I’m hopping on the typography messaging bandwagon (via powerpoint, it’s the only thing I could do for now). Here’s my first attempt:
Also, this issue about my weight (yesterday’s rant) must bother me more than I let on and more than I realize because I actually spent some precious time creating that message (credit to Doctor Who for the “wibbly-wobbly” and that sort of Tardis blue shade).
And I actually have already written something about my skinny arse in 2010.
Which reminded me of a funny thing —
There is this popular riddle in the Philippines —
“Buto’t balat pero lumilipad.” Skin and bones yet it flies. The answer: a kite.
— which my dad modified… to suit my specs, of course:
“Buto’t balat pero ‘di lumilipad.” Skin and bones but doesn’t fly. The answer: ME. duh.
I thought it was silly. But for some strange reason, I liked it. A riddle about me. Cool!
Hmmm… he also used to say I looked like Yoda. I loved it.
I guess it’s how he said these things. He wasn’t being insulting. And like I said before, it’s just a matter of perspective.