niadtong miyerkoles, si lamberto ceballos (sun.star superbalita language consultant), januar yap (sun.star cebu editor/columnist) ug ako ninglingkod isip judges sa first superbalita on-the-spot essay writing competition. atol kini sa ika-14 nga kasumaran sa pagkatukod sa maong mantalaan.

giinterbyu ko sa taga superbalita human sa judging, ug mao ni akong giingon: “Ang nakanindot sa competition, mga estudyante ang nangapil. Ug bisan sa kalinghod sa ilang panuigon, hait na ang ilang pagsabot sa mga butang nga may kalabutan sa Bisayang pinulongan. Nagpasabot kini nga kung hatagan lang og igong oportunidad, dako kaayo ang mahimo sa mga batan-on sa pagpalambo sa pinulongang Bisaya.”

Anti-crime groups, I’m with you in your pursuit of justice. Police officials in desperate need of pogi points, I’m with you too. But when it comes to how police present crime suspects to the media, like it’s already a case solved, I’m with the innocent.

And who’s the “innocent?” Every one of those lined up before the cameras, handcuffed, wearing an orange shirt with the word “detainee” on it, and with a piece of cardboard hanging around his neck bearing his name and his supposed crime. Why not get it done with by including the names of the suspect’s family and friends as well? Because that’s practically what the police are doing, shaming an entire network of friends and lovers even before any case could be filed in court.

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From first batch of ten donors…

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I’ve a confession to make. Since I’m so into weepy stuff these days that I’m starting to doubt if I’m not gay, I need to tell you this: I’m an emo. Yes, you heard it right, E-M-O. I know my girl will kill me for this. But girl, I know you knew this all along, so this won’t come as a shock to you anymore. If this means goodbye, please send me back the eyeliner I gave you last Christmas because I actually bought that for me and my emo friends for our emo nights spent watching emo concerts on some emo parking lot under the gray emo sky.

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OT: tsinelas update here.

WHEN I read the headline ‘Gabby Concepcion Comeback Confirmed!’ early this year, my first reaction was to pinch myself to check if I was awake. I don’t really have problems with caps and exclamation points in an entertainment headline. They can even use the ZapfDingbats BT font for all I care.

But it was Gabby Concepcion. He’s got the words PINOY EIGHTIES stamped on his forehead. His sudden reappearance only meant one thing: he’s broke. No, seriously it meant the 80s is officially making a comeback, and Mr. Concepcion is broke. And have you heard that the Friday Group is reuniting? I found it cool when another comeback artist Louie Heredia tripped and fell, like a dumb ramp model, while singing “Can’t Find No Reason” in a noontime show, and survived to tell the tale. A true 80s hero.

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this is what i’m talking about.