DECEMBER FEELS LIKE MAY

I don't care to own a fancy car at this point in my life. That's not to say I could afford one, but that's another story. Unbelievable but true. In Manila the nicest girls are not in the movies. They ride jeepneys.This morning on my ride to the office, I rubbed knees with an Angel Aquino look alike. Ssshush!I fell madly in love. I love the testosterone fly. It makes me feel young again.