Starbucks Everywhere



This one is dedicated to Budjette.

This guy has made it his mission to visit ALL of the Starbucks in the US. He has visited around 3698 stores all over the US. Not including 114 stores in the UK.

He has taken pictures of each store he has visited and posted them in the site. It's sorted by state.

And yes, he makes it a point to have a coffee in each of the store. Must be one strung out dude.

The Movie Spoiler

Another site that summarizes the plot of the movie. Really handy if you watch one and manage to miss the ending or was too disinterested to finish it.

It would help though if you know the title of the movie. I have this one I started in the middle but manage to miss the important last five minutes.

KTV NIGHTS 2: The Day After (Do read the first part before this)


HOME: Around 7 in the morning.

Just had a couple of minutes of sleep when Tess (or was it Lulu?) wakes me up and tells me I have to accompany Lulu to school.

"It's Saturday!", I exclaim.

Turns out, there is a scheduled MASS that she has to attend. At eight, even. And Lulu specifically wanted ME to come with her. Ooookay. Seems someone up there planned ahead and made it that I have to go to church after a night of sin. Even if nothing happened.

Tried tempting Lulu not to go and just hang around. She didn't buy it. Tess was going to the market and needed money so I gave her my ATM. We left. Gabbi was still asleep.

I have the urge to smoke but manage to control it.

CHURCH: Somewhere in Paranaque.

Arrived there. Two teachers greeted us. We went in. I noticed that I was one of the very few fathers who came. Lots of mothers though.

After the mass, we left. Lulu said she wanted to go to KFC. She read my mind. I've been hankering to have some fowl ever since Thanksgiving. But before that, we spy a Taho vendor and had some ourselves.

King Nicotine starts badgering me to take a puff. Again I ignore it.

KFC: Along Roxas Blvd.

I ordered the Two piece chicken meal with full fixins and three extra rolls. Lulu ordered the chicken strips. We both had rootbeer. Not exactly the Turkey meal I had in mind. It was chicken, after all. Too bad they didn't serve biscuits.

Lulu mentions to me that she has a hundred pesos and she wants to buy something at National Bookstore at the mall across the street.

I say okay. In front of me was a distractingly sexy lady. I try not to look. She was giving me the eye though. I ignore it. As if I was going to make a move. I'm with my daughter, for goodness sake.

Turns out, she was looking PAST me where a friend was sitting. Yeah lady, that was a good thing. You would have been awfully disappointed if you were eyeing me.

Anyway, I finish my meal way before Lulu's. She kept asking me if the mall was already open. We plan to go over and check if they do open early. I tell her to remind me to buy a lotto ticket.

Now my nicotine levels are very low and my whole body is seeking the fix. I can't!!!! Lulu is with me!

THE MALL

The mall was open. Lulu is smiling. I'm becoming giddy. To top it off, this is a smoking mall. Means I can take a puff if I wanted to. I try to think happy thoughts.

Lulu and I plan our assault in the mall. First, we'll let go raid the DVD places. Then we buy the lotto ticket. Afterwards, we'll go to National Bookstore and buy what she wants with her one hundred pesos.

DVD STALLS: In the mall


We spent a lot of time looking at the titles. Lulu picks up a copy of THE RING. The Japanese version is one of her favorites. I grab a copy of Gosford Park and Pirates of the Caribbean. I ignore Kill Bill and Matrix Revolutions.

I manage to smile since I was thinking of buying a pirated DVD about Pirates.

In another stall, a couple of foreigners (I guess, American) were buying everything they see. At eighty pesos a pop (roughly, a dollar fifty), they were on a DVD buying frenzy.

The DVD searching manage to stave off any attempts to smoke since I had to wade through a lot of title covers. They should just write it down on a piece of paper so I can scan it. Easier and faster, right. Not the Philippine way.


LOTTO Stall: In the Mall

After the DVD searching, we went to the lotto stall and I bought a lottery ticket. 66 Million. That would help me out a bit. After paying, Lulu noticed my hands were hot. Hope my luck is too.

The cigarette in my pocket start speaking to me. "Smoke me! Smoke me". Before I could, we were already inside:

NATIONAL BOOKSTORE

Lulu searches for her Witch comic book. It's issue 18. She doesn't have issue 17 yet. So we go around but found none. I mozy on over the office supply section to buy a CDR. Have to burn something for a friend. I tell Lulu to go over and just get issue 18.

She comes back without the issue looking distraught. It turns out, she has a hundred pesos IN THE HOUSE. INSIDE HER PIGGY BANK! IN COINS!!!

So, I gave her a hundred twenty and hand over the CDR and tell her to pay while I just browse some magazines.

Now the craving for nicotine is unbearable. I try thinking happy thoughts. But the happy thoughts that I have is sitting in a coffee shop and puffing as much cigarettes as I can fit in my mouth and nostrils.

Lulu holds my hand tight. Sensing that I wanted a cigarette fix. "Look! A cigarette vendor!", she exclaims. Lulu can probably excel in torture.

HOME

We rode in the wrong side of the street. So what normally would just take five minutes, took us about a half hour. What with the no left turns and no u-turns around. I felt like a tour guide pointing things out to Lulu. Plus, I gave my ATM to Tess so I ended up with just enough to pay the cab.

As we approached the door, Gabbi, was holding a package. Excitedly, she blurts out that Lulu's Ogle Goggle has arrived! They both open it and well, they ogle the goggle.

I am already dead tired. No sleep since the previous day. And have the urge to just chew the cigarettes that I have to have the full dosage of nicotine. I tell the kids and Tess that I would just lie down in the bedroom. I turn on the airconditioner.

Bad move. You see, the kids can sense a mile away when the airconditioner is on. So they scamper in the room and start playing. Playing in the bed. Around me. And on top of me. I plead with them to just keep quiet for a second. My last thought before the Sandman hits me with his mallet like a ton of bricks was whether I closed the windows or not.

I start dreaming of Marlboro Country. Long Cigarettes that break. And a black rotten lung singing. Don't even ask what song it was singing. I guess, you already know.

Tayo'y mag otso-otso. Otso otso...

Phototag

"Phototag is a community photography project where we retrofit cheap disposable cameras with shiny new packaging, artwork, instructions and return postage. Each camera is then passed along to friends and strangers with the request that they take one picture and pass it along to someone else. (Phototaggers can also report on their experiences at our website.) Once all the film is used up, the last Phototagger can simply drop the camera in the mailbox--the return address, postage and all the fine folks at the United State Postal Service will handle things from there. When we get the cameras back we'll post the pictures here on the Phototag website so everyone can see."

Wonder if it'll work here. I mean, you're walking down the street then someone takes your picture then gives you the camera. Other's would say, "Cool, I'll continue the trend". But some would think, "Whoa! Free camera."

Seriously though, the project is awesome. One ended up in India from Boston and has been out for 718 days. Really interesting. Too bad the camera only has a limited amount of pictures. Out of the 37 cameras, only seven has returned. One is still unreleased.

Remember Space 1999?



I was busy moving from link to link. Then from out of the blue I saw: Space 1999. For the uninitiated, Space 1999 was a science fiction series during the 1970s. Moon Base Alpha. Eagle One. Maya. They just bring back memories. I remember an episode when the oxygen was depleting very fast and Maya transformed into a plant. I had a huge crush on that shape shifter...

I am digressing. Anyway, this site breaks down one of the episodes of Space:1999. Dragons Domain.


Eagle One. Must be one of the best space ship designs, donchatink?

FRIDAY: KTV NIGHT


KTV 1: Somewhere in Malate

As I entered the establishment, the waiters started greeting me. It's a bit awkward for me since almost always, all the GRO would glance over my side. Thinking I'm a big spender or something. Actually I'm just big but I wouldn't mind the transition.

Something is wrong though. No GRO! The whole area where around 60 plus beautiful nubile ladies weren't there. I look back to the waiter and motioned my head to the empty lounge. He smiled and pointed further down the area, where all the GRO where standing around what seems to be three people. Now I know why a lot of our Muslim friends are brave enough to sacrifice themselves in a jihad.

Oh well, I'd look forward to being awkward next week then. After talking to some of the guys. Declined a shot of whisky. Had a glass of water. I left.

KTV 2: Still in Malate

Guard smiles at me and opens the door. Reminds me that they still need one more umbrella to use for the guests. I nod, made a mental note, and totally forgot about it. Until now, I guess.

Manager isn't in yet. He usually comes in around ten pm. So I talked to the assistant. In front of me is a widescreen television playing "Nais Kong Makapiling Ka". I have this urge to stand up, grab the mike and shove it in my ear hope that the sound of my brain palpitating would drown out the tune.

Too late. As I leave the place, I start humming it. All the way to:

KTV 3: Somewhere in Roxas Blvd.

Another guard again recognizes me and opens the door. He motions me to wait while he calls the manager. I sit down in the sofa. In my head, I try and fight off the urge to hum that stupid song.

It got worse.

As the guard opens the door to the bar proper, I am drowned by the song "Otso Otso". Six or seven scantily clad women are on stage dancing to the tune. Before I knew it, my brain registered it. I should have stuck to the old song.

I almost went berserk when I found out I left the very thing I was supposed to bring there. I apologize to the manager (who just got recently promoted). Shot the bull with him and left.

It would not be proper to state the obvious here but... I started humming that "Otso Otso" tune.

KTV 4: Still around Roxas Blvd.

"Tayo'y mag-otso otso. Otso-otso..."

Oh, I'm inside now. Again, the doorman recognizes me. Smiles and opens the door. His smile is somewhat disarming until I remember he was asking for a T-shirt. I sheepishly apologize and promise to actually bring one next week.

Still smiling, he motions me to one of the sofa's in the customer area. Where two women sans wardrobe were dancing on the stage. My senses just halted except for the sense of smel.. I mean sight. All traces of previous tunes, thoughts, plans, coherency in my head were immediately erased.

I sit down and had a hard time discussing business while women were going up and down the stairs, up and down the pole, and (can I be blunt?) up and down my head.

Stayed there for awhile. Declined to drink but asked for coffee. Like I need my heart to palpitate more. Manager whispers to me that the current girl dancing is half german. I have some german too, but let's not get into that.

Ten or so dancing girls later, I said my goodbyes.

This time no tunes in my head. All that was in my head are thos... never mind. You get the idea.

CONVENIENCE STORE: Gas station along Roxas Blvd.

I totally skipped the gay bar. The last thought in my brain was sort of pleasant and I don't want to mar that with an image that would torment me the whole weekend. I remind myself to bring a cap when I visit THAT bar.

So, I traipse into the convenience store and order a pack of cigarettes and a bag of M&Ms. Clerk who just woke up misunderstood what I said and gave me a pack of L&Ms. Seeing the mistake she gave me the right order. She recognizes me as one of the regular late night customers. After curt his, hellos and thank yous. I left.

HOME

As I get near the door, I notice Tess on the couch asleep. Television is on; Fashion TV. She opens her eyes and smiles. My mind just went blank and reformatted itself. Self Defense Mechanism, I suppose.

Then I start singing that "Otso Otso" song again.


Want to know what happened a couple of hours afterwards? Go over to the sequel to this post.

The ORIGINAL Illustrated Catalog Of ACME Products



"ACME is a worldwide leader of many manufactured goods. From its humble beginnings providing corks and flypaper to bug collectors... to its heyday in the American Southwest supplying a certain coyote, from Ultimatum Dispatchers to Batman outfits, ACME has set the standard for excellence.
For the first time ever, information and pictures of all ACME products, specialty divisions, and services featured in Warner Bros. cartoons (made by the original studio from 1935 to 1964) are gathered here, in one convenient catalog.

Hmmmm.... I'd go with the Acme Time Space Gun so that I can fast forward to see who'd win the Philippine Election.

HAPPY THANKSGIVING.

Hmmmm... Turkey....

I AM SO GOING TO GET IT THIS TIME
aka: Insert right foot in mouth without removing left foot

First off, I've been gone for a couple of days without a connection. Yup, been beating Praetorians on hard level. Defense is the best offense I always say.

I am digressing. Where was I? Oh yeah, what happened during my "dark" days; Fernando Poe Jr. has declared his intention to run for President. Manila Hotel. The Champagne Room. Mrs. FPJ crying. The whole show. Pomp, glamour, drama... Now all gloves are off. The dollar went down. Everyone including the kitchen sink is lamenting the next few years under another actor turned President.

But, how different would it be with the other presidentiables?

Everyone else who are running are not exactly immaculate themselves. A very close Gentleman relative who hit the Germans for US$500 million or else the airport won't open (I guess they didn't pay). An Educated Politician full of himself, who had one of his officials tie his shoe. Let's not even touch the Dumb Not-So-Bright Anchor (yeah, take off the doorknobs to prevent SARS), the Military Dudette. And the rest of the gallery, whoever they may be. Most of them have relatives or friends who they placed in positions. Most have properties and amenities way beyond their means. Most of them have approached a lot of religious groups for endorsements. And all of them profess their love of our country and are just there to better it. Right, pardon me while I exchange all my dollars to pesos, all five of them.

This is not about them. This is about FPJ.

Why are we so against FPJ? I myself am against him running until it hit me the other night. Would the Philippines be rid of corruption, scandal, bribery and mismanagement? We have had all that since I was born. It gets worse and worse. We survived the few years of Erap, so what's a few years of FPJ? What would change if FPJ won? What? What? Then, it dawned on me. One thing that would disappear; Connections. It happened during the Erap years, it will happen again if FPJ wins. A new clique would appear. A clique that is outside of the present government who will be ruining running things for the country. A gaggle of (I would assume) ignorami that will pretend to understand the idiosyncrasies of running a government.

Everyone is at least three degrees away from someone in power. What if someone new, and not knowledgeable in government comes in. What will happen to those precious titos, titas, kuyas, ates, lolos, lolas, yayas, etc. etc who are in position? Gone. Gone. Gone. Just like during the Erap days. The juicy and powerful positions would be up for grabs. And who will a President give it to but to people he knows and trusts. Does FPJ really know anyone in the present structure, aside from old Erap cronies? And I don't think he's THAT stupid to put them back in. He might? Oh well, same old... same old.. I just got one come back for that: Chavit Singson. Heh? Wah?

Everything will be in chaos. Who will be in charge of what? A former driver? A close friend? Or shudder... the return of Future First Niece Sheryl Cruz?

"It's the economy, stupid".

Yeah, right. But then again, what economy? We haven't had one in ages. Face it people, we have been on auto pilot since the day Cory declared that we will honor all the debts of the administration before her. We hit rock bottom and all we did was bring out a shovel and started digging. How many of you have been checking the Phisix? Know what the current unemployment rate is? How about interest rates? Know it? No? The only reason you check the dollar is because most of you have some and are secretly praying that it goes up so you can exchange it for a higher rate. So, what's the deal with the economy? I'd even bet our news shows don't even know what's what regarding the economy. Try asking them and I'd bet their retort would be is that we should print more money, literally. So, who's following and understanding the goings on of a country's economy except for a few Business clubs. Yeah, BUSINESS Clubs. Business clubs, who are worried about the state of our country? Bet they're more worried who their neighbors would be in the next few years in their protected villages than who my neighbors would be when I can't pay for a living anymore.

"So moron, you're not worried about the crime rate?"

Crime rate?! Crime rate?! Kidnappings are up. Bank robberies are up. Isn't it weird that it's so close to election time? Why, if I had a brain or two, I'd think it's to finance those in power to stay in power. What you call Crime, I call Indirect Fund Raising Projects. How many school shootings have we had? How many serial killings have we had? Tell me, has anyone in your neighborhood been house-robbed? We haven't had a decent Police Protection Program since Jueteng. Now that's the kind of protection that would prevent crime. Donchatink?

All I hear now, is that it's time to pack up and leave the country. Go ahead, leave. I've been there and done that. Lead that well-off, comfortable but boring life. Once old age hits you, make sure you don't come back and pine for the comforts of this wonderful country. Yup, wonderful. I stand corrected, it's way past wonderful. Despite all this, living here in the Philippines is a blast. The only place where people really help one another. Where people are honest enough to pay that jeepney driver their fare even when the driver is oblivious to who paid or not paid. Where we call people who serve us ate, kuya, boss, bossing, sir, manager without feeling inferior. Where we know the people who live around our community and greet each other everyday with smiles. You know what I mean.

I'm here for the show, baby. And I'm riding it up to the end.

I'm babbling. I know. So what's your point oh-so-knowledgeable-pure-kind-concerned jobert? Want FPJ to win? Want to drag all of us down to an all time low? Are you not concerned about your kids? What's up with you? Have you suddenly had a lobotomy cocktail?

My answer to all that? No. All I'm saying is that this is our system. If an action star can run and be voted in to office by a majority, I say that is democracy in action.

If our country really flounders like a goldfish out of it's bowl with a hungry cat approaching, we've been through that. This time, we don't get shot, arrested or tortured for speaking out. Three years ago, I was broke and down on my luck. I had a family to feed and two kids to send to school. I was down to my last twenty pesos but I managed to fight and win back all that I lost. That is what we are. Fighters. Smiling in the light of oppression. Scratching our heads. Wondering how we got to this but still trudging on.

If a movie actor ruins an already tattered country, then I say that is what we all deserve. Why do we deserve it? Well because we never once thought of EDUCATING the poor masses. We never once thought of TEACHING them what it means to vote because of popularity. We never EMPOWERED them with positions higher than Traffic Enforcer. If these impoverished masses had half of our education, would they vote the same? Education is a privelege here. True story: before I left for the US, a Social Studies teacher I had in high school taught us that the Republican and Democratic Parties are parties. Real Parties. I mean, literally, cocktail, beer, music kind of parties. Now, we are aghast that the majority believe that an actor can run a country? I'm not surprised. I'm amused, but not surprised. EDUCATION. EDUCATION. EDUCATION. That should be the platform of our next President.

But for a small minority (and I'm stretching it here) to dictate the majority, skewed voting reason or not, that is wrong.

At the least, if FPJ wins, we'll have a First Lady who looks good on camera.

I'll leave this with a question: What would you proudly choose? FPJ winning through an honest election. Or an honest competent politician winning by cheating the election. You decide.

Streams

I feel the soft velvet cloth on my face
It is life's flowing gown
Riding on the vessel called time
A smile erases my frown

I look up and feel the sun's glowing ray
The heat, melting my heart
Emotions break free and dance
Now my life begins to start

Rejoice I hear voices shout
Until now, you're still a gift
I struggle to find the sound
My arms to heavy to lift

But I remember life's velvet gown
How it turned my smile from a frown
And then I feel relieved
That I have truly lived.

TALKING ABOUT BLOGS...

I'll be incommunicado for a few days. I'm moving my computer and stuff so I'll be sans connection during this time. Don't worry, I'll try and blog from work. I read the post below, so I think I'll be safe...

During the time, might I suggest you visit some of the links on the right left, i mean, left. Mighty good stuff over there.

How Not to Get Fired Because of Your Blog

"Do you blog at work? Do you check your referrer logs and surf the blogosphere all day from your office? Do you think it might be funny to mock your co-workers publicly, or that it could be a good idea to post photos of sensitive corporate information on your blog? If only Blogger Support could have reached this unfortunate Blogger sooner. Folks, this doesn't have to happen to you."

First, it's mom. Now, it's the boss.

Blogging seems to be a dangerous thing to do these days.

ON A PERSONAL NOTE...

Well, it's almost five in the morning. As I'm typing this, Gabbi is awake and just playing asleep. She would open her eyes and peek at what I'm doing.

She has this habit of placing her pillow against the wall. 'To make it cold', as she puts it. Once it's 'cold' enough she hugs it again. She does it all night long, ASLEEP!!! Try taking her pillow away and she snaps awake.

Gabbi also wants to blog. Thing is, she has to know how to write first. I think I have to give the two kids some writing primers this weekend. As if I know how to write, right? She keeps reminding me not to smoke. But I'm a forgetful person. I try. I really try. I mean, I quit smoking everyday. I just start again every night.

Lulu on the other hand has just discovered short stories on her own. She even found a site that has a cornucopia full of them. It's called "A Selection of Tales". Do check it out. For some reason, her favorite story is "The Fisherman and His Wife". Grounded as she is, I guess that story is much suitable to her personality.

She wakes up early since she has morning classes. What she does though is she wakes up BEFORE the alarm clock and asks for ten more minutes of sleep. Which is about the time the alarm rings.

Lulu also shares my love for music. She listens to artists like Frank Sinatra, Hootie, Bob Marley, REM, U2, Barenaked Ladies, Aerosmith, and (sadly) F4. Everyday, her song collection just keeps growing. The last one I believe is Johnny Cash's version of 'Bridge over Troubled Water' (?!), and Clapton's 'Tears in Heaven'. She can sing too. I just love listening to her singing. Currently, she's into 'Reflections" from the Mulan cartoon (not the Cristina A. version).

Tess, is the enforcer of the family. She keeps them disciplined, clean, studying; You know, mother stuff. We do have fun together though but one look from her and the two just fall in line. Just tonight, Lulu told us the story of "The Fisherman and his Wife". Gabbi, Tess, and I listened. "A family moment", Gabbi exclaimed. I couldn't have said it better.

Tess mentioned that she has a box of Godiva Chocolate Truffles in the fridge. I think I'll have some before the kids eat it all up. Godiva is their favorite brand of chocolate (at least they have taste).

It's five thirty already. Lulu and Tess are sound asleep. I'm blogging. And Gabbi is still awake.

It's Saturday already and we'll probably go to the budget mall (that's what we call Coastal Mall). Lulu and Gabbi and their National Bookstore. Tess with the clothes stores. And me with my DVDs. It's going to be another family moment.

Seinfeld Scripts

This is a treasure throve! All the Seinfeld scripts from Season One to The Finale of Seaon Nine.

You can also download the full video at that site. Each epidode is around 40mb big. So crank up the broadband, we're burning lines tonight!

(via The J-Walk Blog)

THE WORST SEX SCENES EVER

"A LOOK AT THE MOST UNSEXY SEX SCENES IN FILM"

Just a look?

World Famous in the Philippines Boutique - BUY MY STUFF!

Woke up this morning and set up myself a Cafepress shop. That's right, you can mozy on over and grab yourself some World Famous in the Philippines stuff.

So, if you want to wake up in the morning drink coffee from a WFP mug, write down your appointments in a WFP journal and rush to work since the WFP clock says your late, go over to the World Famous in the Philippines Boutique!!!

More designs and products to come.

All proceeds from the sale will directly benefit my family.

By the way, if you want to open your own Cafepress shop, make sure to put in "jobert" as your referral code.

Belleloved.com

Hmmm... When you go to www.belleloved.com, it takes you to Short Poetry. Me thinks, Belle is gunning for greatness!

Now, if only the template supports Mozilla...

Police Search Michael Jackson's California Ranch

"Police swarmed over pop superstar Michael Jackson's opulent Neverland Ranch, near Santa Barbara in central California, on Tuesday as part of an unspecified criminal investigation, police said..."

I bet Bubbles the Chimp wasn't really cryogenically frozen.

Gay Marriage is ok in Boston

"The highest court in Massachusetts ruled Tuesday that the state cannot deny gay couples there the right to marry..."

What two persons want to do with their lives as long as it's not harmful to anyone is ok by my book. Right, Danton?

Ten Worst Toys for the Season

"...the annual "10 Worst Toys" list unveiled Tuesday by a Boston consumer safety group."

What?! The Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles Electronic Michelangelo's Nunchukus made the list? I wanted those!

Oh well, at least a set of Logitech 5.1 Surround Sound Speakers ain't on the list. Hey Tess. *hint* *hint*

What? Oh yeah... I have to choose between the tuition of the kids, and the speakers.
So does that mean is home learning is ok?

50 Places To See Before You Die

"...we asked you to tell us about the places you think that everyone should see in their lifetime. This is how you voted...
"

I thought that before we die, we see the ring...


(via The J-Walk Blog)

Highway Calls Toddler

"A 2-year-old woke up, dressed himself, left the house and took a quarter-mile toddle down the street Friday, prompting a sheriff's investigation. Good thing for his family he remembered to take a cell phone..."

If he was here in the Philippines, he would have texted back. Sayang ang load...

(via Disinformation.com)

Enemyster

So I was talking to Jessica about Friendster and mentioned to her that it would be cooler to have Enemyster. Because you don't know who your friends are but you sure as hell no who your enemies are. She told me to register it quick and all.

Well, well, well. Someone beat me to it. There already is an Enemyster. It seems the beta code for it is one of the widely looked for code in the net.

Sigh, gotta wait for it to go public then. Wonder how many enemies I can collect? And the testimonials there? Oooohh.... that'd be juicy!

Potter Word Substitution

"Purely in the interests of science, I have replaced the word 'wand' with 'wang' in the first Harry Potter Book... Let's see the results..."

The last quote is a real killer. Trust me.

(via dwlt.net)

MEANWHILE, IN OTHER BLOGS....


Aeroplanes on my Feet is having dinner with his father and friends in a restaurant. Cool Moon

Babbling Point is in a round table discussion about the Filipino contribution to Western comic books. Still sorry about the wrong info on the schedule...

Blackblog has a poll on what Britons believe about Dubya. I believe his a Republican.

cbsmagic intermissed about his slammed book. Note the letter casing.

Clickmomukhamo is in between template designs. I'm between poverty and despair. Where exactly, it's a bit to the right of flailing pathetically.

Cranial Cavity is admiring the e-vote system down under. Their secret? Vegemite. Better than WD-40, or so I hear.

Gabriela's Crib came across an article on blogging. Blog, baby, blog.

Lockload is admiring the form that is the Human Body. I don't think mine is. Human.

Balisawsaw has an article about a Fil-Canadian's hope for the Philippines. How about FPJ for the Philippines?

Megastina found out that Pipit is an english word. I think it means to shut up. Intonation, baby, intonation.

Nitro hopes that cellphone numbers become personal property. Retain numbers while switching providers? I have problems trying to retain my cellphone!

Schadenfreude has ten reasons not to watch foreign stars in concert here in the Philippines. I only have one; no money.

Short Poetry has two weeks old haikus. Update, baby, update.

As for me, I was late for the radio show. I'll be back there next week. Now that I know what time it starts. Really important information if you're to guest in one.

Bus Slams Into Local Chowking



"An Admiral Transportation bus...slammed into the side of a Chowking food chain branch at the Metropolitan Park along President Diosdado Macapagal Boulevard"

Maybe the driver was hungry?

All together now: Chow Chow Chow, Chowking... POW!

UP disowns study on Malabon water

"...Rafael Alunan III, president of Maynilad Water Services Inc., hit the FDC for misleading the public regarding the true situation in Malabon...."

Somehow, I remember Governor Tarkin from Star Wars. Don't know why, but I do.

40 best directors

The 40 best directors. Don't know half of them half as much as I would like. Well... more than half. I mean, Abbas Kiarostami?

So, where's The Fifth Element dude, Luc Besson? Oh right... directors. Not movies. Got keep that in mind.

(via The Presurfer)

Movie Poop Shoot - Mail Shoot



Hey there Budjette, wanna drool together... Oh by the way, I checked your site. Yup you did say the radio show starts at 9pm. I wonder how I got the idea it's at 10?

Personal Cell Phone Jammer



"This cell phone jammer looks just like a cell phone and is ideal for use when commuting on the bus and train or when eating in restaurants etc, anywhere where you need effective control at close quarters!"

Cue music: Jammin' by Bob Marley

Can't wait to have one of these when LOTR: Return of the King comes out. Oh wait, Saruman ain't there no more... dang.

(via The J-Walk Blog)

weebls stuff

Here's a whole bunch of entertaining flash animations.

HERE WE GO AGAIN

Two years ago, I was supposed to act in a play of my cousin. I was given two parts and basically could have done anything with it. So I did an indian and A surfer dude. Attended the rehearsals, I had all the lines down, everyone loved what I did with it. But I had some personal problems that time and I pulled out.

Met my cousin a couple of days ago. We started talking and I mentioned I had a play I was writing. She loved it. Now I have to finish it and maybe she might set it up next year. And I mean, next year.

Got my fingers crossed.

Thing is, I might have to take some time off this blog.

Homeless gain address on the internet

"...The centre's dozen volunteers will show homeless people how to create email accounts and personal websites...."

They don't have a place to live, but they can blog about it!

They hardly eat, but they're sure to receive spam everyday.

International Children's Digital Library

"The International Children's Digital Library (ICDL) is a 5-year research project to develop innovative software and a collection of books that specifically address the needs of children as readers. Interdisciplinary researchers from computer science, library studies, education, art, and psychology are working together with children to design this new library. With participants from around the world, the ICDL is building an international collection that reflects both the diversity and quality of children's literature. Currently, the collection includes materials donated from 27 cultures in 15 languages."

If you have kids, this is a wonderful site to go to. Lots of wonderful books to check out and read together. The books are scanned page by page, and the experience you share with the kids is enjoyable. Truly a family web ummm.... experience. Highly recommended.

Be warned though, the site requires at least a DSL connection. For regular dial up users, there is a basic site.