For I am a peddler of words lost in space and time filling in gaps of insignificance to outright the inconceivable.

When once the itch of literature comes over a man, nothing can cure it but the scratching of a pen. But if you have not a pen, I suppose you must scratch any way you can. ~Samuel Lover, Handy Andy, 1842

Tuesday, May 28, 2013

Your scent all over my shirt.



You've changed my idea of pancakes. From now on, I'll eat them whenever I miss you. 



Monday, May 13, 2013

Of Sunsets and By the Beach Mementos


Succumbing to nature's ingenuity



while the heavens declare its glory.



Let the waves bind what can not be seen,


Let the mighty sun bring your searching soul to peace.










Aliwan sa Liwa

May 11-13, 2013 — at Liw-liwa Zambales.

A very well-spent weekend skate trip with my skate brothers. Solid laughtrip all the way from North to Pampanga to Zambales and vice versa. 

Lenard, salamat sa paghatid sa kin pauwi kahit na pinagdadasal mo na magcrash and burn ako sa bowl.


Gianne, iba ka talaga Master! Hanggang ngayon nakatatak sa isip ko yung ninjang takbo mo! Hahahaha!

Salvador/Doy, wala na akong makikilalang hater na mas hi-high-blood pa sa'yo, at salamat sa paglinis ng timba at tabo na pinampaligo ko. 

Dran, lakas mo talaga pumositive. EMO hits ulit sa susunod at thank you sa masarap na dinner namin! Salamat ulit sa solid at masayang weekend skate trip! :D



Beach boys. 




2nd day at Liwa. Them boys emptying the bowl since it rained the other night.