Revisionist Reese, Compulsive Liar

Things I'd Send a Homesick Friend Abroad

noreply@blogger.com (Reese) — Fri, 27 Feb 2009 16:27:00 +0000

DVD with home videos on it
Cheesy but I'd collect a bunch of video greetings from all our mutual friends and loved ones to help them feel connected. It'd probably make them miss home more, but at least they'd see smiling faces that will be waiting for them when they step off the plane.

Stuffed Toy with a Letter
The letter would be from the stuffed toy, saying that it travelled all this way to bring hugs and affection from all your loves ones back home and to join in the adventures. Also: "Hug liberally when suffering from bouts of homesickness"

The Parental Legacy

noreply@blogger.com (Reese) — Tue, 24 Feb 2009 20:00:00 +0000

It's funny when you reach that point in your life when you can actually see the humanity of your parents. Not just the fact that they are/were your heroes, but that they also possessed weaknesses.

I hit that moment fairly early... like when I was 8. My parents also had this nasty habit of accusing us of being exactly like [insert other parent's name] when we exhibited any negative traits. It's amusing to note that they never laid claim to anything genetically handed down that was even remotely negative or undesirable, but quick to claim their grand influence when it was something accolade-worthy.

We all grow up thinking (most of us at least unless you have perfect parents) "I don't want to end up like that!"

Me, I'm realizing that you can't fight nature or nurture in this case. I won't go over the obvious physical traits I've inherited (where much to my chagrin I look mostly like my Dad), but I will talk about the various personality traits instead.

My mother is the perfectionist, the martyr, the tough love parent and I have taken on ALL these traits. I will do a job and let it take forever until it's perfect, and even then, will think it's not my best. I will self-sacrifice to no end, and then wonder why my needs aren't met. And to the people I love most in this world, I will be unyielding if they need my honesty, and supremely stubborn if I think they're behaving in the wrong. My empathy for other people is also from my Mom. I believe that we have it in our power to change the world, one person at a time, one good deed at a time, and for this I'm eternally grateful.

My father is the fun-loving, procrastinating, jokester, who is a loud talker, big eater, and lover of all things. He is excess and will-ful, and I am all those things too. I love to enjoy and play, and crack jokes all the time. I love food probably more than he does, and have tried to avoid being the pack-rat he is. (I'm an immigrant kid, so it's harder than I anticipated). My sense of fun, and its importance in everyday life is from him. So is my sense of adventure, and trying new things. My Dad is the first guy to suggest taking a different route, and/or driving for the sake of it.

From the combination of all these traits it would seem that I'm schizophrenic in temperment. I think it's kind of true. Inside of me brews a battle between these two very different personality imprints... so in a way I'm constantly trying to achieve harmony between the two.

I like to think that my parents bestowed upon me a unique combination.

I call myself a structured artist, or a spontaneous planner. Best of both worlds I think.

Thanks Mom and Dad. I love you.

Please Donate to a Worthy Cause

noreply@blogger.com (Reese) — Fri, 31 Oct 2008 18:23:00 +0000

The Seduction Style, Part 2

noreply@blogger.com (Reese) — Wed, 04 Apr 2007 15:18:00 +0000

I really need to work on my game apparently....

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Your Seduction Style: Sweet Talker

Your seduction technique can be summed up with "charm"
You know that if you have the chance to talk to someone...
Well, you won't be talking for long! ;-)

You're great at telling potential lovers what they want to hear.
Partially, because you're a great reflective listener and good at complementing.
The other part of your formula? Focusing your conversation completely on the other person.

Your "sweet talking" ways have taken you far in romance - and in life.
You can finess your way through any difficult situation, with a smile on your face.
Speeding tickets, job interviews... bring it on! You truly live a *charmed life*

What Kind of Seducer Are You?

The Post-Flipside Review

noreply@blogger.com (Reese) — Sat, 24 Feb 2007 06:30:00 +0000

Any play that feeds me buffet-style filpino food is a winner in my book!

Earlier tonight I caught "Flipside 2007: an evening at tita cora's", a collection of short plays interwoven together under the guise of a family party at Tita Cora's place. It was awesome. It was basically immersive theatre, where they did not define the difference between the performance space and the audience viewing space. We, the audience, wandered Tita Cora's "house" hanging out in the living room/dining room and the action taking place all around us. We even were asked to help ourselves to the buffet of filipino dishes in the "dining room": lumpia, adobo, and pancit!

Even though the concept was cool, it simply wasn't gimmicky theatre. The performances were precise, and direction and writing was enlightening, moving, and entertaining. I look forward to participating more with this theatre company. The work they're producing is just getting better and better! It is not only about giving a forum for "other voices" like our filipino-canadian artists; the work itself is simply outstanding as pure theatre.

Surrounding myself with artists is actually making me believe that I can be a part of this community once again.

The Feline Factor

noreply@blogger.com (Reese) — Fri, 23 Feb 2007 03:28:00 +0000

Tonight I spent some quality time with ergogirl since her significant other is out of town. We picked up some takeout dimsum and ate dinner back at her place. Mmmmm... dimsum.

Anyway, she's the proud mommy of two adorable cats, Mr. Findley and Raven. It seems almost everyone I love dearly, also happens to be lovers of cats. Don't get me wrong, I love cats, but unfortunately I discovered about six years ago that I'm allergic. So I came fully prepared: I had popped two allergy pills prior to my arrival. Sometimes I can get away with not medicating, but it usually results in a short stay with my friends.

Ironically enough, I do believe that cats are fully aware of who is allergic to them or not. It's quite amusing to see cats cuddle up to people who can't be near them, and yet ignore the happily immune. In a way, I appreciate how mischeivous this is. I mean, if I were an animal, I'd probably do the same thing!

Mr. Findley is a particularly social and affectionate cat. As soon as I got comfortable on the couch, he curled up in my lap, ready for some snugglin'. I happily reciprocated, and was privy to a little bit of grateful purring. I discovered something tonight that cat owners everywhere already know. Having a purring cat in your lap is the fastest way to relax! I'm a longtime sufferer of insomnia, and have a general inability to sit still and chill out. Having Mr. Findley in my lap put me in the kind of relaxed state that I've never been able to do on my own (at least without the assistance of sleeping aids).

Even ergogirl noticed the change in my demeanor. She had never seen me so sleepy before (while sober). So now I've got it in my head that maybe it'd be nice to own a cat. Not only would it be great for chillin' out, but I'd have a real try at taking care of a living, breathing dependent. Now if only I can find one that I'm not allergic to. Maybe cat-sitting is in my near future?

The Culturing of My Sibling

noreply@blogger.com (Reese) — Thu, 22 Feb 2007 04:37:00 +0000

Okay, so since my sister-in-law is in the Philippines with both my parents, my poor little bro, Princess, is home all alone. Awwww.. poor baby.

Anyway, he's been feeling lonely so I took him to lunch on Monday... and on Friday I'm taking him to see a collection of plays at "Tales from the Flipside 2007: an evening at tita cora's". It's being put on by Toronto's very own filipino independent theatre group, the Carlos Bulosan Theatre. I've been frequently attending their productions since last year, and every time I'm moved and inspired to create art in whatever way I can.

It'll be a good Friday night. Bonding with the baby bro, immersion in our culture and our artists, and living outside our heads for a little while.

The production is on for two nights: Feb 23/24, 2007. Go check it out if you can!

The Cousin Label

noreply@blogger.com (Reese) — Tue, 20 Feb 2007 16:09:00 +0000

Hahahahaha.

My older cousin asked me if I was taking notes at our family reunion meeting... and when she realized that I was just jotting down contacts in my PDA, she refered to it as my little black book full of all the hearts I've broken.

She then called me "the MAC-tress".

This false reputation of mine is catching up with me.

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It's occured to me that the nickname isn't obvious. She was referring to my "macking" skills... my rep as a "Mac Mommy"... that I be the "playa playa" of my community. All of which, although hilarious... totally untrue.

The Fortune Cookie

noreply@blogger.com (Reese) — Tue, 20 Feb 2007 03:50:00 +0000

My new year fortune after my gastronomically decadent dinner at Mandarin with friends tonight:

"Never trouble trouble, till trouble troubles you."

Geez, thanks a lot "Far East Fortune Cookie Co. Ltd." That was so dumb.

The Other Horoscope

noreply@blogger.com (Reese) — Tue, 20 Feb 2007 03:49:00 +0000

Here's my astrological horoscope as per an email from my cousin:

TAURUS The Tramp

Aggressive. Freak in bed. Rare to find! Loves being in long relationships. Likes to give a good fight for what they want. Extremely outgoing. Sexy as ........ Loves to help people in times of need. Outstanding kisser. Very funny. Awesome personality. Stubborn. Sexual as ......... Most caring person you will ever meet! One of a kind. Not one to ......... with. Are the most sexiest people on earth!

Hmmm.. that was fairly random. I still like the sounds of most of it!

The Lunar Horoscope for 2007

noreply@blogger.com (Reese) — Mon, 19 Feb 2007 15:33:00 +0000

Happy Lunar New Year!

Even though I am filipino, (which means we do not celebrate the lunar new year) I still partake in many a new year meal due to having many asian friends. Year of the Pig... totally! I'm so full it's not funny. Anyway, in honour of the festivities, here's my horoscope for the year. I fall under the sign of RABBIT.

Disposition
The Rabbit is noble and elegant. They handle matters with care. When it comes to emotions, they are fickle minded and cannot stay faithful to their partner. They are down to earth and do not like taking risks. They are willing to undertake a project provided the terms are 100% secure. The Rabbit’s human relations are good and friendly. Their finance managing is average. They lack discipline in punctuality. The female rabbit loves to read and is full of empathy. When someone needs helps, they are very glad to extend a helping hand. They have always yearned for a tranquil life.

The Rabbit is full of emotions; they get over broken relationships very fast. This is where they get attraction from the opposite sex. Their six senses are strong and it is their protective amulet. They seemed to predict what is going around them and they are well prepared in advance. For the love aspect, men and women are romantic but the female is especially gentle and careful. In their marriage, there are not much of conflicts.

Marriage
The Rabbit and the Goat is an ideal match as they appreciate each other’s virtues. A match with the Dog and Pig is logical as the Dog is sensitive and the Pig can endure hardships. Avoid the match with the Rooster as the Rabbit cannot tolerate the Rooster’s arrogant and conceited character.

Luck
Rabbit’s luck is not favorable this year. There is a presence of bad constellation. All business plans will be slowed down. With the assistance of business partners born in the year of Pig, Dog and Goat, it is able to eliminate danger for the Rabbit. Human relationship is also a big headache. It is unfavorable in Autumn season. You can hope for better luck in Winter season. This is the year where White Tiger constellation appears, one must pay extra attention as disasters of bloodshed will happen. With the Unicorn Amulet or having a pregnant woman at home, it is able to ward off the ill effects.

Career
There will be obstacles to career advancement for the Rabbit. For those who want to invest in a business will feel that he/she has the ability but lack of strength. It is best to make plans in Summer and Autumn season. The most feasible time to execute the plan will be in Winter season.

Fortune Luck
The Rabbit will suffer unexpected financial losses and accidents. Do not take risk in investments or visit gambling establishments. There is a possibility to fall into financial crisis in Summer and Autumn season. With careful finance management, one may meet the benefactor in Winter season which will in turn help the Rabbit tide through difficulties. Do not act as a guarantor for anyone athis may lead you to incur monetary losses.

Health
There are bad constellations this year, threateningly leads the Rabbit to be prone to bloodshed incidents. Pay attention to diet to avoid being sick. Do not drive after liquor consumption as there is a likelihood of traffic accidents. For those who are involved in high risk career, be extra cautious when executing jobs. Be more cautious in Autumn season.

Romance
This year, the Rabbit has a lucky constellation in love life. It attracts more choices for him/her. You will be able to find your ideal partner through participation in social events. Marriage may take place this year. The Peach Blossom constellation appears in lunar calendar November. Do not let the golden opportunity slip away.

Academic
The Rabbit student will not excel in studies this year. To break through, one must study diligently. If you encounter problems with schoolwork, do not hesitate to consult your parents, teacher and classmates. During school vacation, one must revise and refrain from going out to play.

Auspicious Months
Lunar Calendar February, June, September and October

Inauspicious Months
Lunar Calendar March, May, August and November

The Price of Being Non-Standard

noreply@blogger.com (Reese) — Sat, 17 Feb 2007 22:01:00 +0000

Argh. I hate being my size/shape sometimes. But NOT for whatever reasons you might be thinking.

I'm petite, 5'3'' and what my family likes to call "healthy" in size. Essentially what this means is that whenever I go clothes' shopping I have to factor in extra money to have my clothes altered.

$10 for hemming pants
$20 for sleeves shortened
+ anything else that is necessary

It's expensive being me.

The Pick Up Artist

noreply@blogger.com (Reese) — Fri, 16 Feb 2007 04:10:00 +0000

Tonight I attended a queer womens' social event. I brought along my favourite wingman, DragonLady, for moral support. We were just hoping to meet new people outside of our already existing group of queer female friends.

Anyway, it was very interesting. We met different women of different backgrounds, and different ages. We had discussions on dating issues, how to figure out if a woman is gay or interested, and ideas of where to go to find girls. We even role-played and did improvisational theatre. Totally my fave kind of activity.

As the night wore on, the group leaders noticed that I had a lot of interesting comments, and begged me to teach the group some social skills. The group of women in attendance had some questionable advice on dating. I figured I needed to say something! Essentially, I started giving them a crash course in how to be a wingman, and how to talk to women. It was weird. They all got so excited at this that the group leaders want me to give a workshop in the near future on the very topic.

They have started calling me the "Lesbian Hitch". Oh.. I don't think Will Smith has anything to worry about.

Oddly enough, they pick me to teach dating tricks.. and I'm sooooo not dating right now. I only know how to talk to people. If they ever decide to give a workshop on how to pick the "RIGHT" woman, and maintain a relationship... I'm so signing up for that one. I need help too!

I'll keep you posted on my future workshop. I have a lot of material to sort though. Either way I think it'll be interesting fodder for my writing/video work.

The Friendship Email

noreply@blogger.com (Reese) — Wed, 14 Feb 2007 16:39:00 +0000

On this hallowed day of love... let's celebrate the relationships in our lives that all have purpose... whether or not it is a romantic one.

This is one of my favourite email forwards:

People come into your life for a reason, a season or a lifetime. When you know which one it is, you will know what to do for that person.

When someone is in your life for a REASON, it is usually to meet a need you have expressed. They have come to assist you through a difficulty, to provide you with guidance and support, to aid you physically, emotionally or spiritually. They may seem like a godsend and they are. They are there for the reason you need them to be. Then, without any wrongdoing on your part or at an inconvenient time, this person will say or do something to bring the relationship to an end. Sometimes they die. Sometimes they walk away. Sometimes they act up and force you to take a stand. What we must realize is that our need has been met, our desire fulfilled, their work is done. The prayer you sent up has been answered and now it is time to move on.

Some people come into your life for a SEASON, because your turn has come to share, grow or learn. They bring you an experience of peace or make you laugh. They may teach you something you have never done. They usually give you an unbelievable amount of joy. Believe it, it is real. But only for a season.

LIFETIME relationships teach you lifetime lessons, things you must build upon in order to have a solid emotional foundation. Your job is to accept the lesson, love the person and put what you have learned to use in all other relationships and areas of your life. It is said that love is blind but friendship is clairvoyant.

Thank you for being a part of my life, whether you were a reason, a season or a lifetime.

The Return to Therapy

noreply@blogger.com (Reese) — Wed, 14 Feb 2007 00:36:00 +0000

I have pretty wise friends. Regardless whether they've known me for 18 years or 1 year, they all seem to recognize a pattern in me that I often don't like to acknowledge. I'm attracted to people in need. That's not to say that I like needy people only, but the way I was raised, and the kind of person that I am, my heart goes out to those who need love and affection the most. That part I don't think is the unhealthy part. The part that is unhealthy is the fact that I spend more time and energy on my needy relationships, than I do on my healthy ones, even detracting from myself in the process.

This says a lot about me as well. I guess in the past I've needed the immediate gratification of helping someone. Call me raised uber-Catholic, but isn't this the point of why we're here on this planet? Anyhow, a particularly perceptive friend of mine has a nickname for me which doesn't paint this relationship cycle in a very favourable picture.

She calls me "Captain Save-A-Ho".

As rude as it sounds, it's actually kinda funny. But let's just say that the Captain is hopefully in drydock, and on vacation. Instead of focussing on other people, I'm trying to save myself.

So hence, my return to therapy. It was recently suggested to me by my doctor that I may suffer from a particular mood disorder, so in the next several months, I'll find out for sure. I'm also learning to pragmatically sort through my issues, and take responsibility for them. It's a healthy thing. I've been in therapy before... but for much bigger issues. It's nice for a change to learn day to day coping methods and have a safe forum for voicing my feelings and thoughts. I actually feel much more upbeat now. Now if only I'd learn to stop being so hard on myself. :D

The Heritage of Reese

noreply@blogger.com (Reese) — Tue, 13 Feb 2007 02:52:00 +0000

Did you ever wonder what celebrity you most resembled? I mean, my whole life I have been told that I look like CARTOON characters. Most notable of the bunch is usually penguin characters like Chilly Willy or that smart-ass penguin named Pablo, from the animated kids' show, Backyardigans. I'm not sure why... I think it's because of my big eyes, small pointed nose, round face, and the fact that I waddle. Sigh. I guess it doesn't help that I have this affinity for sushi too. I cannot evade the cartoony cuteness factor.

Anyway, when told I could find out what ACTUAL HUMAN BEINGS I look like, I jumped at the chance. Little did I realize how odd the results would be.

I really don't think I look like ANY of these people. Then again, how many asian-looking celebrities do we know? The fact that Jason Biggs is in this really offends me.

Either way, I guess looking 80% like Rosario Dawson ain't a bad thing.

If you're interested in seeing who you look like, check out www.myheritage.com.

The Absence of Chinese Groceries

noreply@blogger.com (Reese) — Mon, 12 Feb 2007 03:07:00 +0000

Saturday night I crashed at my family's house and hung out with the sibling and his wife. It was nice. We don't get to hang out as "siblings", and with my folks in the Philippines, it was a good opportunity.

We spent the night watching TV, which included the first four episodes of J. Lo's new "faux-reality" show about dancers called "Dance Life". It's so horrible that it's good! Like watching a gorgeous car wreck, with good choreography!

In the morning, we woke up, had breakfast, and they took me to the nearest No Frills to do some groceries before driving me home. All I can say is this: I heart No Frills! After living in my new apartment for a few months, I really miss the Asian demographics of Scarborough. I drooled over all the fresh Asian greens, the various gizzards and hocks at the meat counter (mmmm tripe), the selection of tofu, and more importantly Asian condiments! I really wanted a bottle of filipino spicy vinegar so bad. Anyway, I got my fix for now, and the next time I make Spam, I have my spicy vinegar to go with it! Yay.

The Trouble Magnet

noreply@blogger.com (Reese) — Sun, 11 Feb 2007 06:05:00 +0000

Trouble can find me, even when I'm trying to be good. This weekend was a classic example.

Friday Night, 11:56pm

The plan was to stay home, relax and watch TV. The plan did NOT include having trouble show up at my apartment after midnight. It's a clear example of how sometimes it can find me even when I'm trying to be disciplined. I must be a pushover, and overly accommodating. I need to establish Mogwai rules. No feeding my addictions after 12:00am. Eesh.

Saturday Afternoon, 2:00pm

Even at innocuous family parties, it finds me. We all have regrets. You know the ones. The ones you wish to God never happened, and you promise you'll never touch a drop of alcohol again. The clarity of sobriety can blind you.

I'm at my nephew's birthday party at a restaurant, talking to my cousins. My regret shows up, sits down next to me, and taps me on the shoulder and says "Hi." I ignore it, and continue talking, hoping that this isn't really happening.

In my brain I'm screaming. I pray for God to strike me down at that moment so as to spare me any further pain. God has a sense of humour... and I'm his favourite puppet as of late. I don't see myself as the kind of person who uses avoidance as a tactic. I usually am direct. I usually cop to my mistakes. Not this time. And I'm the cause of someone else's pain. It's not how I perceive the real me. Then again, the "real me" has been absent in recent times.

I must be possessed. That's the only explanation. Or the reality is, I'm going through a transition, and floundering as I go along. That's okay. It's more fodder for the journey. Redefining self was never a pretty process.

The Facebook Addiction

noreply@blogger.com (Reese) — Sat, 10 Feb 2007 02:04:00 +0000

Okay, so I'm on all the social networking sites. I can't help it. I'm a social whore. I like meeting people, and I like hearing their stories. Friendster, My Space, Hi-5, Flickr (to some extent)... you name it, I'm on it.

Recently I was introduced to Facebook, and now I'm hooked. Maybe it's addictive because it's novel, maybe it's because the content is ALWAYS new, maybe because I can list out how people know each other with the click of a button, maybe because I can tag embarassing photos of my friends and family that automatically show up on their site... well for all these reasons and more I'm in love.

I'm not the only one. Many of my friends and family are total converts. Some have even cancelled their other social networking accounts. Wow. That's brave. Breaking up with the internet is a hard thing to do!

Some of us even check Facebook all day, first thing in the morning, last thing at night. I've taken to calling it Crackbook... because I'm in deep, with no hope of breaking my habit.

This is how bad it's become:

Today at a work networking lunch, I met a new girl. We talked, she seems really cool... I got a good vibe. My first question to her was... "Hey, are you on Facebook?!?"

I'm a sick, sick puppy.

The answer? Yes, she is.. and right after lunch the first thing we did at our respective offices, was to go and Facebook each other. Addicts know another addict when we see one.

The Compulsive Charmer

noreply@blogger.com (Reese) — Fri, 09 Feb 2007 04:22:00 +0000

Everytime I go out to dinner, I have this problem. I like hitting on waitresses.... is that so wrong? Okay, so I admit it happens more than that. I hit on service people of all kinds. Salespeople, bartenders, secretaries, bus drivers, my friend's boss, coworkers... everyone is fair game.

I guess my favourite part about it is this: no one usually knows what I'm doing, especially girls. No one expects that I'm gay. Most people are clueless. And most people aren't ready for my level of bravado. And let's be honest. Service people always milk the friendliness because it's part of their job.

I figure it's safe. I figure it's practice. If anything, it's highly amusing... isn't it?

I just feel bad for my regular dining partners. They always roll their eyes. I can't help it that I'm cute, can I?

The Beauty of Tagalog

noreply@blogger.com (Reese) — Thu, 08 Feb 2007 03:45:00 +0000

I started my tagalog immersion classes tonight, and boy am I excited. I have horrible pronounciation, even worse grasp of the grammar, but I do have enthusiasm to make up for it all. Did I mention there were some cute girls in my class too? :D Something about cute girls speaking tagalog is really attractive.

In honour of my first class, here are a couple of pick-up lines that some friends have taught me:

kaya kong abutin ang langit at lupa mapasakin ka lamang
i'd go to the ends of heaven and earth just to be with you

ang mata mo mas maganda sa lahat nang bituin
your eyes are more beautiful than all of the stars in the sky

sino tatay mo?
who's your daddy?

*laugh* That last one was just for fun. I wouldn't recommend actually using it.

The Yucky Pill

noreply@blogger.com (Reese) — Tue, 06 Feb 2007 03:35:00 +0000

Every week for the past 4 months, I've had to take this nausea-inducing, pill to monitor my pituitary gland, regulate my hormone production and hopefully shrink this micro-growth in my brain. I suffer from blinding headaches, and other weird female-type symptoms, because of the growth and the pressure it's putting on my pituitary gland. So every Sunday at 11am, I would take this pill that was the size of two grains of rice, and for the next two hours, I would feel overwhelmingly dizzy, and throw up once or twice. It was NOT fun.

Well, today I found out from my endocrinologist, that it seems to be working, and that they want to try taking me off of it!

Yay. No more "Yucky Pill" Sundays! But somehow, my celebration seems to be subdued because they still don't know what's going on, and I'm part of the grand experiement.

For now, I'll enjoy having less medication in my system. I can take back my Sundays!

The Family Visit

noreply@blogger.com (Reese) — Mon, 05 Feb 2007 02:00:00 +0000

So cute.

My parents are in the Philippines right now, and since they heard from my brother that I've been sick for such a long time, they have been calling a lot more.

Anyway, due to some parental pressure, my brother, sister-in-law and my aunt came over today to "check up on me" and spend time together. Thankfully I'm no longer contagious. So we hung out in my tiny bachelor apartment, ordered in Chinese food, and watched the videos from the family Philppines trip in November 2004 for my brother's wedding.

This day made me miss my family being close by, but at least I know I can take care of myself. And I know that they'll worry from afar. :D

I really enjoy missing my family. It's a nice feeling. I like it better than missing the missing feeling. LOL.

The Squid Fix

noreply@blogger.com (Reese) — Sun, 04 Feb 2007 17:18:00 +0000

Okay, so Satuday night I couldn't sit still after my nap after the art gallery. My buddy, egochick called me out spontaneously to the bar she was chillin' at. When I ventured out, it was FREEZING. I wouldn't regret it until much later, when I woke up with a nastier cough than when I went to bed. The cold air does gross things to ones' lungs.

When I got there, she was nonchalantly drinking, and trying to restring her guitar. It's one hot guitar I must say. I really heart my artistic friends. I'm so looking forward to seeing this chick rock out live.

Anyway, she had some wine, I had some tea. We talked and waxed poetic about life, work, relationships, and art. Then afterwards we both had a craving for some fried squid (that's "pusit" to you pinoys out there). So we hit the infamous "Swatow's" for some good old Yang Chow Fried Rice and Salt and Pepper Squid. Mmmmm. Lots of hot tea, washed it down, and suitably warmed us for the chilly ride home.

I'm pretty fortunate I can live this free life, the ability to just get up and go and do whatever I want. I sometimes take it for granted. Here's to remembering that on a more regular basis.

The Art Gallery

noreply@blogger.com (Reese) — Sun, 04 Feb 2007 02:26:00 +0000

Even though we are experiencing a huge cold snap, I felt like I had been cooped up far too long to stay in. And besides, I wanted to go see the Ansel Adams/Alfred Eisenstaedt photography exhibit at the AGO before it closed.

So even though I was still kinda weak, I ventured out with a buddy, to rejoin the "outside world".

The exhibit was amazing. I'm totally in awe of both photographers' skill and work and I'm glad I didn't miss it. It inspires me to shoot more black & white and just generally, enjoy myself, and create something.

Outside of the feature exhibit, my buddy and I highly enjoyed this piece by Julian Opie, titled, "This is Shahnoza". (It's the piece on the wall. It stretched along the entire expanse of the room housing the Henry Moore sculptures.)

A highly provative piece, made sanitary by the usage of outline, it was uber-cool. We wished the gallery would commission prints of this piece because it'd probably make cool wall art for a bachelor pad. (Not mine, but my buddy's, of course) All in all it's been far too long since I visited the AGO, and I hope to continue my excursions to these types exhibits on a more regular basis.