Working in a television network has kind of desensitized me when it comes to celebrities. I mean, I still enjoy looking at stunningly beautiful women in person, but the novelty of the whole thing is gone (which is why I don't really blog that much about celebrities). You kind of get used to it, everyone here at the office does; this morning, in fact, a whole bunch of celebrities went in to do photo and video shoots right here at the office, and work went ahead as usual (except obviously for those who were actually involved with the shoots). There are exceptions though, like that evening the whole office went batshit because Robin Padilla was in the house, but situations like that are few and far between.
In fact, I think I get more excited about seeing the more obscure "celebrities". The last celebrity I had a photo taken with was Jojo A (all the way!). I'd already written before about the inordinate amount of joy I get when seeing Kuya Germs
. And I always get a kick out of seeing Steve Kvetko (from Startalk's popular blind item segment, "Da Who") around the building; he's always, like, carrying boxes and stuff. I never see Fayatollah around though.
Anyway, I'd like to write about a couple of odd celebrity sightings I had the past couple of days, both of them outside the workplace. Yesterday, while queueing up at the University of Pila to pay for my tuition for the semester, beauty titlist Carlene Aguilar was a few spots behind me at the line. In her white shirt, jeans, and sneakers, she looked just like any other student (well, if any other student were BB. Pilipinas-World). Now, I've always liked Carlene Aguilar (I kinda have this thing for chinita girls), but seeing her in that context, clinging to her form 5 tightly, checking to make sure if she has enough money on her, sweating like everyone else in the middle of the day at the AS building, and, you know, paying for her tuition fee at UP fucking Diliman? That was pretty hot.
And now is as good a time as any to post a picture of Carlene Aguilar in a bikini:
Oh, and she used to date (is dating?) Dennis Trillo. Yes, the same Dennis Trillo who gets to make out with Angel Locsin
every night on prime time television. I think "Dennis Trillo" stands for "Lucky Sonofabitch" in Spanish.
My second celebrity sighting is, unfortunately, devoid of hot chicks (I mean, unless you're into seventy-year old women). But it was still very interesting. See, I was at Greenhills last night, killing time while waiting for friends for dinner, when I happened to walk by Pilita's, the restaurant owned by (who else?) Pilita Corrales, the one constantly plugged by Kuya Germs in his afternoon radio show.
It was a small place that had glass walls, so you could see the whole restaurant from outside. The place only had one table occupied, all guests of Mamita, who was on a small stage singing along to a minus one. A little while later (what, you think I would have left so soon?!) one of the old ladies, whom I recognized from a couple of Master Showman episodes although I have no idea who she was, joined Mamita on stage to sing a couple more songs.
And then I had this crazy idea. My birthday's coming up, and what's better than celebrating your birthday with friends and throwing down a few beers? Why, of course, getting totally shitfaced with all your friends while Pilita Corrales sang live in the background. Yeah, yeah, yeah, I know what you're thinking.
Best. Birthday. Ever.