storyselling

it was not one of the shortest rides to makati and it was not one of the shortest conversations with a cab driver. it was a mix of his personal eyewitness accounts of how politicians play the game, of makati people parading around for their makati candidate, of bumper to bumper moments--with some chev actually bumping the back of the cab i was in.

i was late for some awarding at merck's and got this text that we won, goojob. what's interesting was orange&lemons played some beatles music. what's more interesting is the food i wasted my money on and the drinks i did not waste my money on and that side of makati, that random follow-where-your-feet-feels-like-walking side of makati i did not waste my time on, your i-thought-you-were-mad-at-me moment i did not waste my time on.

there are days when the stories we sell actually get sold.
today it was worth 50 000. not bad

and may i still get to make slideshow presentations in cabs even if the presentation has to be pulled off as soon as the cab ride ends.

lisnin to the last song in my head. that magkayakap sa dilim song
sortof readin mcsweeney's. again
feelin kinda prayerful