kalag-kalag

Halloweeen, Kalag-Kalag (All Souls Day). Jorge covered his nude body with flour and tied a pig's head to his head holding a bloody bolo knife. Costume: "African Cannibal with Bolo" Grand champion, P700. Later on, off we went to the cemetary with a guitar and bottle of Tanduay for grave-top grinding under candle and moonlight. A cultural experience! The previous day we cleaned the graveyard. I refused to look in the hole that everyone was so facinated with. Dem bones, dem bones, dem...dry bones

Another night: outing to merino beach. candles again but wind too strong, so time to go home. the tide's a-coming in and have to cross the dark, knee-deep waters not without a fumbling and stumbling. Our convent dog was unwilling or too afraid to take this passage home. Balaha ka! fare thee well Dugong!

Doled out 21 new piggies with the micro-credit we received. The livestock lady in the municipio gave me a quick debriefing on how to give injections for vitamins (steroids?). Just stick it in the lubot and push. simple. So i made the rounds and juiced them all up in one day. One of buggers, however, had a bad case of igit, and igit-ed all over my shirt and pants. sweet. found out karen will be going to Manila in a few days to look for work. She had what I assumed was a stable job at the Local Government Unit as municipal worker, but apparently their contracts are for only six months (after 6 months of employment, employees are assured bonus pay and bennefits. to save costs apprently, the mayor just lays everyone off twice a year and hires a new batch. it's a cooked, crooked world!)