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  Tuesday, October 17, 2006  
 
 
JENERALLY FAB: Birthday Purty

more pics at www.fotki.com/tgij

Let the pictures do the talking.

Sick.Sadistic.Shallow. Deconstructing the World before bedtime.
posted by LetsGetSoakingWet @ 4:34 PM   1 comments
 
 
   
 
 
IPOD SKINNED
Anyone who wants one? Heheh
This is my first take on an ipod Skin, I will still see how the result turns out. Teehee.

Sick.Sadistic.Shallow. Deconstructing the World before bedtime.
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IXUS FAN: Leaving Kodak Moments Behind
Location: Brothers Burger
Event: Test Photo Shoot / and umm snack hehe

I have finally let go of my Kodak digicam which I had for years and moved on to a Canon Ixus. Test Photo shoot with Michael who eagerly obliged himself to model while I tinker on the different features of my new baby (like I have a choice).

As expected, I am impressed how well the camera works under low lighting condition, battery life is great and start-up speed is also noteworthy.



Sick.Sadistic.Shallow. Deconstructing the World before bedtime.
posted by LetsGetSoakingWet @ 4:26 PM   0 comments
 
 
   
 
 
MORE FOR LES*LIE

A (Birthday) Memoriam


Everybody has their own inclinations.

Whether your nostrils have been genetically engineered to a career in armpit research or you have a congenital penchant for developing new rashes, the fact is, we are all good for something.

Enter Leslie.

My quasi-robust, full figured friend.

While she can easily be spotted with her amazing set of lifeboats* (some women just have floaters), her schizophrenic hair and her knack of bringing-down-the-house attitude, this Joyce Jimenez-Diana Zubiri hybrid has made her mark in the field of, well, cuisine. (the eating portion).

She has this food rule book, *in her head*, where she systematically categorizes food, ingredients, occasions, events and schedule into a mental Excel food file. While the rest of her generation are engrossed in the careful science of mascara application and wardrobe selection, her preference falls on the mix and match of food variations. When dining with her, you have to particularly care of what you order because you will not hear the end of how your food choice is palatably illegal.

She has mastered the field of Food history and can summon at will her own palatal personal experience. Though its best you listen to her since her incoherent fleet of thoughts can lead you to totally unrelated topic.

Moreover, beyond the skill that is her tongue, Leslie has remained to be one of the most generous people I know. Probably one of the fewest people I know who selflessly aims to please as much people as she could. Her humor may be not of this planet, but her bubbly day-at-a-time philosophy has been a breath of fresh air when all we long for is to speed up the 15-30 cycle of yuppie living.

She may have fooled people into thinking that I have converted her to the dark side, still her kindness and sunny disposition is enough to make someone like me do projectile vomiting. I will make her evil. Someday.

A quick stop at Tiendesitas. Then Late Lunch at Dampa Sa Libis. Usual Suspects: (Chaffeur) Ron, Stevert (decoration), Tracy (portable food disposal unit), Darz (maniniyot), Byron (the rock star) and Leslie (the financer/bouncer).




Sick.Sadistic.Shallow. Deconstructing the World before bedtime.

posted by LetsGetSoakingWet @ 4:21 PM   0 comments
 
 
   
 
 
QUIAPO HIKING SOCIETY

Doobeedooobiwaaah.


I have finally stepped out of my sheltered Makati life.

Well for a day, at least.

It was like one of those trips you take in high school where you visit the elderly or an orphanage or do an outreach program, you know you'll see the real side. And things are not as pretty as a Rustan's window display.

Welcome to Manila.

Where the air is so polluted, you inhale solid matter and China-made goods thrives the bangketa economy. Wholesale is the order of the day.

But yet the street food is so ghetto you simply close your eyes and sink into a trance, silently murmuring a short prayer that your immune system would prove you true that day. So far, it did.


Took a jeep ride to the LRT station, which lead us to Carriedo. Just as soon as you dismount from the sweet ride, you can't help but smile at the Willy Wonka's Pirated DVD factory. There were just tons of movies in this labyrinth. I have just realized that the people from Makati Cinema Square have been overpricing me with their DVDS. While I usually movie house ticket as a standard in purchasing movies, but damn, Quiapo people sell 3 DVDS for 100. My hidden mental abacus did some major racking.


After combing through the stalls, stores and what have you, we finally ended up at the Quiapo Church. As opposed to the gradient of people coming in to hear mass, Mama Marie made a bee line to Madam Rosie. A rastafari fortune teller who told her things she already knows, for a hundred bucks. Sheesh.


It is quite ironic how two celestial standards co-exist in one plaza just a few meters from each other. When one does not get an answered prayer from the Church, they purchase their miracles from a bottle full of weird wood chips right across the street



ESOTERIC ESTERO

Last stop.

Specialty: Fried frog legs with lemon sauce.

Nested in the heart of China Town near Quiapo,

Estero is a row of restaurants ala cafeteria where they offer the best prices for fish food.

Thanks to Belle for the crash course to downtown Manila.

Somewhere in Makati Tracy is screaming for not coming with us. Hehe




Sick.Sadistic.Shallow. Deconstructing the World before bedtime.
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