• Instructions for the Ill-Prepared

    Do not trust your itinerary, especially if your plan is to stay in Osaka for five days, then travel 514 km by bullet train to Tokyo and spend another five days there. Itineraries don’t like people. Itineraries will inconvenience you with things like weather, Cebu Pacific, and flight cancellations. Should this happen, make sure that you have a wife or a husband that has the patience to rebook everything you have already paid for in the months leading to the trip. Also, prepare to shell out cash for additional fees and charges. Do not expect Japan to be as hyper…

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  • Grave Decorations

    Eddie’s eyes were pearlescent balls bulging out of an elongated skull. The skin on his face was crimson with hits of burgundy and lavender. “Same specs?”, he asked. “Last time I checked, cemeteries were supposed to be white. The approved design was white. The approved material was white. Why does my cemetery project look like a fruit?!”

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  • Hotdog-shaped Scar

    The news that Kai was somewhere on the autism spectrum was still fresh, and seeing him play this way, all alone in his world, was confirming the headline. I wanted to help him, but there was also a side of me that wanted to risk his body just to prove the diagnosis wrong. The child’s play was suddenly a serious experiment, with scratches and scars as acceptable consequences.

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  • Tenet and Wonder Woman 1984

    Do not watch Tenet while consuming alcohol. They do not go well together. As soon as you watch the first few minutes, you’ll know this is a complex story. A few more minutes in, the complications pile up. The story’s universe gets harder and harder to understand. The more you get stressed by the fact that you don’t understand a Nolan movie, the more likely you’ll take another shot of that Jaegermeister you mistakenly opened up for this occasion. That is how you start a vicious cycle. It’s hard enough to understand a Nolan movie completely sober, but with alcohol…

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  • I Care A Lot, I Really Do

    Since the 2014 film adaptation of Gone Girl, Rosamund Pike was the personification of beauty sprinkled with generous portions of psychopathic tendencies—a Bond girl calibre wife burning your family car because you forgot to put the toilet seat down. So perfect is the association that when I saw the trailer for I Care A Lot, I half-thought it was a sequel. Fortunately, it’s not. It’s a different domain, a comedic trip full of sharp turns and dark tunnels culminating in a final scene which viewers will either hate or love. Or both. Rosamund Pike’s performance is elevated by wardrobes plucked…

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  • Port Barton, please don’t change

    Port Barton is a town in the municipality of San Vicente, Palawan. For some time, it was Palawan’s best kept secret, until the concrete tentacles of human progress reached its gates. With paved roads came tourists with skimpy clothes. With skimpy clothes came an ordinance that killed the joy of the people. T-backs are good Ms. Board Member, they help in the consistent tanning of the bum. The town’s name came from a colonel who surveyed the island in the 1940’s. How they mispelled his name and made it stick is a mystery all on its own, a novel worth…

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  • Nacpan Beach, one of the Twins

    Nacpan Beach is a 17-kilometer ride north of Poblacion, El Nido and is half of the twin beaches that grace the area. It’s the perfect place to do nothing. This is a photo essay of our 2019 trip, back when face masks were not a thing. COVER PHOTO: A boatman waiting for customers of the sailboat ride around the bay. TOP PHOTO: A family hanging out on a grounded bamboo raft. LEFT: Two islets in the far distance. RIGHT: Reflected ripples of azure water. LEFT: Dogs in the area were aloof and more concerned with relaxing than trying to get…

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  • Midsommar, a nightmare wrapped in a dream

    I was in college when I got bit by ants on my scalp. I had an allergy attack that almost killed me. It was warm at first, like that pulsating sensation behind the ears after a brisk walk. It felt nice like a light buzz after two bottles of beer. Then my throat got tighter, my face swollen. My body reacted to the foreign toxins inside me, making sense of the chemicals that weren’t supposed to be there. There was no air coming through my wind pipe, and I couldn’t breathe. That experience is Midsommar, less the ants. Aris Asir’s…

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