life · marvel · weekend

First day of Feb is fab

new_avengers_vol_2_6Not much comic-reading happened today. I just read the two issues that complete Vol. 1 of the New Avengers (2010) TPB, and that was it. Reading time was spent mostly with Denis Johnson’s Nobody Move, which I finished today.  Something about finishing a book on the first day of a month makes me want to pat myself on the back. And if it lands on a Friday, like today, it makes for a double celebration. Sort of.

Speaking of Friday, today had been an extraordinary one. Work was light, the afternoon rush hour line of passengers at the Cubao terminal was long but moving fast, and I was home and already enjoying my weekend a little past 6 p.m. The wifey was there, as she was allowed to work remotely for the day, and together with the kiddo, whose grades improved during the third grading based on her report card, we had a cozy dinner at Coffee Project. It was a chilly night outside but inside it was warm. The smell of coffee soothed my nostrils, and I found myself feeling relaxed for the first time in seven days. Thought it was a good night to be with my family after the workweek I’ve been through.

Back home I watched two The Punisher episodes on Netflix and then went to bed thinking, What a way to start February.

DC Comics · work

Weekend report 0004

81dgbmpvp-lFinally, I got to read Kingdom Come. I agree with the hype: it’s not just one of the best Justice League stories ever written, but actually one of the best superhero stories ever. And as icing on the cake, there’s that glorious Alex Ross art to please the eye. Amazing story, kick-ass art — if this is not perfection, then nothing is.

Anyway, about the weekend: bad news and good.

Saturday started okay. The morning was cold, the air pleasant and tasted clean and innocent. I was up before 5 a.m. and watched a Punisher episode in the dark before coffee, and was looking forward to the day. Then mid-morning while I was doing a little laundry I got a text message informing me that a workmate is down with the flu, and that I will carry her workload for the week. Suddenly I was looking at a long workweek ahead, which actually made me dread Monday even more. Shit.

Worse, the news also made me feel shitty while attending the Star Wars-themed family day at my daughter’s school in the afternoon.

But then Sunday the pendulum swung: our visas for our Planned Big Trip in April have been approved. So, unless something really bad happens between today and the day of our departure, we’ll be seeing Cherry Blossoms in two months’ time. All I need to do now is save cash, stay healthy, and survive these predictably rotten workweeks ahead of me.

marvel · obit

I wish you would step back from that ledge, my friend

571175._sx1280_ql80_ttd_In reading Punisher #218, in where Frank Castle dons the War Machine armor, I couldn’t help but wonder about an entertainment industry where exclusive rights, ego clashes and bureaucracy do not get in the way of filmmaking. Imagine an MCU movie where Jon Bernthal gets hold of Don Cheadle’s armor in the Avengers/Iron Man movies and moves to bring down the government of a rogue state. That’d be awesome, even though, seriously, Punisher in a hi-tech armor is kind of weird. Still, a film industry without much legal restrictions could make the world a happier place.

Brian Velasco of Razorback was not thinking about a happy place today. In fact, he was in a dark corner in his head. And he sought escape by jumping off the rooftop of the condominium building where he lives. Publicly blasting him for livestreaming his last moments on Facebook is something no netizen would dare do, lest he or she gets vilified by Velasco’s many fans, friends and relatives. Clearly he was not thinking straight. We’re all just going to leave it at that.

I saw the video. People shared it on Facebook despite well-meaning appeals not to. It was sad as it was chilling. Some murmured final words, a “here we go,” then the lethal plunge. It left me feeling cold.

Depression. It’s really a bitch.