I am in a large factory. They are making aluminum foil. There are a lot of people with me. Apparently, this factory is a daanan for many of us. Now, in order to get to the street level, we have to take an escalator, and they have a really unique one there: it's an escalator made of aluminum foil. It rises in chunks. And you have to keep stepping on them in order to get up, can't just stay passive.
___ I hop on, and there are a few other people getting on too. But at a certain level, it doesn't keep going up. It stops at a certain height and you're trapped. I am thinkingf of jumping onto another escalator going in the other direction, (also up) but turns out, it's actually a production line of the foil the factory is making. If I'd jumped, I would have plummeted straight thru the newly made foil, which BTW, was burning hot.

And then, just as suddenly, I am in a large, brightly lit bookstore. Looks like Powerbooks, or PageOne. There are shelves full of graphic novels. There are about 4 of us, including Twinkle, who are there, looking at stuff. I spy that the prioces of the grafic nbovels are way way way cheaper than anything I have ever before seen, excepting Book Sale…. 70 pesos,. 50 pesos., 150 pesos. I am grabbing them one by one, trying to pick out a bunch that look really wild.
___ Suddnely, there is a throng of people looking at the same stuff, and I have to elbow my way to get to the comix I like. Some woman gasps and says "Grabe na talaga comix ngayon" while pointing to some erotic comic on the shelf, which I wanted to get. Anyway I am combing the entire shelfspace for the weirder artsy ones. I spy one with Fegredo art in it.

And then a guy comes up from behind and asks me to autograph a scruffy looking xerox sheet. I ask why? And he says, because you're the guy who brought PAINFUL to life and the very first production of Pippin. And I look at him and sorta recognize him as one of the cast or crew of Blue Rep's Pippin, from way way back! So I sign the paper. With a purple pen pa, no wonder. And it's the sign pen type, ball roller. The type I used to have but now have no ink for. The type I sorta miss. And I greet the guy, "Long time no see"!

And so much for my celebrity status.

January 16, 2002
Wednesday 8:25 am

RESORT MALLING W SENEN + TEACHER
Weird.
I was with Senen. And we were traipsing thru a resort somewhere near the beach I knew this because there was a resto with a buffet spread. Maybe remnants of Island Cove? And there were a lot of people lining up to get their food. We were going around and talking, and I led him up some stairs to get to a high tower or so within the main building. When we got to the top, parang nakakumot kami in some display material: crepe paper? And we were looking down at the people walking around the resort which was also a mall. And we were talking about plans and stuff.

And then I was a teacher, coming home to the area where I was teaching. And the place I was staying at was Bulusan. And the kids were asking me about the next day's field trip: what they should wear. I told some of them that it was a casual affair: t-shirt and jeans. The kids were kinda shocked. They'd never been asked to wear casual in their whole student lives.
___ Anyway. The students were there in the 2nd floor of Bulusan, and I was shooing them away as I hunted for last minute materials to bring with me to class. I actually wanted to go into Aunty Kitchy's room, but saw the light on, meaning she was there, and didn't want to give off the wrong signals to my boys, who I knew were watching.

And then I was in a party. Lotsa people, all eating and talking. And there is someone, a visitor, asking me if I had any instrumental music he could have recorded for a soundtrack. I said yeah I had a lot. And he was specifying music without any beats. Just ambient stuff with no drums. And I said Yeah. I had originals na ganun. So, next up, I am hunting for the CDs which contain the music. I am hunting thru overhead cabinets while the guests are milling about our large house…. And looking for Sumibol, and Vespers, and all…. And I know that one of my officemates, I think it is Ferdie, will be in charge of recording the mixtape for this guy. I don't even know why I'm bending over backwards for this guy. Sigh. Anyway. So there.

January 17, 2002
Thursday 9:10 am

NEWS ANCHOR + BEACH VACATION + PAPA ON STREET
We are on vacation, at a beach resort. Wooden floors, nice plump bed. The works. Sliding door leading out to the beach. Aircon room. But somehow or other, we end up sharing our room with some friends from the Hopers or something like that. And some of them are playing a hide and seek na di naman game. Ayaw lang magpakita. The rooms are nice. I close the door to the hall, and keep the sliding door to the beach open.

And then suddenly I am a news anchor on E! entertainment television. And we are filming our weekly segment in a shop which looks like AREA or Home Ideas. We are sipping tea of some sort, but my co-anchor corrects me. "It is called Delectable Mist". Okay. Whatever. It still looks like a candle floating in your cup of water. Tho it does indeed taste soothing. Maybe it is an elvish drink?

Then I am on the sidewalk in the province where the beach resort is located. And I see Papa and Naya walking down the road. And papa stops someone with a box of papers and documents. He searches thru the junk that's about to be thrown and says "Here it is! Mama threw these papers, and I had to save some of it." He's found a folder with some papers in it, and rescued it from the trash.

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