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22 August 2007, Wednesday

According to my fiancée, there are three basic things that a husband-in-training must learn in preparation for a good marriage: • Training in emotional sensitivity; • Watching chick flicks; and • Aiming your pee directly into the toilet. Emotional sensitivity is developed through constant exposure to her menstrual cramps, her...

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15 August 2007, Wednesday

I drained my second glass of bubbly, and the appetizers hadn’t even been served at our table yet. Despite the cool Tagaytay breeze that swirled through the veranda, I was sweating profusely. I nibbled away at some dead skin on my lower lip. Damn, I thought, I’m not getting drunk...

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1 August 2007, Wednesday

Ano ba!? Are we going to push through with this or not?” she huffed. “Yes, dear,” I squeaked. I craned my head outside the car window and all I could see was an endless expanse of taillights along the South Super Highway. “I told you we should have done this...

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25 July 2007, Wednesday

GMA versus FPJ.  Nora versus Vilma. Bea versus Wendy. But there is no topic that has generated as much polarity among Pogi readers as the Pinoy male’s penchant for flaunting, flicking and sometimes recycling his self-generated waste products. On the one hand, scores of gas-producing men who have accelerated their destruction...

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18 July 2007, Wednesday

There are very few things that will amuse a Pinoy man for hours on end that do not require him to spend money, violate his body, or be targeted for arrest under the anti-terror law. It is not watching The Buzz (but, um, yes, we do that too, sometimes). Nor...

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6 June 2007, Wednesday

So there we were snuggling up against each other on my family couch while my yaya sat across us wearing a facemask owned by my fiancée’s father, ready to smack my derriere with her tsinelas if my fingers traveled to any areas not yet sanctified by holy matrimony. I stared...

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21 January 2007, Sunday

JEREZ, Spain — The story so far: a barkada of four amorous testosterone junkies beat back other pretenders to the throne and win a chance to reclaim their ambiguous Spanish heritage in the Fundador Brotherhood Challenge (a.k.a. Lucky Bastards Going To Spain, or LuBaGS). Waiting to see if their amorousness could...

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