The Wheel and Axle

Just in case you happened to pass by, curious and wondering if I were in contact with aliens from outer space and if I had an embassy set up on the planet Tatooine.

I am, however, willing to open up diplomatic relations with the Klingons for so long as you promise to get me enough energon cubes from Cybertron.

Me.

Crazy Alien Guy.

So I’ve been based outside of Metro Manila for about a month, with weekends generally reserved for dropping by. I would have thought that it would take me so much more time to getting used to living outside the capital (or thereabouts), but surprisingly, I’ve adjusted quite well – and the last couple of weekends have shown me why.

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It feels like a Harry Potter moment, somehow.

Kidding aside, I’ve always been a social media addict, so it was quite a pleasant surprise when my mentor Jessica asked me to set up Instragram for The Library of Babel, her publisher slash online distributor. The IG idea quickly expanded to include Facebook and Twitter.

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Pre-workshop Meet and Greet

Last year, I was lucky to have been chosen to participate in Jessica Zafra’s first writing workshop, “Write Here, Write Now.” We had a meet-and-greet in November, which Jessica featured in her blog. In the succeeding weeks before the end of 2013, I also met up with some participants to get to know them and prep ourselves up. It was nice to have like-minded folks getting ready to dive into a workshop with one of our most famous local authors.

We started the workshop in January – four non-consecutive Saturdays until March 8th. Held in the Ayala Museum, it was sponsored by the Ayala Foundation.

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Bro. James P. Dunne, SJ (picture courtesy of the Bro. Dunne FB Page)

Today marks what would have been the 76th birthday of a very special man who touched the lives of many high school Ateneans of my generation. Bro. James P. Dunne, SJ was the original Big Brother, at least for many teenagers of my time, and he is sorely missed.

Below is a note (edited) that I wrote on Facebook this day last year. Remembering Bro will never get old; he will never fade away from the memories of the countless lives he touched.

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When I was a young, I was somewhat sickly. I wasn’t asthmatic, but I had regular bouts of what seemed to be like symptoms of asthma and bronchitis. It was a good thing, then, that my maternal grandfather, “Daddy,” was a chest doctor. Daddy would always be the one to check up on me. Later on, when I became a healthier person, Daddy was still my main go-to person if I needed a check-up (or an excuse letter for school, heh) until he retired.

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I’ve never experienced so many screw-ups from a hospital as I have with Makati Medical.

Today, more than a week after I got discharged, and when you would think everything’s already good, I found out they still screwed up yet again.

Perhaps it’s best to start from the first screw-ups, somewhat discussed in my last blog post.

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Three days prior to my birthday, I was – during an executive offsite seminar – taken to the ER for dizziness, on/off fever, and fluctuating BP. I was given anti-vertigo meds, was advised to rest, and if it still recurred, was told to go to the hospital for a follow-up. Stating the obvious is apparently a requirement for ER doctors in Rizal.

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Well, it’s been almost three years since I actually seriously blogged.

Now I’m back, and this time, it will be even more awesome.

Come on, join me, won’t you?

P.S. With apologies to Lobo…