"Watching" tv

Practically every evening after supper my father watches his favorite tv shows on the Discovery and National Geographic channels while sitting in one of our comfortable rocking chairs in the family room. The tv's volume is usually turned up such that I can hear it blaring just outside my bedroom. (Sometimes I don't even have to turn up the volume on my tv if I happen to be watching the same show here in my room). And just a few moments ago, I heard the tv remote control clatter to the floor: My father must have dozed off again while watching!

Menu switch

Today my meals got switched: I brought food (rice, chicken adobo and tortang talong) from home to eat for lunch mainly to avoid having to walk in the pouring rain (it pours nearly everyday now) to the fastfood restaurants outside campus. (It also meant though that I would miss getting some exercise from that daily walk.) Then when I got home this evening, I discovered that my mother had bought me a Whopper (yum yum yum!) from the Burger King branch in the next town to eat for dinner.

Seen on the drive to work

Just two things I took note of when I drove down to work this morning:

• A fat fellow on motorcycle wearing a ridiculously small yellow construction helmet in place of a motorbike helmet. I don't think the replacement helmet would offer much protection from head injuries during an accident nor keep the fellow dry at the moment (it was raining).
• Someone's two pet ducks on the side of the main road, dredging for food in puddles of rainwater and among fallen branches.