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Inday’s got a guest?

AMO: Inday! may namamalimos sa gate, pa alisin mo nga…

INDAY: Right away ma’am..
“Hey you! putrid-smelling beggar w/ the diverse ambiance of scented junkfat assails everbodys nostrils poison everyones fresh and carbon free lungs, LEAVE THIS PLACE NOW!!!

BEGGAR: Pardon me, but who do you think you are? You pathetic trying hard nanny! How could you, a social climber FAG & a very low grade mammal, under estimate a high-class beggar like me? Now… BACK OFF!

INDAY: Ma’am, my bisita po kau…

Source: Clyde over YM :))

Net Neutrality

I’m not sure if you guys ever heard of Net Neutrality?  This is a current development seemingly threatening the Internet.  A debate is going on whether or not Internet access be limited to those who can “afford”.   As we all know, the Internet at this time is a free way of information accessible to everyone.  Rich or poor, sane or not, everyone has equal access.  Some politicians in the US are passing a bill to give the big phone and cable companies the power to pick and choose what you will be able to see and do on the Internet.  Those who  are currently controlling Internet access would like to build a two-tiered system to block the access of those who cannot afford.

Though I am not fully convinced that they could ever control the Internet fast lane, this just brings a concern for all of us who consider Internet to be an avenue of expression, data gathering and communication.  I just felt that these politicians are merely looking for some meaty reason to rip people of money when taxes are just ain’t enough to fill their pockets.

Oh My Garden

I’ve been working on the side and front yard for quite some time now. I wanted our place to look more “homey” so I added some elements that I had back in my Davao home: Plants and Flowers. Thanks to the influence of my dad (and mom too) who has a flaming passion for plants :D and thanks to my hub who just bought a Kodak DSLR cam and was more than happy to take these photos below for me to share with everybody. The entire garden is still a work in progress, so I’ll show close ups of what I have so far, for now.

Pic #1. I’m not sure what this orchid is called (Daddy, help!) But I named her “Sunny Tiger Lily”. It’s planted on the right side of the house just across the window. So I have a flowery view whenever I sit down to work in my mini-office.

Pic #2. This is the first fruit of second tomato plant. This is as big as a spoon head now, and it’s far from being ripe yet. You can just imagine how yummy this tomato would be when it’s fully ripe and ready to join the salad army.

Pic #3. This is my wall climber. Believe it or not, this pretty thing grew right outside of our bedroom wall. It was raining pretty hard the past days so I didn’t discover this climber until this morning when I took Ea for a sunshine bask. I might transfer this on a hanging pot.

Pic #4. My malunggay up in the sky. (This is just as tall as Jeedo actually. He bent over backwards, literally, to take the pic). Our neighbor threw us a healthy branch when they cut off their malunggay. Whether it was out of kindness or they had our backyard catch their rubbish, I was thankful just the same.

Glad to help?

A travel agent looked up from his desk to see an old lady and an old gentleman peering in the shop window at the posters showing the glamorous destinations around the world. The agent had experienced a good week and the dejected couple looking in the window gave him a rare feeling of generosity. He called them into his office and said, “I know that on your pension you could never hope to have a holiday, so I am sending you off to a fabulous resort at my expense, and I won’t take no for an answer.” He took them inside and asked his secretary to write two flight tickets and book a room in a five-star hotel. They, as can be expected, gladly accepted, and were off! About a month later, the little old lady came in to his shop. “And how did you like your holiday?” he asked eagerly. “The flight was exciting and the room was lovely,” she said. “I’m here to thank you, but one thing puzzled me. Who was that old guy I had to share the room with?”

The Uninvited Guest

A Montana cowboy was overseeing his herd in a remote mountainous pasture when suddenly a brand-new BMW advanced out of a dust cloud toward him. The driver, a young man in a Brioni suit, Gucci shoes, Ray Ban sunglasses and YSL tie, leans out the window and asks the cowboy, “If I tell you exactly how many cows and calves you have in your herd, will you give me a calf?” The cowboy looks at the man, obviously a yuppie, then looks at his peacefully grazing herd and calmly answers, “Sure, Why not?” The yuppie parks his car, whips out his Dell notebook computer, connects it to his Cingular RAZR V3 cell phone, and surfs to a NASA page on the Internet, where he calls up a GPS satellite navigation system to get an exact fix on his location which he then feeds to another NASA satellite that scans the area in an ultra-high-resolution photo. The young man then opens the digital photo in Adobe Photoshop and exports it to an image processing facility in Hamburg, Germany. Within seconds, he receives an e-mail on his Palm Pilot that the image has been processed and the data stored. He then accesses a MS-SQL database through an ODBC connected Excel spreadsheet with e-mail on his Blackberry and, after a few minutes, receives a response. Finally, he prints out a full-color, 150-page report on his hi-tech, miniaturized HP LaserJet printer and finally turns to the cowboy and says, “You have exactly 1,586 cows and calves.” “That’s right. Well, I guess you can take one of my calves,” says the cowboy. He watches the young man select one of the animals and looks on amused as the young man stuffs it into the trunk of his car. Then the cowboy says to the young man, “Hey, if I can tell you exactly what your business is, will you give me back my calf?” The young man thinks about it for a second and then says, “Okay, why not?” “You’re a Congressman in the U.S. government,” says the cowboy. “Wow, that’s correct,” says the yuppie. “But how did you guess that?” “No guessing required,” answered the cowboy. “You showed up here even though nobody called you, you want to get paid for an answer I already knew, to a question I never asked. You tried to show me how much smarter than me you are, and you don’t know a thing about cows. This is a herd of sheep. Now give me back my dog.”