cheese attacks on a monday afternoon...

I’ve found me a new emote-like-anything-kinna-song.   Call it uber cheesiness…but I dunno. I think it’s so much better than any Celine or old Mariah for that matter… so here goes…tantantanan…. Ladies and gentlemen, Kelly Clarkson…

Because of youI never stray too far from the sidewalkBecause of youI learned to play on the safe side so I don't get hurtBecause of youI find it hard to trust not only me, but everyone around meBecause of youI am afraidI lose my wayAnd it's not too long before you point it outI cannot cryBecause I know that's weakness in your eyesI'm forced to fakeA smile, a laugh everyday of my lifeMy heart can't possibly breakWhen it wasn't even whole to start with

to be is to believe

What would you do if you suspect your friend’s committing adultery?
I know it shouldn’t be my problem anymore. It’s this person’s life.  I am just a friend. No matter how concerned I am, I don’t think that this certain friend would even appreciate my thoughts on the situation.  

It’s just that I happen to care a lot about this person…but what can I do, I’m just a friend…sad, sad!

It’s funny that I’d feel bad that my friend would get involved in something like adultery when years ago it was somebody close to me like myself  hahaha, got in the same mess.  Forgive my juvenile delinquencies. At 23, and on top of my game, my goals were pretty short term and selfish.  

Now at 29, the short became long and ish became less…yup.  I’ve gone thru the phases, painful and fun, and I am just glad I did.

My friend’s older. Hopefully, this person would also realize that there’s so much to be thankful for. This friend of mine is pretty smart anyway.  But sometimes it’s just not enough that you’re smart. You got to have friends to keep you on track… I wish I could do that for this friend.  I want to…but remember how it felt like when it was happening to me? Well I do understand that one should go thru this in order to learn and rehabilitate. Oh well.  Exactly how I imagine this friend would say…” oh well”, when it finally hits the fan for this person… I know this friend only too well.  Or do I really?

Off tops:  island boy rang me… didn’t say anything though.

oh those late nights ...

Just when you are about to call it a night, you stumble upon a tall, lanky,geeky dorky looking funny redhead on cable tellie…

You ask yourself: what’s this about? What’s he about? Why’s he jumping on the stage? Trying to be funny and all?  

And then you find out for yourself:  this is pretty good…next to another red-head named Archie Andrews, this guy really rocks!  He’s funny and even funnier is how he puts himself down. But make no mistake-- the dude is actually a low-profile overachiever…having graduated with high honors (read: magna cum laude) from no less than Harvard University.  And you say to yourself, geez-he’s a geek in disguise…well he certainly is…

But there’s more to this guy who was once described by a dude from the Washington Post as a “living collage of annoying nervous habits. He giggles and titters, jiggles about and fiddles with his cuffs. He has dark, beady little eyes like a rabbit. He's one of the whitest white men ever." –( Tom Shales, The Washington Post)

I caught this beady eyed Irish lad  from 2 years ago right when I was still into David Letterman…I hated Jay Leno for unknown reasons and it almost rubbed off on him but he was able to redeem himself.  How could he not…

Well, this is how he gets to you…

Mr. O’brien simply:

1. Clasps his hands during his monologue, between setup and punchline


2. Often knocks over his desk microphone (on purpose)


3. His sketches sometimes have a surreal tone


4. Makes extensive use of chromakey, puppetry, and cheap-looking models pulled by threads


5. Sometimes switches into a silly voice or affectation and back again, similarly to Robin Williams but not so manic


6. Often jokes that his show is underfunded and unpopular due to its late time slot when it is, in fact, highly successful


7. Often moves outside the camera frame or very close to the camera during his monologue


8. Often hops around like a bunny


9. Often manipulates his pompadour


10. Often makes fun of his red hair and large head


11. Always does a hop and gesture with the band at the beginning of his show


12. Almost always comments on the audiences' applause before his monologue


13. Often makes fun of Kirstie Alley and Ruben Studdard for being overweight. Paris Hilton and Michael Jackson also make easy targets for him


14. Performs the string dance at the request of guests on his show, and sometimes on his own

Can you tell that I really look up to this guy?

Wait til you read about his scholastic endeavors…
After graduating as the valedictorian from Brookline High School (Brookline, Massachusetts), O’Brien entered Harvard University. Throughout his college career, he was a writer for the Harvard Lampoon humor magazine. During his junior and senior years, O’Brien served as the Lampoon's president, making him only the second person ever to serve as president twice, and the first person to have done it in 85 years. He graduated magna cum laude from Harvard in 1985 with a concentration in American History and Literature.


His credits?
Writer - filmography Late Night with Conan O'Brien: 10th Anniversary Special (2003) (TV)

1. 50 Years of NBC Late Night (2001) (TV)


2. Saturday Night Live: 25th Anniversary (1999) (TV)


3. Saturday Night Live: The Best of Phil Hartman (1998) (TV)


4. "Late Night with Conan O'Brien" (1993) TV Series (writer)


5. Lookwell (1991) (TV)


6. "The Simpsons" (1989) TV Series (writer) (episode 4.08 "New Kid on the Block") (writer) (episode 4.12 "Marge vs. the Monorail") (writer) (episode 5.03 "Homer Goes to College") (writer) (episode 5.05 "Treehouse of Horror IV") (as Watch Conan O'Brien)


7. "Saturday Night Live" (1975) TV Series (writer) (1987-1991) ... aka NBC's Saturday Night (USA: original title) ... aka SNL ... aka SNL 25 (USA: new title) ... aka Saturday Night Live '80 (USA: new title)


8. "Not Necessarily the News" (1983) TV Series (writer)

Producer - filmography

1. "Late Night with Conan O'Brien" (1993) TV Series (producer)


2. "The Simpsons" (1989) TV Series (producer) (1991-1993)


3. Lookwell (1991) (TV) (producer)

Truly a rarity on late night tv…never thought that my insomnia would give me something good…didn’t know that it’d come out as a 6 foot 4” red head…

Lemme end this  by sharing with you a part of his commencement speech at harvard back in 2000…


I've dwelled on my failures today because, as graduates of Harvard, your biggest liability is your need to succeed. Your need to always find yourself on the sweet side of the bell curve. Because success is a lot like a bright, white tuxedo. You feel terrific when you get it, but then you're desperately afraid of getting it dirty, of spoiling it in any way. I left the cocoon of Harvard, I left the cocoon of Saturday Night Live, I left the cocoon of The Simpsons. And each time it was bruising and tumultuous. And yet, every failure was freeing, and today I'm as nostalgic for the bad as I am for the good. So, that's what I wish for all of you: the bad as well as the good. Fall down, make a mess, break something occasionally. And remember that the story is never over. If it's all right, I'd like to read a little something from just this year: "Somehow, Conan O'Brien has transformed himself into the brightest star in the Late Night firmament. His comedy is the gold standard and Conan himself is not only the quickest and most inventive wit of his generation, but quite possible the greatest host ever." Ladies and Gentlemen, Class of 2000, I wrote that this morning, as proof that, when all else fails, there's always delusion. I'll go now, to make bigger mistakes and to embarrass this fine institution even more. But let me leave you with one last thought: If you can laugh at yourself loud and hard every time you fall, people will think you're drunk. Thank you.

Only  a few people can come up with something hillarious as that but still sensible…  Only Conan the O’brien can do that… well, I hope someday I could too…

smmmmmmmmmmmmmmannnndayyy!!!

Today is a Monday…the day of the week when I am almost always late…hahahaha... but hey, it’s been a week since I got the good news. I have yet to go back to visit the Lady..but I promised to do so, so I will… just tryna fix the sked… whoaaaa…what a year!!! It’s like everything’s really happening.  

I got to treat the folks to an awesome dinner from Superbowl… we enjoyed it a lot.  Bring out the Chinese blood, why don’t we… I got to spend time with my little babies… my pamangkins and apos…dang!!!

Sales have been pretty good over the weekend… I think I earned me a grand or so by selling some ek tickets… and then I got to splurge some of that on some beauty products.  I got me some eye shadow and cheek tints…I’m prepping up for Saturday’s wedding..dang, I didn’t know how huge my participation was until last night, and boy, oh boy, I didn’t know that it would be a lot…look, I’d be the first reader during the ceremony..then in the reception, I’d be co-hosting plus I’d be a well-wisher..not to mention that I am also organizing my friends’ attendance…geez… ( Rein,rein! Tsk,tsk,tsk!)  but hey, anything for a friend…(please don’t tell island boy na lang!..it would be  a big ish na naman..drat!)  Speaking of, we have yet to talk since last week’s argument… well ze boy wants ze hot mama to give up something she loves because something happened in the plantilla…aaaaaahhh..cryptic talk again… well, it’s like I am supposed to be something but twasn’t meant to be eh…oh come on, I passed the board na nga eh…let’s just be thankful…we can’t have it all and what I have will do…at least for now.  It’s not my m.o. at all to be overestimating and reaching for champaigne wishes and caviar dreams as Robin Leach would say it…by the way I just found out recently that this lifestyles of the rich and famous dude is actually straight....hahahahaha…and I thought I had the gift of gaydar eversince.

I’m on the tail-end of my practicum…and I’m starting to feel the panic attacks… I have tons of paperwork to accomplish plus I need to prep up for my great observation evaluation…grrrrrr…dang dang dang..dug dug dug…
waaaaaaaaaahhhh!

I wish I had the wits and the smarts of Conan O’brien… I’m gonna do a full-feature of him in my next post…and find out for yourself why I’ve always been addicted to this guy…

hours later...

Just a quick one…

I MADE IT!!!

CONGRATULATIONS TEACHER ODET …We did it…

my sentiments exactly

I don't want to go another day
So I'm telling you exactly what is on my mind
Seems like everybody is breaking up
Throwing their love away
I know I got a good thing right here
That's why I say (Hey)

Nobody's going to love me better
I'm going to stick with you
Forever
Nobody's going to take me higher
I'm going to stick with you
You know how to appreciate me
I'm going to stick with you
My baby
Nobody ever made me feel this way
I'm going to stick with you

I don't want to go another
So I'm telling you exactly what is on my mind
See the way we ride
In our privated lives
Ain't nobody getting in between
I want you to know that you're the only one for me
And I say

Nobody's going to love me better
I'm going to stick with you
Forever
Nobody's going to take me higher
I'm going to stick with you
You know how to appreciate me
I'm going to stick with you
My baby
Nobody ever made me feel this way
I'm going to stick with you

And now
Ain't nothing else I can need
And now
I'm singing 'cause you're so, so into me
I got you
We'll be making love endlessly
I'm with you
Baby, you're with me

So don't you worry about
People hanging around
They ain't bringing us down
I know you and you know me
And that's all that counts
So don't you worry about
People hanging around
They ain't bringing us down
I know you and you know me
And that's why I say

Nobody's going to love me better
I'm going to stick with you
Forever
Nobody's going to take me higher
I'm going to stick with you
You know how to appreciate me
I'm going to stick with you
My baby
Nobody ever made me feel this way
I'm going to stick with you

Nobody's going to love me better
I'm going to stick with you
Forever
Nobody's going to take me higher
I'm going to stick with you
You know how to appreciate me
I'm going to stick with you
My baby
Nobody ever made me feel this way
I'm going to stick with you

            Stickwitu –pussycat dolls

thank god it's mwondway....

My weekend wasn’t that bad but it wasn’t as happening as did the previous weekends… aside from my being flat broke, I just didn’t have much drive in me to actually put an extra umphh.. I dunno. I prolly am still tired. I never really cared to organize to my life til last night when I had the urge to color code my practicum biz…  I had fun going through the stuff I have already managed to put out in the name of teaching.  It’s been more than a month already..and look ma, look pa,  I still am standing…I just try to avoid computing my expenses…boy, oh boy!!!

the powerpuff babies...

guess who's the only girl?hehehe..my grandkids...sean alec,nicole francesca,and ramchand benjamin...

fall out girl...

Down, down in an earlier round
And Sugar, we're going down swinging
I'll be your number one with a bullet
A loaded god complex, cock it and pull it
--SUGAR, WE'RE GOING DOWN,fallout boy...--

it's kinda depressing today...lemme talk cryptic and say it's a wipe out...i'm actually lost for words.i actually dunno what to do...i'm in the middle of work and i get this crap about something and voila, my lacrimal glands have gone haywire...damn it!damn the torpedos...sheesh...is this what i get for working too hard? and this being couldn't even understand what i've been going through...i think supportive will never be part of his m.o. ever...geez...why did i get myself into these...it's been almost 5 years and still. gad...grrrrr..never felt so helpless in my entire life...

oh what a glorious monday....

It’s been a crazy Monday I should say…it’s like there’s this bad feeling to it…almost ominous, but nonetheless, twas able to redeem itself in the end..or did I ? hmmmh…

And why so? First up, I forgot my charger. I was already on the critical red zone bar when I left the house. I didn’t wanna go back for it since I was running late.  Well, come to think of it, I’m almost always running late.  Ask my dad. Hehehe.  As if that’s enough. I just had to be late again for my class.  Thanks to the long queue in the Xerox place I go to, I had to go to another one that had a really slowpoke Xerox-er…hehehehe.  I could have had it photocopied earlier if not for another bad trip- our very incompetent asiatrust payroll bank just wouldn’t roll out some cash… like it’s keeping munny from us. Grrr, had to go another bank and pay an extra 10 bucks..darn!!!

Anyway, I made it to school just the same.  I held the class minus the colorful antics. I wasn’t able to really really prepare materials. I know, I know, sue me now, kill me. I’s short-changing the kids.  Well, in my opinion, I still didpretty good.   I was able to engage them...and they delivered. Twas a good day for them I suppose. Fresh from the weekend,I  take it they are still eager to socialize with teacher and classmates… I was only able to dish out three activities since I ate up 15 minutes of their time (I made them wait for me…bad teacher!!!). I sat in for the workshop class at 1 with teacher Japeth and made some mess with the glue and some papers… Turned out pretty well though, save for my fingers… geez.  And so everything’s done… I’s ready to pack away after a coupla minutes with Kathleen. But the sudden downpour prompted me to stay put for awhile… I was kinna worried I might have to plunge into some floodings along the way to Ortigas…ooohh, how I wanted to go home already. Gad.  

So I made it to Ortigas in one piece.  I got a little wet, but my trusty red brolly did it’s job of keeping me generally dry…I say, generally…it could only accommodate so much of me you know..hahahaha…so much for  my orange tote…  I was already thinking of my late-lunch/early-dinner menu…gad, I’s pretty hungry. Too much mental activity.  

Onto Jollibee- I got me a single piece chicken joy and dalandan juice meal…couldn’t help but buy an extra mushroom burger for a possible meryenda…highly likely though to my thinking. I think I’m this close to getting me ulcers…tummy was really hurting that I had to appease. And it’s gym night. needa fill up… I don’t eat dinner when I get home from the gym eh…

Back to work…twas the usual swing of things… except for half of the tigidig twins made me raise an eyebrow or two…geez. She kept me on hold for too long that I missed the report altogether… and as if that’s enough..my other station forgot that Mondays are gym class-nights…   so there, I was about 15 minutes late… and to think it’s supposedly Reagan’s (our cardiofunk guru )  last class for the next 3 months.. hopefully by next year, they’d bring him back…I like him.. I learned a lot of moves from him.. I was telling my friend that we can actually use his moves for everyday living..hahahaha… right before we left the gym, his gf, Jammi approached us and asked if we could help keep him in galleria .  Well why not. I’m gonna try to.  I’d be asking Mays and prolly Ms. Babes and Anna.

Even with the day's low points, thankfully, Monday went smoothly during the later part... so i could prolly say that it redeemed itself...

quiz me baby one more time

a bit of school work here guys....sharing with y'all....
you might want to indulge...
island boy said this was a joke ..harhar...
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Sibika at Kultura
Long Quiz
September 15, 2005

Pangalan :________________________________________                 Marka: _______

Lagda ng Magulang:  ______________________________


I.  Piliin at salungguhitan ang tamang sagot sa mga sumusunod.  (8 points)

1. Ang  ( likas na yaman, gawang tao, milagro) ay tumutukoy sa mga bagay-bagay na matatagpuan sa kapiligiran na pinagkukunan ng mga pangunahing pangangailangan sa ating pamumuhay .

1. Sa ilalim ng mga (bundok at mga kabundukan, tulay , bangketa ) nakukuha ang karamihan sa ating mga mineral na metal at di-metal.

1. Ang likas na yaman ay biyayang pinagkakaloob ng ( Panginoong Diyos, kapitbahay, baranggay tanod).

1. Makukuha ang  (perlas, plywood, asukal) sa ating yamang tubig.

1. Ang pilak, ginto at bakal ay mga halimbawa ng yamang (mineral, tubig, alahas).

1. Gumagamit ng yamang mineral na ( semento, asin, bigas) sa pagpapatayo ng gusali.

1. Matigas ang mineral na ( metal, di-metal, tubig).

1. Ang gulay at mais ay halimbawa ng yamang ( tubig, lupa, mineral).

II.   Lagyan ng tsek (   )  ang wastong pangangalaga at ekis ( x )  ang hindi.
      (10 points)

_______ 1.   Paggamit ng lambat sa paghuli ng isda.
_______ 2.   Pagtatanim ng puno sa pampang ng ilog.
_______ 3.   Pagtapon ng basura sa  ilog Pasig.
_______ 4.   Paggamit ng dinamita para sa mas madaming huli ng isda.
_______ 5.   Pamamaril ng ibon at usa.
_______ 6.   Pangangalaga sa halaman.
_______ 7.  Pag-aalaga ng hayop.
_______ 8.  Pagbabalik muli sa tubig ng maliliit na isda.
_______ 9.  Pagsusunog ng mga halamang gulay.
_______10. Pagtapon ng mga kagamitang gawa sa tanso, bakal at ginto.

1. Pangkatin ang mga sumusunod na mga kayamanan ng bansa. Isulat sa     tamang kahon. (12 points)

kabibe o shells         asukal          ginto           pusit            bangus     
pilak                           bigas          mais           korales      chalk
asin               punong narra

Yamang Lupa




Yamang Tubig




Yamang Mineral




goodluck…
prepared by:
teacher indi

Boy Bawang Nation

This just in…the Supreme Court has just given the dreadfully horrific e-vat a go… and in a few days or so, pro or con, we will all feel its pangs. Mamang Cabbie from last week has just mentioned how that one July morning hurt his business what with the gas prices sky rocketing like there’s no tomorrow. I feel for these people. They’ve been so much a part of my life. Imagine, meeting 2-3 cabbies a day? Since I’m not so good in Math, I won’t even try to count, but all I can say is that it’s a good number. But anyway, at least one of them would have an interesting and inspiring story to tell while we get on with our sojourn. I’d miss them a lot once I start driving. I told my dad this morning that it’s like so impractical to be bringing the car to work especially in my case…I hold 2 jobs… I travel edsa four times a day… I dunno exactly how much that translates to gas mileage, but I feel that it’s supposed to be a lot since we’re also to consider other factors such as the weather condition and my stress level…hehehehe! Oh well, the only promising thing that I heard all day was my dad saying he’s willing to take care of the gas, so that sorta encouraged me again...hmmmh… Anyway, going back to e-vat, I wonder how this is going to affect the cost of boy bawang…which we get for a buck from the nearby store… I dunno..this is something I picked up from my folks who are soooo into “BB”…well, apparently, it’s not just them, it’s a phenomenon getting bigger by the minute...I always loved chichacorn. I remember being in the chichacorn diet back in highschool. Twas crazy, cuz I wouldn't eat anything but that. I have it for recess, for lunch and for merienda. It's tipid and yet it's sooo yummy. I can't believe I'm back into the habit. Well, chichacorn is far better than the other junk foodies, well at least I'd like to think..hehehehe... I just wish the Boy Bawang industry would not be affected by the e-vat scare. Imagine how many lives will be affected. A single buck still means a lot to some people.

just for kicks...

I’m on my second week of internship and what can I say, it’s a pretty serious task and lots of passion and commitment required. I’m never going to complain. Nope. Not even if they ask me to tutor on day 2 and facilitate a class of 5 on day 3… I couldn’t be any prouder of myself for having achieved something that I was dreading. Well one of the many things I’ve been dreading. (speaking of dreading—as of writing, no word yet on the recently concluded board exam which btw, I am still not confident about)

Anyway, such blessings-those kids are. How can you not love them? In my Crossroads class I have 5 special kids…Josh, Tommy, Jp, Rr and Wesley. Interesting kids I should say. Most of them diagnosed as showing an impression of autism and I’ve one cerebral palsy case. They are my kids now. In my hands, is the biggest responsibility I could ever handle…I’ve to facilitate their learning and this is way serious stuff. Not to mention I had to adjust my schedule to fit all these into my life. I had to compromise my earnings a bit just so I could get on with this. Definitely serious stuff. So unlike me…hahaha.

Oooohhh, I forgot. Almost a week ago, I got me some thai foot scrub. Heavenly--I could do that everyday you know…really serious pampering there. Wish I had more munny to spare for that. But the practical side of me would scold me every time. Like haunt me for life..hehehe. Sure-- spend all your hard earned moolah feeding them masseurs and masseuse…hehehe.

Anyway, my gym buddy’s always procrastinating about going that it’s getting to me. Nah, but I’m still adjusting anyway to my recently adjusted sked. So I’ll prolly get back in my gym-buddyless psyche in a few kicks or so , so until then, I’m not going to be too hard on myself. Hmmmh…

oh when the days...come marching in!

something I’m loving these days… from Jay Kay and the rest of Jamiroquai who owns just about all my dream cars… I'm still composing the rationale while I like it so much..tell you the story soon...


"Seven Days in Sunny June"

The pebbles you've arranged
In the sand, they're strange
They speak to me like constellations
As we lie here
There's a magic I can hold
Your smile of honey gold
And that you never seem to be in short supply of

[Chorus:]
Oooh, so baby let's get it on
Drinking wine and killing time
Sitting in the summer sun
You know I've wanted you so long
Why do you have to
Drop that bomb on me?

Lazy days, crazy dolls
You said we've been friends too long
Seven days in sunny June
Were long enough to bloom
The flowers on the summer dress you wore in spring
The way we laughed as one
And then you dropped the bomb
That I've known you too long
For us to have a thing

[Chorus x2]

Could it be this?
The stories in your eyes
The silent wings
You'll fly away on

Seven days in sunny June
Were long enough to bloom
The flowers on the sunbeam dress you wore in spring
Yeah, yeah, the way we laughed as one
Why did you drop the bomb on me?

[Chorus]

Could it be this?
The honeysuckle blessings you seem to show me
Could it be this?
For seven days in June I wasn't lonely
Could it be this?
You never gave me time to say I love you
Could it be this?
I know you don't believe me but it's so true

Don't walk away from me, girl
I read the sories in your eyes
Don't you walk away from me, girl
I read the sories in your eyes
Don't you walk away from me, girl
I read the sories in your eyes
Don't you walk away
I read the sories in your eyes

And you've been telling me
We've been friends for too long
Why do you want to drop the bomb?
Telling me
We've been friends for too long
Why do you want to drop the bomb?
You tell me we've been friends for too long, yeah
I think I love you
I think I love you
Why do you want to drop that bomb?

the magic of waiting...

I’m waiting…with baited breath..hala! I feel I didn’t do so well last Sunday that I might actually not get it…geez. No, actually I’m psyching myself for whatever. Anyhoo, I’m just holding on to my prayers. Now, isn’t that too late? Uhmmm. I dunno… I know I’m supposed to go back to Manaoag. It’s a promise. And I also promised St. Claire. Oh no!!!
A funny test item came up that got me smiling… there’s this person who didn’t study, but she spent about an hour and a half praying… the question was, how does she view god? God as authentic.. God as religious…God as redeeming…or God as magic??? Eeeeennnnnnnngkkk!!! M-A-G-I-C…Hehehehe..I dunno… everybody says that we got it really tough.. why must this happen to me? Ack! Hay, but it’s all good…I guess I have to deal with failures every now and then…I know I’m being too hard on myself but you know, I know I can do things. I can make things happen had I given much more time.

Munny overflows these days… I wonder why! Hahaha…but no, I needa pay the bills. There’s the fone, the cable, my debts…I need some pampering too…need to stock up also on the drugs, er vitamins…

a prayer for the druggie...

I’m doing drugs these days…legal ones though. Darn it! Hehehe… I never really liked taking vitamins and stuff that supposed to be good to the body. But I suppose I’m older (oh yeah?) now, and I think I really need to put some order in my life. Naks… I still can’t believe that I’m on this healthy mode …prolly because of my latest passion. Hmmmh..could I really say that going to the gym is my latest habit?moreso passion? Hmmmh,again! Well, I like how I feel…

Anyhoo, I just came back from a pilgrimage to Manaoag, Pangasinan yesterday with my friend Odette…Went there 6am, got there 1040ish…got on the bus home at around 4ish…and got home at around 9ish… I had a terrible headache on my way back. But it was all good..I know it was well worth it. Call it a homecoming…I used to go there a lot when I’s a kid. Last I’ve been there though was around 23-25 years ago… I am not used to traveling really but it was something I’ve been meaning to do. Yup, I have this strong feeling that I’m going back there.

I need a massage!!! Badly need one…I dunno if I should get it Friday or Saturday…depends on my budget too… It’s a good thing that mama has munny these days that I need not pay what I owe her immediately. She was even willing to loan me munny for the trip yesterday.

As for the progress in my studying…I have these terrible headaches plaguing me. I’m still scared that glutaphos thingie-majig… should I or should I not??? I never relied on that even before so should I risk it? Hmmmmh…I need to eat lots peanuts though in the hopes that the test itself would be peanuts!!! Ahahahaha!

Be needing all the prayers I can get. But don't worry, I'll also try my best to study...I'm quite serious about this though. At least around the past coupla weeks.

Goodluck to me...

this is no spaghetti incident

JOHN MOE'S POP-SONG CORRESPONDENCES, VOLUME VIII.
BY JOHN MOE - - - -
ATTENTION,
MR. AXL ROSE:
WE DID NOT FEEL WELCOME IN THE JUNGLE.
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Dear Mr. Rose,

I am writing on behalf of my wife, Thelma, and myself to demand a full refund of the $6,500 paid for our recent "Welcome to the Jungle" safari. I know you sensed our unhappiness during the trip, but I bet you wondered if we'd actually demand our money back. Oh, yes, we certainly are, mister. You bet we are.

I must admit we had our doubts when we first signed up. But the price was dramatically lower than any other safari we looked into and, since we're seniors on a fixed income, we figured this would be our best chance to see rhinos and the like. You and your colleagues, particularly Mr. Slash, were cagey about where specifically we'd be traveling. Thelma says she thinks some of the assistant tour guides might even have been on the drugs. You might want to look into that.

Just as I did at the time, I object to your blindfolding us for the entire trip to Africa. It was uncomfortable and frightening. After looking into it and calling some other tour companies, I've learned that you were wrong about everyone doing it that way. In fact, nobody does it that way, Mr. Rose. Nobody!

The trip was a disaster from almost the beginning. True, you welcomed us to the jungle. And that was hospitable. And right off the bat you promised fun and games. But there were never any fun and games! Would it have been so hard to put together a bingo or a quick trivia thing? Then you promised that you and the other fellows could find whatever we might need. Well, we needed food and somewhere to lie down for a while. And all you offered was some stale pretzels and an old futon. Your offer to somehow acquire new diseases in exchange for extra money was very 0unsettling. I don't know if that's what the kids do these days, catch new diseases for fun, but that's not our idea of a good time! If anything, we were going to need extra medicine, not diseases.

Thelma and I thought right then that we should try to get out of there, but we didn't know how to get around in the jungles of Africa. You were all we had, Mr. Rose! Well, we should have just left anyway. Any encounter with a hippo or lion or monkey would have been better than staying with you. Your "learn to live like an animal" program was very hard on Thelma and me. And painful. I still don't understand why, if we were really in the jungle, we couldn't just see real animals instead of having to live like them. Also, I love my wife very much, Mr. Rose, but she is not "a very sexy girl." She is an elderly woman! And I don't think she is very hard to please; she just wants a pleasant vacation and some water occasionally.

Of course, then things got out of hand. All that business about us getting on our knees? Why, Mr. Rose? And why were you saying you were going to make us bleed? That was horrible! And I absolutely can't imagine why you would tell people in the jungle that they're going to die! That was mean and frightening! And through it all you kept saying, "Welcome to the jungle." Screaming it, really. But, frankly, I came to doubt your sincerity. I don't think you were really welcoming us at all. It was like you were trying to threaten and seduce us at the same time. That's not welcoming, and that's not what we signed up for, Mr. Rose!

One more thing: We have shown pictures of our safari to friends and relatives back here in Minnesota. And they think we were never in the jungle at all but rather in Los Angeles the whole time! It's not just the lack of animals (how could they all be sleeping, Mr. Rose?) that makes people think this; it's all the buildings, the cars with California license plates, and the people at the Whiskey-A-Go-Go nightclub. We suspect that those weren't native people dancing to tribal music, as you claimed, but "heavy-metal supporters" at a "rock show."

Please send us a full refund immediately. My best to Mr. Stradlin, Mr. Slash, Mr. McKagan, and Mr. Adler.


William Brownstone
Fergus Falls, MN
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*muffnote: this was on the this nifty site my dear island boy wanted me to read...
thought i'd share ... and for those not in the know- gnr had an album entitled the spaghetti incident.

post scripting the birthday...

I liked this week better than last week’s. I dunno. Perhaps it’s because I was able to accomplish more today…but I just did that over the last coupla days. Rachelle is already my certified gymgurlfren…oh goody! She admitted to me yesterday that she’s enjoying it so far, considering she’s only been there barely a week. I’ve lotsa munny this week--payday weekend-- now so I’m planning to throw my brother a 2-day overdue birthday celeb. I’m sure he’d like that…

racking em up the cds...

I’m actually thinking if I should go and buy Mariah’s new album. I haven’t been buying cds lately. And I wouldn’t really mind if it’d be a Mariah. I dunno. I think her album’s gonna sound great in the car on long drives. I’m no Mariah fan but I just feel that it’s a good buy.
Here’s a list of the albums I’m gonna get this payday weekend:
1. X&Y-Coldplay
2. The Emancipation of Mimi- Mariah Carey
3. The story goes…- Craig David
4. Hand in my pocket acoustic- Alanis Morissette
5. The Fantastic 4 OST- Various Artists

I’m pretty sure I’d be adding some more along the way. Geez, I just hope that I won’t go over my budget.

from the island boy with love...

E I G H T E E N H A L F T R U T H S .

BY CHRISTOPHER PAINTER

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1. Orange is the absence of all color.
2. A person cannot taste food unless it is mixed with blood.
3. George Washington's wooden eyes are on permanent display at the Smithsonian.
4. There's a tiny, almost invisible thread embedded in all U.S. Currency, and it is made from bumble bees.
5. The sentence "The quick brown fox jumps over the lazy dog" uses every single fox cliche once.
6. If you feed a dog chocolate, it will not be able to sneeze with its eyes open.
7. The cheetah is faster than any other animal on land at making excuses.
8. Due to wartime rationing and a scarcity of all metals, the Oscars given out during World War II were manufactured from cattle bones.
9. Humans and dolphins are the only species that have sex for money.
10. A shark can detect one part of gin in 100 million parts of tonic.
11. Both Hitler and Napoleon were each missing one goat.
12. A rhinoceros horn is made of hate, accumulated and gradually hardened over the years.
13. Some almonds contain cashews.
14. An elephant can smell a broken heart up to three miles away.
15. The average human requires more calories to smile while eating a piece of celery than to frown and vomit it back up.
16. An ostrich's eye is larger than its capacity to love.
17. Leonardo da Vinci could simultaneously write backwards and upside-down with one hand and kill a man with the other.
18. Starfish harbor no regrets.