Marlene Aguilar and Uncle Fester

Woke up too early. More or less 4am, and right now I'm still a bit groggy. I'm kinda developing this ability to wake up at about 4 to 4:30 in the morning just to go to the bathroom. jeez.

Anyway.

So Tom and I were having our breakfast, he was speeding away, zooming through his sisig special (not too early for sisig, y'know!) and adobong camote tops when up in the tv comes Marlene Aguilar, all cooked to brown perfection (sorry 'bout that.. couldn't help but notice!). And she starts saying things I really couldn't put in the same plane as with the word "sane".

Imagine. Asked to give a comment about rumors or statements that she needs to be checked out psychologically, she just says she's smarter than everyone else and that nobody can understand. I'd say! And she keeps on repeating that her son was set-up. Asked also what she can comment on the NBI finding that the gun used in killing the son of the diplomat and the gun that her son used during the crossfire was one and the same, she says her bodyguard has access to the gun. Huh? Her son used the gun and she says her bodyguard can touch and use it anytime. Crazy.

Moving on.

Uncle Fester came by the office again, now showing his "brainchild". This internal monitoring thing, which I think is not that genius, really. But the report's going out today, and basically, this piece of information may have been useful some other time, but not at this particular moment. He has actually dropped by about 3 times already since our discussion yesterday, giving copies of requests, or releases. And now this. He gave me one binder-full of these monitoring sheets. What on earth are they using now if I have their file? Hmmm?


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