Friday, July 27, 2007

Tagged - Eight facts about Jego

Mother of pearl, Ive been tagged. By Sparks of Caffeine Sparks fame. Normally this blog is the black hole of tags, where memes get sucked in never to appear again, but this could be fun. It's the 8 Facts tag.

The Rules:
  1. In the 8 facts about [name], you share 8 things that your readers don’t know about you. At the end, you tag 8 other bloggers to keep the fun going. Each blogger must post these rules first.
  2. Each blogger starts with eight random facts/habits about themselves.
  3. At the end of the post, a blogger needs to choose eight people to get tagged and list their names.
  4. Don’t forget to leave them a comment telling them they’re tagged, and to read your blog.
Now I might have trouble finding eight people to tag as per rule no. 3, but since this one doesnt promise indescribable pain and suffering if I break the chain, I suppose I can get away with tagging less than the required number. Here are my eight facts:

1) I can't fart silently. I suppose my sphincter isnt built that way. If I try to stealth-fart, I do not end up with a silent whoosh like normal people. I end up with something like putt-putt-putt-putt as I try to let loose a soundless one, fail, stop in mid fart, then try again, until all the gases are expelled. It takes too much effort so I gave up trying and head for the bathroom instead or if outdoors, walk a reasonable distance away from populated areas, preferably downwind.

2) And on the other end, I can burp at will. I'll swallow a bit of air and hold it in my upper esophagus just below the vocal chords and can let out a belch that would do Barney Gumble proud. My second daughter has inherited this skill, and at a tender age of three or four, we could do a duet of Kelly Rowland and Nelly's Dilemma with her belching the parts where Kelly goes oh.
No matter what I do (burp)
All I think about is you (burp)
3) I can move my ears. That's not such a difficult feat you say? I can move one ear at a time at will. The left alone, then the right alone, then both of them together for the finale.

4) Im a published author. A long time ago I wrote one short komiks story for a publishing house in Quezon city. Atlas publications I think it was. (Or was it the other one? They published Women's Home Companion magazine as well.) The same house that published Carlo J. Caparas's works. I saw artists drawing and inking panels and that thrilled me no end. I dont remember what the title of the piece was, and I dont remember where they published it, since I did it all on a whim and wasnt at all serious about it and just did it to see if I could make a few bucks. The story was about 2 friends who suddenly found themselves on opposite sides of the Philippine revolution against Spain and didnt have much action in it. It was all dialog and the editor said it was out of place for an 'action' komiks but he liked it anyway and decided to run it. He gave me some tips on how to write komiks, too. I got paid less than a hundred pesos and didnt submit any other stories. I somehow regret not doing so now. Who knows how it wouldve turned out. Oh well, water under the bridge.

5) My first trip overseas was in London. I spent a little less than 2 months there and I didnt see a single celebrity. Not one. Although I might have seen the narrator of Teletubbies once in a pub. I can't be sure it was him but he was wearing a smart business suit and was drunk and was singing the Teletubbies theme song and sounded exactly like the guy on the TV show. My next trip was to New York city and I spent a little under a month there and saw Liv Tyler walking on Park Avenue and might have seen Jerry Seinfeld in Newark airport.

6) My brothers and sister sing very well and all have performed on stage in concerts and stage plays. This kid is my nephew. I never developed the knack for singing. I guess it is a recessive gene that didnt take with me.

7) In high school I walked EDSA from Makati to Monumento, just to see if I could do it. I did and was sore for days. Several years later, I walked from Baclaran to our house in Caloocan because a pickpocket stole my wallet on a bus and I didnt have money for jeepney fare. This time I knew I could do it.

8) I dont like instant coffee. It's brewed coffee or tea. Instant coffee is an oxymoron.

There.

Im tagging:

Grif
Heartbreaker
Fionski
Yardo
Vangenge
Baleeeew (Mag-update ka naman!)
Isa ka pa!! Mag update ka din!
Ryukenden and Time Bandit's blogs no longer exist (or have fallen into disrepair) so Im tagging them through Nothing.



2 comments:

Anonymous said...

unahin ba sa lahat ng bagay yung pag-utot? yuck!

Anonymous2 said...

So some Filipinos focus on their farts before they focus on their elected officials... eh ganoon iyon, eh!!!