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And The Winner Is…

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Juan de la Cruz! or Joe Blow! or Jane Doe! (Of course, I would have been twice merrier if it was me!)

Finalists' Screenshots Mosaic Wall

Finalists' Screenshots Mosaic Wall

Of all the brilliance and luminosity of the bloggers and pundits at the 2009 Philippine Blog Awards Awards Night last October 9th, nothing shines brighter than the light of freedom. And the true winner that night is that one person who our blog post finds.

More than the luster that each award recognizes, it is the power of the word to forge minds, form opinions, and sometimes force changes that makes these ceremonies meaningful.

To the 2009 PBA winners, congratulations (especially to Jim Paredes of Apo Hiking Society fame who won in the Best Personal Blog-Nationwide Category)! Thanks to you, my dear readers and good friends, who  continue to appreciate my work.

This could have been a photo of that trophy!

This could have been a photo of that trophy!

P.S. I just wish they have a separate category for celebrity bloggers. Enough said. [d]*

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13 October 2009 at 6:32 PM

Flippin’ Over Flippish

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It can’t get any better than this! You get to show your love by voting for The Digitizer and get the chance to win a Nokia 2330 Classic? Talking about quid pro quo (scratch my back and i’ll give you a back rub!).  Here’s the email I got fr0m the Flippin’, I mean, Flippish Team :

Greetings from Flippish.com!

As one of the finalists of the Best Personal Blog category, we are excited to inform you that your blog is also part of the Flippish Viewers’ Choice Award!

This time, the viewers get to decide on who wins, by voting for their favorite personal blog. On top of that, they also get a chance to win a Nokia 2330 Classic if the blog of their choice gets the most hits!

The winners of the Flippish Viewer’s Choice Award and the Nokia phone will be announced during the live webcast of the Philippine Blog Awards

Spread the love, spread the link! Check out on October 9, 2009, 6pm only on Flippish.com. http://www.flippish.com/nokia-voting-page/ for details.

Good luck and bye-bye!

-Flippish team

Go ahead, click on the banner to vote for The Digitizer and click on its thumbnail picture on the list (so I’ll get the hit, too).Thank you.

P.S. Can’t w8 4 us 2b txtm8s soon! 🙂 [d]*

Written by nealm

5 October 2009 at 4:47 AM

The Blog Awards And My Front Tooth

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Philippine Blog Awards 2009 Awards Night Invitation

Got this in my email today, and suddenly it felt all too real for me! I started to run in my mind the inventory in my closet — no, I ran towards the closet! — and then feverishly thumbed through my hung clothes. Black! You can’t go wrong in black! Ugh, I have to buy that Penshoppe Recut jeans that I’ve been salivating over… Stop! Neither Cher in her outrageous diva outfit would pop in there nor would there be celebrities in bold blinding bling with swooning fans and shark-like paparazzis in attendance, so why the fuss? I had to slap myself a li’l bit, as you would some hysterical mama, to remind me this ain’t no Hollywood as they say in ebonics/blackspeak. Just being around bodacious, brazen, even brash bright bloggers would surely beat watching B movies on a blah Friday night (what’s up with all these “B” words?). Okay. Well then, I’ll have until 5pm that day (actual Awards Night), to have my right lateral incisor (one of my front teeth) plastic crown fixed, nay, replaced. But I’m broke and it’s such a *bleep* (another B word). I was eating mixed-nuts when it loosened up, so I accidentally chewed it. (Crrrunchhh ! Oh, the sound of a horrifying realization that what you were enthusiastically masticating on is a 3,000-peso artificial tooth jacket and not just any green pea!). Talk about the wrong tooth with the wrong food at the wrong time! Were I an unbeliever in Murphy’s Law, this could have been my “Hallelujah” moment, except that it was an “AAARRGGGHH!” shout instead. Sigh.

Desktop1Back to the email: it says I can “come as I please“, so I guess it’s alright to attend with a fang-like front tooth. Hmmm… would wearing animal prints — leopard or tiger? — make or break the look or would a subtle ‘Twilight‘ aura — white-powdered face and black eyeliners with a little hint of a blood dripping on my right lip corner — say I am not that blasé yet? And if I do come as myself sans the effort to cover up my dental booboo, will photo-ops be actual opportunities or will these photos haunt me someday? Maybe I should start to practice grinning without flashing my teeth and try not to smile like Jim Carrey so no one would know about my poor little tooth (except you, the reader, which could mean, oh, everyone from everywhere, including the Awards Night audience! But surely, you can keep a little secret, can’t you?).

Hold on, I’m trying to be a Wordsmith and not some Close-up model last time I check. Who gives a dentist’s drill about my tooth anyway except, well, the dentists? And in case the Tooth Fairy won’t make it until my last Cinderella hour to rescue me, I shall rely on Calliope and Clio (Muses of Lyric Poetry and History, respectively, to the non-Greeks) to make me look good at least on paper.

Philippine Blog Awards Night, you will surely be digitized even if I grow another fang or two dangling in my nose! [d]*

Written by nealm

3 October 2009 at 2:33 PM

2009 Philippine Blog Awards’ Luminous Finalists

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I have yet to earn a cent from blogging, but who cares when your peers recognize your work?

This is what I posted for my Facebook status update after I learned that The Digitizer is among the 20 finalists in the Best Personal Blog Nationwide Category (announced yesterday, September 23rd) :

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Win or lose, it is an honor just to be listed among luminous bloggers by stellar bloggers!

Felicitations to all the finalists! I’ll try to visit each finalist out of curiousity, respect, and yes, even peer envy. 🙂


2009 Philippine Blog Awards

Best Personal Blog

ai’s cracker
Baddieverse
bikoy.net
Brief Stories
Cerebral Insights
citybuoy
Excuse My French
fritzified.com
Funny is the New Sexy
Life with Ria
Nursecissism
Platonic Trip
RALPHGUZMAN.ORG
room for squares
Succulence Unleashed
The Casual Observer
The Digitizer
The Free Lancer
writing on air
xtnpl.blog.friendster.com

For the complete list of all the Finalists in the Nationwide Categories, click here.

Congratulations to all the luminous finalists!

[d]*

Written by nealm

24 September 2009 at 3:34 PM

Victory Is A Mother’s Child

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My mother planted the most important lesson about winning in my young heart: “If you deserve it, you’ll get it no matter what the odds are; and regardless of the outcome, you will always be a winner to me!

I was 16 at that time, coming home from school after a frenzied preliminary tallying of scores for the valedictorian hopefuls of our senior class (1985). There was this huge tally board right by the school’s quadrangle where numerical values were assigned to academic achievements and extra-curricular activities next to the candidates’ names and were updated and weighted daily. I was one of them, and the competition was getting fiercer and more complicated  by the day especially when the one tallying the scores was the school’s bookkeeper–who happened to be my closest rival’s mother– assisted by her husband, our Physical Education teacher (yes, politics isn’t only a favorite subject in the Philippines, more likely a family affair if not a way of life).  So when I confided to her about my apprehension, she nonchalantly brushed  my fear aside, gave me a warm hug, and reassured me with that statement.

Awarded, Week 173

Awarded, Week 173

Week 173

Week 173

#2 (Week 172)

Week 172

Fast forward to 24 years: getting these citations for the past two weeks for the Filipino Blog of the Week may seem just another digital crap to many. To those who value the grit of  real-world work, the grime of being your own worst critic, and the gravity of nurturing one’s passion, this is like manna emailed from heaven or fire downloaded not pirated from Mount Olympus. This is breaking your own glass ceiling¹, not anyone else’s.  Incidentally, Nike, the Greek goddess of victory, is “seen with wings in most statues and paintings, to remind people that victory is fleeting.” ² It is, after all, not what you get from a contest, but what you could become.

For whatever it’s worth, my mother taught me that politics may take the win from her child but it can never deny the winner in him.

P. S.

My mother, Fely, was at my graduation to hear her son deliver the valedictory address. I knew that that wasn’t a fleeting moment for her. Rest in peace, Nanay.

To my friends, readers, and fellow bloggers who voted for and continues to read The Digitizer: it is not a bad idea at all to take people along in any exciting journey. Writing these posts and getting your feedback is like sharing that journey of self-discovery together and having a fresh take on life and the world with different sets of eyes. Also to Talksmart who facilitated the contest in his site and for elevating my blog to the Hall of Fame. Thank you.

Written by nealm

18 August 2009 at 2:49 AM

Dude, Where’s My Warholian 15?

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Marilyn1967 by Andy Warhol

Andy Warhol

Call it appreciation, recognition, validation. Even blarney, flattery, sycophancy. They all do their wondrous stroke to stoke the fire in anyone — to have more, to do more, to be more.

Andy Warhol, an American painter and a leading pop artist, was dead-on when, back in the 1960s, he coined the expression that served as a mantra of the not-so-pussy-footed wannabes who would stick their feet (and necks) at any revolving door of opportunity: “In the future everyone will be famous for fifteen minutes.” True enough, this has even turned into a cold-fish  “15 minutes of fame” cliché nowadays. All those who cringed at the American Idol outtakes and auditions could only agree and exhale with relief that, thankfully, these posers could torture us no longer than our usual wait for the pizza delivery (or you have the power over that TV remote, yes?).

In retail pop-culture, YouTube, that great democratizer and equalizer of entertainment content and distribution, is replete with videos and vlogs of these 15-minuter celebs whose fame have either sky-rocketed (e.g. Charice, Arnel Pineda of Journey,  or the skateboarding bulldog, Tillman, from the iPhone commercial) or were launched into stratospheric digital oblivion (the DietCoke-Mentos symphony creators; Susan Boyle who?). Then, there are these unreal reality shows that make instant has-beens out of their new “It” boys and girls as fast as these shows’ meat grinders could spew them.There’s vlogging and then there’s blogging.

Bryanboy

Perez Hilton

While others relentlessly rant and rave about their rank, wretched lives, others took the road less blogged and pursued their passion pushing all the right (and wrong) buttons where fame and notoriety found them well beyond the Warholian constraint. Take Perez Hilton, the self-proclaimed “Queen of All Media”. All he did was made fun of celebrity pictures by scribbling white notes of insults, praises, insinuations, or anything he fancies, which is engaging, quite frankly, if not at times downright silly. His pink accented website is not about to let go of that ingenious, winning formula just yet, so the mockery of googol-dollar stars with his mostly irreverent doodles on their photos continues to entertain, enrage, and energize the rumor-mills, the digital equivalent of defecrating — can you think of anything worse than defecating and desecrating ? — the pantheons of the commercially-crafted and cosmetically-perfected deities of Hollywood , even after his latest Michael Jackson callous “cold feet” double-entendre. Perez found his groove and brings hordes to his site to dance to his tune while he sashays his way to the bank. And then there’s another blogging wonderboy named Bryanboy. Ever heard of him? If you don’t know who Anna Wintour is either, or wonders if Burberry Prorsum is some kind of furry, berry-eating marsupial, and well, you don’t follow überbloggers (ahem), then you would think that his name evokes visions of a dirty-blond Texan model trying to look like a rich kid trying harder to look poor selling jeans shirtlessly.  Still with me? Maybe the name Marc Jacobs would help. Yes, they are friends. How about The New York Times? Now, you can’t get any better ultra-liberal validation than the Gray Lady which called him “internationally loved fashion superblogger” because his blog has 0% fat and his posts BS-free (my words, not the Lady’s; oh yes, say that you love me, too, Bryanboy!). By the way, he’s a Manila-based, self-deprecating (not defecrating, silly!), self-loving, self-made androgynous Filipino celebrity blogger (sorry for dashing your hope for a blue-eyed blond blogger bloke). Clearly, he’s out of Andy’s curse because to this day, he still does click-click-click his way to the world’s major fashion capitals and is on a first name basis with the gods and icons of fashion. If you see your name in the window display at Toronto‘s posh Holt Renfrew store paying tribute to your craft, then you know you have arrived and can tell Andy to take his 15 (make that in decades) and let you do your thing because you have the world in your keyboard, baby! Some boy, huh?

Now back to earth (Batangas City, Philippines),  I’d be lying if I say I don’t dream of such a good fortune. Living in the outskirt of a city of 300,000 whose main idea of urban recreation is malling at a boxy SM City and its main watering hole called The Ledge (thank goodness it’s not in a real one lest people would have jumped off out of extreme ennui). I can’t skateboard like Tillman nor am I as telegenic. I don’t wanna dress like Byanboy either (no offense, Baboosh!) or defecrate ala-Perez Hilton. Write I can, so blog I do. When The Digitizer was officially listed as one of the 10 nominees for the Filipino Blog of the Week contest at The Composed Gentleman blog for this week (August 1-7), I had my Warholian moment even if I haven’t won yet (lol). It feels good to know that all the sleepless nights studying HTMLs experimenting with widgets and themes and color schemes (let alone writing the posts which made me get acquainted with the laptop’s blank screen) would somehow pay-off if only one seasoned blogger whose comment even edges to a glowing “review” (thanks luminerli) is like  multi-colored fruity sprinkles on a vanilla sundae. So I went on a full email-blasting and tweet binge (believe me, it wasn’t as bad as it sounds, like I was trying to out-campaign the early presidentiables, you know?) to my hapless friends and acquaintances. I was thinking of attaching in my email this annotated screen shot of the voting site (see below) but thought against it for fear of coming off as shamelessly desperate crass. Glad that I steered clear of a spammer’s career. So yeah, my future in dirty, sexy, gritty politics is still intact. (Rolls eyes).

Voting Site's Cartoonized Screenshot

The strangest thing is, most of my friends read my blog for the very first time and not from the steady stream of my blog posts in Facebook and Twitter. The best thing is some of them were inspired to start or at least renewed their vigor for blogging.

Now that is the vanilla sundae right there!

I don’t see myself churning out posts that don’t bear a morsel of my soul nor shall I ever enjoy an endless stream of electronic soliloquy and digital narcissism. Winning this badge – getting that validation for my work – means breaking my own glass ceiling and seeing the world through borrowed eyes, so when I write I don’t write for myself but for him whom will my message find. Should that ceiling be tougher to crack, I shall still find it rewarding to remain true to my voice and an ardent student of my craft Andy Warhol be damned!

 Sample Prize Badge

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3 August 2009 at 11:13 AM

Wordsmith

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Writing is a thirst I haven’t quite quenched yet, a passion still to be unbridled. Lest I lose a cherished though neglected gift, I might as well give it free rein. Writing is more than just neat syntax and clever juxtaposition of ideas. Words don’t have a meaning. They seek a meaning. For words to have power, they need soul. A story chooses its listeners when the storyteller knows its heart and knows it by heart. After all is said and written, the ones that really stand the test of time are those with timeless messages and ageless appeal. In their core lies the seed of truth guised as pixelated, printed, scribbled, or etched characters in search of a purpose in order to escape the realms of abstraction. To be a bearer of truth and to beautifully and meaningfully convey it are my hope, pursuit, reward, and fulfillment as a true wordsmith.

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4 June 2009 at 10:52 AM