Are you a serial monogamist? Are you big time bigo sa pag-ibig? Are you a No Girlfriend Since Birth (NGSB)? Then it’s time that you were schooled in the ways of love. Established in 2008, the Love Institute (yes, really) caters to individuals from all stages in the relationship process...
A cardinal rule in marriage is that a husband should not have as much cleavage as his wife. But before images of my exposed seven-inch-long chest hairs burrow themselves into your brain, I would like to share with my three female readers what I have gleaned from the many counseling...
Admit it. We’re all a bit petrified of Jessica Zafra. And for those who are woefully unaware of her existence, please remember that you will be damned to watch an eternal loop of Kris Aquino’s entire run on Game Ka Na Ba until you pick your brains out of your...
(Editor’s note: The following article is about Crazy Horse Saloon, the now-defunct burlesque show in Singapore that closed its doors in January of 2007 due to low turnout. The author has taken this long to get over his heart palpitations and write about it.) There comes a time in every...
I have an obsessive-compulsive disorder which yanks me out of bed 13 times a night to relieve myself in three-second durations until I can finally go to sleep. I resemble an elephant that has gone into a seizure when I attempt to play basketball. I walk with a hobbling gait...
All these young, cappuccino-sipping, text-dependent, Internet addicts go ballistic when they can’t get a signal on their cellphone and bitch when they can’t freeload off a WiFi signal. How dare they. How dare they!? These young ones, who have not had the benefit of growing up enduring Jojo Alejar on That’s...
Last week in Jerez, Spain, we came perilously close to the end of western civilization as we know it. While touring the magnificently intoxicating bodegas of Jerez de la Frontera, the capital of fortified sherry wine, this saling pusa columnist actually had the gall to ask his host, a textbook...
We traveled 7,525 miles over 20 hours, two airlines, four airports, and one pair of underwear. To drink Fundador brandy. Loads and loads of Fundador brandy. And, damn, that trip was worth giving up half my liver for. But I am getting ahead of myself. And I’m sure my three...
I still can’t bear to watch an Ateneo-La Salle game. My pulse races to an anxious roar, uneasy sweat lances my eyes and my bones liquefy to the consistency of taho. And that’s even before the game starts. Despite that, there are still alumni from both alma maters who will...
It is a problem suffered by many an imaginary character. Spock. Yoda. The Speaker of the House. No, it is not the threat of Klingons. It is not the temptation of the dark side. And it is not the fallout from the suspended ZTE broadband deal. It is the often-crusty formation...