Friendship is born at that moment one person says to another, ‘What! You too? I thought I was the only one.'” — author C.S. Lewis

That’s Carrie, me and Isa off to the zoo last week. Missing here is Karen who couldn’t make it to Singapore. This is three-fourths of the Coven, so called because a friend once noticed that we wore black all the time — and because back then, if you see one, chances are the other three were not far behind. The name stuck. That was several wardrobe incarnations and lifetimes ago. Since then, there’s been a wedding and a marriage; a birth; lots of shopping expeditions and midnight madness sales; movies shared; libraries-full of books bought and exchanged and gushed over; authors discovered; TV shows discussed to death; weekend afternoons spent just listening to CDs (CDs!); serious lifestuff conversations over late-night coffees/martinis/screwdrivers/beer; several graduate degrees started and abandoned; a law degree seen through; bus rides, car rides, trips and sleepovers. Lots of laughter and craziness; guys found and lost; heartaches; lessons learned and unlearned; countries travelled to; several changes of addresses, including two abroad. Some health scares, increases in clothing sizes and weight fluctuations… Life, has obviously happened. In years, we’ve been friends for almost two decades; measured in lifestuff, we’ve known each other forever.

Obviously, I don’t have anything useful to post…

Bill Gates organized an enormous session to recruit a new Chairman for Microsoft Europe.

5000 candidates assembled in a large room. One candidate is MARIO DIMAYUGA.

Bill Gates: Thank you for coming. Those who do not know JAVA may leave. 2000 people left the room.

MARIO says to himself, “I do not know JAVA but I have nothing to lose if I stay. I’ll give it a try.”

Bill Gates: Candidates who never had experience of managing more than 100 people may leave. 2000 people left the room.

Mario says to himself, “I never managed anybody but myself but I have nothing to lose if I stay. What can happen to me?” So he stays.

Bill Gates: Candidates who do not have management diplomas may leave.

500 people left the room..

Mario says to himself, “I left school at 15 but what have I got to lose?” So he stays in the room.

Lastly, Bill Gates asked the candidates who do not speak Serbo-Croat to leave. 498 people left the room.

Mario says to himself, “I do not speak one word of Serbo-Croat but what do I have to lose?”

So he stays and finds himself with one other candidate. Everyone else has gone.

Bill Gates joined them and said “Apparently you two are the only candidates who speak Serbo-Croat, so I’d now like to hear you converse in that language.”

Calmly, Mario turns to the other candidate and says, “Kumusta ka, pare ko.”

The other candidate answers, “Mabuti naman, ikaw?”

(Thanks to Carrie for the joke!)

This video has been called “the first YouTube divorce” and it’s a frightening prelude of things to come. Sigh. It’s bad enough that marriages end, but to end this publicly and aired on YouTube of all places?! There was a time when people only cared about your crazy if you were famous. Now, you can get unhinged in front of millions if you want—and get famous in the process. What’s sad is, instead of looking away to respect your pain, people will watch you do it. Like me. It’s a sad vid. And it’s sad that I watched this woman’s pain—but, it’s like passing by a traffic accident, I can’t help myself, sorry. These, there seems to be only two kinds of people in the world—the exhibitionists and the voyeurs.

C is for Cookie Monster’s existential dilemma

“Me know. Me have problem.

“Me love cookies. Me tend to get out of control when me see cookies. Me know it not natural to react so strongly to cookies, but me have weakness, Me know me do wrong. Me know it isn’t normal. Me see disapproving looks. Me see stares. Me hurt inside…”—Aww, poor Cookie Monster! Attacked by self-doubt at his age! 🙂 But I still love him of all the monsters of Sesame Street. (Thanks, Carrie, for the link!)

C is for Cookie Monster’s existential dilemma