While Gura gets girly, trying on Chanel perfume no less, her fiance Tatang mellows out and celebrates a friend's gay wedding ceremony at a drag bar (I loved T's description of another friend as 'a powder keg of funny').
Meanwhile, Jean posts a couple of amazing images, including one of Joe Bataan, one of my musical heroes who is enjoying a revival of his music lately. I even heard an album of his (not sure if it was a collection or a re-issue) on a listening station at Amoeba Records the other day. Wow! His stuff is off the fuckin' hook. Pin@ys reprezent! You need to check his stuff out if you are in any way a fan of tropical/latin/r&B music. Full of fire and funk.
And Leny didn't make it into Hedgebrook either. Sorry, Leny, maybe next year we'll both get in and be there at the same time! Now that would be nice, considering I've only met Leny once and for about five minutes, while her words are quite familiar to me via her blog and emails.
El Serenito is taking a blog-writing break of sorts (the myeow-bernation I believe he's calling it) but is posting some cool pics in the meantime. And Oliver de la Paz is stuffing himself silly with homecooked Filipino food (mmmm, yum), reminding me of the yummy pancit I had last night at my Tagalog class party and the delicious bangsilog I had the other day Carmen's on Embarcadero.
Boy, is it fun being Filipino, or what? What great lives we lead. And since it's Christmas-time, the best is yet to come. After sending out a submission of my poetry (not saying where to 'cuz I don't want to jinx it) I'll be stuffing myself silly at Mom's on Christmas day and dropping off cookies and gifts to friends 'round town.
Hope your holidays are blessed and warm,
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