zane's posts with tag: games
in the past few weeks, the weather has been annoyingly unpredictable: peak-of-summer sunny radiance in the morning, then sad, gray rains in the afternoon. i'd have much rather preferred real rain, with big, fat droplets that apologize for nothing, than this shy, slothful pouring.
this morning, the day being the droopy kind described above, i was rushing to catch a cab to work (like i usually do, oh, about three times a week).
i saw kyle again playing outside, his yaya nearby. he's the little boy i mentioned in a previous post. i haven't seen him in weeks. and he's not so little anymore. but his eyes are still adorably small, and his hair still fell straight and heavy like that Dutch Boy drawing.
i never saw him holding toys before. but now, he has obviously graduated into more "mature" toys, like plastic armalites. you should have seen him terrorizing this poor cat that looked strangely like a cousin of our Boy Astig.
as adults are wont to do when there are little ones around, i made a face. and mockingly berated him for "shooting" said cat as i was running to look for a cab.
he turned around and pointed his gun at me, half-skipping, half-runnning as he tried to chase and "shoot" me at the same time, face deadly intent.
it was difficult but i outran him, laughing as i slid inside Lulu Love TWX 631 and hearing his toy gun rattling arrogantly in the background.
and in my head there's a beatles song that's playing, something with the words "here comes the sun...little darlin'..."
(from August 23, 2006)
a major reason why i envy people my age living in countries where playfulness and a true sense of fun have space to breathe... Of course, New York is it... and London won't be left behind. they did this last year, too. i asked this group before if we can implement a game in Manila (yeah, yeah, fat chance) and i got a response from Eevil Midget of their Shadow Government, with side comments about how his Supreme Commander and Mustache Commander have preferences for strip clubs. I refrained from emailing my well-composed fire-and-brimstone response. ah, well. someday, soon. i can feel it in my twinkle toes.
|  | The company takes its hardworking employees to Tagaytay Highlands for some bonding time through a friendly sports tourney :) feels good to sweat it out. i insist, though, that there should have been a Royal Rumble-type group wrestling activity... |
| | Hawaii was great fun, although i did have a minor accident involving a 20-storey plummet. Good thing the hotel administrators were very helpful. i was trying to pose for a panoramic shot when the wind blew me down, down, down from the 20+ floor to the 4th. Enrie, who was taking my picture, quickly ran down to see if i was alright. the door to the patio where i fell was locked, so she had to call the guard and ask for help to look for me. At first the guard couldn't understand what i looked like and then he found me, looked at Enrie, and said, "is this it?" lovely, hilarious moment :) i'll come back with my surfboard before i die =D |
Pardon the quick-moving camera persons :) here's the first "overloaded" stunt from the Greenwich Pizza Mob. Gotta love the lola! youtube: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Gl3ffonBR-w
| | A very bad metaphor, yeah. But Djong does love to eat, and seemingly, so does her friends. Happy birthday, o great smiley one :)
Location: Washington Sycip Park and the one beside it
Suspects: the usuals |
| | For the darling who always calls me, ever so coolly, Mama Z... Happy birthday, Sarski! May you continue to enchant them with your wit, sweet nature, thick hair, and dazzling headlights. You know I love ya :D |
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