Miss Clippy? He’s not gone. Microsoft Office 1997, still in the box, still for sale at that photocopying service in Philcoa. I wonder if even today’s base-model laptops (Core 2 Duo, 512mb RAM, etc.) will understand this piece of software.
(On the plus side, this could become a really valuable collector’s item someday.)
The CBCP does not approve.
A friend and I had an argument over this street sign:
I said it had no use anymore and should have been taken down by now, because the policy change it announced has been in effect for more than three years now.
My friend said the sign should be kept up because there are people who still don’t know about the Academic Oval’s one-way traffic scheme.
I argued that if this sign should stay where it is, then they should put up the following signs, too:
- Elliptical Road: One-Way.
- We are now an independent state and no longer a colony of America.
- World War II is now over.
A week or so later, Katz and I were walking to the College of Arts and Letters library when we saw a cop alight from a patrolling cop car. We looked the other way and saw a car moving counter to the flow of traffic. (One-way Acad Oval, see?) The errant driver slowed to a stop, rolled down his window and presented his license, very apologetically saying, “Sorry, boss, I’m an alumni and I’m used to the Acad Oval being two-way.”
Well, then. I concede.
Now you’re craving one, too.
Flashing the plastic (student identification card) to get my hands on these babies.
From top to bottom:
- Salvaged Poems by Emmanuel Lacaba. “We are tribeless and all tribes are ours. / We are homeless and all homes are ours. / We are nameless and all names are ours…The road less traveled by we’ve taken — / And that has made all the difference.”
- The Essential Arcellana, works by Francisco Arcellana, edited by Alberto S. Florentino. He’s a National Artist for Literature, and the College of Arts and Letters has a reading room named after him, so he’s got to be pretty cool.
- Lipunan At Rebolusyong Pilipino by Jose Maria Sison. Actually, Sison is the author listed by the university’s electronic database, but the book credits itself to Amado Guerrero (literally, loved warrior), Sison’s nom de guerre. LRP is kind of like the Bible of the Communist movement in the Philippines. The original owner of the copy I borrowed from the library signed his name on one of the first few leaves: “Augusto Escueta, Lucio De Guzman Command, NPA – Mindoro.” A quick google will reveal that a person who shares the book owner’s name is the President of a corporation and lives in upscale Barangay Bel-Air. Oh, the irony.
(At this point I should make it clear that I don’t believe in Communism, although I do think Karl Marx gets some things right. I’ve been meaning to read LRP for a long time now in the hopes of getting a clearer and deeper sense of what the Communist movement is all about, so I decided to finally go ahead and borrow a copy.)
- How My Brother Leon Brought Home A Wife And Other Stories by Manuel Arguilla. I read the title story for a Creative Writing class last year and thought it would be fun to go through his other works.
In case you noticed, yes, I do have a newfound fascination with Filipino literature written in English. I’m trying to get out of the dead-white-male box of literature that I’ve been in all my life.
I can, however, borrow one more book. I’ve been thinking of borrowing another Filipino work, but am also tempted to get an English title. Then again I’m already reading (again) The Catcher In The Rye. Chinscratch.
Recently I realized just how absurd our lives have become on the Internet.
When I eat out, the first thing I do is check into the restaurant or whatever on Foursquare. Then I take a picture of the moment and record it on Path. Some people might bring up Facebook Places or Google+. And then I can eat. But afterwards, I have to Oink what I eat to my friends.
It’s absurd. It’s the new order.