Michelle cooked up a wonderful dinner of fettuccine with tomato sauce and meatballs. All covered with cheese. Unfortunately, we had run out of parmesan so we we had to make do with grated cheddar. Yum!
Google’s predilection to default to Tagalog even when I’m already logged in irritates me to no end. Alex tried to invite me to Google+ and I clicked the “Join Google+” button. Unfortunately, it didn’t work. Already miffed at still not being in, I got more so when I saw “+Ikaw” and the rest of the page in Tagalog (“Palagi Akong Balitaan”, etc). As John Malkovich’s character said in the latest Transformers movie, WTF to that! And then it gives me an option to translate it to English like it’s an afterthought. Also, is there anything more awkward than “+Ikaw”? How do you read that anyway? “Dagdag ikaw”? “Karagdagang ikaw”? I generally mislike Tagalog on the web but I just hate this stupid behavior of Google’s. I expect it to be smarter. And before anybody starts preaching about loving your own, Tagalog is my third language. My first and second are either of English and Cebuano. So there.
Transformers: Dark of the Moon is more of Michael Bay’s mindless death, destruction, and mayhem. And less of Megan Fox. In fact, there’s no Megan Fox. In her place is a cocky English girl who doesn’t seem to have any reason to be. And the death, destruction, and mayhem part? Boring boring boring. Reminds me once again these are not your juvenile movies growing with you but rather your juvenile movies being spiffed up for the current generation of juveniles. It’s freakin’ long, too: 157 minutes! I’m sure it’s all of those slow-motion fighting, walking, and kissing. And it didn’t help that the damn cinema seat is so damn uncomfortable.
Rating: 2/5
