ani's on a roll these days. her boys the POETICSPARKS, and i have to mention it for added exposure for the price of the best tasting ginger lugaw do not crush the egg it's no mashed potato, got nominated for a coupla awards at the NU Rock Awards come december. short of saying do not expect breakfast when you report on monday they headin up la union this weekend. so what gon happen to us children of the weeds now?! we gon starve we gon eat paper.

son o em weed onid's loaded these days gone out club guy's got em complete list o the best destination right on tonight bet got lots this month hoppin round places so you can't expect a report to work 5 hours early, 5 hours late the next. got the scolds for choppin eggs in the poridge. so how come he doesn't know he likes palabok, mom? sneaked out see he wasn't aware cos he's one of em nominies. san si onid? tulog. ah ok, sige. check out mixtape project. serious stuff.

onidweed's audio splice project out now! O N I D W E E D - " U N D R E S S " over 5 billion photocopies sold on the first day of release! Watch Onidweed's Audio Live Yesterday!

dead. see this is what happens when see, wanted so much to hit the beach. ended up babysittin little criminals and they call this china holiday. wala talaga kasi tong ulol na'to. nahuli na rin sa wakas ng ka housemate sana di nagsumbong sa pulis. gusto nyang gumawa ng disclaimer na walang kinalaman ang mga weedics sa kalutangan ng bangag na page.

baabaa block sheep have you any weed? yes, sir! yes, sir! three sacks furled! one for tah weedo one for teh wee one for teh booobooooo... hick! hick! hick!

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shir's got growing kid inside her. don't know how it got there she may have accidentally swallowed primate eggs. oh no! sometimes me thinks she a monster or somethin got human being in her stomach. so these days she up and resting in bulacan and her husband and the rest o the clan are standin by chasin after her appetite. cos these days she's into every food not on the table.

jog's jogglin jobs these days shops for the best new snack for spare on the side. she got really upset some freak told her she so squeakin sorts, got her rollin in return now she on the rise doin accent trainin get good pay now still payin that bike and nico's chevy, singing here she comes, teh beautiful one. naaananana... check her blog.

aler whose name isn't spelled aniweed too bad. see, her button came late and i think it's colored yellow-green not sure. so she's kinda lookin for thrill's these days cos the original plan of em weedics goin out everyone can't make it. so she lockn heself up in they new place chasin ghosts n' stuff. 's got rip on her arm too bad's gon be a real bad scar when it heals. tsk! tsk! tsk!

too bad ric's blogger? no more access. heard goin over to himspace wes watchin out. guys got real kewl tattoo healin up real soon just needs some shiftin alcohol wit antibiotics. guy's busy runnin been chased after since birth can't blame em milky tops guy's a hearthrob, maaaaaan! (to continue...)

maric's gone to quezon dayuhin ang ang pamilihang bayan ng lokal na pamahalaang bayan ng lungsod to hoard lobsters and crustaceans and those wied one legged half-shrimp-half-lobster coz the last time she brought some we washittin the deadline and wes lost our appetite so wes not able to enjoy and the ghost wont allow it so if it's not true anyway this is what it's for. toa mke her go. leave rhynyl to the dog! dog! hah!

can't spot jos these days. out wit ten off to gotham. never spotted him anyway guy's night owl (to continue...)

some serious booze tales we talkin ani's band playin on the background about the weedics formin a band wit ani managing it. so it's gon be more likely to become a motley gang of weeders wit attitude rather than a music group or something and we destined to fame. so this band is composed of shir on vocals , onid on guitar, coc on drums and another character whose name i do not have the mercy to mention because he is not official and is more of a kimchi than a weedic to complete the entourage.

so anyway the story. this one is, and it goes, we're just about ready to play for our first major concert and for some reasons not quite reasonable, shir, due to some maternity pill overdoze taht's givin her the cranky high, now holdin the microphone, all of a sudden realized to herself, she doesn't want to sing. so onid out of sheer excitement, smashed his guitar smackin it right on top o her head and boom! now coc and the other character, perpetualy floating atrance wit all the forces of the universe did the most gracious act of nothin's happnin not up to anything intresting and calmly guarded their post and smiling. some show! wohoooo!

So this is the real story of that band wit real attitude. Since it's the season for the kings of beer bottles we thinks about formin a band and yes ani's gon do the managing again. a text you received makes you think about those bottles you've had and how embarrassing the fact that you have gotten into teh habit o boozin 'n stuff. but see if ya think about it yes got people gettin a decent meal on em table send 'em kids to school gettin by wit teh sun snoring. the farm workers tillin land plantin barley pullin weeds. ye got them harvest people drivin em trucks shovin it up turnin it over to em ferment house. and em ferment people doin operations the tin maker fo em caps. ya know aht am sayin? theys got hopes 'n dreams and ye buyin ye providin em. so why the worry about em liver spread?

they sellin it, we buyin it. just about everythin wit em law supply demand ye talkin about. so the big guys. ric on vocals, jos on drums, onid on guitar, coc on keyboards. so they just about gettin ready for this big audition for this major record compny. so teh mighty manager ani went, "ma yum yum baby boys?! so what are you goin to play for the audition ye up next see?" so ric goes, "i want new wave." jos goes, "i want rock." onid goes, "i want hip-hop." coc goes, "i want jazz." so ani gone crazy thinkin, "o my." see she can't do anythin about it cos we boys knows no compromise. and see that's why we gettin manager it's her job. we don't care how she do it we have to be a band altogether. not our problem if we don't agree on the songs we have to play, if we don't agree on the call time, we don't care if we don't agree at all. it's her job she the manager see? so we all walk out separately played at home lot better i suppose. so ani ended up doin em auditions. cos we dint know she got dreams wants to be a diva. she got her magic sing and plasma flat screen theater wide singin "up...up and away... in ma beautiful, ma beautiful balooooooooooooonnn." you just had a quick tour of the career of aniweed.