THE SEARCH FOR RED DOT PHILIPPINES

First there was Google who provided 3 hits:

Axis Global Technologies along 20 North Road corner 3rd Avenue in Cubao

and

Servimax at 2/F Unit G of Commercial Plaza along Gilmore Avenue in New Manila.

But netizens advised that Axis caters mostly to company clients...

...and gave a mixed review on Servimax.

So I opted for Red Dot Philippines somewhere along Dasmarinas corner Quintin Paredes Streets in Binondo.

I like the name.

Besides, I heard it before from longtime Olympus user Usec. Fred Serrano.

Unfortunately, the map I used to find Red Dot seems to be outdated.

So I ended up chasing streets with new names, getting squeezed in traffic along Claro M. Recto avenue, missing a corner turn on Reina Regente and ending up running over a huge concrete slab in Divisoria, before finally squeezing into a parking lot somewhere in Binondo.

The good side is I was able to reshoot San Beda Church during one of those unintended street turns.

Red Dot is just around the Binondo Church but I have to pass that (including Quiapo's church) as the glue is still fresh on my re-attached (and taped) camera button.

I like their service too...

He "MOVES LIKE JAGGER"

Wikipedia says that the lyrics of this Maroon 5 dance pop hit "refer to a male's ability to impress a female with his dance moves which [Maroon 5] compares to those of Mick Jagger" of the legendary Rolling Stones. 

Is that it?

You gyrate like a zombie with an eternal itch in the balls and hordes of adoring females will throw their panties at you?

But although I find Mick Jagger's appeal to be not to my standards of a Casanova, he is a rock star and he's got a belt of pussy conquests to prove that.

My boss is also some kind of a rock star in our world of brown stones versus deep greens.

And I am of unshakeable belief that he moves like Jagger although in a sustainable way and swagger.

What remains to be seen is if he's got that belt too.

HIGH MASS

Rerouted traffic and higher tricycle rates are reliable omens of a fiesta celebration in progress.

But a fully armed battle-dressed police contingent in the church yard is something else.

Perhaps it might be explained by the more-than-usual number of priests in their not so holy duty of honor guards waiting for some big shot's arrival.

Will that be that lengthy procession snaking from the street?

Or yeah, the select mitered bishops emanating from the side entrances!

And surely the aging elite Princes of the Church in their ornate imminence!

I gave way to a lady in black who complained I was blocking her just as some knights raised their swords in salute.

And made my way to the choir loft courtesy of a reluctant permission from an edgy seminarian as the rites of the high mass began.

My luck of stumbling-into-surprise-photo-ops still holds.

So let's sing and drink to that said a colleague as Aksiyon Klima wraps up its Casa San Pablo retreat.