Gone too soon

Twenty three years ago today, a child of great talent, intelligence, vigor and spirit was born in the sidestreets of Quezon City. Not until 2nd or 3rd grade (I couldn’t really recall) did I realize that I was privileged to having met this fine young man in Montessori. A simple, witty, blight and smart little boy, he always had been part of the most outstanding students in class. He even graduated Salutatorian in our batch.

I had very fond memories of this jolly little boy. We used to tease each other on who gets to be the partner of the ugliest girl in class (rude, yeah… you know kids…). Talkative and naturally jolly, I recalled an instance when he was sent to the other section (I think this was in grade four) to rid our class of his antics and noisiness. But he got back after two weeks of exile. I also remembered the time that he used to tease me for being “too industrious” because I do most of the after-school chores while waiting for my mom to fetch me.

We parted ways after grade school for I was enrolled in the Ateneo and him, in Philippine Science High School. He should have been an Atenean as well, however, his father decided o withdraw his enrollment in Loyola upon knowing that he passed Pisay.

In the early years of high school, everything was going well with this bright young man… Among the graduates of our batch, he was one student who didn’t struggle in his first year in high school. He even received several special citations in school, considering that he was in one of the most competitive schools in the country. He was full of vision and surely, he was on the right track to success. We were even jokingly telling him that he could be the next President of the land with his excellent scholastic records. He was well equipped with all that is needed to get there.

However, on that fateful afternoon of April 1, 1996, all these hopes and dreams were lost. Two men armed with knives attempted to rob this young man of his newly received stipends in a parking lot near SM North EDSA. He tried to resist by running as far as he could. He even reach the DHL branch in EDSA, currently near the MRT station. However, the two men relentlessly chased him and gave him multiple stabs in the back. No one dared help this young man, not even the security guard of the nearby DHL branch. He died upon arrival to the nearest hospital.

Until now, his case is not yet solved. The last thing I heard, the two arrested suspects who initially admitted the crime recanted after several weeks in detention. They cried foul for torture and forced admission of the crime. Now, the policemen were back to square one. I doubt it if the real suspects will be arrested in the near future. His case might probably be just another unsolved murder case stockpiled in the archives of one of the city courts.

I just wrote this entry to commemorate the birthday of my childhood friend, Oliver Ang. This was a story of another promising life wasted in the hands of lawless criminals. Happy Birthday, Oliver. May you find justice in this world or the next.

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Happy Happy Thoughts:

Thank God, my lady returned to work yesterday…Now I feel more complete and vigorous at work…

24 days to go before Christmas. No decorations yet in our office… We gotta work this thing out.

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Trivia, trivia:

Did you know: The late theatre great Zeneida Amador is the aunt of famous stage/movie actress Pinky Amador.

New face...

Just tried some stuff on my blog site... Posted some pics, changed some colors of the font, and some other stuff...

I'm still in the process of learning a thing or two on "blogging with an attitude..."

Eto na muna... medyo hapon na... at Matinding assignment na naman ang naibato sa kin ngayong araw kaya't itigil muna ang kalokohang ito...

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Trivia trivia:

Did you know: The 70's boy band Jackson 5 is composed of brothers Tito, Jermaine, Jackie, Marlon and Michael.

Isang Libo't Isang Tuwa... Buong Bansa...

Still missing my lady. I hope she gets well soon…

Anyway, as I mentioned in my previous artik, I am to talk about Eat Bulaga’s 25th anniversary.

I confess. I seldom miss a Saturday show of Eat Bulaga. In my elementary, high school, and college vacation days, I usually stay at home just to watch the longest-running noon-time show of the land. This is the primary reason for my lengthy lunch time, which spans up to 1:30 p.m. Eat Bulaga has truly been a part of my life in my 22 years of existence.

Courtesy of Sunday night’s episode of “Kapuso mo, Jessica Soho,” I have learned little trivial facts about Eat Bulaga:

 Tito, Vic and Joey started out as mere back-ups to the show “Discorama,” originally aired in GMA Channel 7.

 In 1979, they were offered a hosting job for a noon-time show in a nother channel (RPN 9). They signed their contracts in a hotel parking lot.

 The name “Eat Bulaga” was given by Joey de Leon.

 Tito, Vic, and Joey dressed up casually as opposed to the other show’s “formal” motif.

Possibly, every Filipino would know, or at least have heard once, the famous jingle that signals lunch time across the nation… “Mula Aparri (now Batanes) hanggang Jolo, saan ka man ay halina kayo… Isang libo’t isang tuwa, buong bansa, Eat Bulaga.” It might have evolved through the years, but the addicting and inviting music lingers in our memories for a very long time. Every man, woman or child in the generation X or Y knows about this tune. Who wouldn’t?

Not only did Eat Bulaga develop a catchy tune, but it also provided us with the craziest, whackiest, creative and fun-filled games and contests that surely puts you at the edge of your seats… Remember the Bulagaan series? Sige Ano Kaya Mo (SAK MO)? Alaxan Gladiators? And now, Todo Knock-Out (TKO)?

It even provided us with contests that hone the skills of our little children… Who would forget Little Miss Philippine wherein co-hosts Aiza Seguerra and Lady Lee were recruited? Mr. Pogi, where ABS-CBN heartthrob Jericho Rosales had a TV debut. And even modeling contests that enhance the beautry and personality of aspiring young models: She’s got the look, TeeVee Babe, and many others…

Some other networks tried to topple Bulaga’s popularity by pirating hosts or creating new shows. However, Bulaga’s adaptability to change and flexibility to all sorts of struggles made others’ efforts futile. Remember Lunch Date? Salu-Salo Together? Sang Linggo NAPO Sila? Or even Magandang Tanghali Bayan, which tried to build a trio that could topple down Tito, Vic and Joey. They were all lost in the wind…

Eat Bulaga has indeed touched the lives of countless Filipinos not just in Metro Manila, but the entire country. As an estimate, Eat Bulaga has been in our luncheon airwaves at least 7,500 times now.

How has Eat Bulaga captured Filipinos’ appetites? Well, Joey de Leon had the greatest thing to say about that… “Kelangan lang kasi talaga, ilabas mo kung sino ka. Kung ano ka. Para nakakarelate ang nanunuod sa yo.” Well, this words were, indeed, true. When I watch the show, I feel like I’m in one corner of our village, just watching the tambays talk freely about their lives. That’s how these hosts reached out. They were true to themselves.

The legacy of Eat Bulaga shall forever be in the milestones of Philippine television history. Never a noon-time show has touched our Filipino appetites as much as what Eat Bulaga has done. Now on its 25th year, the show never ceases to entertain Filipino viewers across all sectors, tribes or island groups.

Ayan, Do… Sensya na kung mahaba at may mga typo… spontaneous kasi yung pagsulat eh… ayoko nang mag-edit… hehehehe…

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Trivia trivia:

Did you know: Eat Bulaga co-host Toni Rose Gayda was originally part of their 80’s rival show Lunch Date, along with Randy Santiago, Tina Revilla, et. Al.

Crispa-Toyota NBA Style

Last Saturday (Philippine time), the world had just witnessed one of the dirtiest (and for me, the most exciting) NBA games in history. Visiting Indiana Pacers took a good beating from some players and fans of their rival Detroit Pistons.

It started when Ron Artest (the player who wanted some time off from basketball to concentrate on promoting his rap album) committed a hard foul over Detroit's monster center Ben Wallace. Ben Wallace was infuriated by the action, thus, shoving away Ron Artest to the sidelines, creating a fracas in the court.



Thanks to the "heroic stunts" of Stephen Jackson who came running towards Wallace to defend his teammate (considering that he was a newby of the team due to a trade that sent Al Harrington to the Atlanta Hawks), the fracas grew into a bigger mayhem.



Ron Artest who laid down in the scorer's table in a taunting gesture, was taken by surprise when a fan splashed him with a pint and some popcorn. The angry ol' Artest chased that fan in the audience and threw some punches that resulted in a melee that ended roughly. As expected, superhero Stephen Jackson, again, went to the rescue, with his Pacer pal Jermaine O'neal. The game ended with a 97-82 win of the Pacers, after the referees called for its cancellation, with only 45 seconds remaining in the 4th period.



It is quite humiliating for the world's greatest basketball players that they can not keep their sportsmanship and professionalism in a basketball game. We Filipinos look up to these players with great admiration for their talent, discipline and intensity in the hardcourt. But in this case, we were disappointed. No wonder they weren't able to get the gold in the most recent olympics. NBA guys should be reminded that in order to excel in their selected field, they ought to be professional and disciplined.

However, for the sake of entertainment, I really enjoyed that "Basketbrawl" game... It was like the modern-day Crispa-Toyota games that my father used to tell me... Now, I have my own stories to tell my children.


Ron Artest: took an early shower in the scorer's table...
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Trivia trivia: Alejo Santos was the rival of Ferdinand Marcos for the Presidency in 1981, the year when Marcos lifted Martial Law.

Picture Perfect

I am posting pictures of me and my one and only in this entry because of two reasons: a) I have never posted personal pictures before, and b) I don't feel like writing today...

I terribly miss my lady... Sorry for the mush... oh well... Two weeks is not that long and we get to see each other after work... It's okey...

Here are some pics with my lady that I have taken using my Nokia 3310i:


Puerto Galera... Our second home...



See how beautiful we... I mean Puerto Galera is...


Photo taken during my lady's friend's wedding... My lady looks awesome in yellow...


Due to some money-making provisions of my online photo album, I may only post three pictures. Mga negosyante na kasi ang mga sites na ito kaya dehins na makapagpost ng maraming pictures. Buwiset.. Oh well... Next time na lang yung ibang pics... I will just have to look for friendlier online photo albums...

I was supposed to write about Eat Bulaga's 25th anniversary... Next time na lang... hehehe...

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Trivia, trivia:

Did you know: Alvin Patrimonio played for the Mapua Institue of Technology (MIT) Cardinals during his college days.

What's in a Name?

As part of my work, I usually get to call some agencies to ask for inputs on certain issues regarding my sector. Whenever I introduce myself, often times it is mistaken for some other name. I really don’t know if it is my speech defect, or the listener doesn’t really listen well… Maybe it is also because of my semi-unique name. Agencies, in their fax transmittals and replies, give me the names Marvin, Sherwin, Jerwin, Shervin, Jerbin, Merwin, Shelwin, and worst, Kerby.

For the record, I will tell the history of my name, as told by my mother in one of our bonding sessions. My name, Jervin, was my mother’s invention. It was taken from names Jerry and Marvin, both of which my mother likes to name her child. However, my mom’s apprehension to name me such (Jerry Marvin) is due the fact that my surname is Reyes. She fears that there may be a thousand other “Jerry Marvin Reyeses” across the republic, thus, she thought of other “unique” names. She unearthed a bright idea by combining the two names, creating a hybrid name of “Jervin.”

Then, another problem arose. Some churches at that time believe that a child should be named after a blessed person or saint so he/she can be guided by a “guardian saint” that shall pray for him/her. So, my mother decided to put a second name John, after Jesus’ beloved apostle. That was how my named was created. Not that exciting, though…

Eventually, as I grew up, my name has evolved into several other nicknames, monikers, nomenclatures, and the like. Let me name a few:

Jerv – this was the nickname given by my mother. My closer friends call me by this nickname…

Jervs – this nickname was born in college. My orgmates in JMA called me such… And now, my officemates call me by this nick name. I don’t like this nickname much because it somehow reminds us of the street name for what others call “Unidentified Floating Objects.”

Bino – given by my Tita Egie sometime in my early teens. She names all her nephews and nieces old-fashioned names. According to her, it is necessary to have old names so that when you grow older, the younger ones will not have difficulty of looking for a name that will suit your age.

Bin – This is what my Lolo calls me. Nothing much… He just wants a shorter name.

Jervino – my close buddy Kit baptized me with that name. So as not to be bored with the same ol’ normal names…

RR – my grade school and high school classmates tease me this name before because according to them, I look like that 90’s child star…

Tirso – it was a nick often called by one of my stupid junky neighbors. I don’t really know his real name. We usually call him Pogi. And he liked it a lot.

Jervinihildo – given by my officemate Pam. If you happen to know her, ask her why she calls me such. I have no idea, either…

Jerbentot – given by my officemate Bryan. Perhaps it’s because I make them laugh their hearts out so they are reminded of the box-office comedian Bentot… Bentot who?!

Jervinio (J pronounced as H) – given by my office buddy and shuttlemate Mark. He just likes to play with my name…

Herbo – given by my officemate Pablo… He says it’s a more macho way of pronouncing my name. I don’t know the other reason behind it… I must have forgotten it already. My office buddies Mark, Do and Pabs call me this nick…

Hobo – an evolution of Herbo… Also by Pabs.

Jurb – This is what I call myself. I also use this nick in my blog…

Baby – term of endearment by my one and only…

You might want to add some more to my list… Go ahead. Though I may have many other nicks, I’m still me. Jervin… Not Sherwin, Melvin, Marvin, Shervin, or Kerby…

Booyah!!!

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Trivia trivia ulit:

Did you know: The Reggae-Pop sensation Shaggy was a Vietnam War veteran!

High School Life, o my High School Life...

Just received my little brother’s report card… I would like to congratulate him for being one of the outstanding students of the class… Manang mana sa kuya… hehehe…

I will just like to retrieve my old message to my former classmates in our e-groups. Someone from the egroup asked for a complete roster of our past high school teachers and I was the first one to enumerate all of them. Many thanks to boredom, I have unearthed names of our former teachers in various classes. I would just like to reminisce and bring back the old times so here goes. This made me miss high school life again…

For those who cannot relate, I apologize. Classmates, welcome…

Here goes… Excerpts from my email:

"1st Year:

English -- Ms. Sarah Lumba, Mrs. Lorenzo (Track) JC, naalala mo pa si ma'am Lorenzo? ung sinilipan mo (allegedly) kaya ka naposte? hehehe...
Pinoy -- Mrs. de los Santos, (Mr. P*********), Mr. San Pedro(Nung nagkasakit si Ma'am)
AP - Mr. Gary Devilles (Binato si Bacani ng eraser... hehehe... Remember Bacani's report in his class? Ako si Gom, Bur, Za... Mag-isa lang siya noon eh... Remember?)
Science -- Moderator Mr. CMB (Not Color Me Badd, but Mr. Christopher M. Bautista) ang naging barkada ng 1-G.
Math -- Track eh... pero ang naalala ko lang na mga teacher eh si Dating Brother, Ngayon ay Father na, Bro. Earl Barredo, Mr. Sevilla, Mr. Silva, Mr. Abadejos, etc...
Religion -- Who would forget the cutest religion teacher in town? Ms. Eloisa Francisco... Tapos nawala siya, pinalitan ng clone... Ley Francisco... This just shows that cloning is not that successful at that time... hehehe...
Art -- Mr. Jasper de Leon... May email add nga pala siya... Wala akong masabi sa kanya eh kundi... Magaling siyang magdrawing!!! hehehe...

2nd Year:
English -- Dati, mga 1st quarter, isang Kanong palagi nagpapawis... Alam niyo ba yung pangalan niya? Tapos, biglang nahawi ang ulap, at mula sa langit, may dumating na isang mabangong- mabangong babae, nawalang bigla ang Kanong teacher, at pinalitan niya... Her name's Mitchie Pineda... And English was never the same again... hehehe...
Science -- Moderator Ms. Manuela Pagunsan... We've learned a lot from her... And we really became holy because of her... Dumami ang populasyon ng nagsisimba sa Chapel tuwing umaga dahil sa kanya... Puro 2F ang populasyon... Naging favorite tuloy tayo ni Fr. Caluag... hehehe...
Math -- Mr. Joel Sevilla... Naging complaint ng ilang mga parents noong introduction... Mahina daw ang boses... Pero amidst the controversy, we became good friends at madlas pa siaybng nakasama ng klase sa mga gimik...in fairness, ok siyang magturo ng Math... Yung ibang titser naman, malakas nga ang boses, wala namang laman ang sinasabi eh... hehehe... defensive!!!
AP -- Mr. Morano -- Isa sa pinakamaaangas na teacher sa Ateneo HS... Next to Mr. Brazal and Saramosing....
Religion -- Mrs. Ester Frago... Taught us Jesus and the sacraments... Wala akong masabi tungkol sa kanya... Siya ay isang orthodox teacher... hehehe...
Pilipino -- Mr. Alejandro -- Ang naging teacher ng mga tatay natin, pero naging teacher pa rin natin!!! hehehe... Radio Play days...
Computer -- Fr. Perez -- Remember the Word Perfect? Remember his Honda light blue c-70 motorcycle? Pang-karera yun... tumatakbo ng above 10 kmh!!! hehehe...
Art -- Ms. Moca Cano... Mabait yan kaya lang galit siya talaga sa MAGIC CARDS>>> Hindi ko na nakuha ang third year ID ko dahi lsa kanya...

3rd year:
English -- Mr. Lee Tajonera, Ms. Lumba's lover... Maraming bad trip sa kanya dahil doon. hehehe... Sa amin naman, Si Mrs. Cerda... You know... Cristy Fermin?
Science -- Mrs. Martin -- I remember her from her Famous "Disappearing Act" at nagpakaplastik pa si Jude at binapang "Ma'am, ok lang kayo?" Buti na lang, pinigil natin ang tawa natin para nagmukha tayong mabait na mga bata... hehehe... Pero sabi nga ni Bro. Dunne, "I woulda laughed!!!" hehehe... Remember the infopage, beeper days? May time na sabay-sabay na pinatunog yung mga pager ng mga tao at binuwisit natin yang si Ms. Martin ah. hehehe... Isa pa, pinagnanasahan ni Jomax yan dati... hehehe...
Math -- May track ulit... Si Ma'am Sacluti, ang ina ni Bhonny para sa class, at a nhiwalay, kay Mr. Paul Maligalig...
AP -- Mrs. Mrs. Yasol-Naval... Nakakalimutan ko yung pangalan niya pero naaalala ko ulit... Wala akong masyadong maalala kundi ang kanyang mga CHORYA (Teorya, Theory)... hehehe...
Religion -- I'd ah... I'd ah... Siyempre, who would forget the great Bro James P. Dunne, S.J.? Sad to say he's gone already... Bro, wherever you are, we salute you...
Filipino -- Mr. Ronan Capinding... Ang pinakamakulit na moderator ng section F... At ang magaling diyan, naging Jollibee endorser pa siya!!! Sa kanya ko natutunan ang kasabihan, "Lahat puwede, hindi lahat dapat..."
Computer -- Mr. GQ... nope, not the title for the sexiest guy in the world, but the initials of our beloved computer teacher... Gerald Quisumbing... Tinuruan niya tayong sumuntok sa blackboard... Hindi pader... However, recalling his statements... "We have to punch the wall, punch the wall, punch the wall... He's saying this while punching the BLACKBOARD!!! hehehe...
Art -- Ms. Cano pa rin...
Music -- dito ata yung si Mr. Joel Valenciano, tapos pinalitan ng hindi ko na maalalang teacher eh...

4th year:
English -- Track pa din... Sino nga ba teacher sa track? Lorenzo rin ata... Sa aming mga natira sa klase, si Mrs. Fe de Jesus... May kamukha siyang artista... find out!!!
Science -- Si G. Pedrito Zabat... Did you know... Magaling pala siyang magbasketbol?! He's the moderator of Basketball club... ang position niya? CENTER!!!
Math -- Track pa rin ito... Siyempre, teacher natin dito ay ang moderator nating si Ma'am Arlene Belleza... BIG MAC, anyone? hehehe... Hindi sa akin galing ito... Sa isa nating kakklase... Kung nakausap niyo siya, ask him why she's called big mac... Kadiri... hehehe...
Tulong-Dunong -- Ms. Mercy de Guia... Ang teacher nating matiyagang pagturo kung paano magturo!!! hehehe... Parang paulit ulit, paulit ulit lang... Alam ko, hearthrob din tong si Ma'am eh... Alam niyo ba, hanggang ngayon, ganun pa rin ang itsura niya!!! Still staying fresh... Kaya JC, wag nang mag-atubili... hehehe...
Filipino -- Mr. Arvin Crisol... Nacornihan tayo sa kanya kasi nauna na nating naging teacher ang mas nakakatawa eh... Pero okey ang curriculum ng Pinoy 4 eh.. Short film... Dugo't pawis tayo noong mga shooting days, di ba?
Art-- Jasper pa rin ata to eh... Our first -ever class jug sa kanya...


At ayan na nga ang mga guro natin... Siyempre hindi rin natin makaklimutan ang mga nagsubstitute... Mr. Saramosing, Mr. Pagsanghan, Mr. Brazal (The terror guy... Tac, ID mo? hehehe...), Mr. Masiglat (maangas din to eh...), Mr. Oracion, and many other teachers... Kung nmay nakalimutan ako, just post it here..."

Sa mga hindi nabore at umabot sa parting ito ng aking entry, maraming salamat sa iyong oras…

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Trivia Trivia…

Did you know: Joy Dionisio of the Crispa Redmanizers scored the first-ever basket in the Philippine Basketball Association.

Team ABL...

Ateneo Basketball League season 5 is fast approaching and every Atenean Basketball aficionado is very much excited for this event. On November 9, all teams must have placed their respective payments and uniform orders. On the 13th, there will be a general assembly at the Moro Sports Center.

This year, I’m afraid there will be no Team 4F98. Though many have expressed their interests to join, mere expressions may not be able to finance the team to its registration. Having only 5 players actively seeing each other and other players seemingly uninterested in paying, we won’t be able to accumulate 17,000 bucks until late Tuesday. Too bad.

Team 4F98 was supposed to be composed of myself, original team 4F98 players Mitch Martinez, Jayvee Reyes, Mikko Javier, Jude Santos, and new players (also our classmates) Bong Perez and his brother Emil (batch 2000), JC Aliling, Bhonny Cunamay, Paul Itchon, Mitch Arniego, and Dingdong Dantes. We should have met last Saturday, however, no definite plan was set, and thus, no meeting was held.

Making Team 4F98 was quite frustrating. In high school, our class was famous for having stand-out basketball players, though we haven’t really produced an Enrico Villanueva due to our height deficiencies. However, we can say that when it comes to class performance, our class is one of the best. More than half of the class plays basketball at that time. We even had a group called the “4:30 boys.” These boys go straight to the covered courts after the 2:30 p.m. dismissal and play basketball until 4:30. I was a sort of a member of this clique and I could recall that I have wrecked a few pairs of leather shoes because of this habit. And I remember that we even had the privilege to bully present hotshot players like Larry Fonacier, who was two batches lower.

Though I may not be an excellent baller, I am a real basketball enthusiast. My week is never complete if I hadn’t entered the hard court even just to practice shooting some hoops. I find basketball as a stress-reliever, a venue to get away from the pressures of work and daily life. It is like I’m in a time zone where the only thing that can stop me is fatigue and hunger. I can say that my "other great love" is, indeed, basketball...

And that is the reason why I was quite disappointed when Team 4F98 was not formed. We were among the best classes when it came to basketball and we were unable to form a team. I was envious to 4H98 for they were able to build a team, though not that formidable.

Good thing my batchmate E.G. of 4H98 was looking for players to augment their team. I was lucky enough to be chosen as a player for his team, Team Ledesma. Luckily also, I am obliged to pay only P1000 for the registration, on an installment basis. It was sort of a blessing in disguise for me; at least I will still be able to play in the league. However, I will no longer be playing with my former classmates, except for my fellow basketball aficionado-classmates, Mitch Martinez and Jayvee Reyes.

I hope next year we will be able to rebuild 4F98. Playing is a lot more fun if you are comfortable with the persons you play with. For now, I will have to try and introduce my style to my new team. I hope I could blend in…

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Trivia Trivia time…

Did you know: The famous pop-rock band Rivermaya was created by a non-musician, Director Chito Roño, who also manages the dance group Streetboys.

Scratching the Itch...

Yesterday, I rode an FX in Taft Avenue, going to SM North EDSA. As we were approaching Frisco (this is not really the route of the FX going to SM North EDSA… The drive just went on a detour), one old lady sitting on the front passenger seat requested that he get down in West Avenue, a few kilometers away from our detour route. Because of this, the driver scratched his head in exasperation and just drove all the way back to our usual route just to please this lone passenger.

What is the point of my story? It just made me think about the driver’s reaction on that situation: what the heck is the reason behind people’s scratching of their heads whenever they get into stupid situations or irritable circumstances?

I have come up with some hypotheses based on my pondering on my way home. This has no scientific explanation and I just wanted to enhance my creative thinking…

These are the ten possible reasons why people scratch their heads during irritable situations:

10. The scalp releases stimuli to the hair fleas that make them jump, thus, makes it itchy for the host.
9. The person’s hand is too eager to punch the person he is irritated to, but then realizes it is pointless, thus he just uses hand to scratch head.
8. Some hormones in our scalp produces itchy fungus in the head in an instant whenever we get involved in stupid situations
7. It is an ancient Malayan way of signaling “I did something stupid.”
6. It is a way of checking if the brain is functioning normally (just like when we rub engines when they malfunction)
5. You want to scratch your brain but can’t, thus, you opted to scratch your head instead.
4. You can’t scratch the itchier parts of your body, thus, redirect scratching to head.
3. It is an ancient tradition that everytime a person gets involved in a stupid situation, he must imitate a monkey, thus, the scratching-head maneuver.
2. We simply inherited this mannerism from our Monkey ancestors, per Charles Darwin’s theory.
1. Simply just to make you look stupid after a stupid situation.

Dear reader, if you have any other more realistic or scientific reason, please do not hesitate to post a comment.

Obviously, I have nothing interesting to write about…
Booyah!!!

Trivia trivia time:

Did you know: Virgilio “Baby” Dalupan is still the winningest coach in PBA history, followed by Tim Cone and Norman Black.