Babbling Point

. Required Reading A couple of weeks ago, Patch Buenaventura left a message on my comments board. He wanted to interview me about "And All Things Nice" , a story I wrote that got included in the FAST FOOD FICTION anthology. So, I emailed him and answers his questions. I then asked what made him decide to do a report on my story. Turns out "And All Things Nice" is part of their English class reading list. I was able to track down and the email of his teacher to confirm it. Here's Mrs. Cheekee's reply: Dear Budjette, Well, you are right -- and not-so-right at the same time. And yes, I heard how Patch Buenaventura emailed you and asked you all sorts of questions about the story for his literary critique. Actually, you are right: your story was read in the fourth year batch -- but forgive me if I say that the only reason we included it in the list was its length (or is that non-length?) We wanted to have the students a feel of different short stories -- short, l

. "Our work requires inspiration, but leaves little time to find it." Wow. It's already Wednesday. 12:43am to be exact. I spent most of the day revising the copy on a project. I wasn't exactly feeling fantastic when I woke up this morning, but I went to work only to find out that the meeting I was supposed to attend got cancelled. So, I accompanied the team to a meeting with the Big Bosses to present some pro bono work. The BB's liked the team's work, so that's getting produced. That little victory was probably the only sliver of sunlight to this very grey day. Then I went back to my desk to deal with more revisions. Did you ever get to watch "Apollo 13" ? Remember how... “The astronauts had moved to the lunar module from the command module to conserve power for the emergency return to Earth. They had lithium hydroxide canisters to cleanse their spacecraft of carbon dioxide, but some of the backup square canisters were not compatible with the rou

Last Man Standing It's 12:55am. I am the only left in the office. What the heck happened to Monday? I got here around 9am and it was just one meeting after another. Felt like I did so much, yet accomplished so little. Ever had one of those days? And I was wasn't able to work on the comic book script. Bummer. Must make time for the script tomorrow. Tuesday. It's already Tuesday. What the heck happened to Monday?

Hello sir/ma'am who ended up at my blog because you Googled "Makaaasa Ka lyrics Rivermaya". I blog in your service. Below are the lyrics to the song you seek. I guess you ended up because I mentioned it as one of the songs I played at Dylan's Tapsirock show. MAKAAASA KA Music by Rivermaya Words by Russell Molina Di mapapatid ng layo Ang tibay ng pangako Na kahit magkalayo Darating ako Di malulunod ng dagat At sa haba man nito Ang bulong na nagsasabing Nandito lang ako CHORUS I Darating ako Sing bilis pa ng hangin Sa oras na kailangan mo Makaaasa ka sa akin Di mabubura sa limot Taon man ang bilangin Ang tamis ng alaala T’wing ika’y kapiling CHORUS II Darating ako Sa kisapmata’y kapiling Narito ang sandalan mo Makaaasa ka sa akin Makaaasa ka sa akin… Makaaasa ka sa akin…

KID ZEUS and ATE CAROL (page 4) Story by Budjette Tan. Art and letters by Jonas Diego .