Oh Christmas lights, oh Christmas lights…Photo by CallMeCreation.com
I’m so busy, jumping from one call to another, jumping from one story lead to another. I was still sending emails at 8 pm…I still don’t feel the holiday spirit.
Stairway fairy lights. Photo by CallMeCreation.com
My brain is fried. Good thing the barbecue ribs I made was 👌if I may say so.
I made a dry rub first and left it to marinate the meat for an hour or so. Then I poured bbq sauce on it (the American kind) and then set it on the trivet inside my Instant Pot, added water at the bottom to create pressure. I set it on High for 25 mins. After releasing the pressure, I removed the ribs from the trivet and transferred it to my air fryer and added more bbq sauce to caramelize the surface of the ribs.
It was divine. It was perfectly caramelized on the outside but juicy on the inside. It was the falling-off-the-bone kind of loveliness so you don’t have to struggle with getting the meat out of a difficult cut.
I forgot to take a photo because we were so hungry. Twin I said she loved it, while Twin A finished her big bowl of rice.
I did all the cooking in between editing and calls.
Kimchi loving some belly rubs. Photo by CallMeCreation.com
This will be the death of me. Photo by CallMeCreation.com
It’s almost 4 am and I’m purchasing games on PS Store and that damned Sony still wouldn’t allow Philippines – based gamers to have its own PS Network/Store. I initially tried locating my region to Singapore, which worked initially for free to download games like Minecraft, Roblox, and SIMS4. But when I was trying to buy the ones that needed credit cards, I couldn’t register my credit card because I couldn’t change the billing address to Philippines. It stubbornly clung to Singapore as the ONLY billing country.
Nephews enjoying the PS5 since they haven’t installed their PS4 yet in their new house. Photo by CallMeCreation.com
So I had to create an account again that is located in Indonesia so my Philippine-issued credit card will be accepted…
And guess what, it pushed through! I was able to buy games at a discount because it’s Black Friday: Final Fantasy VIII Remastered, God of War, Sonic Frontier, and WRC 10.
The annoying thing about being able to purchase from PS Store Indonesia is that it has limited games compared to Singapore. Final Fantasy VII Remake is still unavailable and you can’t play FF VII Rebirth without playing Remake because it’s a three-part saga. You have to start with Remake, then you proceed to Rebirth. Rebirth is only SGD 69 on Black Friday sale while it is being sold for PHP 14,000 here in the Philippines because it is a physical disc sourced from abroad! 😱 How ridiculous is this?!
I now have a time sucker in my hands. I now want to have a larger TV screen. 🤦🏻♀️ And I played WRC 10 until 5 am. I want to buy another controller that costs PHP 4,200. 🤦🏻♀️🤦🏻♀️🤦🏻♀️
It’s almost 11 am, I haven’t done any cooking. 😑 Still in bed.
Ah EDSA, I didn’t miss you. Photo by CallMeCreation.com
I jumped to one event to another just within Makati but I needed to drive because my street parking meter is running down and my car would be towed away if I didn’t move it. Anyway, I was able to accomplish two missions.
Traffic jam all the way. Photo by CallMeCreation.com
I attended an early Christmas party yesterday, too. Corporate Christmas parties start early because once you get past Bonifacio Day, it will be hell on earth. Next week will be carmageddon. Well, Christmas rush super heavy jumbo traffic has already started. No one will be happy to attend Christmas parties by mid-December, a time when everybody will be spending 5 hours stuck on the road.
ThenI won a PS5. It was a super random raffle draw and it was funny because I’m lucky when it comes to things like this. Several Christmases ago, I won an iPhone 13 or something. When they were drawing the names, I told Twin I to do a raindance to drive luck our way. Lo and behold, we did win! I sold that phone and bought a new Panasonic fridge instead.
But this time, I am keeping the PS5 because my girls are old enough for this. Plus they can now control themselves; they know they can’t skip studying and doing homework just to play games.
Ooohhh PS5. Photo by CallMeCreation.com
I would have wanted a Nintendo because their games are more my jam but of course, a PS5 is also welcome. Final Fantasy VII Rebirth, Sonic, God of War Ragnarok… A long time ago I had my PSP loaded with Diablo but nooooo, it’s not for me. My carpal tunnel syndrome worsened with God of War back then so I sold everything to my brother—including all the games I had loaded it with (bought from Greenhills).
This time I have a more ergonomic controller and have a higher capacity box. But the PS5 extra controller and games themselves are expensive though… 😅
I took advantage of less crowded Power Plant Mall in Rockwell. Photo by CallMeCreation.com
I was already in the Rockwell area (I edited stories while in their sort of food court) so might as well do my Christmas shopping for things I wasn’t able to get online.
This is the most I can do since I’ve given up on Christmas trees because of cats and space constraints. Photo by CallMeCreation.com
I’ve been working my ass off since Monday and today was particularly rough. I got scolded again by my boss for raising a concern during a semi-townhall meeting because there seemed to be some miscommunication or misunderstanding on what we can or cannot do in terms of coverage. She told me it does not look good to raise that in public, I should have just raised it to her directly instead…
But the problem is she and I don’t really understand each other 🤦🏻♀️. It’s language barrier or I don’t know, there always seemed to be some kind of misunderstanding.
I should always remind myself to keep my mouth shut. Just do my work, forget about shitty stuff around me, then get paid. That’s it.
I know this is not the prettiest way to hang Christmas lights. I’ll do better tomorrow. Photo by CallMeCreation.com
It’s Thanksgiving week in the US but I don’t give a rat’s ass about that. What I’m targeting is the Black Friday sales online. I don’t really do Cyber Monday sales because shipping electronics from the US to the Philippines is a lot of hassle. More or less I already have what I need and want when it comes to gadgets and whatnot.
Fashion accessories, however, are another matter. I just went crazy buying stuff online and I am now partially regretting my expensive purchases. How bad has it gotten? Well, I’m now included in the mailing lists of Neiman Marcus, Nordstrom, Saks Fifth Avenue, Saks on 5th, Bloomingdales, and even Macy’s. Oh, also Dillard’s. Why all these department stores? Because I was tracking down a particular style that has gone viral on social media, which is always sold out. When I finally was able to check out the item from my Neiman Marcus cart, my Philippine-issued credit card wouldn’t go through. I emailed Neiman Marcus several times, complaining about their technical glitches.
But long story short, I ended up buying another style from the brand’s official website. The same Philippine-issued credit card had no problem. 🙄
To assuage my guilt for having committed some unwise Black Friday-related financial decisions, I bought more ETF shares again. Good thing the share prices are lower than when I last purchased them, when I was racing to the bottom.
Is it only me who is not into content creation? Like everyone is doing all the social media content creation, trying to be an influencer or just plain feeding one’s vanity.
However, I do understand the content creators who do that for marketing their own businesses, like this amusing Aonsomrutai from Thailand. The character she created—as a socialite whose lavish shopping sprees are entertainment for the rest of us—is funny and you can’t really get angry or jealous of her because she is sweet. The funniest thing here is that she does her shopping in her own stores—but of course it’s not revealed in the skits (she owns luxury brand consignment shops in Thailand) as a way to promote her business. If you’re not aware of that fact, you would really believe that she buys out the entire stock of the stores she visits.
She is a brilliant marketer, that I have to say. She is lovely, too.
But you know, it seems like the all the people on social media are content creators in one way or another. I have not joined the bandwagon to create my brand, as some journalists are doing nowadays. I believe in the old fashioned mantra that journalists shouldn’t be the news, that we are messengers and not the message.
Instead of spending for things that don’t add value in my life, I decided to go the National Gallery and see art on my day off instead.
The former Supreme Court, now the National Gallery. Photo by CallMeCreation.com
And oh boy oh boy! 🤦🏻♀️ I should have brought my press ID from a long time ago because journalists are free! They give complimentary tickets to journalists, like in Europe. I could have saved SGD 20.
But it was all worth it in the end. I saw some Luna, Hidalgo, Amorsolo, Botong Francisco, Ang Kiukok, Anita Magsaysay-Ho, and HR Ocampo. There were very beautiful art from Indonesia, Myanmar, and Cambodia as well. The Southeast Asia exhibition art runs until March and it spans 14 galleries.
The newspaper account of Juan Luna’s win at the Exposición Nacional de Bellas Artes in Madrid in 1884. Photo by CallMeCreation.com The accounts about the modern art masters from Philippines and Indonesia, who brought the region into the world stage. Photo by CallMeCreation.comThese are Juan Luna paintings named España y Filipinas. Luna made several versions of this, which depicts the dream of the illustrado like Luna and Jose Rizal,that the Philippines is beingled by its colonial master to progress. It’s basically propaganda work by the ilustrados. Photo by CallMeCreation.comLa Banca by Felix Hidalgo, a contemporary and friend of Luna. Photo by CallMeCreation.comEl Violinista by Juan Luna. Photo by CallMeCreation.com A lion painting by Indonesia’s Raden Saleh. Photo by CallMeCreation.com Saleh’s favorite subject is lions. Photo by CallMeCreation.com A painting of a place in Java by Saleh. Photo by CallMeCreation.com
Then I saw a couple of Amorsolos.
By Fernando Amorsolo. Photo by CallMeCreation.com Defend Thy Honor by Fernando Amorsolo. Photo by CallMeCreation.com A market scene during the Japanese occupation by Fernando Amorsolo. Photoby CallMeCreation.comBurning of Manila, WW2 by Fernando Amorsolo. Photo by CallMeCreation.com
I loved the paintings from Myanmar.
A portrait of the royal family of Myanmar. Photo by CallMeCreation.com Another portrait of the royal family of Myanmar. Photo by CallMeCreation.comBy the river. Photo by CallMeCreation.com Fishing port in Myanmar. Photo by CallMeCreation.com Ambush during the Japanese occupation of Myanmar. Photo by CallMeCreation.com Another fishing port scene in Myanmar. Photo by CallMeCreation.com A more modern style for Myanmar. Photo by CallMeCreation.com
I also liked the ones from Cambodia and a few from Vietnam.
If I’m not mistaken, these are from Cambodia. Photo by CallMeCreation.com Another style, a scene from Cambodia. Photo by CallMeCreation.com Vietnam landscape. Photo by CallMeCreation.com Another Vietnamese landscape painting. Photo by CallMeCreation.com The only ones I liked from Singapore are by Georgette Chen. Photo by CallMeCreation.com Self-portrait by Georgette Chen. Photo by CallMeCreation.com
I liked Georgette Chen’s style that I bought one print of hers from the souvenir shop. I will have it framed along with the earlier prints I acquired last year.
A print of one of Chen’s paintings that I bought. Photo by CallMeCreation.com
Meanwhile, more Filipino artists were exhibited across several galleries. The one below is a mural by three artists. A rare collaboration.
A mural by Edades, Francisco, and Ocampo. Photo by CallMeCreation.com Photo by CallMeCreation.com Moro Dance by Galo Ocampo. Photo by CallMeCreation.comThis one is byanother Ocampo, this time it’s HR Ocampo. Now, I can’t remember who painted this but this scene is during WW2 in Lagao, General Santos City, South Cotabato in Mindanao. Photo by CallMeCreation.comThis Indonesian scene speaks to me. Photo by CallMeCreation.com Myanmar scene. Photo by CallMeCreation.com An Ang Kiukok piece. Of course it has to be a Filipino given that it’s Jesus with a crown of thorns. Photo by CallMeCreation.com This I don’t understand. This is an abstract piece by Fernando Zobel, a grand uncle of the Jaime Augusto and his brother Fernando Zobel de Ayala of Ayala Corp. Photo by CallMeCreation.com An Anita Magsaysay-Ho. Photo by CallMeCreation.com Of course, I had to include this. 🙃 The exhibit is about the struggles during the Martial Law era in the Philippines and these are the activist artists. Protest art by the Concerned Artists of the Philippines. Photo by CallMeCreation.com This is so haunting. These are like the hands of those who were tortured during Martial Law, grasping the walls out of desperation. The desaparecidos.Thejuxtaposition against the torture chambers makes the white hands more haunting. Photo by CallMeCreation.comI feel the pain in this painting by Filipino artist Alfredo Manrique. Its title is Kakarampot (meager). The pain of the Filipino poor. Photo by CallMeCreation.comThis is about the violent student riots in Bangkok during the 1970s.Photo by CallMeCreation.com A social realist piece by Pablo Basan Santos. Photo by CallMeCreation.com A painting about the Vietnam War by a Vietnamese artist whose name escapes me now. Oh wait, it’s there—Bui Quang Anh. Photo by CallMeCreation.comThis is a representation of the Kalinga indigenous groups that fought against the construction of the Chico Dam by Ferdinand Marcos Sr. that wiped out their ancestral lands. Mixed media painting by Santiago Bose. Photo by CallMeCreation.com A stack of soup bowls. Photo by CallMeCreation.com
There aren’t much from Malaysia—they only apeared in the latter galleries when the time period was modern/contemporary. Same with Thailand. It’s probably because there aren’t many in the hands of private collectors that were lent to the National Gallery of Singapore or they don’t allow art to be shipped out of the country.
I wish I had more time to browse and go to other galleries but I had to go back to Chinatown to eat. I was famished.
I took this photo while waiting for the bus. I may sketch this. Photo by CallMeCreation.com I had the bak kut teh Klang Valley version that my Malaysian colleague has been endorsing to me. Very, very different from the Singaporean version. No wonder my colleague always spoke with derision when we talk about the bak kut teh in Singapore. Photo by CallMeCreation.com As I did a lot of walking today, I think I deserve an hour of foot and shoulder/back massage. Photo by CallMeCreation.com
This is the reason why I booked a hotel in Chinatown even though the rooms are tiny. I want to have foot massages but not have to take the train anymore to return to my hotel. I find the old Chinese uncles to be the most effective in easing away my aches.
I had occupied a room on my last day at work so I can do a Zoom interview without disturbing anybody. Photo by CallMeCreation.com