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Thursday, June 30, 2011

NBA LOCKOUT 2011 -2012 Season

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It is a sad day for us NBA Basketball Fans. The National Basketball ASSociation team owners and the the players union just could not find a way to unite their differences.

So it seems this is going to be another 1999 season or worst there could even be no season altogether. At least in 1999, right after Jordan and the Chicago Bulls Dynasty disbanded, there was still what came out to be a short season making way for the very first ring of the San Antonio Spurs.

I guess I will not be able to watch my Lakers this year.

But on a positive note, it allows more time for Kobe and the rest of the tired and injury prone Lakerland to recuperate. Most players will just bum around, but we know how Kobe works. He does not waste his time. He sure is going to let his knee, fingers, lower back and toe heal. He's got so many injuries he was still able to finish the season.

Go Lakers!!! And to you NBA Owners man up! Just pay these guys their dues, you owe it to them that they go to NBA and not to some disheveled leauge in Europe where there is no limit in what they can pay players.

*** Side Note: Laker guard Shannon Brown has opted out of his contract making him an unrestricted free agent. Any team could get to hire him in their front court. This doesn't mean though that he is not a Laker anymore. It is still up to the Lakers if they can give him another offer.

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Tuesday, June 28, 2011

Boykot Raw



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Napaisip ako sa dahil Spratlys. Medyo napukaw ang makabayang gilid ng aking puso kung baga. Kapag sumugod ang mga Tsino sa Pilipinas at sinakop tayo, sisiguruhin kong safe ang aking pamilya, pagkatapos hahanapin ko ang Chinese embassy at...

...pipiktyuran ko.

Hehe sensya na. Akala mo naman me magagawa ako. Eh humawak nga ng baril di ko magawa. Wala sa kabunasan ko ang karahasan. Maliban na lamang at ako ay sinukol saka lamang lalabas ang mala-asong ulol sa akin, mang-uunday ako ng kagat. Sisiguruhin kong baon ang gilagid ng pustiso kong three years old sa sinumang abutang Intsik na mang-aalipin sa atin.

Lamang eh hanggang ganun na lamang yun.

Kahit saan daanin ay napag-iwanan na tayo ng mga Tsino sa larangan ng pakikipag-away. Hindi lang sila may Jackie Chan, meron na rin silang Aircraft Carrier, Stealth Fighter, ICBMs, nuclear warheads, Army of hackers at milyon milyong sundalo.

Patay ang naglason pag nakipag one-on-one tayo sa kanila. Dun na lang sa bilang ng mga sundalo natin paktay na. As if mapapataob ng ating Rajah Humabon ang Chinese carrier. Sinabayan pa na merong mga Pilipinong ang turing yata sa tsina ay ang kanilang motherland. Kung makasipsip todo. Hindi lahat pero kasama na dito yung mga may dugong Intsik, mga gustong maging Intsik, mga militanteng may Amerika-lang-ang-demonyo atittude, at pati na rin ang mga komunistang rebeldeng pulpul na hanggang ngayon ay tago pa rin ng tago sa bundok na 'kala mo ay nasa dekada utsenta pa sila. Di nila matanggap na matagal nang pinatay ni Bernabe Buscayno si Kumander Dante.

Kahit ang Amerika, di natin maasahang tayo ay talagang tutulungan. Sa dami ba naman ng kanilang kalaban, bakit sila sasali sa isang digmaan na papatay sa kanilang pansariling interes at kapakanan?

Pinauso ni Joey Salceda ang Boycott China na konsepto. Napakahirap gawin, dahil sa ngayon nga lang tiningnan ko ang keyboard na aking pinagtitipaan, ang mouse na panggalaw ng cursor, ang monitor, ang suot na sapatos, ang door knob, ang armchair... Lahat gawang Tsina. Paano ko iboboykot ang tsina kung lahat ng gamit na kailangan natin gawa na sa kanila?



Nagpunta ako sa murang tindahan ng kung anu-ano na malapit sa bahay para sa mga suplay sa bahay. Ang hirap maghanap ng Made in the Philippines ang nakalagay. Hindi naman nakapagtataka kase yun nga mismong may ari ng grocery e ni hindi marunong magtagalog kase tsekwa din.

Isa lang ang nabili kong may malinaw na gawang Pilipinas na nakasulat, garbage bag pa. Yung walis tingting naman siguro gawa na dito sa atin no?

Nakapagtataka kung bakit hindi magawa ng mga Pilipino na mag-manufacture nung mga bagay na minamanufacture din ng Tsina. Hindi naman kailangang pirata rin ang gawin natin di ba? Kung sa bagay, pati nga bigas inaangkat na natin eh samantalang nandito sa atin ang International Rice Research Institute. Tayo na nga ma-kanin! (Dati)

Masakit isipin, pero ganito na ba kawalang-kwenta ang pagkamalikhain ng mga Pilipino ngayon? Ganito ba kahina ang ating kakayahan na kailangan pa nating angkatin pati ang ating mga pampunas ng tumbong sa kubeta? Hindi kagandahan ang kalagayan ng edukasyon sa bansa ngayon pero hindi natin masasabing mahihina ang ating mga gradweyt. At lalong hindi naman siguro mas maganda ang mga kolehiyo sa Tsina para tayo mapag-iwanan. Hindi ba natin kayang gamitin ang kakayahan ng libo-libong matatalinong nagtatapos taun-taon? Ganun ba kabobo ang Pilipino? Maraming matalino pero bobo. Nu kaya yun? Never mind.

Ang hirap sa ating gobyerno eh parang pababayaan na lamang ang kanyang mga mamamayan na parating sa labas ng bansa na lang aasa ng trabaho at kabuhayan. Lahat tuloy ng magagaling nauubos at pumapalaot.

Bakit hindi simulan ng gobyerno na mag-ukol ng pananalapi para sa pansariling pagmamanufacture ng ating mga gamit? Maging self sufficient tayo. The hell with APEC and our other economic partners kuno. Sa mga partnership na yan, tayo lang naman parate ang talo.

Simulan kaya ng gobyerno kahit pabrika man lang ng casing ng computer. Tutal naman ipinagmamalaki nila na may program silang PPP. Eh kahit yun wala eh. Tapos go from there. Mouse. Keyboards. Ethernet cables. Yung mga tipong pwedeng isabay sa mga tindang gawang Tsina ni CD-R King. Isa-isa lang.

Pag ganun, tingin ko luluhod rin si Mao. At hindi na natin kailangan umasa kay Sam. Magsama sila.

Basta tayong mga Pinoy, maging matapat lang. At wag gawin ulit ang ginawa natin sa Intel na naging dahilan para lumipat na lang sila sa Tsina.

Mga kababayan, kung may opsyon rin lang, hanggat maaari Pilipino muna.



Ako nagsimula sa garbage bag. yari ka ngayon Chinese Bag Manufacturer. Malulugi ka sa akin. :D


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Sunday, June 26, 2011

Rainy Season Healthcare: LEPTOSPIROSIS

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One of the most common diseases that we should be aware of this rainy season is LEPTOSPIROSIS. Leptospirosis is a rare and severe bacterial infection that occurs when people are exposed to certain environments

Leptospirosis is caused by exposure to several types of the Leptospira bacteria, which can be found in fresh water that has been contaminated by animal urine. It occurs in countries with warmer climates like the Philippines. Although it is not spread from person to person, there are very rare cases when it is transmitted through breast milk or from a mother to her unborn child.

Due to the constant flooding that occurs in our country every rainy season, more and more people are reportedly being infected with this.



The most common symptoms of Leptospirosis are the following:
• Dry cough
• Fever
• Headache
• Muscle pain
• Nausea, vomiting, and diarrhea
• Shaking chills

There could be other symptoms like:

• Abdominal pain
• Abnormal lung sounds
• Bone pain
• Conjunctivitis
• Enlarged lymph glands
• Enlarged spleen or liver
• Joint aches
• Muscle rigidity
• Muscle tenderness
• Skin rash
• Sore throat

The following are the Risk Factors for Leptospirosis:
• Occupational exposure -- farmers, ranchers, slaughterhouse workers, trappers, veterinarians, loggers, sewer workers, rice field workers, and military personnel

• Recreational activities -- fresh water swimming, canoeing, kayaking, and trail biking in warm areas

• Household exposure -- pet dogs, domesticated livestock, rainwater catchment systems, and infected rodent

Normally, if a person is diagnosed with Leptospirosis his or her blood is tested for antibodies to the bacteria. As per doctor's orders tests like CBC or Complete Blood Count, Creatine kinase, Liver enzymes and Urinalysis can be done as well.

You may consult your physician to get the exact medication that you should have. Antibiotics can be used to treat the infection especially if the disease was diagnosed early.

In order to prevent Leptospirosis everyone is encouraged:
• to avoid swimming or wading in waters that might be contaminated with animal urine and
• to drain potentially contaminated water when possible.
• Those who are exposed to contaminated water or soil because of their job or any other activities are advised to wear protective clothings and footwear.
• Those who have open wounds are advised to have more care.
• Control rats in the household by using rat traps or rat poison, maintaining cleanliness in the house.

Your health is your wealth. Sabi nga sa TV, prevention is better than cure.

For more information, you may check the Department of Health website.

http://www.doh.gov.ph/healthadvisories/leptospirosis

Chosen Few

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I was 18, with failing grades in college and was a confused adolescent when I asked an older brother, "What if I enter the seminary?". His answer was that I have to give it some deep thought and make sure first that that is what I really wanted to do.

It was not out-of-the-ordinary for someone from my fathers side of the family to enter the seminary. When I was a kid, it was one of the options that I always say to those who would ask me what I wanted to be when I grow up. If I am not going to be married, I'll be a priest.

But seminary life was not for me. My rebellious attitude does not conform to the strict religous life of those who are called. Yes, I was called (for a bit) but I was not chosen. So I left. I was called for a different vocation. Thankfully, marrying Che is what God has called me for. This is after more than 8 years of knowing each other. To be her husband now and forever is what is just right for me. Really, God has His very mysterious ways.

Saint Joseph Marello

One and a half-year after my wedding, it is another group of brothers turn to take their vows. This time though they went to the altar with neither wedding rings nor brides. They went to the altar with only themselves to offer. Out of the number of guys in our batch who were called to make the Lord as their only lifetime partner, only Willie, Nemuel and Joeffrey were chosen.


"You are a priest forever, in the order of Melchizedek."

There is no way of knowing the great burden that you guys are now going to lift until the day you die. For in your shoulders rests the salvation of souls of each person you touch. While I am merely thinking about the future of my family, you are agonizing over the lost souls of the world. While I chose to have another person to be with me, you have chosen to live as a celibate for Him. While I have chosen to stay with my family, you have chosen to be sent to anywhere in the world that you are asked to go to propagate the Lords work.

We are proud of you our new priests! We will pray that you are able to do the duties that you so desired in the most benevolent way.

Congratulations Father Nemy, Father Willie and Father Jeoff of the Oblates of Saint Joseph!

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Thursday, June 23, 2011

Metta World Peace

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Lets go light this time.

I do not know how to categorized this on whether it is good or bad news for my dear Lakerland. Do not even know if this still fits as a sports news coz I think it's more of an odd one.

Ron Artest is changing his name to.... (drum roll please)



METTA WORLD PEACE!!!!! (toinks!)

This maybe some kind of an evolution from the great World B. Free (also of the NBA) but there was no explanation yet as to why he would want his name tag changed. Artest is a cool name already but the man is a nut job who (in these days)everybody likes. Well, except for the Pistons.

This latest foray into the weirdness made me scratch my basketballs a lil bit harder. We know he's trying to be better. I am just not sure if having Metta as first name, World as middle and Peace as last will ever last. Especially in Lakerland where every game is a war.

I am still inclined to buy his jersey though. How cool would it be to dunk over an opponent, p[ush him over the sideline, trash talk him some more and then turn my back where he'll read "PEACE!!!".

Go Lakers!!! Mavs verlieren im nächsten Jahr!

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Wednesday, June 22, 2011

EXCEL: In Your Face

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Let it be said, I did not vote for Pnoy or Noynoy or whatever you want to call him. And that was for a reason. I voted for Gordon. Too bad he lost huhuhu. :P But there was nothing we can do with it when almost 15 million Filipinos thought PNoy being the heir of the Aquinos is good enough a criterion for electing him as the leader we must have. He won, I and my minions (LOLz) accepted, no hurt feelings.



But even so comes the PAINFUL part.

The Stradcom, LTO, Virgie Torres mess has come full circle. The ball is in the hands of the President now. As President, we expect him to give this some careful thought and to seep through every little holes to find the best solution. That is what a President should be doing , right? We do not expect a president to just give an uneducated opinion on a matter of national importance.

But then again, we were proven wrong.

His latest statement about this issue has now gone viral. He was complaining about the huge fee being paid by the government to Stradcom. He then said that instead of going through the system being implemented by Stradcom,

"why not just use COMPUTERS WITH MICROSOFT EXCEL TO ENTER ALL THE VEHICLE INFO...."

I was like HUWAAAAAAATTTTTTTT!?!?!??!?! SERIOUSLY!!!!??????

This is coming from the President of the Republic of the Philippines? Who is his Secretary for DOST? Can you please give this guy some basic lecture on computes and Microsoft office and then give him the difference on what an actual system database can do in a computerized system vs his simplistic resolution of using Excel.

Man oh man. No wonder why he was not able to pass any law in Congress!

We catch a fish through its mouth. Good thing there it wasn't a fish kill. Kung hindi, na-prito pati tayo. O hindi pa ba?

Hayyys and all we could do is watch... and RANT!

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Tuesday, June 21, 2011

Latest Noose (Pinakahuling Balita)

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Hindi ko alam kung matatawa, maiinis o maghuhurumentado ako. Muntik na akong kumuha ng malaking "gulok" at maghamon ng away. Tulo sipon kase habang nagbabasa ng dyaryo.

Hindi ko sinasadya pero habang kinakalikot ko ang ilong ko kasama si Gugol natisod ko ito. Makabasa ka ba naman ng balitang gaya nito:



Old news na pero plakda pa rin ako ng aking mabasa. Take note of the date na lang po. September 11, 2011. Hindi ko ito nabalitaan kase malamang busy ako sa World Trade pero kung wala yun, ito na siguro ang pinakamalaking balita sa TV nung araw na yun. Aba eh kahit ang mga terorista nung mga araw na iyon hindi gagawin ang ginawa ni Boy Salisi eh.

So dahil napunta na lang rin ako sa dyaryong nakasulat sa itaas, nagbasa na ako ng balita. Eto ang sa akin ay bumulaga:




Sabi nga sa amin sa Batangas, "Nagpa-uyuhan pa eh!". Eh pare-pareho naman sila. Matindi rin tong si Pareng JV, nakalimutan na nung panahon ni tatay niya ay naging OTSENTA PETOT ang halaga ng kada ISANG DOLLAR. Grrrrrrr!

Isa pa. Wala na yatang magandang balita dito sa Pilipinas. Sa laki-laki ng country side eh ito lang ang balita:



Kung hindi may napisak eh may bulagta. Jung walang bulagta ay may dedo. Pag hindi dedo, ayan at sugatan. At saan pa ba matatapos e di sa dun sa nasuwag ng kalabaw.

Sobrang positive na mga balita, hano!

Ang masama nito ay yung balitang nakakalito. Di ko tuloy malaman kung "factual" pa ba na news ang binabasa ko. Tingnan nyo ang sunod na tatlong imahe.

Nagtaka ako kase parang de javu ang nangyaring aksidente.




So binasa ko yung sa Batangas. Aba naman at may bayan pala ng Limay sa aking probinsyang sinilangan? Ano ito?




Naisip ko may pagakakamali lang sa artikulo sa itaas, at naisip ko na ang nasa baba ay ang corrected version. Kaya nga at pinalitan na ang title.





Nyay, kinorek na mali pa rin? Panawagan kay Vilma, Gob pakihanap po ng Limay sa Batangas. Pandagdag din sa botante.

Mag-apply kaya ako na proof reader sa dyaryo. Baka kahit papano ay hindi malilito ang mga tao.

Ito ang problema sa mundong ating ginagalawan sa kasalukuyan. Isang mundong kontrolado at pinapatakbo ng media. Walang paraan kung paano maihihiwalay ang katotohanan sa gawa-gawa lamang.

Minsan pa naman mas maraming stupid.

Na-curious tuloy ako. Hindi kaya at ang mga balitang ito ay patibong lang ng Tsina. Para pag nagkagera dahil sa Spratlys, malilito ang mga Pilipino kung saan ba talaga ang Batangas at ang Bataan?

Gusto nyo ng ebidensya?



SINGWAHHHH!!!!?!?!??!


Kung bakit ba naman local news, kailangan pang import? Yan tuloy pirated! Tsk tsk tsk!


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Thursday, June 16, 2011

PhotoShoot for a Cause to Benefit Another Photog

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Someone tagged me in FB about this. I do not think I am going to be able to attend, so just to make sure I can help I am posting it here.



I am not privy to the exact details, please do contact the number indicated in the poster for more information.

Tuesday, June 14, 2011

Mutant... And Proud!



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I am a simple working guy..



Recently, I have met some people. I do not know who they are but they do seem to know me well. They know my name, the company I work for, my birth date. They even know my grandparents.

They look like regular guys like I look like another regular guy. But I sensed that they are different like I have known that I am different.

At first I was wary. I did not think that there could be some other guys like me. I thought I was alone in this world. Not until I met the mind reader.

I have been informed of a revolution in progress right in the midst of this world we call earth. I am being called to take sides. My hidden abilities are needed to help the first and to conquer the other. I was informed of the coming uprising.

All my life I have always wanted to know someone else whom I can share these secret abilities that I have been hiding. Not even my parents know about it although they know that I am special. Now that these people have approached me, I am more confused than ever.

The last few days have been gut-wrenching. It seems that some people from the most powerful government in the world have been informed about us. Guys in black suit that you would not normally see in the run down areas I normally go to are quietly observing. A guy tatt'd up in red keeps visiting me with messages from his boss. I was being asked to join their side instead.

Who should I trust now? Who should I believe? I was undecided until today...

The red-skinned guy visited me again. This time he came with my mom. It was annoying that he had to ask for my mothers assistance in persuading me to go take their side again. Mother knows best.

But I know my mom better. The one in front of me has the warm smile of mom but something is different. I am missing something...

Her hair.

I remember those summer times when I was younger. My mother would ask me to pluck the white hairs that she was starting to have. This is while she was trying to take her afternoon nap. I do not like doing it but I still did. It makes her sleepy which means that I can play outside. Also, removing her white hair makes her look younger. Which is why even now that it has been years after those summers, she is still looking young. She goes to the salon to have her hair dyed black now.

"Who are you?", I asked slowly. It was not a question. I know the one in front of me can only be a shapeshifter.

"I am Mystique" shifting into her real form.

I am now angry. I felt my veins. I felt blood in my eyes.

Not my family. Lalong hindi si inay ko.

I grabbed the red-skinned guy. He tried to pop-off but my powers stopped him. I held him in his tails and slammed him into the floor. I could feel that I became stronger a hundred times.

All of a sudden, I have now my portable keyboard. I started to type even if it is not connected to a computer. Words, letters and other mumbo-jumbos flew through the air out of it, straight towards the irreverent one who tried to imitate my Inay. The last thing I heard was her shriek. Mystique is dead pierced with the letters of the alphabet out lined by 7 special characters on her forehead.

I have made my choice. I am joining the mind reader. My keyboard and I.

I have a secret. I never thought it will come to this and I will have to tell you who I really am. I can see through walls. I can breathe under water. I am a fast typer.

I am Blogga Bulaga! A Mutant... And Proud!



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Korni... LOL! Watch the film, I didn't sleep inside the cinema which means the movie's great!

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No Littering Please



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Enjoy kami ni Misis nung tahakin namin ang Bulkang Pinatubo may dalawang Linggo na ang nakararaan. Isang hindi matatawarang karanasan ang makadaupang palad ang isang pagkaganda-gandang lawa sa taas ng bundok na siya ring bunganga ng mismong bulkan na nagdulot ng sobrang sakuna at pighati noong nakaraang siglo hindi lamang sa mga mamamayan ng Gitnang Luzon kung hindi pati na rin sa buong mundo. Sinasabing ang pagsabog ng bulkang Pinatubo ay isang napakalaking penomena na nagpabilis ng pagbutas sa Ozone Layer na siya namang may kinalaman sa malawakang pagbabago ng klima sa daigdig.

Hindi ako yosi-boy, tanging utot ko lamang ang aking kontribusyon sa lumalalang polusyon sa hangin. Kung magbabackread kayo, ang adbokasiya ko pa nga ay isang smoke-free na society. Hindi rin ako nagda-drive so wala akong kotseng nagpapadilim ng EDSA. Buti na lamang at wala akong pambili ng kotse.

Hindi ako sobrang panatikong malinis na malinis. Inaamin ko na nakakapagtapon ako ng basura sa kung saan-saan pero gaya nang aking asawa pinipilit ko na rin na gayahin ang ibang bansang may disiplina sa mga maliliit na basura tulad ng balat ng candy o wrapper ng kung anu mang pagkain sa pamamagitan ng pansumandaling paglalagay muna ng mga ito sa bulsa o sa bag bago itapon kapag may nakitang basurahan.

Sa akin lang may mga lugar na mas mataas ang libel ng "awareness" dapat natin pagdating sa pagkakalat at pagsasawalang-bahala ganitong gawain.

Isa sa mga nakita kong paalala nung pag-akyat namin sa Pinatubo ay ang karatulang ito:



Isang karapat-dapat na paalala sa isang lugar na birhen sa kadalisayan. Pero sa ka katunayan, hindi na dapat kailangan pang maglagay ng kagayang babala sa lugar na ito dahil sentido kumon naman na dapat lang na huwag magtapon ng basura nang basta-basta na lamang lalo na at makakasira ito sa sa natural na balanse ng kapaligiran.

Masakit mang isipin. Ito ay hindi ang karaniwang kalakaran.

Mas masakit isipin kung ang nakita mong nag-iwan ng dumi sa isang lugar na gaya ng lawa sa Pinatubo ay isang kasamahan sa pagsusulat sa internet. Kung paanong pinuri at inadhika na huwag sanang mawala ang ganda ng ngayon ay nananahimik na Pinatubo sa mga sinusulat ay siya namang bilis ng pagkalimot sa pansariling responsibilidad na maging ehemplo sa iba na nagnanais na marating rin ang lugar. Kung ganito-nang ganito, baka paglalaon ay mawalan ng magandang maisusulat tungkol sa lugar ang ibang blogger na duon ay pupunta dahil natambakan na ito ng basura.

Ako ba ay nanininisi? Hindi naman, nataymingan lang na may napindot ang aking pagka-nature lover. Tuwang tuwa pa nga kami ng aking butihing asawa na pulutin at ilagay sa likod ng aking bag ang mga botelyang iniwan o hindi sinasadyang naiwan sa lugar at sa landas palabas ng Pinatubo. Nakarami rin kami ni es-mi. Gaya nang nakalagay sa kanang gilid ng blog na ito, Prawd na Pinoy kami nung mga oras na iyon. Feel na feel namin ang pagiging one with nature namin hehe. HHWW pa nga kami ni misis habang naglalakad while cramping on the side.

Sana lang sa next time at ito ay habang meron pang next time, inumin na rin ang bote kung kakalimutan din lang. Joke pero seryoso.

Salamat...


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Sunday, June 12, 2011

MUNTING PAKULO 3 Mula sa Walang Humpay na Damuhan

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Ngayong nagkakaubusan na ng IP Address, aba ay hindi biro biro ang makatisod ng isang domain name na libreng magagamit sa loob ng tatlong taon. Lalong suwerte kung ito ay manggagaling sa isang Damuhan. Aba'y dyakpat!

Buong sigasig kong ipopost ito sapagkat sa pagpopost nito ay magkakaroon ako ng isang karagdagang "entry" sa munting pakulo ng ating kasamahang blogger from the grasslands sa pagdiriwang niya ng kanyang ikatlong taon sa blogosphere. Ang unang entry ay nakuha ko sa pamamagitan lang ng paglalagay ng comment sa kanyang original post patungkol dito sa pakulo na ito.

Kung ikaw ay blogger at nais mong makatisod ng datcom o kaya datnet o kaya datpi-eytsh o kaya kahit anong may dat, that blog is where you should go and at magkomento.

Eto ulet ang link : Pakulo sa Damuhan

Dos puntos para mi! :D

Congratulations ulet sa mga taga-Damuhan!

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May Nag-Text!!



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May Nag-Text!!??????

Hindi ito galing sa isang palabas sa telebisyon na hindi ko na lang babanggitin ang pangalan.

Galing ito sa butihing company nurse namin nang may matanggap silang teksto (text nga, slow!) mula sa isang empleyado. Kaagad na naging viral ang kwento uko sa nabanggit na text. Ang bilis kumalat eheheh. Hindi na binaggit pa kung sino ang nagpadala ng mensahe for privacy purposes nga naman. Pero talagang nakakapagpa-smile na merong empleyado na magpapadala ng ganitong message nung lumalakas ang bagyong Dodong.

Here goes:



Sa katotohanan, wala naman talagang masama sa ginawa ng ating kasamahan sa trabaho. Nagtatanong lang 'ika nga.

Mas nakakatuwa ang sagot nila sa nagtext...

"Ahhmmm.. Sino nga pala ulit class adviser mo?"

Hehehe! YUNA!

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Wednesday, June 8, 2011

'Going Shylock' with These Indonesians



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What happened to another blogger and her friend in Indonesia simply is outrageous! No outrageous is not enough of a term. KARUMALDUMAL!!! VERY UNACCEPTABLE!!! If you have not read, seen or heard it in the news yet, here is her blog post.

I wonder how many other Filipinos get to be treated that way in Indonesia? This branding and profiling is not something that we Filipinos should just let pass. We have to do something about this.

As if some of their countrymen have not done the same!?!?!?! Our immigration guys caught one just recently. Her name is Media Aprideri. Read the full story here. And here is another story about three Indonesian drug mules caught in our country.

I say, go and treat them the same way. For every Indonesian that goes in and out. Subject them the same respect that they've subjected our countrymen. I know this maybe harsh and maybe I am being inhumane just like their immigration guys who can't even speak good English, but my temper is boiling as of the moment.


Ahhhhhhhh!


I know, i know, we should be diplomatic and all but at times we have to act and think as Shylock did:

To bait fish withal: if it feed nothing else, it will feed my revenge. He hath disgraced me, and hindered me half a million, laughed at my losses, mocked at my gains, scorned my nation, thwarted my bargains, cooled my friends, heated mine enemies; and what's his reason? I am a Jew. Hath not a Jew eyes? hath not a Jew hands, organs, dimensions, senses, affections, passions? fed with the same food, hurt with the same weapons, subject to the same diseases, healed by the same means, warmed and cooled by the same winter and summer, as a Christian is? If you prick us, do we not bleed? if you tickle us, do we not laugh? if you poison us, do we not die? and if you wrong us, shall we not revenge? If we are like you in the rest, we will resemble you in that. If a Jew wrong a Christian, what is his humility? Revenge! If a Christian wrong a Jew, what should his sufferance be by Christian example? Why, revenge! The villainy you teach me I will execute, and it shall go hard but I will better the instruction.

One thing is for sure, our government must do everything possible to ensure that this kind of profiling does not happen ever again to another Filipino!

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REVELATOR ELEVATOR



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Isang hindi payat na babae ang kasabay kong pumasok sa entrada ng gusaling aking pinapasukan. Siya ay hangos na hangos na animo'y talagang nagmamadali. Sumimangot pa sa sekyu nang pakiusapn siyang buksan ang dala-dala niyang bag na may baliktarang letrang C ang logo. Sabay satsat, "Tsk!"

Tagaktak ang pawis na maya't maya niyang pinupunasan ng panyolito, kasabay ko rin siyang naghintay sa isa sa pinakaimportante at walang kupas na imbensyon ng ikalabingsiyam na siglo... The Elevatorrrrr.

Panay ang tingin ng kasabay kong babae sa kanyang relos. At sa kada taas ng kaliwa niyang braso upang tingnan ang oras may tumutunog na "Tsk!". Halatang late na ang naturang paksa ng talatang ito. Makailang beses pa siyang tumingin sa relos niya na nung nagtagal ay para nang ritmo ng relos ang kada "Tsk!" niya.

Muntik ko na siyang tanungin, "Miss, isa ka bang butiki?".

Buti nakapagpigil ako kung hindi ay baka natamasa ko na ang bagsik ng mamahaling bag sa aking mukha. "At least Chanel", isip-isip ko na napapangiti.

Kapag medyo minamalas-malas lang tong si Ate, nagkataon na alas-nueve rin ang labasan ng mga nagtatrabaho sa mga call center na meron sa ikalima hanggang sa may ikalabing dalawang palapag ng building. Naturalmente pa, sobrang tagal ng pagbaba ng elevator.

Di ko rin alam kung bakit ganoon. Sa tuwina na lang na out-of-the-office at uwian na itong mga empleyado sa nasabing mga kumpanya, kailangang huminto ng elevator sa kada palapag.

Me pagkakataon pa na huminto ang elevator sa isang palapag pero walang sumakay nung makitang me lamang tatlong tao sa loob. Ayaw pa ng may sakay na iba? malaking abala sa buhay ng iba ang mga damuho.

Lesson that they should learn: Ang taxi po ay pahalang ang takbo at hindi akyat-manaog sa buildings.

Balik tayo kay Ate. Eto nga at inip na inip na siya. At sa wakas nagsalita rin siya nang salitang tao bagaman at may lizard slang pa rin sa hulihan. Gigil na gigil na si Ate.

(basahin mo ito na nanggigigil at malalaman mo ang itsura niya)

"Uhhhhhh ano baaaahhhh? Ang tagal namaaannnnn!!!" sabay "Tsk!"

May papikit-pikit pa ng mata. Naging kapansin-pansin na rin sa ibang naghihintay ang pagiging kakaiba ng pasensya ni Ate. Lahat nakatungo pero kita mong madalas pumapasyal ang mga mata sa nagdadabog na paa ni ate. Hindi ko alam kung kagaya ko silang mga tsismoso rin o nag-iingat lang sila at baka maapakan ng parang sibat na takong na suot nito.

At sa wakas matapos ang siguro ay may limang minuto naming paghihintay... "DING!"

Bumukas ang tarangkahan ng elevator na magdadala sa amin palapit sa langit. Maingay. Mukhang mga bagong gradweyt ang mga sakay. Inglisan nang inglisan.

Si Ate di na talaga makahintay, nagsimulang umabante. HARANG!!!

Wala siyang nagawa umurong ng konti. At pilang parang langgam na lumabas ang mga batang isip na ang akala sa elevator ay playground. Siksikan na nga nagtutulakan pa.

May isa pang palabas pero sugod na si Ate pagpasok at pumindot ng numero. Sumunod na rin lahat pagkatapos niya. Ako pinindot ko ang 13. Oo, sa malas na floor ako kumukuha ng suwerte.


Tsismosong mga mouse...


Sumarado ang pinto. Pero wala pang 3 segundo may tumunog na "DING!!!". Nakulili ang tenga ko.

"2nd floor pa lang ah...", sabi ng isip ko. Nagsalubong kilay at tiningnan ang mga kasabay.

Nak nang putahe! Si Ate!!!

Nagmarakulyo ang utak ko. Second Floor lang pala kung makagawa ng scandal sa baba!!! Sampung baitang lang meron ang hagdan manang!!!

May bumulong na kasabay sa elevator, "Kaya ka tumataba... Tamad!"

Haaaaay piece of mind...

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Sunday, June 5, 2011

May SLR Ka Nga, Umuulan Naman

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Taas ang kamay ng Guilty!!!

Malayo-layong lakaran ang nakaumang sa amin nang araw ng Sabado. Nilinis ang mga lente at pati ang body. Sinigurong nakahanda ang tripod. Napagpasyahan na ang dadalahin ay isang 70 - 300mm na zoom lens pang-ispat ng malalayo at mga hubo (FYI may mga katutubo sa pupuntahan kaya hubo, wag bosero ang isip) at ang makamandag na kit lens, the everlasting 18 - 55mm. At sa wakas magagamit ko na rin ang bagong biling generic na filter para maging mas ma-asul ang langit.

kaya lang, Nyemas! Hindi nakisama si mother of all mothers!

Makulimlim na kalangitan ang sumalubong sa amin. Nagkasya na lang na kuhaan ang naglalakihang 4x4 na sunod-sunod na na pumainlanlang sa hangin ang ingay ng mga makina.

May mga nadaanan kaming katutubong Aeta naglalakad mula sa hindi namin alam. Bigla na lang silang sumusulpot.

"San kaya sila nanggagaling?" tanong ng isang kalbong noon ko lang nakilala. Wala namang kabahayan sa lugar kaya kahit ako eh napaisip. Buti na lang me nagpaliwanag, sa ministop raw. Natawa kami lahat dito.

Walanghiya, ano nga kaya at me makita kaming Ministop sa gitna nang dating daluyan ng nag-aalimpuyong lahar? (Malamang alam nyo na kung saan ang aming destinasyon?)

Gaya nang aking nakagawian sa tuwinang napapapunta ako sa malalayong lugar at nakakita ng mga lokal na katutubong pinoy man o hindi, kinawayan ko ang mga Aeta sa aktong pang Ms Universe. At gaya rin ng inaasahan, kumaway rin sila na puno ng ngiti sa mga mata. Ganyan lahat ng mga tao sa napupuntahan kong lugar Pilipinas. Sarap talaga ng ngiti ng kapwa Pilipino.

Sayang di ko sila napiktyuran. Mabilis ang takbo ng sasakyan sa rough road na daan. Malaking ilog ba naman na galing sa bulkan. Hirap magfocus ang autofocus. Ilang beses ding nabunggo ang aking siko sa kanto ng nakahugpong na bakal.

Aaaahhhhhhhrgggggg!!! Walang kwenta.

At maya-maya pa, may tumama sa bandang kanang braso ko. Isa pa, isa pa, isa pa! pati sa mukha! Ratatatatatat! Ambus!

"Dapa!!!!", ang sigaw ng kasamahan ko na may dala ring baril (SLR baliw! di ako marahas!).

"Nakupo nayari na!"

Dakli kong inabot ang camera sa aking asawa na siyang malapit sa aking bag. Walang asul na langit na maasahan. Baka masira pa ang dalang kagamitan. Not worth risking lives. Walang pambili ng bagong SLR. Di pa bayad. Kasalukuyang pinatutubuan pa ni CiudadBanco.

Ganito ang panahon habang patuloy naming tinahak ang aming destinasyon. Hindi pa rin tumila ang ulan kahit sa trek portion na nang paglalakbay. Uulan, hihina nang ga-ambon. Hindi pa rin namin mailabas si butihing SLR.

Ang bigat ng damuhong gadyet, di naman magamit.

Sa kanan at kaliwa namin, nang-iinggit ang iba naming kasamahan. Buti pa ang point and shoot nila, pang - "come hell or high water, more picture much better!!!"

Me nang-asar pa, ano ngayon mga shooters? Barilan tayo!!! Haaysss! Sarap pukpukin ng traypod ng gago! Ngingiti pa na nakakaloko. :D

Buti na lang nung malapit na kami sa isa sa pinakamagagandang lugar sa Pilipinas, tumila at sumilay ang haring araw. Nagka-sunburn pa nga ako sa paliligo sa sa napakalamig at ma-asul na lawa. Pati ang langit nakisama, hinawi ang alapaap.

Kaya gaya nang inaasahan sa ganitong panahon. Patay ang naglason. Jumampshat ang mga mahihilig. Isinimpat ko ang aking mashinggan. Patay sila lahat. Pati ang point and shooters. Willing victims... Death by friendly fire.

Sarap! Wala lang sanang presyuran sa pag-upload at pag-tag ha. ;p

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