Hey, what’s up? If you’re asking how I’m holding up—I’m still alive, breathing. First off, my lungs are finally calling a temporary truce. I’m no longer hacking up a lung every few seconds like last week. The trick was a tag-team of modern medicine and old-school remedies. After finishing antibiotics, I started pouring turmeric powder into hot water and drink it up. Turns out, that bright yellow spice really works—it’s dragged up a horrifying amount of phlegm from deep in my chest. It’s gross, but out is better than in. My chest no longer feels like a clogged vacuum, so I’m calling that a win. In global chaos news: just hours ago, Lula officially reclaimed the presidency in Brazil, ousting another Bolsonaro. The best part wasn’t the political outcome—it was watching those insufferable crypto bros on Polymarket get wiped out. Seeing self-proclaimed "prediction market geniuses" lose their shirts betting digital fun-money on the wrong autocrat is a rare kind of satisfaction. Wa...
I must admit: I watched A Secret in Prague (ASIP)—not on TV as scheduled, but on YouTube early the next morning. Why? Because TV5 seemed oddly reluctant to treat one of its flagship teleseryes as a true primetime show. Their timeslot was bumped, but fortunately, it stopped, unlike My Bespren Emman (also ending this week) , which bumped into the afternoon. That's the first great irony of A Secret in Prague: a TV5-produced drama starring Enrique Gil and Andrea Brillantes, with Lorna Tolentino, Edu Manzano, Joel Torre, Matteo Guidicelli, Kim Domingo, Cedrick Juan, Sam Coloso, Queenay Mercado, and more—set in an international location that practically shouted, “This is an event!” The show's treatment sometimes made it seem like an accidental find on YouTube—a shame. As ASIP finishes, I feel compelled to acknowledge it: a fascinating, flawed, occasionally ridiculous, self-aware experiment in modern Kapatid teleserye. It wasn't perfect. It did...