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11/07/2026

[S is for] ...16 years ago

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11/05/2026

[S is for]

The Walking ATMs (2015)


Three men arrived at Mexico City’s airport from Monterrey in 2015, looking like they had just finished an intensive bodybuilding program. Their upper bodies appeared perfectly normal, but their legs were enormous. Not muscular, exactly. More like three tree trunks wearing trousers. Airport police immediately became suspicious. Perhaps the men had been training for a marathon. Perhaps they suffered from an unusual medical condition. Or perhaps they had discovered a revolutionary new way to skip baggage fees. The officers decided to investigate. What they discovered was considerably heavier than a few extra pounds. Apparently, the three gentlemen had developed a rather unconventional method of transporting money. Instead of using suitcases, backpacks, or bank transfers, they had stuffed bundles of Mexican pesos into socks and wrapped them around their legs using elastic bandages. It was basically a walking bank vault, except the vault had three pairs of shoes. A search revealed a combined fortune of 2.8 million pesos, worth approximately $190,000. The first man's trousers contained 1.05 million pesos. The second carried an even million, while the third had a comparatively modest 749,000 pesos. One can only imagine the conversation before departure: "How much are you carrying?" "About a million." "Where?" "Everywhere below the waist." Unfortunately, their elaborate financial gymnastics attracted the wrong kind of attention. Police confiscated the cash and escorted all three men into custody. Their money was gone, their travel plans were cancelled, and their legs were probably relieved to finally breathe again. Perhaps they thought they were being clever by avoiding traditional luggage. But they overlooked one important detail: airport security is trained to look for suspicious baggage, not suspiciously oversized trousers.

Moral of the story: Money may make the world go round, but carrying a million pesos on each leg will definitely make walking difficult. And remember, when your pants are worth more than your plane ticket, it's probably time to declare something.

11/05/2026

[S is for]

The River Doesn't Take Orders (2015)


William Cayo Sr. had a problem. There was a river running behind his house in Mason County, Washington (US), and frankly, it was getting on his nerves. Most people would complain about the noise, build a fence, or simply move somewhere else. But William was not most people. He had a vision, an excavator, and a bulldozer. And apparently, he had never heard the expression, "You can't fight city hall," much less "You can't fight a river." One morning, William decided that the Tahuya River needed a little urban planning. After all, who gave it permission to flow through his backyard in the first place? With the confidence of a man who had watched too many construction documentaries, he fired up his heavy machinery and got to work. He dug, pushed, filled, and graded nearly one and a half acres of riverbed. His ambitious goal? Convince the river to take another route. Perhaps he imagined the river looking at his newly constructed landscape and thinking, "Well, I suppose this is the new management." Unfortunately, Mother Nature wasn't particularly impressed with his renovation plans. Neither was the government. Authorities eventually caught wind of his little landscaping project. It turned out that relocating a river without permission was not covered by the usual homeowner's association guidelines. In 2015, William received his official response from the authorities: 30 days in jail, $8,143 in fines, two years of probation, and an order to obey environmental laws. The jail sentences for each count would run concurrently. So, after spending considerable time and money trying to redirect a river, William discovered that the only thing he had successfully relocated was himself. And somewhere behind his house, the Tahuya River continued flowing, completely indifferent to the whole affair.

Moral of the story: You can move mountains, change your furniture, and rearrange your backyard. But when it comes to moving a river, it's probably best to go with the flow.

10/30/2026

[E is for] Everyone & everything dies💀 no one is

10/30/2026

[M para sa] Multo👻 Hippy Helloween!🎃

10/29/2026

[T is for] THROW Fest Manila 2026: 5th Dec '26 /Sat

Catch THROW at the 1st LOUD Fest Manila! ⚡️

THROW was formed in 2000 by Al Dimalanta, leader and co-founder of the influential 1980s Philippine punk/hardcore band Dead Ends, alongside bassist Dennis Maniego. Although Dimalanta had made earlier attempts to form a band under the same name, 2000 is generally recognized as THROW’s official beginning. The band released its first independently produced, self-titled hardcore album, THROW, in 2001, marking Al Dimalanta’s official return to the local punk scene.

In 2025, THROW released its fifth album, Post-Truth Dystopian Opera, featuring new tracks such as “Kailan,” “TCOF,” “Warning,” “Scars,” and “Mass Murder Blues.” The album further showcases the band’s continued presence within the Philippine punk and hardcore scene.

Since 2011, the band’s lineup has included Alan Roldan on guitar and Spyk Maniego on drums.

⚡ December 5, 2026 (Saturday)
📍 123 BLOCK, MANDALA PARK, MANDALUYONG
📌 Along Shaw Boulevard

Presented by S32 Productions PH in cooperation with JAM 88.3.

One stage. One massive rock gathering.

SAVE THE DATE. SPREAD THE WORD. GET READY TO GO LOUD!

More details coming soon! Stay tuned!

10/21/2026

[N is for] Not a Hippie EP by ZV out now!
1. Not Shrinking This Time
2. Not Your Good Girl
3. Not Anymore


https://music.youtube.com/channel/UC-STTlmWpXF1Q7T6ZYmzSMA

https://open.spotify.com/artist/1pZvZdL6pudn86Iz9Y9d0e

https://music.apple.com/ph/artist/zernain-villain/1887961885

https://music.amazon.com/artists/B0GTX3Y33F/zernain-villain

10/21/2026

[N is for] Not Shrinking This Time (from Not a Hippie EP by ZV)
[a.k.a. All Is Said and Done by MDS/ Noel Dela Cruz -Riot Cover Grrrlfriend version]

You said keep your head down, keep your voice low
I learned every rule just to watch them let go
Now I’m at the doorway with my boots on tight
And I’m done asking permission tonight

You can draw the line
I’ll decide where it goes
I won’t fold, I won’t fade
I’m the choice that I have made

Turn it up, let the whole room know
I’m not yours to hold or own
I won’t wait for a green light
I’ve got teeth and I’ve got fight

Now watch me take my place
I'm not shrinking to fit your space
You come attacking and take my place
I’m not shrinking to fit your space

You called me difficult, cold called me too much
Funny how the truth gets under your touch
I’ve got my friends at my back in a row
We’re taking the floor, and we’re taking it slow

No, we’re taking it now, let the old doors swing
Every small “no” turns to everything

You can draw the line
I’ll decide where it goes

Ey! Ey!
Uh-oh, uh-oh, uh-oh, ohhh
Uh-oh, uh-oh, ohhh

For every girl told to soften the sound
For every hand pushed gently back down
We’re done being easy to overlook
We’re writing our names in the margins of the book

I won’t fold, I won’t fade
I’m the choice that I have made
Turn it up, let the whole room know
I’m not yours to hold or own

I won’t wait for a green light (green light)
I’ve got teeth and I’ve gotta fight (gotta fight)
I’m not shrinking to fit my place (ohhh)
I’m not shrinking to fit your space

Not shrinking
Not this time

Oh!
Not this time

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10/20/2026

[B is for] BLTX

BLTX Year 17 | December 12 2026 | Sikat Studio, QC * * Sign-up sheet for participants here: https://forms.gle/bNyTvZYqNnwNarMWA ** Limited slots available

09/04/2026

[K is for] K-Punk