You got PNOYed ..!

“Well, Mr. Spokesman, that’s my story and I’m sticking to it. Aquino did smoke on the PAL 747 from San Francisco…

(President) Aquino spent several hours in Tokyo’s Akihabara district to shop for those new Kinect-equipped 3D game consoles…”

Taken from Jojo Robles

Replying to an item in this column that President Noynoy Aquino violated local, federal and international civil aviation regulations by smoking on a Philippine Airlines plane during his recent trip to the United States, Palace spokesman Edwin Lacierda was terse: “The long and short of my answer is it’s not true.”

Well, Mr. Spokesman, that’s my story and I’m sticking to it. Aquino did smoke on the PAL 747 from San Francisco, using his security men to stop anyone from going up the stairs to the plane’s upper deck where the deed was done.

I do wish someone would ask Lacierda if it’s not true, as well, that Aquino spent several hours in Tokyo’s Akihabara district to shop for those new Kinect-equipped 3D game consoles that are all the rage among gamers these days. Did he not tell the people in his party that he was doing the shopping for a young relative—and did he not disappear from view for days after his return, apparently because he was so entertained by his (or his nephew’s) new toy?

Oh, and while we’re on the subject of toys, the people looking for Aquino at his official residence in Bahay Pangarap or at Malacañang Palace or at Cory’s Times Street house when he’s gone MIA will probably not find him there, we’ve been informed. More than likely, Aquino will be found at a “safe house” conveniently located near the palace.

Our informants say the house was a gift from a prominent businessman-relative who is named as a big contributor in the May 2010 campaign to get Aquino elected. The house is virtually one big bachelor’s game room and came fully-equipped with all the toys and gadgets imaginable—including an old-school billiard table that (unlike Aquino’s favored playthings) doesn’t run on electricity.

This house is where Aquino reportedly spends the bulk of his “me time” these days. And where, in all likelihood, he was cocooned at the height of the recent typhoons.

If he’ll take some advice, perhaps Aquino shouldn’t visit this crash pad of his any longer. The neighbors know who goes there—and, yes, they talk.