I can be sometimes be so unconcerned with what happens around me. This may be due to my being situated at the lowest rung of Maslow's hierarchy. Still looking for that stable supply of wants (food, clothing, shelter) and needs (sex, drugs and alcohol). But let me try and list what important (importance is subjective, what is important to you may be total crap for me and vice-versa) events I remember for at least two weeks ago: stampede at Ultra, landslide at Leyte, UP fair 2006, bird flu pandemic spreading somewhere in Africa, my friend's baby ultrasound pic. The events are not ordered chronologically, I'm trying not to waste brain cycles here.
Anyway Hemmingway before this blog loses all sense for the nth time, I hope you had enough sense to relate the blog's title to one of the events I remembered.
The UP fair this year, like the past fairs, is full of fairness. During the fair time, I always ask friends I meet if they have been to the fair. Out of 12.75 persons I asked, 9.34 said they have been to the fair, and 5.12 of the 9.34 had been there more that once. (The decimal portion of the numbers stated resulted from a complex calculation which includes the number of persons and their BMI, that's body mass index for you).
Bits for trivia gleaned from people from the fair: Kamikaze of the UP fine arts was there and apparently, after years of searching is still looking for their slippers. They performed twice during the week performing their new single Narda (The logic here is if you don't find your slippers, go look for Darna.) Ely Buendia was there with his new band Pupils. I was told the band performed at around 5.30am of Thurday still from Wednesday's act. Hale and Cueshe was there. I really don't know what's wrong with them but there seem to be some underground movement detesting these bands. Eraserfest was the theme during the Fair's friday schedule. Fortunately it didn't rain which means the chances of the bands dying from equipment electrocution went down to 12.74% (I really like putting personally calculated statistical digits here, I feel smarter everytime I whip out numbers like that). The fence didn't breakdown this time keeping the balara kids and krus-na-ligas gang at bay (informal settlers who setup camp indefinitely around the outskirts of UP campus).
On the darker side of things, there were news of a kid's death due to fair related activity. This was not cause by mosh pit induced aggression. He wasn't stabbed or stampeded. I guess you could say he died in his sleep. Rumors has it that an SUV backed down on a lying child on the field. They said the child was sleeping. I didn't care enough to get more details.
None of these were first-hand experiences because I wasn't there.
Damn work.
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