I started this Holy Week thing with high hopes. This year, I hoped to start reflecting and doing some inner discovery stuff like that. I mean, after the major fail that was last year, I’d rather do something positive for myself for once. And by positive, I mean anyhing that gives me a warm, fuzzy feeling inside, not unlike wanking off. Except that I’ll try not to wank off.

I failed.

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Here is a classic sample of an Erap adage, ‘Don’t judge a book if you are not a judge’.

The clip is from the first episode of Britain Got Talent 2009, where Susan Boyle, a 47 yr old woman made a surprising display of talent. Honestly, when I saw this clip, I was thinking that this is probably one of those type of viral clips like the Bulgarian Idol who sang the “Ken Lee” by Mariah Carey. But unlike that performance, Susan Boyle’s performance is an ‘In your face!’ type of performance. Go click the play button and watch for yourself.[Read more]

The same day last year my colleague sent me an email about Virgle a joint-project involving Google whose objective is human settlement on Mars…. [Read more]

If you’ve missed to read engy book series, now it’s available for download from book 1 to 4. No hassle, no fee, it’s simply free. just subscribe and you can get the full volume of these 4 series.

About ENGY

The strip revolves on business and office politics, and the hilarious world of a group of people working on a technology company as they try to elbow each other to win and survive in the rat race. It is meant as an entertainment medium, and as with most comics, relies on exaggeration to create reaction. This strip is not meant to educate people on how to manage a business, nor does it bear any resemblance to the management or personalities in the actual world.

The following are the main characters in the story:

Engy is the General Manager of the company. He reads a lot of management books , believes a lot of management fads, and thinks he is smart, but many times, he is not at all. He is a very ‘trying’ manager who believes it is important to think out of the box, even if most of the time, he does not know where the box is.

Tom is the President of the company. He is a trader who made his money in retail, and decided to invest in the technology company because he thinks it is the ‘future’. He pretends that he worked with mainframes before, and always tell stories of his experiences, but the truth is, comprehending technology is beyond him. He loves money too much, but he is not really a bad guy.

Jim is a project manager of the company. He rose from the ranks in the company. He is passionate on technology, and is not afraid to say what he feels.

Engy is Visit www.itsngenius.net.

Really? I thought they could just fly or use batship to travel across the world. Never thought they need one.

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According to jumpflux.com (do not waste your time going there):

Acai pulp contains 10 times more antioxidants than red grapes and 10 to 30 times the anthocyanins of red wine; a synergy of monosaturated (healthy) fats, dietary fiber and phytosterols to help promote cardiovascular and digestive health; and an almost perfect essential amino acid complex in conjunction with valuable trace minerals, vital to proper muscle contraction and regeneration.

Apparently, this Acai pulp is so damn great and effective that it can cause a person who has been dead for eight months to rise up, go online and send me a message. Immortality through Acai pulp!

Continued in Brainless Entertainment: Acai Berry Boom! Resurrects The Dead

No….I am not a fan of quitting! I am an advocate of pursuing something that makes sense… In fact, I believe in hard work and persistence!

In case you find that hard to believe, please feel free to view some of my earlier posts here: [click here to continue reading]

Eto walang halong chorva…

Background muna: ang lahat ng alam kong mga gimikan, pagkakaabalahan at kakikayan, sa mga kapatid ko nanggagaling lahat yun. Mereng spanning 2 continents en 3 kawntris na kami ngayon, madalas pa rin ang chika namin. Ang mga lukring ang nag-pasimuno sa buhay ko ng internet nung unang panahon pa, circa 1997 pa ata yun at dial-up pa ang buhay ng internet. Hanggang ngayon ganun pa rin – ang skinny jeans, ang glass slippers, ang mga borloloys sa katawan, ang divisoria shopping, ang scrapbooking, ang korean telenobela – lahat yan, kanila galing!

Sundan sa Pansitan ni Ate Sienna…

Three nights and four days in the beautiful exotic island of Bali in Indonesia ought to bring me to heavenly highs. Unfortunately instead, I was pulled down to earthly lows as I spent most of my time there cooped up in long boring meetings in a conference room. What a waste! Anyway, I did enjoy my beautiful room in our sprawling Javanese style-hotel, the Ayodya Resort Bali. I had a perfect view of this lagoon from my balcony.

My boss though didn’t enjoy his room as much and complained of his small TV and his remote control. So I gaped at him and said, “My TV is a flat-screen”! But seeing his consternated look, I relented immediately and said, “Joke lang sir”. I knew I did the right thing when he heaved a sigh of relief… even if I did have to say a little white lie. Shhhhhh! I did have a flat screen. My work motto: do not aggravate the boss needlessly.

Read more in Toe’s Kurokuroatbp.

So it’s a market. In the Philippines. Thus, it’s scorching hot, the floors are muddy, the narrow aisles are teeming with a sea of humanity, and there are stalls and stalls of fresh produce, food, dry goods, kitchenware, garments and other little tidbits of things to buy.

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I saw the movie Confessions of a Shopaholic with my wife yesterday. Very funny and entertaining. The movie house was filled with college and high school students giggling during the movie. [click here to read more]

My friend sent me an e-mail about men in kilts. Do these men wear anything underneath?

See for yourself.

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As most of you know, I love food. You know, you can take one glance at my humongous frame and you’d probably conclude that I love food. Also, the five chilidogs have in my mouth would be a pretty good giveaway. In fact, I love food so much I could probably name a few (twenty) sexual deviations involving food that I probably have don’t have.

Who would’ve thought that my love for food would actually be a social impediment?

I was eating in KFC with Wits and Baddie, stuffing our faces as usual with chicken and discussing the merits of KY Jelly when applied to financial situations in the context of the current global economic meltdown. Don’t ask.

So we soon realized that we ran out of gravy. And somehow there was only one gravy thermos in a floor of around fifty gravy-eating customers. Fifty murderous gravy-eating customers who are desperate for it.

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If you are a Filipino or you have been in the Philippines, I’m sure you know what “Filipino Time” means. Its like DST (daylight saving time) but only backwards. Seriously, its about the extra 30 minutes, 1 hour, 2 hours —being late that is very common and acceptable in the country.

The Filipinos abroad are exempted from this phenomenon. [read more...]

Flash Mob

Seriously,
there’s no better way to kick off February’s round of
Valentine’s-related posts than a couple of letters from our favorite
advice column for those funny-looking kids we like to laugh at and kick
around and lovingly call emos, Down The Highway!

Dear DtH,

The
bitterest tears shed over graves are for words left unsaid and deeds
left undone. Seriously. I’m so fucking depressed. And I don’t know why.
There is just no reason!

Why do people tell you to believe in what you want to but
then tell you not to believe in the one true thing you do believe in? I
mean, come on! How can we not believe in the one true thing we believe
in? Is it too hard? Autumn breeze frigidly touches ailing dreadful
lives! Harshly darkness quietly surrounds the broken souls! Mellow
serenades that once played between hearts! Pathetically have
transformed into bitter sad songs!

I hope you can help me through this, dear DtH.

- L0n3L3Y_3m0_gUrL_254641xoxo Continued…

Who would believe that US President Barack Obama has a doppelganger (look-alike)? Actually, not just one doppelganger, but two!

Ilham Anas, a photographer from Indonesia, and Gerardo Puisseaux, a Cuban-American PR rep, are two of the latest Obama look-alikes who are cashing in on the “Obamania” craze. Gifted with the external physical attributes (at least in facial form) of the new U.S. President, Ilham and Gerardo are thanking their lucky stars for the chance to impersonate their idol.

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For the first twenty-three years of my life, I had a perennial headache. I thought that I was simply frail or delicate (Frail or delicate? Moi? Hrhrhr). Then suddenly, my headaches stopped? Why? I learned how to drive. I realized that the culprit is the driving of Manoy, our family driver of more than thirty years.

Note: You may be wondering why twenty-three years, when Filipinos could get a driver’s license at eighteen. Well, I’m such a klutz and slow learner that I had to renew my student’s permit for five years.

Don’t get me wrong about Manoy though. I love the old guy. He is fiercely loyal and dedicated to our family. Before I got married, I think I’ve probably spent more hours with him than any other person in the world. He took me everywhere and waited for me for endless hours – school, piano lessons, swimming lessons, piano recitals, swimming competitions, parties, soirees. He made sure that my feet never got wet when it rained and that not-so-acceptable boys kept themselves at bay. He was also my own personal assistant when I took the Philippine bar nine years ago. So never mind if he’s a clutch driver who is accelerator hungry complimented by his love for sudden brakes and driving too near speeding jeepneys.

So now I am back in this crazy great city of Manila after six years in Cambodia. I can choose to go around this city by a) enduring Manoy’s driving, b) getting myself pushed and kicked around in the MRT, or c) driving myself. I chose c. Unfortunately, my driver’s license has been expired for 5 years. When I was still living in Cambodia, everytime I visited the Philippines, I refused to renew my license because a) I didn’t want to take the disgusting drug test and b) I didn’t want to take the disgusting drug test. But now, unless I either wanted my childhood headaches to return or pack myself like a sardine in an MRT car, I had to take the disgusting drug test.

Read more in Toe’s Kurokuroatbp.