Latest Rants or Ramblings?

Right on! Well who else will dump their junk on my computer other than the first blogger suspect that I had in mind. Yeah the same person that had my computer infected with virus. She is actually notorious! Mind 'ya she's got too many friends here in the blogosphere. Is she in jail? That's too bad. OMG! Aahahha.

Now you know why too many wants to be in jail nowadays. WHY? They were first priority being given the workload!

Yeah people we are back in the NAZI Camp I think.

You have to be a cellmate to keep on WORKING. What a life!

While us the very significant people who are more QUALIFIED were out of job. Something to think about. You know this reminds me of those who were imprisoned in the jailhouse in Philippines.

I was in High School in that period of time and near our school is the MP Station. MP= Military Police. In that Military Police Detention there are at least 50 prisoners there inside who were charged with minor offenses like AWOL, those who were charged of rebellion like caught in demo-rally against the government, robbery, brawls, etc. The gate to that detention has an upper steel bars, barbed wires along the top concrete walls and those prisoners can able to look outside. The gate is facing the road where me and my classmates used to passed by going in and out of school. We're allowed to pass that area besides we have the ID's and also those prisoners are not really dangerous. My friends are just fearless maybe because of what our parents instilled in us. We are PROTECTED from any aggression. That I have to be thankful of. Also there are too many MP guards in and out of the area. Know what? These prisoners are taught how to make a living while inside the prison. Sometimes they will call us at the gate if we want to buy some of their handicrafts.

"Sige na neng, bilhin mo na ang ginawa naming crafts dito. Kailangan namin ng pangyosi" sabi nung isang prisonero.

Shocking! Ngek! No way. Ano kami uto-uto! We keep on moving and just passed the area without saying a word. Even they keep on haggling for their crafts.

However we stopped by when there is a court session also beside the detention site. The court room has jaloussy windows that are open for public viewing. My classmates and I used to peeped in through the windows to the delight of the judge and lawyers. We listened for about a minute or two just to listen or curious to know what's happening at the court room. When the debate gets warmed up like some kind of "slapstick" going back and forth between the defendant and the prosecutor we stayed for a while while we eat hot fishballs with dripping spicy sauce.

Reaction Contra Reactions

I still remember what my son said, "NOBODY WILL EVER BUY YOUR STORY, MOM!" I heard it every time I joke about making a BOOK.

YOU ARE NOT POPULAR! NO ONE KNOWS YOU."

Well, I'm back to blogging. I can rant here all day.

Maybe people would rather like rants and ramblings. Those without purpose rambling nonsense. That's what is IN and in DEMAND.

When the price is high the demand is LOW. When the demand is LOW the price is HIGH. That's basic ECONOMICS.

Let say I am not writing. I AM SHARING. Today's generation people are always delighted about FREEBIES. Nothing will happen to our economy if its like that. Besides the employment today is based on VOLUNTEERING. Jobs without pay. That's why CHARITIES are all over our ying yangs.


Writing is a professional job for so many writers willing to starve until the payload happened sometime when? If you have a day job just stick with it. Writing a book is really intended as a hobby for the rich people afflicted with the writing bug. For me? Poor me waaaaaaaahhhh! Writing is a craft and cheese whiz by kraft! hehe Kung puede lang makalusot. Kayo talaga.


Fifteen minutes of fame? Are you kidding me? I'm here at the very beginning of time. My name says it all. I have the DNA and the reverse messenger RNA. Do you have one?

In the navy...Old NAVY. Brought to you by OLD NAVY & Sirius.

DONATIONS Donations for my kids schooling! Donate it at my Kid's Alma Mater. Now you think that's a joke eh?

The Days Of Our Lives...Reminiscing

Sometimes...you'll know who really are reading your blogs by reading other people's blogs. Other hint? They will mention indirectly what you missed or error that you committed in either grammar or theme composition.

Somehow those errors were done on purpose. I don't know about others how they perceive. I have my own baits. Fishing? Yeah sort of. At least not phishing.

Two unbelievable stories yesterday. I can't believe it. Other people have a hard time believing it too. Anyway, we knew that Farrah Fawcett had anal cancer (?) and if the cancer is already on its last phase and she's terminally ill we cannot do anything about her. Not even her own doctors can save her life. On the other hand, the King of Pop died of heart attack or let's say cardiac arrest according to the news on TV. It only showed one thing: Human beings died because they run out of breath. The heart stops beating! THE HEART STOPS BEATING! That's the legal analysis or diagnosis when somebody died. No pulse. Flatline -----------------------

Only then when there are rhythmic waves ^v^v^v^v^v you'll know that person is alive.

IF the stories are correct that they demised, died, legally expired..out of breath then my heart felt condolences to the family of Farrah and Michael Jackson. But, are you sure that it was Michael Jackson who died? He of all people on Earth, very popular star of the 21st century (just like Elvis Presley) has too many impersonators!!

Okay let me accept that they are dead! I like Farrah when she was a star in Charlie's Angels. I love watching her TV shows when I was young. But I started to dislike her when she divorced Lee Majors who is my favorite " Bionic Man."

How I remember Michael Jackson? I love all the songs of Michael Jackson. Discotheque never been so good without the King of Pop songs such as Thriller, Billy Jean, and other rock with you songs. Also Billy Jean song's the one I used to play on our tape recorder while babysitting my niece Cathie. That time she was barely one year old. We both danced to the tune and beat of his pop-rock songs having it in full volume that can make the neighbors scream like hell. That even commuter bus have Michael Jackson's music in the air coupled with strobe lights and disco paraphernalia inside the bus. Imagine that! Those were the days!

Annual Rings Figure Them Out

One thing that can hinder a writer's concentration with storyline is the kind of situation wherein somebody out there is trying to stop your way of thinking. Call that manipulation or "clear cutting of idea." Something new?

Maybe, maybe not. Clear cutting of idea not the clear cutting of trees in the forest.

I have two pictures in this blog entry which is a part of a tree. Can you recognize what kind of tree this piece of log came from? How about how old is this log or piece of wood?

The only way you can probably knew the age of the tree is by counting the rings of the trunk of this wood. The rings are called annual rings, each ring means one year of its life is used for its growth. If you can identify the dark spots and light spots of the wood it will show those years of its life when the wood is darker the rainfall on that period of time is more than what is consumed and light spots of the annual rings meant that less rain and drought is experienced on that environment and period of time where and when that tree is harvested.

This small piece of log is in the forest close to a swamp, and a lake. The lighter color of its annual rings didn't show much darker spot in it. That means this tree didn't receive much water. How could that be? The answer would be > in the forest where millions of trees surround each other, young trees are protected from dripping water from above, or from the sky. Giant trees , or bigger trees keep them covered thereby the smaller trees doesn't get the water for them to thrive best. Can you figure that out now?

Andrew Douglass, an astronomer who discovered and expanded the knowledge for the so called TREE RING RESEARCH at University of Arizona. Thanks to him that Dendrochronology is one of the most important valuable study of tree and science of time. It is through his scientific research that through the study of the oldest tree they were able to pinpoint the order of time and what happened in those years. KInd of chronologically enhancing the kind of environment during those period of time when testaments, old books, chronicles, and other medium of history are not enough.

What Andrew and other scientist have discovered only every eleven years the dark spots seemed to be active. They called this active years as the SUNSPOTS.


Note: The Tree Ring Reserach is best represented artistically and enigmatically in the movie of Jet Li's HERO wherein he is in search for the "missing link" in the ancient library. He was seen holding the sword sideways and on top of the sword is a cup of water. I found that scene very informative. Very interesting! Encore!

Out Of Desperation

Sa tutuo lang mas gusto ko parin na tumira sa Philippines quesa dito sa Canada. Ewan ko ba. Hindi ko talaga mafeel na ito ang home ko. I don't know what it is. I've been here for more than 10 years kahit anong brainwashing ang gawin nila just to keep me grounded here eh talaga namang never kong ipagpalit ang homeland ko. Mas maganda parin talaga ang bansang Pilipinas kahit mahirap ang buhay doon, kahit laging mainit at laging may bagyo. Pero siguro ako na di gaanong babagyo dyan pag nandyan ako dahil I will change the climate. Ako pa! Maganda ang weather dito dahil nandito ako. pero pag nainis ako ewan ko lang sa kanila kung saan sila pulutin. Hahabulin nila ang bubong nila sa lakas ng hangin.

Nuong una nagtataka ako bakit kaya yung mga Pilipino na ang tagal tagal na sa Amerika at Canada ay ganun din ang pag iisip. I mean di rin sila makatagal sa ibang bansa. Lagi nilang hinahanap-hanap ang buhay sa bansang Pinas. Paano iba kasi. Iba ang feelings mo pag nasa ibang bansa ka. Para kang ibon na nasa cage. Ewan ko yung iba sanay na siguro sila. Sanay na yung ibang bata na dito na lumaki at nakagisnan nila dito or siguro di sila sikat doon at dito lang sila sumikat. Ganun daw yun. Whatever! Or dahil marami silang kaaway doon at mas matiwasay ang kalagayan ng buhay nila dito.

Ako naman hindi sa dahil lagi ako sa loob ng bahay at di ako gaanong nakakalabas eh ganito ang timpla ng pag- iisip ko. Alam mo kasi ako mas gusto kong makakita ng building. Yung mga skyscrapers, mga building na dikit-dikit at maraming bahay at may mga taong naglalakad sa kalsada. Yung maraming tao sa loob ng mall. Sanay ako sa gulo ng Makati at Manila. Sanay ako sa ultra modern life. Sanay ako na makakita ng matataas at malalking building sa Hongkong at mabilis na andar ng mga bus, kotse at MTR. Mas maganda pa talaga ang HK at Pinas. Kaya kung may balak kayong tumira dito sa C ay mag isip- isip muna kayo. Sampalin nyo muna ang mukha nyo kung kayo ba ay binabangungot.

Eh nasan ba ako? Feel ko nasa probinsya ako. Mas masahol pa sa probinsya. Nag aral ba ako para lang tumira sa probinsya? Mas gusto ko pang maging maid sa Hongkong. At least class! Ako ang mayordoma. Mas mahal ang mga damit ko at sapatos pati na handbags. Dito? Pulos ewan. Wag na nga akong magmalaki. Pero ewan ko ba. Payo naman sa akin ng mga tao dito ay mag drive ka para makita mo ang mga dapat mong makita. Wala ngang makikita kundi bundok, puno, lake, dagat, batuhan, logs, boats, at mga bulaklak. Anyway there is too much OXYGEN here you know. Sobra! kahit patay na yung iba eh pag dumating dito mga buhay sila. Kaya siguro maple ang symbol ng flag nila. OmyGawd!

Boring at boring ang buhay dito. Kaya maraming suicidal. Ewan ko kung kelan ako magsusuicide sa sobrang boring ng buhay dito. Kung puede lang sumigaw na IDEPORT NYO NA AKO. Ahahahha.

The Pride Of The Malay Race

DR. JOSE PROTACIO RIZAL - The Philippine's National Hero was born in Calamba, Laguna on June 19, 1861.

Today is his 148th birthday if he is alive. Unfortunately no one lives up to that age. No one lives over 120. Besides he was executed on December 30, 1896 in Luneta before sunrise. Because the Spanish government thought his famous novels: Noli Me Tangere and El Felibusterismo were the source of rebellion against Spain.

Dr. Jose Rizal, the genius of his time died at a very early age. His dream of leading the youth to educate themselves thereby they can uplift everyone out of poverty and racism.

Racism is always the root of all evil in this world. It's up to us how we can make good use of it and take it as an advantage to our own purpose.

Mysterious Flowers: Flowers That Bow & Sparks : 5 Stage (s ) of Life

Don't blame me for taking many pictures of this one of a kind flora. A very interesting variety of pasque flower. Even the name of this specie is unique. I was making fun of this plant before imagining it as a "talking flower." Then when I retrieved the name from my botany book I could only delight in laughter. PULSATILLA VULGARIS. Syn. Anemone pulsatilla. It glares at you and then it bows. Sometimes it seems like it is very shy and cringe like a bell. This exquisite flora need lime and chalk on the soil to thrive best. The stems are hairy and so as the fine leaves. It has special tuffets that are finely divided. The tuffets spread like fine silk thread and looks like small fireworks in denominations.

*Derived from Dad's Garden

In recent years photographs that were blurred or blurry are pictures without sense. The photographer doesn't know how to use the camera. The photographer cannot focus the lens in the right angle in the subject. The kind of light that the photographer has to use doesn't really affect the image correctly. In other words when the images are blurry there is absence of light or there are other ill-effects that made the images result to what is not pleasing images. When its blurred it means it's "rejected!" It's blurred, what to see?

NOW the total nonsense images are back. Some photographers want to point out that blurred images have a way to inform and express the artists' vision of their art in its entirety. Meaning that's how they express ambiguity. They see ART in imperfection. It makes the commodity cheap thereby everyone can buy them. Why not? At least almost everyone is buying that art form instead of having them taken for FREE or fear of being stolen.

Although blurry vision of images not because you are half blind or legally blind or just you need contact lens or eye glasses prescribed by your optometrist, it is the artist's version of seeing ART in her way of projecting the images. Capturing what is vital to the artist's sense of perception. Every artist has to be distinctive and original. The catch is : The artist have to explain why the pictures are blurred! The explanation is spent on almost half hour trying to persuade the reader that what she did is really convincing. One may find art in something like garbage or rubbish, clutter pieces of retazo or torn clothes, dried leaves, broken fences, dilapidated roads and muddy river, dirty construction sites, houses full of crap, old familiar places that you don't wanna look at because it's detrimental to your thinking...those are art to some individuals who may take time to snap pictures which is relevant to her or his own prognosis whatever that means. Sometimes it becomes the trademark of the artist.

For me I want something bright and beautiful, something wise and wonderful, something in order alignment like the universe. Isn't that what GOD likes? You started putting everything in dis-array or misplaced everything up there, scatter all the asteroids and dis-aligned all the planets in the solar system and put them where it should not be...what do you think will happen?

It's just like finding a piece of bolt and once you misplace that part of the machine, you think it will cause the machine to move?

Then another blogger tried and each every way to convince me that she doesn't take much hype in typing words but she focused on having a video which is time consuming too. Although what are we here for anyways? Internet highway has offered each and everyone of us to be a blogger and a reader. if you don't like what you are seeing go to another blog. CLICK and CLICK until there is one blogger that you really like to read.

Every Sport Has Its New Light And Pain

After fixing and painting the boat the Father and Son went to the golf course to practice at the driving range while I prepared a special meal for us. I made sure that this time they will like the food that I preferred not the same kind of food they usually eat you know the kind of food they usually complained as being "doctored."

What food is doctored? I will give you some examples: curry, pinakbet, ginisa or sauteed food or viand that has too many spices and seasoning. What is not doctored are the viand that requires only salt and pepper. Then now
you can only count how many food are being doctored or not.

It seems that golfing requires so much energy and pampering that he is in such a great mood to go to the golf club. I love him to do what he loves anyway. Golfing is the sports that my son prefers and favor. Aside of course, he likes baseball too. Soccer is a thing of the past for him.

He used to tell me that there are times he met herds of deer in the horizon, ducklings and mallards on the big pond. Chirping of hundred species of birds. The robins are way too common to see out there, flying and walking on the bright green grass. The pond is adorned with lotus floating freely on the water. Blankets of wild daisies are a delightful to see. Blue-purple irises at the edges, and lots of water hemlock at the bank of the pond. Years ago he was able to see couple of wild rabbits jumping, hopping up and down along the bushes. I told him once I see them when I get there I will catch them and bring them home to nurture as pets. Or if there's a raccoon with its pointy stripes tail... then I will capture it with my bare hands. Then they looked at me like saying, "In your dream Mom."

It was past 5 pm realizing the marinated beef and shish kebabs are waiting for me to have them grill on our BBQ. Tossed green salad with the usual sauce and dressing of our choice, grilled potato wedges, potato salad, steamed rice and the hearty dinner is made.

Before the night falls, my son complained about his back. A sprain? The upper part of his spine is in pain. It must be the "facet joint." It turned out he had the "golfer's neck pain injury" which is common complaint from golfers. $25.00 for a less than a hour's appointment with the chiropractor. That's the fee for younger patient. Older patient pays $35. 00 for an hour's appointment.

What Happened Yesterday?

Happenings Yesterday are somewhat inevitable. But that's okay. I need new topic aside from those boring redundant stories I heard, listened to and read from the many blogwriters...including myself. No laughing matter dearly beloved readers of my blog. Don't you think some of us have the same or almost the same topic in the blog world? Admit it. Denial is such a nasty habit.

Divergent thinking is used most of the time if not every minute it's almost every hour.

When one sneezes another one gets it and it spreads automatically. It's like germs when you catch the microscopic remnants then you are infected and you started giving them away to your next victim...unknowingly.

Yesterday as I was out there cleaning the garbage container I happened to step on few brownish-gray feathers. How the hell there are such feathers on the grass at our lawn? It turned out the outdoor cats belonging to the neighbour devoured the bird as mightily as they found the birdie so delicious and yummy. Ha! Glad that they didn't eat the bunch of feathers or else what you think will happen? I don't think the felines will able to soak the feathers in their mouth down to their stomach. They can eat the tiny bones of that poor bird but the feathers? They will get stuck through their throats and presto not only they will have an asthma attack but also wont be able to breath. Anyway I took my digital camera from upstairs and hurriedly took a picture of the feathers before the wind blew them away.

What kind of bird is that? Maybe a robin? It cannot be a blue jay because it has a different color.

I once owned two beautiful tiny birds. They are called love birds or chikadees. I love having them as a pet but they are very noisy. Besides that time that we have it, our house is too small and having them in the living room is next to impossible. They have awful smell even if how many times you clean their mess. I gave them away only to be given them to another would be pet master. For reason that they also cannot match up with its noise. Unbearable listening to its bird tweeting even at the wee hours at night and early morning. From dusk 'til dawn.

Then here comes a complaint from people who would rather concentrate on their own game plan. Your plan is not my plan sorry to disobey besides I don't even know you.

Do I have to bite (byte) you? For what? Eh, do you have lots of bones? For soup? I mean love to give you to the doggie. Ahahhaa. Just kidding. You're a sugar so maybe I'll have you for my ginger snaps.

I did have some baked goodies from pound cake to ginger snaps. GiNGER Snaps Ingredients such as:
3/4 cup margarine which I opter for butter instead, 1 cup sugar, 1 fresh egg, 1/4 cup molasses ( I used maple syrup), 2 cups of flour, 1 tbsp ground ginger, 1 tsp baking soda, 1 tsp cinnamon, 1/2 tsp salt, 1/2 cup sugar decoration. take the usual procedure of mixing and stirring the ingredients. Once they're all mixed and blended then make a one inch size ball from the dough and then when you're done rolling it roundly the shape of a ball, flatten each ball and have them on the flat baking sheet ( aluminum or stainless) that you have. If you have one. It takes only few minutes to have it baked to goodness. Maybe in a matter of 20-25 minutes on 250 degrees centigrade inside the oven of course. I followed the procedure based from what I read and it has yield wrongly. I followed my own path (procedure) and yield better.

Amazingly my ginger snaps tasted soooooooo deliciously yummy. I will probably bake another batch just for the fun-thrill and enjoyment of tasting, eating the food that I love.

Competition At The Kitchen

It was at about 4pm when I decided it's time to cook. The chicken inside the fridge is waiting. I had it defrosted or thawed since the other day and I though this could be the best time to roast it. We'll have roast chicken, steamed potatoes, gravy, fresh broccolli and rice. Rice is optional but knowing my little girl wont be able to eat without rice on the table.

While pondering on another option. Whether I have to have chicken or beef instead, my oldest son was rushing upstairs looking for something. When asked he mentioned something about "token." What is that he is saying? Then he showed me his gold necklace probably 24 K given by his Dad. He likes it. Who wont love gold? Gold is the most expensive, precious metal in the world.
Then he hurriedly went for a tee off in the golf course of his dream.


While I was busy at the kitchen here comes my son who would like to bake a cake. I told him later. He will have the right chance to do his stuff when everything is cleared at the table and at the kitchen. To tell you the truth when I'm preparing meal I want the kitchen to myself. I hate clutter. I want all the ingredients too in order and everything should be in the cupboard when I need it.

I advised him not to go on with his prep because first of all he needs the recipe. I want him to show me his cake's recipe so that I could help him bake it. He told me that he knew what he is doing because he did some baking at the school so there's no need for a recipe on hand. Then I said to wait for his Daddy to come home because he will need the ingredients for his desired cake. He wants to bake a chocolate cake and we don't have any piece of chocolate bar or powder for his plan. I think he doesn't hear me that he continued with his work. He grabbed the stainless bowl at the cupboard, the whisk, 2 eggs from the fridge, and the flour from the jar. Then he reached for the sugar in the jar only to be dismayed that it's empty. That's what I'm saying, he needs to wait for his father to bring the sugar and all the ingredients that I need for my pound cake. Then he mumbled as if I am the worst mother of all.

Anyway he proceeded with what he is doing. He didn't wait for anything that I ordered from his Daddy. He improvised. He used the Carnation cocoa powder with marshmallows, maple syrup, and used some other ingredients that would make it pleasing and appropriate for his kind of cake. He poured the mixed ingredients on the 2 small aluminum loaf pans evenly greased with melted butter and have them in the oven. Good that the chicken is almost ready for dinner. Took the roasted chicken out and placed it on the counter.

Somehow I feel uneasy or I feel embarrassed too when I distrust him for what he is doing. You know sometimes what culminate in my mind that he is too young for such kind of kitchen work. For I'm always been the one in charged at the kitchen for doing all the work such as cooking, baking, cleaning, dish washing, including minor errands like throwing the garbage, etc. You wont believe that I haven't graduated yet with those kind of work. I've been the "mess kit" since I was 5 years old. It's a job that was entrusted to me by my family. Shocking!? Kidding? Dish washing is a part of my childhood. I love water! I love the soap and the bubbles.

So knowing that my son can bake maybe he can compete with his Daddy. My husband's the baker at home so...I'm not really good at baking. My son's chocolate Brownie cake turned out just perfect! I had a small slice of that cake and had fresh brewed coffee after supper. My son is very resourceful and he has proven that once again. I need not compete then. I was about to have a piece of the cake once more and he stopped me saying his classmate, a girl will bring some candies and frosting(icing sugar) to put it on top of the cake.

Cherry or strawberry on top?

The Upbeat Personality

I couldn't resist another blogger's blog down the unwritten path. I mean the rest is still unwritten. Why he would compete with Natasha Bedingfield? I myself is wondering why oh why I was almost taken for a ride on his long interpretation of a story. The story almost classic as "Gone With The Wind." His forte is more on something romantic, hopeless romantic I think. I'm not sure romance is not my expertise. I am the obnoxious type kinda writer. I'm a writer because I do write. If it doesn't have the rhythm that you expect? It's not really my problem. Sigh.

So here I am reading his taboo novelettes only to feel being betrayed. Asking myself isn't that a "part" bits and pieces few scenes from Tom Hank's movies? Oh gheez that guy has a way to persuade us. Us because some of those who made comments are still expecting for the continuation of his story being interpreted in such a "giddy upbeat way."But that guy is surely a good narrator or his interpretations glide like a silver pen on a smooth silky stationeries. He is remarkable. He writes with passion and with much emotions and conviction. You wont know really if the writer is a male or female. Commonly when a person writes with pompous emotions and attachment to the medium in our mind we tend to consider the writer as female. When a writer is showing more streaks of stubborness and masculinity we tend to realize the writer is male. Nowadays, it would be difficult for the rest of us to pinpoint gender in writing.

Writing has no gender but it has a heart!

Hello peeps! Why don't you just watch the movie. Where are you people? Don't you have DVD or where is your cinema located at? ( Laughing at his way too many fans) Inggit ako ah. Maybe I will pretend I'm a bachelor. Single, white, handsome guy and with a stable job. You know the kind of qualifications that women will swarm to like an ox being feasted on by hot flies. Yikkess! OMG! Jokers.

Or post an AD that says: Wanted BF who owns a mansion, yacht, car, van, rv, seadoo, snowmobile. You have to be not so dark, handsome, tall, and rich. Those with B.O. doesn't need to apply.

Of course that last AD is just a joke. I am not in search or not even looking. All I know is READING. WRITING? It 's just that I'VE GOT NOTHING TO DO but look & stare at the light house ^



Great is not so hot and sunny today. Summer breeze makes me feel fine. I finally have my niece copied and recorded pictures I snapped shot at the camp. I tried to download here in my computer but failed. No images can be seen on the screen. That's the reason why I had her downloaded the pictures in their PC.

I'd like to think that the Sandisk memory card that I bought from the store has somekind of feature that wont work on our own computer like the "small print codes" in it. Or do I have to believe what the sales clerk said that my camera is already old and it might not function correctly . FGS! My Canon digital camera is only 2 years old. Is that old? I do hate when my computer acts weirdly enough for me to wreck it so that we'll buy a new one. Wishful thinking of some sort? Or just too many hackers in the networld that keep bugging our computer so that we'll end up buying a new computer or might as well have a new connection.

Two days ago we recieved an offer from a new internet network company. The offer is almost hard for us to say no, can't deny it because it's cheaper than what we are paying. Two months internet connection is free and monthly fee is only $19.99/month compared to $25.00 + that we are formely paying every month. The question of whether we have to renew connection would mean a lot of hassles once again. The waiting period and what if the connection is actually slow not high speed. You know too many "not so true" pompous advertisement. I like the connections that we have it's just that I have this suspicion that I cannot erase from my mind. It's more like conspiracy theory and once I found out the culprits I will boot those who are responsible for the anomaly.

Influence Influencia

Am I good or bad influencing others? The answer would be known to you if you are watching the "mediums" of communication at your house. Once you opened your TV. Once you tuned in to your radio. I know how much influence I can get and give. The only thing I can assure everyone I don't influence others to go on suicidal. That's a taboo! Besides that's a mortal sin.


I have a stubborn streak deep within my realm. I am opinionated as much as I want to. There are times I end up being alone because of my stubborness. Sometimes I want the whole house to myself only. So bugs beware!

Speaking of bugs I was googling another website when suddenly my internet "alarm" started magnifying the bugs and virus trying to get in to my computer. Guess where the culprits are? Ups I wont tell 'ya. It's a secret! Can you just believe that the anti-virus software installed in my computer can also pinpoint where those bugs came from. I mean the location of those manipulative virus and trojans. Wow! That's how modern technology is nowadays very effective in combating hackers.

Oh, did I mentioned Avril yesterday? She appeared as a surprise guest in the Toronto Blue Jays' baseball game yesterday against the Angels. I'm becoming a plugger for some stars I think. Coincidence or what!? Whatever!

What else? Throwing tantrums and hissy fit has finally resulted for him to buy us double deal pizza at Domino's. Great! It's our first time to have pizza from Dominos and well their pizza tasted remarkably delicious! Can't get enough. I surely recommend their pizza with the freshness goodness of Donair sauce, beef slices, fresh sliced tomatoes, lotsa mozarella cheese. Something new for our taste buds.

So glad I don't need to cook today! Yeabah!

Mad Over Pranksters & Clowns

You wont believe this every time I would like to download my pictures they keep asking me the TWAIN. Yeah right! Only because it was Avril popularizing the Canon. I guessed they made a mistake. Admit it.

Wouldn't it superb if you rather have SHARAPOVA instead.

Anyway, CANON is my camera. I preferred SONY but canon is okay for the time being. If they don't want me to download the pictures I took in the outdoors of BC I feel sorry for them. I'm a Canon customer and I have the right to complain.

You'll be hearing a lot of complaints from me. From your printers, digital camera and the many products you have. I hate people who are monkeying on my computer.

You bet I will change the weather that you really love. Adios!

There's a Filipina who is an avid blogger and almost every week she traveled from one too many beautiful spots in the Philippines just to take photographs of the scenery and featured the many pictures she took while on her travel to this places. She adds some stories to go with it and wrote all the good things that she can think of just to attract attention and what else she needs to attract? I think somehow she is working for a travel agency or the Tourism Industry which is great. Good for her.

Well who can afford such kind of lavish lifestyle. Just to travel from one province to another even if its just three hours away from home to the designated location would mean at least spending thousands of pesos. Knowing how hard life would be in my country of origin when minimum wage is too low for any ordinary employee.

For me to be doing such kind of travelling from one city to another and inform my readers about how beautiful Canada is by taking panoramic pictures and post them here would mean lots of expenses. I am not super duper rich to afford such kind of life. Besides I don't work for the tourism industry here. As a matter fo fact nobody's paying me for the good things I've done for this country Canada. I can dissolve the Parliament if I want to. Oops! It's already been dissolved! LMAO. Joking!

There is really nothing new. Although I'm tempted to take a nice snapshot of the bright orange poppy that my neighbor has planted last spring. The brightness of its color is very attractive and it would really look great in pictures. My neighbors are what you can call the constant gardeners. They are both in senior years and they love to take a good rest at their shady azotea sipping lemonade. I love watching them when their friends have a get-together all wearing their funny aristocratic hats. Mind 'ya their azotea has the special kind of ceramic tiles in yellow and brown color that looks like a chessboard formation. Now you know why I can't get my eyes off them.

In depth analysis waiting for them to take another step further. Another next big step would mean a strategy.

I would like each one of them to "move" as in one piece of chess image being move forward or backward to my own expectation. Haha! That's how weird I am. That's why I better prefer being alone in a "Concentration Unit."

Shocking Moments On TV

Before I could concentrate on my blogs here in the internet I have to finish my work first inside my house. You know the usual duty of a mother and a housekeeper. I used to keep my house clean as much as possible. I have to do the dish washing manually because our dishwasher is out of order. It's good! I can economize. Lesser electric bill comes summertime. But then the fan keeps on fanning day and night. It's on most of the time because it's super hot here now at the island.

Most of the time it's sunny and warm. The weather forecast for this week is absolutely gorgeous. The lake, the beaches would be probably filled with the locals and tourists who would like to frolic under the heat of the sun doing their sunbathing, swimming and picnic. Great! We need more tourists in the city of salmon.

What am looking forward to is to get out of the city and visit some other places. Do something different like spelunking. Qualicum area has its famous cave that I want to see and explore. Or go see the sandy beaches in Parksville and watch the sandy carvings or castles and images made out of sand. I will go there and they can come here to visit the Transformation on the shore on June 24. I think the registration for the Carving Competition is on June 23, 2009. For further details you have to visit this site http://www.crshorelinearts.com


Anyway, what is the latest happening? From yesterday, watching the MTV awards nite seemed to be the scene stealer Bruno who was dressed like an angel and had his stunt up there hanging on the ceiling while he pretended he is flying then all of a sudden he had a fall. Was that some kind of a stunt too? That he landed on top of Eminem's face. His butt on Eminem's face!! SHOCKING! We're all laughing here at home. Even the crowd and celebrities inside the award's nite ceremonial hall couldn't help from laughing out loud. It was such a riot! Uhm, the two had stolen the show with Eminem's walking out from that said show.

What a scene stealer!! It should be the Twilight's Bella & Robert Pattinson's moments and Zac Efron's nite but it was a situation you couldn't expect nor you've ever imagine and well it must be LIVE. Anything can happen without a cut!