Apparently I'm not alone. I guess either @tweetitow was swamped by uploaded tweets, has had a problem with Globe again or there was another Fail Whale in Twitter.
The Fail Whale is like those restaurant service crew my friend Melay told me about who would beam a toothy smile while perkily informing you that yes, they do have a vegetarian burger but no, it's not available at the moment, would you be interested in something else? Except that the Fail Whale is also cute as hell, I can't dislike it.
Yesterday, I had this itinerary planned out:
- ToyCon, maybe with Marc, Karl or Paolo.
- World Food Expo with Juna and JM.
- Head to Mac's birthday.
- Drop by and say hi to the FSR kids.
- End up in Cubao X to see some Twitter friends and rocker kids.
I got off from work pretty late on Saturday morning; instead of going out, I decided I'd spend the rest of the day sleeping. Of the 5 things I should be doing yesterday, I only managed going to Cubao, getting ridiculously drunk, smoking a cigarette, and crashing in a friend's house during the early hours of the morning.
A little past noon, we watched Ang Tanging Ina (odd choice of movie shown during Father's Day). It was enjoyable, except like most Filipino comedies, the movie is mostly a string of comedy skits loosely tied by what passes for a plot. The movie also starred Eugene Domingo whom Jay and I love for her work in Kimmy Dora and Here Comes the Bride. Jay thinks Here Comes the Bride is funnier than Kimmy Dora while I think it's the latter is the funnier movie. Although I do think Here Comes the Bride is the better movie because it attempted to get away from the Filipino comedy formula of playing barely connected skits one after another. Here Comes the Bride has a real story framing the movie and the skits were actually relevant to the story.
I left Jay's place mid-afternoon because he and his housemate will be going to church, while the last of my hangover is already fading. I was thinking of taking a different route home but in the end decided I'll take a shuttle with them to Ortigas, then take another shuttle to Makati. I figured since it's a Sunday, traffic would be light and I could walk around the mall before heading home. What I forgot to consider was that it was Father's Day: traffic around Megamall was packed and the there was a huge crowd of families in the mall. I decided I'll just buy some food to go then head home. While waiting for my laksa, I saw a group of cosplayers by the supermarket. I approached them for a photo:
I don't know who the guy at the far right was supposed to be, but he looked awesome.
So anyways. In between waiting for my meal and looking at kids in anime costumes, I sent several tweets to @tweetitow only to find out that they were not uploaded to Twitter. Nothing I'd pull my hair over with (if I had any) but it was still a slight bummer. Posting tweets from my phone has become something like a cigarette habit: it's doing something if I'm not doing something. Or if I want a break from doing something. And Twitter posts, at least those that were not retweets or replies to other Twitter friends, are my way of recording things I've thought or seen or experienced.
When the shuttle I was in started moving, I saw a middle-aged couple cross the street. Both husband and wife were wearing purple shirts with the face of the Incredible Hulk printed on them in a grimace. Normally, I dislike couples in matching/paired printed shirts, but there was something adorable about the two. Maybe because the shirts seemed better suited to their kids but they were able to pull it off anyways. Maybe because they looked so happy together. Maybe because they looked like very everyday-type of people. They looked sweet.
I tweeted about that, too, but it disappeared. Ah well.
And before I forget, I'm gonna mention some recent pet peeves:
- The website and service's name is Twitter. (e.g. Do you have a Twitter account?)
- When you post something to Twitter, you tweet ('tweet' = verb); not 'twitter' or worse, 'twit' -- Correct: I will tweet about this awesome sandwich. Wrong: That's a funny thing you said while sleeping; I will twitter it.
- The messages people post in Twitter? Those are tweets ('tweet' = noun); again, not 'twitter' or 'twit'. So Wrong: I follow Inyaki because he always has inspiring twits.
Get your terms right, people. And could we please stop using twitterisms? Calling your Twitter friends 'tweeps' is only excusable if you're 15 or younger.
The Fail Whale is like those restaurant service crew my friend Melay told me about who would beam a toothy smile while perkily informing you that yes, they do have a vegetarian burger but no, it's not available at the moment, would you be interested in something else? Except that the Fail Whale is also cute as hell, I can't dislike it.
Yesterday, I had this itinerary planned out:
- ToyCon, maybe with Marc, Karl or Paolo.
- World Food Expo with Juna and JM.
- Head to Mac's birthday.
- Drop by and say hi to the FSR kids.
- End up in Cubao X to see some Twitter friends and rocker kids.
I got off from work pretty late on Saturday morning; instead of going out, I decided I'd spend the rest of the day sleeping. Of the 5 things I should be doing yesterday, I only managed going to Cubao, getting ridiculously drunk, smoking a cigarette, and crashing in a friend's house during the early hours of the morning.
A little past noon, we watched Ang Tanging Ina (odd choice of movie shown during Father's Day). It was enjoyable, except like most Filipino comedies, the movie is mostly a string of comedy skits loosely tied by what passes for a plot. The movie also starred Eugene Domingo whom Jay and I love for her work in Kimmy Dora and Here Comes the Bride. Jay thinks Here Comes the Bride is funnier than Kimmy Dora while I think it's the latter is the funnier movie. Although I do think Here Comes the Bride is the better movie because it attempted to get away from the Filipino comedy formula of playing barely connected skits one after another. Here Comes the Bride has a real story framing the movie and the skits were actually relevant to the story.
I left Jay's place mid-afternoon because he and his housemate will be going to church, while the last of my hangover is already fading. I was thinking of taking a different route home but in the end decided I'll take a shuttle with them to Ortigas, then take another shuttle to Makati. I figured since it's a Sunday, traffic would be light and I could walk around the mall before heading home. What I forgot to consider was that it was Father's Day: traffic around Megamall was packed and the there was a huge crowd of families in the mall. I decided I'll just buy some food to go then head home. While waiting for my laksa, I saw a group of cosplayers by the supermarket. I approached them for a photo:
I don't know who the guy at the far right was supposed to be, but he looked awesome.
So anyways. In between waiting for my meal and looking at kids in anime costumes, I sent several tweets to @tweetitow only to find out that they were not uploaded to Twitter. Nothing I'd pull my hair over with (if I had any) but it was still a slight bummer. Posting tweets from my phone has become something like a cigarette habit: it's doing something if I'm not doing something. Or if I want a break from doing something. And Twitter posts, at least those that were not retweets or replies to other Twitter friends, are my way of recording things I've thought or seen or experienced.
When the shuttle I was in started moving, I saw a middle-aged couple cross the street. Both husband and wife were wearing purple shirts with the face of the Incredible Hulk printed on them in a grimace. Normally, I dislike couples in matching/paired printed shirts, but there was something adorable about the two. Maybe because the shirts seemed better suited to their kids but they were able to pull it off anyways. Maybe because they looked so happy together. Maybe because they looked like very everyday-type of people. They looked sweet.
I tweeted about that, too, but it disappeared. Ah well.
And before I forget, I'm gonna mention some recent pet peeves:
- The website and service's name is Twitter. (e.g. Do you have a Twitter account?)
- When you post something to Twitter, you tweet ('tweet' = verb); not 'twitter' or worse, 'twit' -- Correct: I will tweet about this awesome sandwich. Wrong: That's a funny thing you said while sleeping; I will twitter it.
- The messages people post in Twitter? Those are tweets ('tweet' = noun); again, not 'twitter' or 'twit'. So Wrong: I follow Inyaki because he always has inspiring twits.
Get your terms right, people. And could we please stop using twitterisms? Calling your Twitter friends 'tweeps' is only excusable if you're 15 or younger.
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