A day in the life...

3-Year Old Boy Missing - Spreading the word

A friend of mine posted this announcement on her Multiply blog about a boy who went missing (kidnapped?) in a mall down south of Metro Manila, and felt I also need to spread the word.

Some details from the boy's aunt's blog:

The missing kid is Matthew David Samudio, 3 years old, from Muntinlupa. He was last seen on July 22 at Tom's World Arcade inside Festival Mall Alabang wearing green checkered polo, maong pants and green Mr. Bean Slippers.

The theory of him being kidnapped cropped up when, upon reviewing the mall's surveillance camera, they saw a tween girl calling his attention and leading him somewhere, away from his companions.

If anyone has any information, please call the local police or the parents of the boy. Spread the word, too.

And to my friends who have kids of their own, take caution as well.

Let's see if the prediction is true...

I bet some of you have received that email. Some got scared, some dismissed it as a hoax. My grandma had to call my mom to tell me not to go to work on the 18th.

Will it happen? Is it just a joke? Should we believe it or shrug it off?

Well, nothing's wrong with not being prepared. And as one commented on another blog, what's one day out of work?

The electric flyswat shaped like a tennis racket is also sold in the UK...

Forgive me for not posting for so long. Been pretty busy.

But this discovery merits this blog entry.

See, while going through my emails, I encountered this newsletter about great finds over the net. And guess what, this Bug Zapper was featured.

Online, it's sold at a price of 9.99 pounds (where the heck is the shortcut for that) or about US$19.92.

Convert to peso, which would be multiplied by Php44...

Whoa.

I can get that at a price 75% cheaper in Divisoria.

Of old letters, clues and scattered poo's

I found an old letter today. Funny how I had the urge to read it again when I've put the words there behind me.

Reading it didn't cause old memories to stir inside my head -- rather a realization that there is something wrong with the picture painted by hands that weren't mine.

I found a clue, I just don't know whether I hold it true.

Either it's a hoax or the pigeons have indeed scattered their poo on the image.

I have my truth, they have their claims. Time will tell who will be the first to give in.

I have my patience. I can wait.

Ang mga dayo

A funny thing happened on the way home this early morning.

Around 2AM, SO and I got on the jeep en route to home. At the corner of Meralco and Ortigas Ave., 4 foreigners -- one guy and 3 girls -- got on the jeep. Pretty noisy bunch, guess it was their first time to ride a jeep. They even took pictures of themselves inside the jeep.

We were already cruising past Medical City when the girl beside me instigated a sort-of conversation:

She: Do you speak English?

Me: Yes.

She: Where are we going?

Me: Binangonan, Rizal.

She: Where?

Me: Binangonan. Rizal.

She: Is this going to pass Crowne Plaza?

Me: Uh, no.

So there. They almost got lost. Adventurous tourists. Why didn't they have a local tour guide with them?

We told the driver to drop them off someplace they could ride a taxi. They got off at Rosario. Another guy (he looked pretty sleepy that time) got off the same stop and helped them find a cab.

Sheesh, if they didn't ask where the jeep was going, they'd arrive at Binangonan without a clue how to get back to their hotel. What's bad is that there are a lot of poeple who'll take advantage of you for being a dayo. I'm not generalizing, but you know, you should learn from the movies Turistas and Hostel. Just my point.