October 15, 2008
ABS-CBN artist Mark Bautista was playing the piano at the Crowne Plaza Port Moresby ballroom when suddenly an elderly male Caucasian repeatedly knocked against the unknowing baby grand and scolded the pop singer for “turning the hotel into a zoo” then topped it with a generous serving of profanities.




The bigot, perhaps stirred from his fart-y and saliva drenched slumber was referring to the mini-concert starring said artist the Filipino Association organized the night before the incident.

I understand that an acquired taste for bagoong comes with appreciating such shows but white ass septuagenarian has certainly gone crackers. I’m certain that the show is no safari park at least nothing like the bigot’s baboon-ish arrogance.



White ass should have gone banging at the manager’s desk since it was the management who rented out the facilities to the Filipino community for the concert/ show instead he opted to vent his anger at Mark whose ethnicity isn’t of his favor.

I’m doubly certain that if Mark was white rude grandpa would grant forbearance even if noise from the concert razed Crowne Plaza to the ground.

If he wanted peaceful sleep he should have demanded his money back and booked a room at Hotel Hell and rested there in peace. I would have gladly sent him candles, prayers and wreaths.

I’m no fan of Mark. But between mediocre talent and racist pigs, I’d go for Mark anytime.



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posted by Bryan Anthony the First at 10/15/2008 | 36 comments
March 04, 2006
You can never be too happy in this life.



When farting develops into a delightful hobby, then things are turning unbearably mundane in Port Moresby.

Though banal days are as regular, almost customary as revolutions and coup d’états in Manila, things in POM do twirl ala Cirque du Soleil every now and then.

Like my dear Indonesian friend throwing up during a sail or spilling pockets and pockets of condoms all over Dolphin Blue's floor or me admitting that I’m a low-maintenance boyfriend.

Like today, i give thanks to Ms. Velasquez’s version of Eraserheads' “With a Smile” for steadfastly keeping a beam in my face during the course of this cloudy day.

I know somewhere a bit north of the equator along the shores of South China Sea, someone’s singing this song for me.

Greet my breast lid!

For the composer and the voice behind the song…salamat po.


With a Smile

Lift your head, baby, don’t be scared
Of the things that could go wrong along the way
You’ll get by with a smile
You can’t win at everything but you can try

Baby, you don’t have to worry
Coz there ain’t no need to hurry
No one ever said that there’s an easy way

When they’re closing all the doors
They don’t want you anymore
This sounds funny but I’ll say it anyway

Oh I’ll stay through the bad times
Even if I have to fetch you everyday
You’ll get by if you smile
You can never be too happy in this life

In the world where everybody
Hates a happy ending story
It’s a wonder love can make the world go round

But don’t let it bring you down
And turn your face into a frown
You’ll get along with a little prayer and this song



03 March 2006

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posted by Bryan Anthony the First at 3/04/2006 | 1 comments