What to do if caught in a heavy rain at 10 in the evening?

1. Run to a sweetcorn stand.
2. Buy one and eat.
3. Watch other people run.
4. Wish it would stop soon.
5. Enjoy the rain.

Brownout chill

It started to rain hard, and I mean real hard, after a brownout! All of them lasted about an hour or so. Night time. Brownout. Flood. Some squirmy alien things squiggling under your feet. Life is great!

Pregnant Clouds

Ulannnnnn!

Ulan, sinong di mapasayaw ng ulan (Rain, who would not dance in the rain?)- goes the song by Bamboo.

And indeed, after a long time waiting for rain, who would not?

The gray skies is after all a welcome relief and not a sign of distress. The rain seems a relief from few months of heat. Thank God! Goodbye blue skies. Goodbye sun.

But wait- isn't it supposed to be summer?

Rain Song

With a drip, drip, drip,
And a drop, drop, drop,
See the rain on the pane;
Will it stop, stop, stop?

With a wink, wink, wink,
And a blink, blink, blink,
Will we see sun again,
Do you think, think, think?


Abbie Farwell Brown

After reading Revenge and Forgiveness when it suddenly rains

The rain falls angry on my door like a hundred horses wanting to come in. I was reading Revenge and Forgiveness but I could not forgive the rain for coming.

I feel suddenly alone and empty. The rain added the drama. A perfect setting.

My thoughts wander. What if I go out? What if I get myself wet?

But then again the rain , this rain, would have me in her arms like a mother would. Hugging. Filling this emptiness. Dousing this longing.

Get up!

And so I drag myself out.

Oh this rain. This life. It feels cold yet it satisfies my want. It drenches me but it also cleanses my tired soul. Ah rain. I miss my childhood when I can dance naked under your caress. No inhibitions. No people to please. No nothing. I miss the pageant unfolding. The no nonsense drama. The real me. I miss my innocence. I miss my life. I miss you.

And these are the thoughts of a forty year old. In the rain.

When my Indon friend would have been here he would have asked- Sedang apa? (What are you doing?) I would have replied- Kabarku baik-baik saja. (I am doing good.)

Rainy Moment in Summer at Ayala Center Cebu

Rainy Summer

It rained the other night. Got wet and felt cold. Gladly hugged The Korean.

It rained yesterday morning. Got wet but was running late to an appointment. Got a hair blower to dry my pants and shoes and ate to death.

Today the skies are cloudy again and lightning and thunder made me cower in the bathroom.

Ahhh summer rain.

Ikaw ang hangin

A very short rain woke me up this morning. And just as I am enjoying it, it suddenly stopped. This poem by Hope Sabanpan-Yu reminds me of that rain.

Ikaw ang hangin

Pagkahuman sa inday-inday nga ulan
Mihigda ang akong anino
Ibabaw sa basa nga sagbot

Naminaw ko sa mabugnawng kabughaw sa langit
Ikaw ang hangin nga nanghoy
Sa mingaw nga huni

Alang sa nag-inusarang pagsayaw.

Filipino Ingenuity

No amount of rain can...

To show how hospitable we are.

See how creative Filipinos are?

Of Soups and Rain,The Boholano Connection

I am not a Bol-anon! That's what people say to me knowing I am not really fond of soups of any kind. It is like Bohol is equated with soup. I don't know why. But unlike most of Boholanos who would make their rice swim in its different concoctions, I rather have mine dry.

I remember my mother who would make spring chicken (translated as manok Bisaya) soup and would tell us to have as much, so it would rain. I don't know what was the connection. When you were young you would not question the wisdom of the old folks. Or else. There was no child abuse law during my time.

They also had a hard time forcing me to eat soup when I have fever or when I am sick. I don't like soup. Period.

But I don't know what happened to me last night. My friend brought me to Chicken Company and all I ordered was chicken soup. It was not the best of soups. It was rather bland for my taste and too commercial with only two bits and pieces of chicken and some very small pieces of vegetables. But I devoured the whole bowl.

I woke up early this morning because it was raining hard.

Quotable Quote from Atty John Vistal

The problem with many Filipinos, especially the upper middle class, is that they expect to be waited upon everywhere they go, thinking that even the last taxi stand attendant is obliged to walk them to the parking lot with an umbrella because it's raining.

-Atty John Vistal, caught in a heavy downpour at SM City Cebu yesterday

New Home, New Life

Whew! I never experienced being too tired moving to a new home. Old age? After several pushing, heaving, climbing stairs, cleaning up closets and dark corners, I got the cold virus. The dusts ignited my troubled sinuses again.

And when I am busy moving in, so many meetings to attend to suddenly crop up. Of all times, why this? So I have to hiss and slurp my sinusitis while discussing weird things with people. My head aches due to some creative bombardments(?). When it rains, it pours.

Having no internet connection at this time I have to go down town to a cafe and do this and so many things. Maybe you have noticed my absence. Or I noticed my absence from the postings hehehe.

I am glad it rained hard today. Got the chance to wake up early and walk under the rain. I am glad too, that the guy at this cafe allowed my presence despite my dripping situation. Oh I am so cold. The aircon is full blast.

I hope Smart will be able to connect me today. I miss blogging. I miss connecting with friends.

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Rain

Rain, rain, fall today,
Wash away my debts to pay,
Cleanse me of my sins I pray,
Rain, rain, fall away.

Rain, rain, fall away,
Wash away the blood today,
Wake us from this dream I say,
Rain, rain, here to stay.

Rain, rain, here to stay,
Keep the sin of hate at bay,
Love is coming here to stay,
Rain, rain, fall today.


Shiloh Thompson

NURSING A FEVER

To get myself creative, I went to Gloria Jeans for a strong brew two nights ago. Coffee have been helping me with the flow of my creative juices lately. It used to be beer, but not anymore. I don't know what happened along the way.

I had about 3 mugfulls when the rain started coming down on me. I thought this would add drama to my perked up mind. So I packed my things, put it in a place safe from moisture, and started walking home in the rain.

I felt so fresh. It had been a long while that I haven't been singing in the rain. So rain here we go again. Minus my singing.

Sadly, I didn't know there was a free fever inclusion with that rain. I didn't know I was not young anymore. Getting older. Getting more ignorant.(Sigh)