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      <title>it's history</title>
      <link>http://inkblots.blogdrive.com/archive/85.html</link>
      <pubDate>Thu, 18 Oct 2007 09:57:45 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>Hey guys and dolls,
As a sign of my &quot;crossing the bridge,&quot; I'd like to invite you to my brand spankin' new web log, commercial breaks.  It's not much, but there's a hell lot of new things to talk about.  I hope.
Remember, http://commercialbreaks.blogspot.com.  You're almost there baby, click it and cross the bridge.  Let's start living a new good life.
Adios! Sayonara folks!  Inkblots is history!</description>
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      <title>it's the little things that kill</title>
      <link>http://inkblots.blogdrive.com/archive/84.html</link>
      <pubDate>Sat, 12 May 2007 16:49:11 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>I've drifted away and placed myself in a coma for over a good quarter of a year.  Though, strictly speaking, everything's at their proper arm's length places, it feels like I've wandered through the woods without a map and had a million leeches suck my blood out that made me lose all the blood in my body.  Or like my heart and lungs and whatever other inerts I had have been lacerated by barbed wire that skewered me when I accidentally slipped on a banana peel which was lazily lounging around on the dark Dela Rosa Carpark (which partly is a true story, by the way: one night I was about to have... (more)</description>
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      <title>Now that's smooth</title>
      <link>http://inkblots.blogdrive.com/archive/83.html</link>
      <pubDate>Thu, 11 Jan 2007 17:35:04 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>I was never into Rivermaya except for one album they have called free.  It really was 'free' with every September 2000 issue of Pulp, if my memory serves me right.  And I think Rico Blanco is one real deal artist.  

Here's one of the songs I love in the album.  Simple and smooth.  How I wish everthing (and everyone) would be just like that.

STRANDED

'goin out on a Saturday
we think it's so passe
my girl and I got a new religion
home is where we stay
***
stare at each other for
couple of hours or more
what are you thinking
cos you're beautifully smilin'
boy, do i look good in
my own... (more)</description>
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      <title>Globe - it's my old reliable!</title>
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      <pubDate>Sun, 07 Jan 2007 03:08:01 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>Before anything else, I'd like to emphasize that this is not some
advertisement for Globe Telecom, nor does this post encourage nor
discourage your patronage with the aforementioned entity.



Congratulations my friend! It's your fifth year with globe!  



I just received my 60th bill ~ 60 months of gruelling money saving for
a communication device.  Even before working, I never relied on my
parents to pay my phone bill, so you can just imagine why I consider it
one helluvan accomplishment!  Good job, Kate!



Now, should I cut my line that gave me nothing but 60 months of... (more)</description>
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      <title>The Christmas Break</title>
      <link>http://inkblots.blogdrive.com/archive/81.html</link>
      <pubDate>Wed, 27 Dec 2006 08:59:21 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>I wished for a lot of things this year, most of which I didn't get like a new iPod, a new Boss stomp box, lots and lots of money, so on.  But the best gift that I didn't get was something I know I could never have - the perfect Christmas Break.

I have always been on the go for the past 6 months since I started working.  Sure my colleagues would say, &quot;Just 6 months?! Try three years, damn it!&quot; Who am I to complain, anyway?

Back to the topic...

The best gift I could think of is something no one could ever buy.  All I wanted was time, a real break, like those bum seasons I had in college. ... (more)</description>
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      <title>My Bestfriends Wedding</title>
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      <pubDate>Wed, 06 Dec 2006 23:48:23 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>My bestfriend just got married last Saturday.  A most beautiful
day indeed, cool, sunny and breezy midday in Tagaytay.  Although
at the back of my head, typhoon Durian had to change course and hit
Bicol just to oblige to that occassion.  



He was happy.  After a year of preparation, Saturday was the day
he thought would never come.  But as quick as that we were all
together in tuxes and gowns, something I swore  I would never wear
unless paid a million bucks.  I guess his happiness is worth more
than that million now.



I was on the other hand just fine.  In all honesty, I just... (more)</description>
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      <title>Knowing There is Only Now</title>
      <link>http://inkblots.blogdrive.com/archive/76.html</link>
      <pubDate>Wed, 01 Nov 2006 02:02:01 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>
    Here

  We stand

  We know

  It will always be

  Everything and Nothing

  Between us

  But Space

  and Silence to begin with

  

  Tell me how it is

  to Love

  and Live

  and Be

  

  No Promises

  Knowing

  There is only Now

  

  As we walk away

  out the door

  Welcome back Reality

  Don't forget to Smile

  Knowing there is only Now

  

  Tell me how it is

  to Love 

  and Live

  and Be

  

  No promises

  Knowing there is only Now

  

  

  Cynthia Alexander


         
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      <title>A Razor Gig Once More</title>
      <link>http://inkblots.blogdrive.com/archive/75.html</link>
      <pubDate>Fri, 20 Oct 2006 13:47:27 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>If I am not mistaken, the last gig of Razorback I went to was in
Seventies Bistro last year, date October 22, 2005.  I remember
because it was the first time I had the balls (which is not really
applicable to me) to ask them for a picture taken with me.  Oh
yeah, and it was on my birthday.



This year, another gig that I hope I wouldn't miss.



Tomorrow at Gweilo's Libis.  16th anniversary gig.  It should be tons of fun.



Here's a bonus video from you tube.  Thanks to 'himur1'.  Ayos!









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      <title>rock and roll que horror!</title>
      <link>http://inkblots.blogdrive.com/archive/74.html</link>
      <pubDate>Sun, 15 Oct 2006 05:21:31 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>There's not much musical evolution happening in my head since I have
started working three months ago.  In fact, the last cd I bought
was Pearl Jam's latest release.  It was an alright buy, but I have
to be honest, I bought  it just so I can add something up in my
modest collection.



Though there are a few great bands just revving their careers (Up
Dharma Down, Pedicab, Urbandub to name a few), this year we are
experiencing a good music drought.  I guess it's a mix of having
too many 'pogi bands' and pauso rockstars who still naively believe
that wearing too much eyeliner and... (more)</description>
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      <title>Song of the Day #11</title>
      <link>http://inkblots.blogdrive.com/archive/73.html</link>
      <pubDate>Thu, 12 Oct 2006 15:52:50 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>Why can't mushy songs be more like this one...it's more heart wrenching
and honest.  Can someone sing this instead of the dashing debonair
love songs of yesteryears? 
  
  SHIVER
  COLDPLAY
  from the album Parachutes
    So I look in your direction,  But you pay me no attention, do you.  I know you dont listen to me.  cause you say you see straight through me, dont you.    On and on from the moment I wake,  To the moment I sleep,  Ill be there by your side,  Just you try and stop me,  Ill be waiting in line,  Just to see if you care.    Did you want me to change?   Well I change for good. ... (more)</description>
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