Jackson Pollock

How did he do it?
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Thanks Leah Bay.

Patriarch

Blink and before you know it, 52 years has passed.
Note to self: must reach 52 years old.

Happy Birthday Pare!

A Welcomed Distraction

We met when you where still a round ball in your mom’s tummy. The August of 1983, it was quite a nice feeling that you would come into our lives. As you know, in Manila, it rains a lot. Your mom accidentally was poked by an umbrella on her tummy and she was worried sick that something might have happened to you. As it turned out everything was ok. When you were born you were quite a famous little “townie” in Pittsford, NY. Everyone wanted to meet and greet you. The next time we met, you were 13 months old and I was writing my thesis. You were always a welcome break from the grueling demands of my final semester of schooling at the University of Santo Tomas. In fact, you are a dedication in the thesis book that was published and kept in the library of that university. The next time we met you were seven years old. You enjoyed playing in the rain and swimming at a friend’s pool, and then time just flew on by, hearing little bits here and there of how you were. The next meeting we had was in February of 1997 when I moved here to (North America). You were in your own growing pains by then, so it was your younger brother who entertained me, but it was understandable. In 2000, you flew to see me and Jakob Dylan at the Bridge School Concert. In 2001, you traveled to Virginia to see me marry and even carried the rose petals. Then years went by and the next thing I knew you traveled to Pennsylvania to attend Pitt. Auntie Chesca explains it right, “blink and before you know it 23 years has passed”. So on this day we (Auntie Gigi and I) wish you a great new year and several more great years. We hope to hear more of your travels and that we meet more often.

Happy Crismuz?

And what has he done?

The New Addition to the Remodel

His sister Chesca was born close to the time they moved into their newly remodeled house, which made that Christmas even more special. He held her two little hands while she walked from the glowing Sacred Heart to the swinging kitchen door. He doesn’t think she remembers this, but he taught her how to walk.

When he and his brothers picked teams for softball, his team, Blue Socks—literally, he designed the uniforms with blue striped socks—did not include her, which made her very jealous. "Gnilims-peek" was a club including Chesca, Karen, Peggy, Peter and himself that included “Masonic” dark meetings on tires within the helpers’ quarters.

In his quest to achieve architectural greatness, he constructed a tree house that would withstand even the strongest of typhoons. One of the perks to the “tree-top hotel” was a tire swing. For only 25 centavos, anyone could be a member. However, even though she failed to pay, he was the only one to run out when little Chesca fell from this tire swing.

He remembers Chesca using her unending talent for art and craft by borrowing his poster paints to color her hair for a Cyndi Lauper party. She was the hit of the high school party without the use of the more expensive “spray on” color. During this time of their lives, he antagonized her with the demonstration a Coca-cola swap. But of course, this isn’t about him.

Memories are hazy for the next several years (decades). One of the main memories he retains was how her beauty and spunk tortured many men-with-delusions-of-grandeur to be the possible boyfriend. He recollects an expensive racing bicycle being thrown down the pebble wash steps out of one of these rejections. Many BOYS shed tears for her.

When he arrived to the States, Chesca was already here to help. His first memory of her in the States was her DRIVING a SUV from Cleveland to Pittsburgh (“Don’t talk to me!”). Realize, he had never seen her drive before and her stress was apparent. She is known as the great unifier within the family. Even if he did not ask for help, she knew he needed it. Her daughter, Kika, at a very young age, always knew when to call in her sweet young voice (“Hello, Uncle Teddy”) when his heart was breaking from his own child lost. Even today, her kids are his treasure.

So on her 40th birthday, he would like to thank her for her being her in spite of...

p.s. It is 11:00 pm PST which is December 3rd EST...

Winter Rains are Here!

A beer run means putting on the boots, the coat, the slicker and...is that pajama bottoms? How do you fit your wallet in there? Oh yeah, you may forget!

The marvels of technology!

No. 3 Join Us????

Uuuuuyyyy!

No. 2 ONE LIFE!

comments!

No.1

DESIRED!

Numb Yourself

Numb yourself to avoid it rather than nourish yourself to face it. But alas, ahhh, short-term memory loss kicks in.

Dictated Fate

YES, get out and VOTE.....hahahaha!

KIKA!

Happy Birthday Math teacher!



Love always,
Uncle Teddy and Auntie Gigi

P.S. Hope Chuck-E- Cheeze was fun for you.
And WOW you are 8 years old?

22 years and 9 days after

He left when he was 15, assimilated, got the whole American pie. In 1997, 22 years since we saw each other he sent me a ticket we met again. We were different people, as time does to you. He had his baggage and so did I (I said "I"). Eventually we got to know each other again, his friends, my friends, his family , my family. He was colonized but now he is more of the true ethnic person that he is. We like him. He is my best friend and my bestman! And to think we are only 9 days apart. Coinki-dinky?

Happy Birthday Teban!

Photo: by Jude September 16, 2006

All Souls Day?

On this day we commemorate all those who have passed on to a better or worse life. it is not BIG here where we are but somehow reflecting one's own life makes him wonder where the next one will be. Will they be stepping on his body six feet under? Will he be in a Jar in the livingroom? Will he be.....sanctified?...wonder.....

367 Days after

In 1988 he left the cuckoo's nest as the wizard of Oz. He struggled for a year or two, found away and stuggled to survive. 5 years later he had to come home just to reaffirm himself of his life decision. He eventually settled in made a family, bought a house and oooo that Starion with the extra teurbow boost, he was loving life. But as we all know as time goes on things change.
He had many trials and tribulations. The last time I saw him was 5 years ago, as things were really about to change for the both of us. But all is well now, he has a great relationship with family and friends, two adorable kids "paadon?" He taught me to play the guitar, he IS the guitar man! So on this day we continue to celebrate the Oktoberfest!

Happy Birthday my Friend and Brother

Photo: September 21, 2001 Richmond, Virginia

Also on this Day

The so called "United Nations" was established....Ask yourself , IS IT ? Just ironic, don't ya think?

Photo: Delegates to the founding conference of the United Nations in San Francisco, October 24, 1945

In lieu of Blogs

Please send checks payable to The Fifth World Foundation Inc. (a-for-profit corporation). Acceptable other suggestions: Gift cards, Western Union bank to bank transfers, unused flying miles, untorn jeans, 1 year supply of Heineken beer, U-Bolt differential part-preferably OEM but accepting a rebuilt one for a 1986 Mercedes Benz 190 E 2.3 123 body style. Washer and Dryer (preferably with installation included). Planned visits from the Midwesterners to Eastenders, even the FOB's (overseas).
Hair dye (please no red tints), Feregamo suit (used), Stradivarius violin restoration, 1 set of Gut strings for a Guild guitar, and last but not the least... A cure for IBS (irritable bowel syndrome)...Please check off what you have picked so other guests will know what have already been chosen. He is registered at Goodwill, Target, K-Mart, Sears, Autoban Mercedes Benz, and in your right back pocket or Paris Hilton purses. FYI - All gifts are non refundable!...unless you are the little drummer boyl.

Mr. Jack Lord

Mr. Carding and Mr. Misho did some work in the past few weeks. Their work is superb, and is highly recommended. See for your selves and compare! By-the-way, That really is my Dad, while he is away in the land down under, we will be away for a few days "Jetting" off to Atlanta, Georgia, tonight, arriving at 6:00am tomorrow, Tee-off time with the brothers at the Atlanta Country Club at 9:00am, rehearsal dinner at 6:00 pm , bachelor's party after that, who knows till when. Next day 3:00 pm Church wedding, 7:00pm reception at the said country club. Get back to hotel and try to sleep. Next day leave for SF at 9:00 am, arrive at SF 12:00 noon then proceed to the Bridge School Concert at 2:00 pm. Whew! AND to think WE are the official photographers, we must be nuts!

Seventeen

Thanks for teaching me that eating yellow snow is bad! Happy Birthday Man!

Photo, Circa: June, 1991

A Jumpstart

He woke up and did his rituals, checked mail, blogs, then got dressed. Walked over to the local grocer for his daily vitamin water. Crossed the road and got on to his horse. It giddy-upped but started making a chity-chity-bang-bang sound. He tried hard to ignore it, but as he went on to gallop ahead, a few miles onto his jail, his horse started to buck, so he slowed it down to a trot. He then continued on his journey but it’s started bucking wildly this time, he actually had to get off it and check its horseshoes. Hmmmm, they seemed ok, so on he went again. Now that white steed just didn’t want to go any further without bucking and neighing wildly so he decided to turn back. Slowly walking it back to its stable. While walking back to his cabin he had to pony express a message to his masters that his horse is sick while suffering a blustery wind and a palpitating heartbeat.
They said it was Okay. He may have to put down his faithful white steed in the near future. Hopefully not. His equestrian vet may have some answers. How is that for Jumpstarts? And to think today is Friday the thirteenth!

"When you believe in things you don't understand then you suffer, Superstition aint the way" by: S. Wonder