While coffee beans won’t exactly tell you what it is bitter about, the pitch it makes when dropped in a bowl could actually tell you where it was planted: by determining its density based on the sound. “A tree that grows in a warmer and lower elevation compared to a […]

‘Coffee beans can talk’ and four more things you can ...

Atty. Ticky Tabujara (a.k.a. the Pogi one) called for a mini pen meet at UP Town Center last Friday. It was a small yet fun group, and it sucks that I had to leave early to catch a TV show. But it was fine. Below are some of the nibs […]

Nib finds at the last 2016 pen meet

It’s a strange fascination for some, I guess, to obsess on fine-liners, felt-tip pens, retractable gel writers, and hard-bound black cover notebooks when a Pilot ball pen and Corona notebook would do. But there are stranger things that we could obsess on, like from purely pink houses to Santa Clauses, […]

Falling down the tricky inky world of pens

For sure, if my father lived up to this day, he would be telling me how he and some of his friends stormed MalacaƱang 30 years ago after Ferdinand Marcos reportedly left the Palace. Anti-Marcos groups ransacked the place, valuables were also reportedly looted. He hoped to bring home something […]

My father’s EDSA tale

Most of my entries for Agosto Series this year never made it on this blog, because they felt too real. I’m currently tweaking some to be posted here 130 araw na lang bago mag-Pasko. Lagi ko itong binibilang dahil sa araw na ito dumarating ang pinakamasayang regalo ng taon: kasama […]

Agosto Series: Countdown

Magdamag akong nakatingala sa langit, tinatanaw ang mga talang sinasapawan ng ilaw ng siyudad. Sabi ni tatay, mahirap daw makita ang mga bituin dahil masyadong maliwanag ang Maynila.

Agosto Series: Tala

  KFC’s lights were all off when I walked past it along Matalino on my way back home. It did seem that McDo was running on generators, after an afternoon outpour knocked out the electricity at some areas in Quezon City. The house was dark, and our youngest dog was […]

Brownout musing