Stuck on a train

I went to manila last monday, most of my friends and cousins were busy for the week so I didn’t get to do much except work.

My flight back home today was 5 in the afternoon. By around 1pm I was at this friend’s office, and from there the airport was just a 10 minute ride. The check in counter will still close at 4pm and I had a hell lot of time to kill. I hadn’t eaten lunch, I only had half a sandwich and a coffee since I woke up and I was hungry. I took the MRT to this mall to grab something fancy to eat and buy a book to read later, the ride was 15 minutes and either way it would still be a 15 minute ride back.

I took a heavy meal in some japanese fastfood but then I had this funny gut feeling to forget about buying a book. Maybe because I felt that the flight would only last an hour and besides they would probably have newspapers up on the plane, or it was my scrooge consciousness again telling me keep my dough intact in my pockets, or it must have been my brain acting on a full stomach. So I just took the MRT back and midway through we stopped and hell I found out that one of the trains on the other side of the track got busted and it jammed train traffic on the tracks. It left the trains moving on a turtle pace, stopping every once in a while like it was catching up with its breath and driving me nuts knowing I had a plane to catch soon. It was worse than getting stuck in traffic in a car, you cant see what’s going on in front, you can cant switch routes and you’re stuck inside. The whole train cruise ate 20 more minutes of my time making the trip more than half an hour.

I made it to the airport before 4. Since I passed the thought of getting a book to read for the rest of the day, it was pretty boring from the airport thereon, I had to settle for the expensive airport coffee that tasted like tea, and they didn’t even have newspapers on the plane and the in-flight coffee wasn’t any better. Got home right in time for dinner and my mother’s birthday.

Secret Wars II

I went to a mall booksale and I found a mint condition copy of the secret wars for 15 pesos! (15 pesos is around a quarter of a dollar, ebay price is around 5 dollars)

Amazing what you can find in the piles of junk other people are trying to get rid of.

Dull Drag Queens and the Devil

I watched exorcist the beginning in the theaters last sunday night, I was planning to save it on a weekday next week but since it was a terrifically boring week, I decided to watch it for a little thrill.

The story revolves around the earlier years of father Lancaster Merrin of the original exorcist movie. He was sort of in doubt of his faith and the devil was trying to mess everything around Merrin to test if he still believed in God.

After the movie I went to this bar right outside the theaters, it was a little past eleven and I decided to go have some beers and mull over the movie. The bar was supposed to be a comedy bar, I had this notion that it had some wisecrack up stage making up jokes and humor or just any scheme to bring out laughs amongst customers. When I got inside it was half empty, only about three tables were taken and there were two drag queens on stage making up some of the lousiest punch lines and laughed at their own jokes by themselves. They felt that just because they were silly-dressed drag queens and they made sexual innuendos they were funny. And one of the audiences laughed and felt their lines were actually funny, drunk probably. Took me 15 minutes to blow that joint.