Tuesday, November 11, 2014

Lunch Out: Señor Pollo Makati Branch

We've always wanted to eat real food for lunch and have always been craving for chicken! When we saw the newly opened Señor Pollo while we're strolling around our office neighborhood, we sat down with no hesitation. The vibrant look and sort-of-island feel of the resto pulled us in. Here's our first impression.
Senor Pollo
wall mural, two thumbs up!
Senor Pollo
liquors leaning on brick wall, rustic 
Senor Pollo
me and fudge doing "the art of waiting" pose
Senor Pollo
here's the menu. please don't pick Vier. 
Senor Pollo
then we forgot to shoot the food 'cause we were so hungry! (please make your service fast)
Anyways, we tried their buffalo wings, sweet potato mash on sides and this winner quesadillas
Senor Pollo
sa tagal ng service, Fudge got time to have yosi break
Senor Pollo
In conclusion, I thought it would be a nice place to chill-out with friends after late party gigs. The food they serve tastes good, plus the price is reasonable. 
We'll surely come back! 

Thursday, October 30, 2014

Monday, July 28, 2014

Tampisaw

26th swim-3 26th swim
26th swim-1
26th swim b 26th swim c


To go swimming in someone else's pool in our birthday suits. That was the plan! But, kids came in so..we kept it subtle.


Full set

Tuesday, March 04, 2014

MIXTAPE: Happy Tunes for March


Happy by Pharell Williams
Take A Walk by Passion Pit
I Wanna Get Better by Bleachers
If I Could Change Your Mind by Haim
Run Run Run by Celeste Buckingham
Sleeping In by The Postal Service
All to All by Broken Social Scene
Is it Too Much by Ra Ra Riot
In Between Days by Ben Folds
Let’s Go Home by Carousel

Listen NOW.

Friday, February 21, 2014

A Love Letter from My Lover

Ever dearest Mary,

Timeliness is everything.

Poets continuously defy tenses, gripping on the concept of artistic license as if they are weapon only they can wield, to keep their favorite affliction in a Matrix slow-mo sequence. They are not meant to be shelved, but rather refreshed, they will insist.

These press releases I have been working on need certain evidence of being newsworthy to earn their craved full distribution.

Everyone wants everything to stay beautifully in this big “now.”

Then pause.

Press play. Repeat.

I am guilty of such affliction.

There is nothing wrong with adoring the present tense, but I have always been that guy who took “now” to a date and made a whore out of it. One bruise into another, I stretched my luck to fit that usual romantic notion of being swept off my feet by a pixie dream girl.

To finally claim my own Ramona Flowers, minus the evil exes. A Summer Finn, without the borderline tendencies.

Funny how it took me 5 years after my separation from my ex-wife to realize that I have been longing for a prize that does not exist.

I was simply tired of looking.

Then there, you came into the picture.

What a timely entrance, Mary. A sound engineer could have cued a cringe-inducing Stephen Bishop classic and it would still be as perfect.

7 months into my self-proposed hibernation, I finally fleshed out some courage to say “hi” through chat. Liking your photos and following your blog started to become creepy, I reasoned to myself. A lame ass joke about the Big Bang Theory, and a double entendre about “giving you a ring” sped off our conversations from mundane to mushy.

Do you remember, Mary?

Funny how easily I can shed off that stereotypical machismo that feminists have been preying on for decades when I am with you. And how we are overly passionate for each other’s passion, like it is our second skin.

A lot of records have been played and danced on, and a lot of Buffalo wings have been massacred in the process, and we are still on the roll - a not so usual occurrence in my life.

This made me realize that those bleeding heart poets are right. And yes, maybe those god damn press releases too.

Timeliness is a big part of everything to work, but I don’t need to stretch myself too thinly anymore, because Mary, you are enough for me.

Everything that is “us” has always been about seizing the “now.”

Yes, you may not be Ramona, or even close to Summer (except for that hipster bangs), but I guess I found someone better.

And real.


Ahmad

Monday, January 20, 2014

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