Street Fighter IV Volt
I need to confess something: I really miss Street Fighter. I haven’t had a real game for the past few weeks because the folks at Gamepakk are being Marvel vs. Capcom 3 monsters. The closest thing to Street Fighter that I have right now is its iPhone/iPod Touch version: Volt. It’s not bad. It’s fun actually. Online matches suck though: gameplay seems laggy. Maybe it requires 354,958,374,534 mbps...
Spotted: the city mayor in Power Mac Center at Abreeza. She was there for the opening of the first branch of the premium Apple reseller in Davao. The sleek button down white top that she wore made her blend easily with the disciples of Steve Jobs. After the unveiling of the store, she walked inside with Power Mac’s executives. They awarded prizes for the day’s early bird and the store’s first...
Doctor, doctor, I am sick
I’ve been stumped lately. Or maybe I’m just feeling lazy? Writing this blog entry is even becoming such a difficult task. Help. I need to see a doctor. More importantly, I need a time machine to fast forward me to mid-November: when Ultimate Marvel vs. Capcom 3 will be released, and when Amazon’s Kindle Fire will start shipping. Gaah! I need some magic to calm me down. And...
Dear Earth, I’m writing to tell you that I’m about to explode. I’ve been caught in a whirlwind the past few weeks; everything around me seems horribly unorganized; and I’ve not been able to cross out anything on my to-do list…my 2-week-old to-do list. To-do lists must never grow over a week old. But the one I have is 2-weeks old. This is bad. Really bad. My thoughts are in a vortex, spinning like...
Hovering above Davao Gulf
One of the best things about living in Davao is being able to hit the beach in less than ten minutes—and minus the hassle of planning days (or even weeks!) ahead. The shores of the Davao Gulf, where a bunch of beach resorts line up, are only a jeepney ride away. Entrance to these beach resorts almost doesn’t burn a hole in your pocket. And the grilled fares and seafood that can be ordered are...
I don’t know how or why it happens, but my weekends always have whirlwinds in them. Two weekends ago, I attacked this giant burger with Debbie. Hello Debbie! After the burgers, I went cruising on a yacht with Ms. M. (photos by Bob Mata) This party boat felt like a movie: people clinking champagne glasses and all that jazz. There were no thugs or secret agents, though (because...