Saturday, October 11, 2008

Etcetera...

diametrically opposite personalities, backgrounds and interest make up for a very interesting conversation. in between sips of expensive kape in estarbecks the chatter revolved around the global meltdown caused by the crashing american dream. my mind wandered as i tried to keep track of the conversation except that distractions like gnats occupy the space between attention and boredom.

-thought-
do they say 50% off for a dress when they actually mean you only get to wear half of it?
-thought-

...and these investment bankers are reselling these IOUs at ever increasing value except that when the original asset gets embargoed, everyone else down the chain have their investments locked...

-thought-
this kid probably thought that his daily intake of gluthatione is going to make him paris hilton. news flash, it ain't working. natives have a certain look that doesn't magically disappear with lightening pigmentation. duh, don't fancy those spots left on your face as freckles... wa epek gluthathione...
-thought- (click on read.more to get an economics lecture and inane subtitled thoughts...)

...so these investors all get jittery and try to sell their shares except that no one's buying and even the company can't buy back the shares they put out in the market. a vicious circle ensues. now, AIG is forced to sell their profitable ventures abroad so they can approximate their original bail-out estimate of 40 billion US Duh-duh-lars that bloated to 80B after the feds did their due diligence..

-thought-
hey kid... why not try malathione? guaranteed to give you white, pasty skin. never mind that it's probably rigor mortis creeping in heeee he he he.
-thought-

on the other hand, the philippines is like a sari sari store compared to the US that's obviously SM. huh? shoemart. anyways, they all feel the crunch but us, nope, we're too small a player that we don't even merit a blipping dot in the global economic radar.... (ron, surgeon, butts in)

mem pauses and quickly adds... that's a simplistic but very well crafted analogy. we can probably weather it in the short term but if this draws out over a longer period it's definitely going to...

-thought-
aha! now this muslim woman certainly paid in full for her outfit... covered from top to bottom. walang discount. u-hummm.. their outfit is supposed to protect THEIR men from base temptation, weeelll well well.. that's not going to help when some of the more exotic ladies around here obviously got their clothes from the barangay ukay ukay shop : 90% off. dyos meyo... band-aid or mediplast na lang ata ang mga suot nito.
-thought-

hooOOY! are you bored?

di uy. just thinking. now that i've gotten a look at you, you've added a few well placed pounds love! those boobs certainly looked perkier than ever!

aaaw... shucks! well, if you have it, then flaunt it dear. (mem unconsciously squeezes her arms together that made her puppies almost pop out, okay, i am definitely sure that it wasn't an unconscious act but a well rehearsed re-flex)

-thought-
who thought that booba had brains?! but am wondering if it doesn't cause her back pains? anyways, well timed compliment made my friend happy. good thing ron was there to fill in my supply of u-hum... oh! a-ha. is that so?
-thought-

well love, it certainly looked good from a distance, now that i've gotten a closer look at those... better keep the distance. i can feeel... a very strong invisible shield pushing against me. errr... boobs mo pala amiga he he he.

leche! ha ha ha ha. seriously, you bored? (mem is cute when she gets into this mode, as for me, am just glad to see her after a llllllllllllloooooooooong time. i was thinking i'd have to wait for the second coming to see her again, schedules are crazy..)

nope not really, it's just that my clients are having the same discussion and i just came from a forum where i was discussing the short term impact of the artificial appreciation of the peso on the call-boy and call-girl industry. my mind's fried with work and teaching...

teeeka... callboy? bugaw ka na pards?

ron butts in - waaah, old joke. call center people call themselves call boys and call gels.

-thought-
side note, the kid seated on the other table is probably a pinoy student studying in one of the over priced international schools here in seybu. the dyed bleach brown hair probably an attempt to look more like his american classmate. except that he now looks like a japanese manga character with real bad hair. note to self, wearing elevator shoes will ONLY highlight your shortcomings HAR HAR HAR.
-thought-

teka, what time is it?

-thought-
i have a mobile phone i can grab to check time, but i like the social motion of interaction. besides, asking a question is infinitely lazier than having to dig for my phone.
-thought-

almost four...

aw packaging sheet!!! let's pack up and head off to holiday am planning to attend the hip hop class at four thirty.

-thought-
kid on the other table probably having a thought - large, muscular (ehem, this is my thought mind you) man, obviously mid 30s doing hip hop. my neuron synapses just snapped at the improbability of such a visual comedy.
-thought-

to be continued....

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