Mr. and Mrs. Badillo...

So for the man who, in some ways, still feels he's still a kid in highschool, it's getting a little more apparent that he isn't. (to stir away any confusion, I'm that man.) Today, I witnessed another one of my oldest friends in life get married. (That makes 3. Or 2 and a half according to Momo. I guess Bart doesn't count as a whole point) And Tosi seems to be scheduled by the end of the year. And it's still not sinking in. That they're married. Or maybe I guess I've known Glen (groom) and Tina (bride) so long together that they've always seemed married to me and maybe the wedding was off cause it was so late. A good match those two.

As for the wedding of Mr and Mrs Badillo itself, the priest asked the groom if he had seen Jesus which he didn't quite know how to answer and it showed in his face, his right shoe still had a price tag on it, the priest frowned at the entourage for cheering on the groom everytime he said the words "I do" (Yeah you do!"), one of the entourage was late, and another one couldn't make it, but the bride was stunning, while the groom looked stunned. And as for the entourage, I'll have to admit, was successful in making the whole wedding look goooood. Oh, and the host at the reception was totally kickass awesome. (It was my 1st time to host one. Helen, God bless her soul, helped me prep.)

And after the party we found ourselves at a Starbucks on West Avenue with Mr and Mrs Badillo. Hanging out and laughing out loud in celebration of another milestone in our lives. (Yeah, we did!)

100 bucks sez OR the Day of April Fools is Upon Us

So we DID end up having a meal in one of the best (and pricey-est) buffet places in the Manila area, Spiral (inside SOFITEL formerly known as Philippine Plaza). And the food there is damn straight GOOOOD. (What's that stomache?....GOOOD.) Because good people deserve something good in their lives. And the cost is just worth it. It is.

Now Helen and I, for example, are good people. (At least I'm pretty much sure Helen is.) And we deserve it. And Helen says that because she was working that day she didn't really get a chance to celebrate my birthday with me, and so, that was another reason. And last but not the least, which was pretty much the deal that landed us the deal of eating there today...the fact that I, the writer of this blog, a legend in my own mind...was right. RIGHT. As in correct. THAT there IS such a word as bifurcate. (Which meaning is available through the power of Google...sorry, I'm not about to give out any freebies. Ken looked up the word. You should too.) Which means that I didn't make it up. Which makes me the winner of a little bet that Ken was too much of a wuss to make and Helen was too foolish to have. (Let us not judge them to be this all the time my friends. I'm sure we all have our own moments of weaknesses and flaws.)

So we're out celebrating the four of us, Helen and I, with Master Kenji and their Dad. The food. GOOD. As was the company. Now Ken, with the influence of Ed, a kickass TV show that's been cancelled for sometime now, has tried to start this whole "I'll give you money if you do something stupid." kinda game. (Lookup: JACKASS the show) So, for 100 bucks (pesos) I dared him, full to the brim with buffet food and all, to run up the spiral steps (which the restaurant was named after) instead of taking the escalator like we did. And he did. And he earned his cash. Fair and square.

So the moral I choose to take from this little story is that (mostly for Ken) a string of stupid things done in celebration of a great person's birthday may land you with a stomache full of good food, an extra 100 bucks and sitting breathless in front of a fancy hotel and almost, but not quite, about to hurl.

Next word: Concatinate. (opposite of Bifurcate. Google it. Go.)