Thursday, August 27, 2009

My women's tennis album 5 - The way they wear II

I think the quality of play was better during Chris Evert's days. But generally the players then, aside from Chris Evert, did not have much sex appeal, I think. Here are some of the players of that time. In this set: Evonne Goolagong, Hana Mandlikova, Martina Navratilova, and Gabriela Sabatini.




See Also: Album 1, Album 2, Album 3, Album 4

Tuesday, August 25, 2009

My women's tennis album 4 - Chris Evert

Chris Evert was my first favorite female tennis player. She is pretty good.




See Also: Album 1, Album 2, Album 3

Monday, August 24, 2009

My women's tennis album 3 - The way they wear

Whoa! It turns out interest in women's tennis is back with the US Open just around the corner. My women's tennis album has been getting quite a few page hits the past few days. A friend has commented that he never knew upskirt voyeurism is now mainstream.

But how did the women's tennis look like in the past? For the week leading to the US Open, I will be posting some retro photos of women's tennis. In this set - potential upskirt and downblouse photos, but with 90% of skin clothed.




See Also: Album 1, Album 2

Wednesday, August 19, 2009

Ferdie + Meldy = Glorie?

Question: What do you get when you cross the political wiles of Ferdie with the extravagance of Meldy? Answer: Glorie!

As accusations of her extravagance abroad amidst the people's squalor at home continue to pour, the nation's dissatisfaction with Gloriffic hit rock bottom. Even Imeldific enjoys better press than Gloriffic, who showed that she is wily as Ferdie in employing Machiavellian tricks. Her bypassing of the proper procedures in the handing of the Marcosian National Artist awards to Carlo Caparas and Cecille Guidote smacks of divide and rule. The lavish dinners, accomodation, large entourage, and the planned (later cancelled) purchase of a Php1.2B jet remind us of Imeldific. With only 10 months left in her term and the bureaucratic delays, she won't have the chance to use it. Is it an indication of her plan to stay beyond 2010, or is the automatic SOP too much to let go?



The people do not trust her at all. The public delights in the mass media bloopers in reporting her death instead of Pres. Cory's. It makes me wonder - could all those bloopers be deliberate? So as to enjoy additional hits in the websites or increase in circulation, in the case of the Bulletin?

An circulating email containing the two photos below, asks who is more sincere? Another email says 92 million people (vs. 1) think the dog is more sincere.


A photo of her taking the Holy Communion is mocked. People clearly do not trust her. And she's all to blame.

Monday, August 17, 2009

White Hair Chronicles VI

In addition to the moon landing, we also mark this year the 40th anniversary of Woodstock. My son Vito teases me about being in grade II when both events happened. He needles me "ang tanda mo na talaga Itay!". I chide him back "My generation has seen the moon landing, Woodstock, martial law, and the EDSA revolution - what have you done?".

I read the news today oh boy, and just as if to remind us how long ago the Woodstock era was, someone very famous and influential from that era, my idol Bob Dylan, was treated like a complete unknown by police when he was accosted by authorities last month. A 24-year-old police officer was unaware of who Dylan is. The rock legend, who was on tour, was just walking around looking at houses to pass some time before that night's show.

A second officer, also in his 20s, who assisted the first officer was also unfamiliar with Dylan, now 68. The singer of such anthems of my generation like the "Like a Rolling Stone" and "Blowin' in the Wind" said that he didn't have any ID with him. The officers took him back to the resort where he was staying. Once there, tour staff vouched for Dylan.

Actually, rock's poet laureate did not perform at Woodstock although he was already an icon and legend at that time. Today, the 20-something generation do not know the man. Maybe now he can write a song answering his rhetorical rantings in his famous song.

How does it feel
How does it feel
To be on your own
With no direction home
Like a complete unknown
Like a rolling stone?