Category Archives: road musings

Neckromancer’s Assurance of Appearance

How homely you think you might be, someone will be turned on by you. Believe it!

(Of course, the attraction may not always be healthy or attractive. So take a bath often.)



I live in a low-income housing place where I have to ride a tricycle just to go anywhere. I have the routine down pat, and I usually bring a book along or play Pou on my phone as the trike chugs along the hills of Bagong Silang, Caloocan. On some days, I just watch the roadside.

On one of these trips, I noticed a sign that was hastily put up on a school wall. “Itaya sa Lotto,” together with six random numbers in indelible felt pen ink. I was curious. Who thought up the combination and recommended people to bet for these numbers? Why, in the name of the True, the Good and the Beautiful, did this person also write the numbers on a wall? Why did this person not bet on these himself/herself?

These are the things that have me labeled weird and creepy. But once, the late husband of my father’s aunt (I just call him one of my lolos) had a friend who he usually pestered for lotto numbers to bet on. Let’s call him “Ryo.” I was a very young kid back then and was not knowledgeable of laws for the protection of the mentally ill, and we kids frequently tormented Ryo. I was fascinated by the man. He doesn’t speak intelligibly. He doesn’t bathe. He doesn’t change his clothes. He doesn’t use a spoon and fork while eating. Yet my lolo frequently consulted him on winning numbers and let him loiter outside his sari-sari store. It was an article of faith that beneath the tattered dark gray clothes Ryo wore were a lot of paper money given by lolo as balato. Ryo was lolo’s lucky charm, and he said as much. We only knew him as a good-for-nothing who we often jeered at to await his reply of curses and highly intense claps. He clapped very hard like he had wood for palms when he was mad-angry. This got lolo angry and we got scolded at. We got out, our thrill for the day then was sated.

Manila By Night

A friend texted me, saying she wants to sell me a booklet of tickets for her child’s school activity. I live in Bulacan. She lives near the University Belt. I said, ‘OK, I’ll go there myself.’

After lengthy talks of what happened to whom and the how are you doings, I left, but not for home. The traffic was sufficiently bad that time, as I remember it, and I decided to walk. I started from Morayta, saw the students coming out, and smiled to myself. Once, I was one of them, full of hope, worried about small things, things like my teacher will kill me for the homework I didn’t do.

Walking on until the railroad, I hear the horn. It sounded like a stern father whale berating his kids to grow up. “Grow up, grow up, you’re too big for the Mediterranean. Grow up, grow up.” I stop to watch time and traffic stop. I could have made a lesser mistake. A PNR train dropping off passengers in that non-station takes longer than waiting for a stoplight to go green while in the throes of diarrhea. People get off the rain and scatter in a beeline toward their destination, their comings and goings unhampered by vehicles who would like nothing else but to get to their homes. The train finally lurches on and I walk again.

I grow hungry, and I finally notice the lights around me. There’s a convenience store every two blocks, and an “Original Pares” if you look hard enough. I eat at one and relive three years of my life. I remember Tayuman, SM San Lazaro, Retiro. Previous loves, and previous lives. I started this blog with a post on pares. I then remember now that those are not previous lives. These memories are still a part of me.

Insane Bible Trivia #33

Part of the covenant Abraham made with God was to go to Canaan from Chaldea/Ur. He also had all males in his household circumcised. This way he severed ties with Mesopotamia.

Kunyari Tweet # 7

That one’s so perverted, he hangs out at a local ice cream parlor to watch women eat.

Grammar Lesson

Grammar Lesson:

Magandang sundan ng period ang comma, mas panatag ang buhay at may closure. Much better than ? and waiting for the !

Kunyari Tweet # 5

Sana April Fool’s prank lang yung pagpunta ng warship ng US sa South Korea.