May 20,

Do you belong?

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Do you ever notice sometimes
That you don’t belong anywhere?

Like everybody likes a certain thing and you just can’t get why?

On your daily drive, everyone seems to be going slow, or faster than you?

Like everyone is on to a joke and you still never heard it?

Like the whole world is giving everyone their chance,
and you are still there waiting with your hand out?

Like God has answered everybody’s prayers but yours?

And the music in your head is playing a different tune.

That’s what I feel with the world we live in.
Or “I” live in.

Because I am so sure,
I am meant to live at a different place,
in a different time,
with a different face.

Travel Track 2

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At DTW – Detroit Airport:

1) -1130- This place is huge. I’m freakin’ starving! Gonna find me some nourishment.

2) -1252- That’s the fifth guy I saw with an iPad. (Bastard! I hate you!) I want one.

3) -1300- You know, I’m not much into “people watching,” but man, these people are crazy!

4) -1309- Good God, Sir! I don’t think your friend on the phone is deaf. Can he not hear you or you just like attention?

5) -1322- I learned this guy’s life story and medical condition just because he talks so loud on the phone. Maybe I should do the same and blurt out about my epileptic anus.

6) -1327- Nevermind. I farted on him.
I’m leaving.

7) -1333- Been listening to Tenacious D this whole time. It really fills my heart with Heavy Metal Rage!

8 ) -1400- Alright. Gonna board soon. The Pilot is here. I think he’s drunk.

Travel Track

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On my flight route to Canada.
I have more than 4 hours of layover.
So allow me to update this site of where I’m at.
It’ll help my sanity.

Here we go.

At MCO Orlando airport:

1. -6am- Holy Crap, Mr. TSA agent! That was some thorough frisking you did there.
Are we engaged now, or what?
I think you forgot to pat down my left testicle.

2. -630- Alright. I’m in. It is too early to do anything. Too early to be awake too.

3. -720- I guess I better go sit by my gate. Am having too much fun people watching.

4. -800- Gonna board soon.

5. -815- This guy sitting next to me is a spitting image of my brother Brian. Body built and all. I would take his picture so I can show my brother, but I don’t want to be weird between us the whole flight. He’s a big guy and he can kill me. That TSA agent already violated me today. I’m tired.

Filipino food

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You know,
One of the things I have been proud of,
is being able to cook.

Okay okay I am lying!
I can’t cook!

Unless there are instructions given to me, written down,
on a piece of paper,
in complete detail.

I have to read and follow each direction to the tee.

I can’t do the “estimate” technique
Nor the “see if you think it’s done” kind of way.

I can’t do that.

Everything has to be in detail.
From the exact number of cups,
ingredients,
size of food if I have to slice,
tablespoons of mixes,
temperature,
and specific amount of time
the food has to stay in the oven, pan or skillet.
Even the exact smell and colour!

This is why I love buying those,
already flavored, ready-made mix.
Because they allow me to do the only thing
I am sure I can’t mess up.

“Just Add Water”

Such a beautiful thing.
Because I can’t create any meal from scratch,
even if there was a gun to my head
and my life depended on it.

Oh crap, that wasn’t really the point of this post
I hate it when I get sidetracked like that.

So anyway,
I was cooking “Adobo” a couple of days ago.
And since, I was using the ready made mix,
I don’t have much stuff to read and analyze on the directions
written on the package.

But one thing that was written there,
which kind of stuck in my mind:

“Good for 8-10 servings”

And you know what?

I finished the whole thing,
all in one day.

And since this post is categorized under “Stuff I’ve Learned.”

Let me tell you what it is.

“I am a gluttonous pig,
and my arteries are clogged.”

But do I feel an ounce of shame?

Hell No!

Why?
Because Filipino food is the best!