Month: June 2009

Speed Freak (Not a Chick Lit)

(Hmm. Stardate June 30, 2009: I am currently working on this story. I don’t know how this will end but this is the background about a girl named KC Rainer and her life as a motorcycle stunt rider. Oh well, enough of the staid and long-winded introduction Sit back, put your feet up, and enjoy. I’d appreciate any comment on this; solicitations not accepted, though.)


She was flying above the crowd of people who had gaping mouths and eyes glazed over with amazement.

From her airborne vantage point, she saw flashbulbs go off from numerous cameras all over the stadium.The air whistled past her. Her helmet muffled the roar of her Thor699 motorcycle. She felt the vibrations of the pistons working inside the powerful engine through her jumpsuit.

In a series of deft motions, she shifted her balance, pushed herself against the handlebars, and stretched her legs out behind her; at the same moment, she grabbed the seat of the Thor.

Flying. Continue reading


Fourth Leg, Fox Philippines Downhill MTB Series

UPDATE (06-22-09): Fifth leg will be held in the Grotto Track in San Mateo, Rizal.

Safe ride, everyone!

More Downhill Updates.

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The 4th leg of the Fox Philippines Downhill MTB Tour was over and done for with last May 31st, Sunday, with riders from Dumaguete dominating most of the categories. Continue reading

Stuff of the Future Cafe Menu

Just to orient the readers of the cafe and to prevent any misunderstanding about any stuff I am posting here, I am now entrenched in Quezon City, part of this country’s capital region. For landmark purposes, the area five blocks away from where I live is the only place where the MRT and LRT lines intersect. Another landmark in the area is the place that local celebrities fondly call the “Big Dome.” And as another clue, the area where I live was formerly called — in the Martial Law Era — the fortress of bag snatchers and of lost souls who grope anybody they find vulnerable within darkened movie theaters with sticky floors. Thank goodness these types were also banished by people power!

I also have a new source of livelihood and a new jungle through which I have to negotiate in order to survive. Which also means that I’ve left so much behind and I badly need a way to de-stress and to battle the homesickness that threatens to overwhelm me in my most unaware moment.

With the cafe opening up from a new home base, join me in the following days for the usual insane ride.

It’s up to you to decide if there are fireworks going on. Continue reading

Oh Well… Might as Well…

Who’d have thought that there’d be an empathic public demand from the lone reader of this blog?

Due to this single person’s gnashing of teeth and clanging of chains, here I am, writing stuff again.

Ok, Lurch. I guess soul searching does not mean that I have to shut out everything. I now believe in miracles, as even this country’s president ordered the bumbling customs officials to stop the imposition of taxes on books.

I’ll keep the cafe open.

For everybody else who saw the closed sign for more than a couple of weeks and has now found this spot in the great www open again, I am sorry that you had to put up with my ambivalence and the emo mode of my last post. I sincerely wish that I could do damage control by serving coffee in a more tangible setting. But since I couldn’t, I’d offer up what I write here for your regular dose of fiber.

The Broken Coffee Cafe will stay open from now on, 24/7, just like any BPO company mushrooming all over this archipelago.

And you know what, dear lone reader of the nonsensical stuff I place here? Girl, I’ve got stories to tell.