Weekend events: Avenue Q and Pacquiao-Clottey Bout

Hmm, it's been a while since I last posted. My apologies, I've been very busy, not to mention that I didn't have a Net connection during the weekend -- which meant I failed to post the Iron Man 2 Toy Launch by Toy Kingdom and the Nescafe event at Trinoma that I went to the other Sunday.

But at least I get to post about two events that marked my weekend. First up, Avenue Q!

^Got that photo from their website.

Anyways, I've heard of their songs before, that's why when I learned Avenue Q was having another run in Manila, I really wanted to see it. Good thing my hubby scored tickets for us for last Friday's show and we were on our way to a rollicking musical night.

It's a story of Princeton, a new graduate in search for a place to rent. He lands on Avenue Q (because the rent meets his budget) and meets a motley crew of puppets and people: Kate Monster, a pre-school teaching assistant; partners Brian and Christmas Eve; roomies Rob and Nicky; Trekkie Monster, the porn addict; and former child star Gary Coleman, who now works as the building superintendent of Avenue Q. The plot is quite irreverent, think Sesame Street on drugs. But it's basically a tale of finding love, purpose, fulfillment, and contentment, only told in a quirky kind of way.

Hats off to the cast, especially to Rachel Alejandro, Felix Rivera, and Joel Trinidad doing double (even triple) characters. Rachel Alejandro was really great especially during dialogues between Kate Monster and Lucy the Slut (which she both voiced). Avenue Q also affirmed my admiration for Frenchie Dy -- I so love her singing! And I must note that it kinda was funny for me getting Aiza Seguerra, a former child star, doing the role of a former child actor. But boy, did she do it well.

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Last Sunday was Manny's big day. Pacquiao, I mean.

But I must say, the hype was, well, just hype.

Entitled, "The Event," the Pacquiao-Clottey fight lacked exactly that -- an event. A big event that would make me cold and nervous and ecstatic at the same time. Made me realize that missing a few rounds (coz I had to tend to the baby) was okay.

Must admit, though, that one of the highlights would probably be this:

Pacquiao, maybe out of sheer frustration, because Clottey's fists were always on his face, made an FPJ move -- which earned him a warning, of course.

But if you're a certified Pinoy, you'd just have to laugh.

Still, congratulations are in order. Once again, Manny Pacquiao, you have made your countrymen proud. And you have done a great job in creating order in the Philippines, even for just a few hours.

And now, I will wait for NHI's verdict on Arnel Pineda's singing of the National Anthem...