Chocolate desserts at Starbucks
This post is not about coffee. This is about dessert despite the title. Aside from being famous for its coffee and SparkHope planners, Starbucks is known for its yummy chocolate cake.
A junket is a junket and GMA’s Spanish prize
A junket, by any other name, is still a junket, writes Neal H. Cruz, in reference to our good President’s latest trip to Spain and the United Kingdom.This matter, of course, has been given much attention in our own national media, not so much because of the diplomatic significance of the state visits but more because of the inclusion of more than 30 administration-allied Congressmen.
 
A blogosphere breaking news report by the jester-in-exile, however, would reveal that the opposite is the case in England where the British government low-keyed Gloria Macapagal-Arroyo and the UK press buried the story of her visit:
Kontra agos: A Resistance film festival
Blogging for me has become a way to express my thoughts and feelings on a subject or topic that interests or irks me. I feel I have always been passionate about my beliefs and lived my life not compromising them.
However, I pale compared to my other siblings. They are truly talented individuals who elevate their passion to the next level. And more importantly, their passion takes them to places and encounters I only vaguely hear about and I don’t allow myself to touch. It doesn’t mean though that I am not proud of them. In fact, I am very much proud.
Behind the Design: Wedding Souvenir Mix CD Cover
In the first part of How I Made The Mix CD Wedding Souvenir I laid out what went into the track selection. In this continuation, we will explore the thought and meaning behind the cover.
Tagum Fiesta and Christ the King Cathedral
We arrived in the cathedral and was treated to a grand spectacle. The cathedral is certainly bigger than any church in Davao City. The architecture is reminiscent of castles with all the gold and towers. The front is adorned with a large and intricate fountain with the water pouring out of the mouth of fishes. Over the side of the cathedral are the station of the cross that are laid out in with real crosses and garden landscape. At the back holds a gigantic statue of Jesus Christ with his sacred heart.
Beowulf – Film Review
The old meets new in this blockbuster animated film from Robert Zemeckis. “Old” being the ancient poem Beowulf and “new” being the cutting edge 3D technology employed by the visionary director Robert Zemeckis. Here, the pioneering director takes a second stab at the visual gimmickry that he used in Polar Express in where real actors became puppet masters to the digitally created characters. I say gimmickry, because it felt like a solution looking for a problem as the digital veneer offered no advantages over traditional live action/computer graphics combo. In addition, it introduced new problems like creepy eyes and forced movements. The hackneyed story didn’t help either.
The Golden Compass – Film Review
Plot
Review
Let me preface this review by stating coming into the film I had no clue about the book this movie is based on, Philip Pullman’s His Dark Materials trilogy. But based on the hullabaloo I can surmise its hugely popular in Caucasian land and its decidedly anti-Christian but I’m here to review a film and not talk about controversies. And review it I will.
The film made me grin with delight, not at the majestic polar bear, nor at the ultra cool witch or the dashing explorer but by the…
Baddie’s Stupid Journal
So I’ve always wanted to keep a diary, right? I tried it back in high school. Most of my entries were about girls, people that I hated, my parents always trippin’ on me, and more girls. I eventually grew tired of writing journal entries every other month. It was too much work. And it was sorta gay.
I tried it again in college. Using small planners, I jotted down short phrases every day. So in a way, it was written in code that only I, Baddie, can decode. I stopped doing it when my ex-girlfriend got a hold of my cute little planner. She gave me a beating (this is an opening for a hand job joke, but I won’t go there) after seeing all kinds of code names that were obviously for girls. Hey, I’m a friendly guy! Shut up.
I still sort of keep logs of my life by writing blog entries both in this blog and in Face Rockery. But all the tiny details of my everyday life are obviously seeping through the cracks of my Alzheimer’s-esque memory. This is where Twitter comes in.
