What can I say in this post in under 30 minutes?
Well, this is the 4th straight Minute Warning post and the 1st 30-Minute Warning post here on The Dispatch. That’s great because I have been blogging frequently as I promised. I’m planning to mix it up a bit though. I’m planning to publish more short poems soon and a birthday letter to The Undertaker this Friday, March 24. (Would you look at that… The Deadman has a birthday!) I hope you, my dear reader, can check that out this weekend.
Last night, I saw my younger brothers’ band perform in a bar in Marikina. They performed 2 original songs, and they killed it! The 1st song was released last June 2022, and they are recording the 2nd song recently. I’m pretty excited about the upcoming song because it will be the band’s 1st Filipino single and the lyrics are about resting after being so tired. (That’s a topic I can relate to.)
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So, what can I type here after publishing the 6th 10-Minute Warning Post an hour ago?
Well, this week, with the exception of my favorite song of all time and alarm clock music, Foo Fighters’ “The Pretender”, it has been fun listening to Bruno Mars’ music from his studio albums to his collaborations with Mark Ronson and Anderson .Paak (as Silk Sonic). And no, the period before Paak is not a typo. And I enjoy Mars’ music not because most people have been telling me I look like him. I enjoy his music because they are totally good music. His music sounds vintage fun yet modern, and there is no Bruno Mars song that I don’t like. And yes, Bruno Mars is as mainstream as he can get, but I believe more people should listen to his music. Most friends of mine listen to music. So why not add more?
That being said, I should listen to Snoop Dogg’s `debut and best album (in my opinion) Doggystyle. I’m not kidding – that hip-hop album got me through a rough 2016, the year I was diagnosed with clinical depression. And the album is available again on my trusty music app Spotify, so why enjoy listening to the album like I used to? Thank you, Snoop Dogg, for making Doggystyle available on Spotify again.
As of this typing, I still feel buzzed from all 5 glasses of my beloved Jack and Coke and I’m only at home. And you know what? It’s fun! And I also feel more confident when I’m drunk as fuck. I think they call that “liquid courage”? I don’t think I will properly remember how I write this shit.
Also, I should type this in: I should save some money for a Motorino, a portable record player from my favorite cafe Satchmi. I have been going to the cafe since God knows when, but I still have not bought their Motorino. I hope to buy one before 2023 ends. Wish me luck!
And time’s up.
Image header: Matthias Groeneveld of Pexels. Edited in Adobe Photoshop 2022.
So, what can I say (or type) in 10 minutes?
Well, today is Monday. I’m typing away while listening to Paramore’s “Still Into You”. It’s my current LSS and, in my opinion, one of the best Paramore songs. And yes, the song reminds me of someone I was close with. I miss her.
Today, I dreaded waking up early. I set my alarm for 8 am, but I woke up 11 minutes later. I want to go back to bed and sleep, but I can’t. I have a job to do. I need to drink some strong coffee and walk around the office – which is also our house.
I have been working for my family’s company for almost a month. And I’m thankful for my current job. It’s clerical work; it’s not the job I wanted. But at least I’m earning money now and my writing, time management, and file management skills are being developed. And since I’m working from home, I don’t have to spend money on food. I like to stay in this job for another month or 2. Or 3. (It depends on when I finally get an ideal, stable web/graphic design job – a job I have been looking for for a few years and counting.)
What else? Crap. I’m not even sure if I’m writing properly. But then I’m writing under time pressure. I need to take a chill pill.
And wait a minute. Just checked my Instagram. Undertaker and Dave Grohl have Super Bowl commercials?! I must check them in a bit.
And time’s up.
Image header: Mike of Pexels.