeliver ako ng ham. Sabi nung customer ‘Thank you.‘ Ang sinagot ko ‘Good luck.’ Wahaha. Ang tanga ko lang.” Wahaha, agree, agree. A Typical Yahoo! Messenger Chat with Andre (December 22, 2008) Andre: Youre not going anywhere naman tonight di ba? Yoshke: Nope Andre: Raincheck daw Yoshke: Huwaaaaat?  si Jerwin? Andre: Yeah. May sakit Yoshke: I invited Patti pa naman Andre: Sa Saturday nalang Yoshke: Ah aright, kayo…

Dirty Fruits and Veggies

In the movie and TV industry, it is common for people to use metaphors when talking about things that we should not talk about (or at least, that’s what MTRCB says). So to avoid vulgarities, people use vegetables to refer to body parts that must not be named. Talong for male genitalia. Pechay for female. I know one director whose 6-years-old daughter had been so immersed to the culture of movie production that the kid would often hear the word “pechay” when the adults were talking about the vagina. One day, straight from school, the daughter exclaimed, “Ma, yung pechay…