What The World Needs Now Is Lau Sweet Lau

I was at UP Diliman (as always. 2nd home diba?) because I mailed a letter to my friend Sheila and went book-hunting at the former Greenhouse to buy myself a birthday present. So I was at the SC, typing away (wala pa kasing internet ulit sa house), when suddenly… boom! Brownout. PI talaga, majorly, coz at that time I was already halfway through finishing my latest blog. So, since obviously the entire UP system has been crippled by the power shortage, I decided to go to SM North Edsa, at the Cyberzone, to continue my internet business. This was at a place na mahal pala ang charge for internet rental, gagii (not Netopia, which was full of gamers, whaddyaexpect… twas something else… di ko maalala, but it was near Mc Donalds). So there I was, again, typing, typing… until something really went awry, and I was sooo not in the mood to start over (for the 2nd time in a day). Kaya I just walked away and resolved to blog everything, every single thing that at least I’m not ashamed to share, hehe, in one tell-all blow, one episode. Which is this one.

This was the same day I rode a cab with a freakishly conio driver. My best friends know about this but could i leave my fans family and other friends out? Siempre hindi. Lemme check my sent text messages… ok there, October 3, 2006. Digression in order… I got off a conio cab with a conio driver. It was sooo wow, I was super impressed. A souped-up car (don’t even try asking me what car it was – you can ask my kid bro Diego, that Gran Turismo/F1 whiz, for that — since I know no zilch about them, but all I can say is that it… was… white. And nice. Remember, cars and Lau don’t mix.  In fact i was never the type naman to get impressed by cars — "wow ang gwapo ni blank, ganda ng kotse!" is so not me. I’m gonna quote Kuya Carlo on this, I’m more like, "wow ang tangkad ni blank, he’s so cute!" hehehe!), so neat and bango. His phone was a high end Sony Ericson, I think, the sound system was really wow, too, something I-Pod like, although I really didn’t find the apple logo after much squinting, with kick ass speakers. Galing galing talaga. Something like bossa nova-ish, cool, chill music was playing in the background.  But all that wasn’t what shocked me. It was the driver’s coniotic ways, the boses with the shlight lishp and nuances and all. And good enough English grammar, peppered with the coniotic Taglish here and there, when he was talking to his girlfriend on speaker phone. C’mon man, that has got to be a practical joke played on me by a TV show, right?! Well, wrong! I got off without incident, and I had to pay for my fare. I was half expecting Michael V – no no not Ashton Kutcher, although that would have been sweeeet! – to tell me I got punk’d, or yari ako, or wow mali, and hand me back my money, and I’d be overjoyed coz Bitoy’s easily my favorite Pinoy comedian of late. But then again Bitoy doesn’t sound coniotic, does he?  To end it all, well, we did not live happily ever after… and I didn’t even see if he had a cute face to match the wow car. Sabi ko nga baka Piolo Pascual in the rough. Darn it.

(thanks to saved sent messages, I can remember things like that. Now im starting to think of saving all of them, in the hopes that someday when I’m famous I might need to cannibalize pieces of them for autobiography. Hehe. If anyone knows a computer application for me to download text messages into my computer, lemme know… I know DB knows of something…)

The next couple of entries will comprise the The Non-linear, digressing, rambling Diary Of Lau Sweet Lau (TNLDRDOLSL).  Like an overblown "Ten Things" format. Dapat sana hindi ganito, but due to lack of internet access up to now (it’s been weeks already!) naipon ang kwento.  I was going to post sana a new blog some days back. But this is what happened….