Hangover

Is it possible to still be hungover after 3 weeks? I think I am. Still hungover. From my puerto galera vacay, my peta weekend, and then this last research visit.

I have raved about my 3-day idyll in Mindoro, which climaxed and denouement-ed (if there ever is a word) in the infamous Mindoro Sling which left me dazed under the stars, surrounded by sand. The drag fags were all so congenial and talented --- grinding to music at the drop of a hat and then quickly carrying a case of beer across the bar!

All I got left of that were photos and a tan that is thankfully fading very quickly, muchas gracias Ysa papaya.

The alcohol really got to me... that I was still reeling about thirsting for more... calling AA!

The following week was dedicated to the PETA Center Inauguration, March 18 to be exact. I think this has been the 3rd time peta has opened, but i think this is the final and ultimate opening.
Until now I cannot get the song, "Panata sa Kalayaan" out of my head. "Hindi ako magkikimi o magtitimpi! Hindi ako papipigil sa takot!!!!" After performing with my PETA friends, I couldn't help feeling a little high... okay, not just a little, a lot! Aided by red wine! Salut!

I performed "Walang Tatangkilik" from "Hatol ng Guhit na Bilog" and I realised, I did the only solo! At the start of the program! Gasp! Anyway, I swung it. Got some claps... BUT, I do enjoy performing with the group! So so so much! Only PETA can do and make ensemble feel like this.

To be surrounded by the greats of Philippine theater, and all so down to earth and unassuming! Sharing the stage with Gardy Labad, Soxie Topacio, Melvin Lee, Ditchay Roxas, Noel Cabangon, Glecy Atienza... and allllllll of my PETA compatriots! I am so proud and humbled by this company.

Above is me making my Liza Minelli impression to the tune of "Silk Sunlight..." with my original Bansot, Phil Noble.

It was a sweet event.

Back to reality and to work. Though not quite, as I escorted around the city's museums and art spaces a Japanese curator. I look forward to these research visits as I learn a lot from these tours. Sometimes, I think my bosses think I'm enjoying myself too much. Oh but well, that's the truth... why hide it, di ba? Meeting all these art people, learning about history and art and Philippine culture in a way that is not taught in our school. I wish these subjects were taught with gusto and abandon as we did when we had these research visits.

A revelation for me was the indigenous artifact called the pubic shield, which for the life of me looked like a rather painful dildo! Made of wood (1 all of six inches, and another puny one like the size of a pinky), I quite don't understand what this contraption is for.... hmmmm.... although, I think it's something like a chastity belt.

Oh the things we retain when long after...

Till next time!