12/29/2005 - 3 comments The farm boy comes home: Day 4.5 Here's a joke courtesy of the manong who sells vegetables at our (very) wet market. Q: What do you call a broccoli without a brother? A:...
12/28/2005 - No comments The farm boy comes home: Day 3.5 I totally forgot about blooging yesterday. So here it is. I'm loving the rainforest weather here (but we don't live in a forest, hah...
12/26/2005 - No comments The farm boy comes home: Day 2 "She's still alive," said my mother. She's talking about the hen I asked them to spare from being made into a tinola about...
12/25/2005 - No comments The farm boy comes home: Day 1 I'm now here inside our candle-lit bathroom, doing my business. The faint warm glow of the little flickering flame brings back so much m...
12/25/2005 - No comments Christmas adobo and sax music Merry Christmas! Last night was the first Christmas eve I spent without my family. I stayed in my apartment with another family (The Simpson...
12/06/2005 - No comments Nightmare Throw your sack away I have slept away my fears Good morning scarecrow