well i missed the amazing race last wednesday, and also the primetime telecast in the evening 'cause of the awards night. too bad. should have just watched the amazing kalabaw instead of really knowing that we did not win. our show lost to magandang umaga bayan and, early on the program, it started to look like the abs-cbn awards night instead of the kbp golden dove. since gma is out of the running kasi, ayun, naghakot na naman ang dos.

i shall borrow slaybelle's expression: feh. feh to them. is frustrating to have a first-rate show on a second-rate channel. and before you ask, the two top dog networks on philippine tv do not allow blocktimers to penetrate their sacred grounds, so we cannot transfer. plus, airtime's worth millions. literally.

okay, on to the amazing race. i was really hoping i could watch it last wednesday and even though they're airing it again on sunday, there's a very slim chance that i can watch it because we're gonna be coming from batangas then. i shall publish here a recaplet from television without pity.

"You know how sometimes, you're aware as soon as you hear a phrase that it's going to live on in your vocabulary forever? Kind of like, "I'M PACKIN' IT!", only more so? Okay. That's what happened this week with 'My ox is broken!'

"I don't think I will ever love anything on television, in a sick and wrong kind of way, quite like I loved seeing Colin absolutely self-destruct, to the point where he wound up snarling angrily, 'My ox is broken!'

"Anyway, to provide some context, we start out in New Zealand, where the early Roadblock requires some careful circus performing, and where Colin and Christie are feeling their oats -- and when I say 'oats,' I'm talking about a very large quantity of oats. Anyway, they experience some flight problems that result in all the teams arriving in Manila at the same time.

"And right out of the gate, because Colin and Christie have been so very demonstrative about how tough and intense they are, everyone is looking to throw them the Yield. And they do. Chip and Kim, specifically, make Colin stand and stare at an hourglass while everybody else does their task. And then there's a jeep thing and some other stuff, and then the BEST THING EVER happens.

"Colin and Christie arrive in last place at a Detour where they're supposed to lead an ox (teehee) around with a plow in the mud, only they fail to figure out that one person is supposed to plow and one is supposed to lead, so Colin just winds up being dragged at random around this field, at which point he has a complete and absolute fucking meltdown, the likes of which you have never seen.

"In the middle of which he tells Christie that he hates her, and she acts just as obnoxious as he does, so you no longer have to wonder if you should feel sorry for her about putting up with his shit. You shouldn't. Anyway, along about here, he becomes so frustrated that he barks, 'My ox is broken!' Broken. He has a broken ox.

"So they come in last, but it's an unexpected non-elimination round at this weird juncture, so they don't get booted. Good Lord, they are a plague on all of us.

"Anyway, in other news, the Moms have a good leg, Kim really needs to go back to the part where she was trying to do her share of the work, and Brandon? Well, frankly, I love Brandon. He hollers! He loves the Lord! He plows! He does funk dances on boats in New Zealand! Brandon is the best. I like Nicole, too, but she didn't dance."

this was written by someone who calls herself miss alli. i wait, with bated breath, for her full recap sometime next week. i await, also, the season finale next week. like aurie, i shall play hooky. haha.

in other news, we had a company pictorial yesterday. our photgrapher was ronnie salvacion, the official bench lensman. if you saw the pinoy idol billboard along edsa-guadalupe, he shot that one, and so many others.

and so. we looked fabulous, if i do say so myself. i did everyone's makeup and grooming, including the two bosses. and ronnie's going to have to do some serious nipping and tucking for me and everyone else. i'd request an eyebag eraser just to be sure.