Who is this Songpol Somsri guy? He’s crossbred a durian that has almost no smell. And at the tail-end of this article from the New York Times, he reveals he’s working on a durian without any thorns.
What the fuck, dude? Can you even call that a durian?
Can someone who actually eats that shit call himself a durian-eater?
Will non-durian eaters actually try that stuff?
Well, Songpol’s got me there. European and American consumers, inured to buying shrink-wrapped, faceless bland food from sterile supermarkets, might sink their teeth into that odorless, characterless treat. Maybe Songpol ought to crossbreed some shrinkwrapped durian while he’s at it.
Caught this on TV last Saturday – all Pinoy Big Brother “Housemates” were called in to wear their Sunday best and participate in a “Pabasa” sa Bahay ni Kuya. Since I don’t take Catholic practice for granted, a few questions came up in my head. If you’re so inclined, write down your answers in the comments box and let’s compare notes.
Were all PBB housemates Catholic? Were there any Protestants, Muslims, or Buddhists in the bunch?
If even one of them were not Catholic, should ABS-CBN have pushed through with the gimmick?
If one of them were not Catholic, would that one have a right to refuse to participate?
Should a non-Catholic have swallowed and considered it just as a “challenge” in the same sense as painting Easter Eggs or rehearsing a dance move?
How would viewers have reacted if one of them asked not to participate because his religious convictions don’t agree with Catholic practice?
Was the PBB “Pabasa” just a clever ploy to air PBB “under the radar” during Holy Week, when most non-religious shows are frowned upon?
In California, the only Filipinos in the production outfit were me, JP, and the boss’ wife (aka Boss #2) – being the only out-of-towners, then, the question we were most asked by our suppliers were, “What did you find so different about the USA?”
I never knew how to answer that truthfully. My cultural bona fides are almost wholly American – learned English through Sesame Street, watched Superfriends and Scooby-Doo on Saturdays in the late 70s and early 80s; hooked on American primetime shows from Charlie’s Angels, That’s Incredible!, and Three’s Company when I was a kid, to the West Wing, That 70s Show, and 30 Rock today; and wired to mostly American sites like Fark, Digg, Metafilter, and Butterflies and Wheels. (I concede that most of the blogs I visit are those written by Filipinos, though.)
I wanted to ask back, “define ‘different’.” Read more…
Eric W. has NRRDBOY emblazoned on his license plate; to prove his nerd qualifications, his house in Sacramento is littered with tons of geek toys. Taking pride of place: his family’s assortment of recumbent bikes.
I attempted to ride his wife’s bike, with no success. Bicycling in this position, my body seemed to be telling me, was wrong – it was an invention of Satan! You can see my abhorrence of this abomination in the following image:
Eric then took his own recumbent bike – customized with a kevlar fairing he made himself – and took it out for a spin.
Were all PBB housemates Catholic? Were there any Protestants, Muslims, or Buddhists in the bunch?
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