Friday, April 28, 2006

Happy Easter!

I spent the entire long Holyweek weekend cooped up in my new apartment. It was so hot during the day that I did most of my activities at night when it was cool and spent most of the day sleeping and napping and snoozing some more. I still haven't installed the airconditioning unit in my apartment and as the days passed by I increasingly wished I had. I also didn't have cable yet so I had very limited viewing choices apart from the usual lenten specials and televised holy mass. Oh, it wasn't so bad like when I was younger when all free TV stations would sign off the whole of Maundy Thursday and Good Friday but at night the stations would sign off a little earlier than usual and I would watch shows from my computer (I stocked on movies and shows to watch in preparation for this occasion). I watched a marathon showing of the entire Battlestar Galactica first season series, Stargate: SG1 (which sucked by the way), and Stargate Atlantis as well as a couple of full length anime movies (Steamboy and Howl's Moving Castle). I tried playing some Prince of Persia: The two thrones on my PlayStation2 but I got stuck somewhere on the game (right after you defeat that giant with his tongue sticking out). I also baked a nice reduced sugar blueberry cheesecake in the middle of the night. It was quite good. Took me the whole week to finish that one off.

Well if lent meant fasting and doing without the conveniences in life then surely having to live without airconditioning, cable television, internet and eating blueberry cheesecake with reduced sugar is in fact some form of fasting, right?

Err... If my mom is reading this, I was only kidding of course. I assure you I watched one of those mass shows on TV and have in fact been a very good boy. I brushed my teeth and washed behind my ears and all that! Honest.

Tuesday, April 18, 2006

Yeast Matters

"All breads contain yeast," the person in front of me declared. "No I don't think so," I managed to say in a straight face while hiding incredulity from my voice (at least I hope I did). My friend sitting beside me expressed his agreement. I tried to explain further that there were other leavening agents aside from yeast such as baking soda and that other kinds of bread aren't leavened at all. Surely this person has heard about unleavened bread? Well, apparently not for he was vigorously shaking his head and muttering that he should know because his family is in the bakery business. I'm not in the habit of arguing with strangers however so I just let the conversation end there.

We were eating dinner beside the beach. It was pitch black outside the restaurant so I couldn't make out the ocean just a few meters from me and the sounds of the sea was drowned by a cacophony of voices in an unfamiliar tongue coming from the other table. There's no mistaking the smell of the sea breeze in the air though mixed with the delicious smells emanating from the kitchen. I was in a beach resort getting ready to eat good food and I should have been enjoying myself. Something nagged at me though. Yeah you guessed it, that business with the bread and yeast. It's bothering me even until now and I just had to write about it. I mean what is the world coming to?

As I look back, I think the whole thing started when we saw a poster advertising beer with live yeast. It was being advertised as a health drink and the print ad went on to extol its numerous supposed virtues. I jokingly remarked that it would probably give you a yeast infection. How it eventually lead to the yeast argument I couldn't quite remember.

I shudder to think that this type of... err... ignorance will become prevalent in the future generations. Just thinking about all those misinformed people makes me sad. I therefore implore everybody reading this to spread the word. Not all breads have yeast! Please, for the sake of our children.

Monday, April 10, 2006

Fertility totems and white sandy beaches

I received a weird postcard from my mother a few months ago. Not that she sends out postcards because she does so on an almost regular basis since she went on vacation. It was weird because the postcard depicted 2 African fertility statues from Ripley's that was supposedly responsible for thousands of women getting pregnant simply by touching it. I wonder. Is she trying to tell me something? hmm. Her message on the card was innocuous enough. Something about sinkholes I think.

I also picked up a couple of postcards when I went to the beach last weekend. While I was writing on it, I realized that I never sent anybody a postcard before. Come to think about it I don't think I even know where the post office is located. I'm almost tempted to just scan it and attach it to an e-mail message. It showed a scenic view of White Beach (we did not actually stay there but we did go there on our 2nd day and is actually about an hour away by boat). The place looks a whole lot better in the postcard if you ask me. Those postcard photographers must really be good. Postcard perfect as some would say. Hehe.

Wednesday, April 05, 2006

Bowling Blues

I think the only reason why I signed for the company's bowling tournament is to have the nice maroon bowling uniform they provided for the team members. I am not a good bowler. Sure I have taken up bowling in physical ed when I was at the university but I barely passed. Now I'm stuck with it twie a week untill the end of the month. The first game was last Thursday. I got a measley 60 on the first game and it deteriorated further to 52 on the 2nd set. I don't think I had that much excercise in months! My thighs were sore and I couldn't go down a flight of stairs without holding hard on the railings for fear that my legs would just give way and just fold on their own accord.

I felt much better on the second match yesterday and I don't feel as tired and sore. I got a score of 77 and 65 this time. Big improvement huh? What I don't understand however is why is it that when it's only practice I get 96 but I don't get that during the tournament itself. Must be the pressure. Heh.