mardi, novembre 30

le hybrid

[mes pensées sur la fin de semaine] there are setbacks. rome persecuted christians because they were subservients. fanatics. and when they took over. when constantinople "converted" to christianity on his death bed. they in turn persecuted the jews. the chosen people. spain used to be a be a popular destination for jewish refugees. they were being oppresed all over europe - by christians, who else. they were a trusted and respected peoples. spain was inhabited by christians, moors, and jews. but when the spanish monarchy was taken over by catholicism. jews were then persecuted. there is no other way. if nothing but for the inevitable tragedy of a single religion taking over the government. this is no bigotry. this is history. le siecle passé = el sieglo pasado. un cent tot. rizal and his peers fought for liberty. freedom of speech. a better government. on the other side of the world, there was the womens movement. now, who knows what kind of victories are laid out for the next century? et en plus, what is a sibilant s = sh? is it like the long island t = ts? a number of of african countries speak french. that is something isnt it? je viens d'attendre que un ami aura un bébé en janvier. nous verrons chaque autre en decembre en manille avec nos autre ami allan. alors, j'apporterai des poisson et des calamars de cebu. it would be fun to see them again. après un an quand ils ont eu une marriage. honored to be invited.


[des anges en amérique] woah!! you dont see that everyday. a guy who has AIDs, his lover who's a secular jew and a liberal geek, a closeted republican (il est mon préféré), sa mère - mother pitt, a ghost named ethel, une infirmière noir qui peut parler de français, an abrasive lawyer (al pacino) and a literal angel (emma thomson is delectable) who would announce triple Is .. that was real funny. a question of where was god? about the debt owed from his absence. a message of hope for the dreary. all the answers we need are down here in earth, own ingenuity, our own efforts. and face it together. i hope someday they DO find a cure. if only to prove these religious fanatics, who think all suffering is a form of divine punishment, wrong. another question posted. how does fundemantelism co-exist and participate in a secular society? they dont. like any church, they leech, reap the benefits, then celebrate it as a blessing.

j'ai lu une article - hybrids. scientists can now grow human parts in living animals based on stem cell technology. these parts can be transplanted to human hosts. people who are sick dont have to wait 3 to 5 years in line to get a new heart or liver.

vendredi, novembre 26

thanksgiving leftovers

while america celebrates thanksgiving. american troops. iraqi citizens. whats left of them. continue to engage in fighting. the current death toll is 100k+ cilivian citizens. i am for the liberation of an oppressed peoples. During WW2, jews, france, england, poland pleaded for help from the americans. Nobody pleaded for americans to come and invade Iraq .. here is a blog from a person who is actually from iraq, or someplace there at .. who else has more integrity, talking about the liberation other than them.

i spent last years thanksgiving with some people from plaridel on top of hancock building. and then with some new friends from lexington. i liked it very much. very secular. people reflecting on the things in their lives their most thankful for.

this year is less grand. d'abord, bien sûr est ma famille, ma santé, des amis, mon boulot, mes responsabilités, mes études françaises, la télévision cable, m'appartement, bon nourriture, la science, free thinking, progress, le civil liberté, ses yeux bleus, sa petite et pointu nez, et ses cheveux blondes. j'ai dit bonjour par téléphone à mes parents et ma famille, tous les jour. tous les semaine. et parfois, j'ai envoyé des postcards. je parle avec des amis au japan, aux etats-unis, et grande-bretagne.

i was asked to draw a map of santas city. whenever i do something, and if i put a lot of me in it. or even if i didnt. i get really upset when people (who suddenly become instant art experts) criticize. or ask me to make some changes (some of which are ridiculous, i dont understand why they asked in the first place. if only when im done, tell me to redo everything), or some would ask me some stupid questions. like why do i draw a LOT of women. im glad i didnt decide to go professional. i cant imagine being able to take that kind of abuse. day in and day out. art for me is very personal. it only works for me when i volunteer. not when i get volunteered. people think im being self important. even though, i believe i have every right to be. its my time their taking. time that wont ever come back. EVER. i also remember, i used to REALLY need feedback. but i never learned how to ignore the negative ones. when it comes to art, i have only to please .. moi.

avant-hier, j'ai aidé mon frère comprendre il a eu pour un cours programming à l'institute de mapua. careful not to spoon feed him. afraid, that i might turn him into one of those parasites, able to exist only at the charity and mercy of others. and i knew a number in school. i still remember the old days. i spent most nights at the lab. wildly excited over a simple display of "hello word". i couldnt work at home because there were too many distractions. tv. the weather. il fait chaud. nous n'avons pas un AC. et parfois les voisins. programmers now have it easy. we didnt have colored monitors. we didnt even have hard disks. we had to load everything into memory from a floppy. est-ce que pouvez-vous le croire? it was important to learn the basics. gain confidence. doing well in math helped. he needs to know how to translate his ideas into a language the computer understands. syntax is important. it was never about being smart. at least not in the beginning. its having interest. and then later, when youve got the hang of it comes the creative part. coming up with the best algorithm. there might be a million ways to do it. something which, i think, cant be learned. not directly. alors, the only advise i could give mon frère was -- practice makes perfect.

j'ai lu un livre en college. like a modern regiment, angels had a chain of command. with the supreme being (aka le seigneur deux) as the commander in chief. archangels as generals. and down the line. there was even an RPG game that had as heros, angels and as villains, demons. both of which followed a heirarchy. why would an omnipresent omniscient all powerful being need such a thing (to do its bidding)? the fact that it did NEED one, only tells me how human the concept of it all, is. gods were created in mans image. zeus, shiva, allah, bathalah, isis, and the like. what makes the christian god any different?

et enfin, avez-vous regardé des autres blogs que dehors? its crahhzy ... ^_^

mercredi, novembre 24

un chevalier de solamnie

j'ai fait deux dragones pour mme may (la sécretaire de stan). j'ai employé des markers jeune, bleu, et purple. (je pense ^_^). im color blind. pas important parce que ces creatures sont mythiques. ils sont dragones en or. the noblest of all. alors, j'ai mis des courrones sur ses têtes. they can be anything i need them to be. ensemble, les rois de rois. est-ce que souvenez-vous huma et ses dragones? raistlin, caramon son frère (il est très adorable, n'est-ce pas) et ses autres amis - tanis, tasslehoff, et un chevalier de solamnie? j'oublie son nom. mais je fais souvenir huma. qu'aime-je à raistlin? j'ai l'aimé parce qu'il n'est pas fort ni grand mais il est très intelligent. legends that used to inspire me like there was no later. est-ce que y-a-t-il rentrer à l'arcadie? je me demande ...

capitain kirk est été sur conan. it would be great to see the old timers one more time in a movie. i know doc mccoy is dead. and scotty is suffering from some mind disease. uhura's hair gone all gray and white. better shoot them when they still can. before its too late. then i recently read an article on data playing his creator - dr. soong, in a made for tv movie? c'est juste super!

ignorant remark. pendant diner, nous avons mangé et avons vu la télévision. et puis, j'ai l'écouté -- "she is a weak president because shes a woman". i didnt feel like debating. there are hundreds of women leaders. she MIGHT be a weak president but that has nothing to do with her being a woman. pouvez-vous le croire? après tout, sommes-nous dans le vingtième siècle? pas le moyen age ..

english has a couple of conjugations compared to french (et les autres langues romain). they make up for it with fewer exceptions? i dont see it. many complain about how hard it is to learn english. not. when i read french, i translate to english first. is this good for my french or bad? is it the same way with other language enthusiasts?

[dream]. il y a eu un fète dans la cave. everyone (friends and lovers) who mattered was there. i didnt attend. usual reason. i felt i was wasting my time when i am around them. then there was an earthquake. huge. twice. and everyone who was in the basement was buried alive. now dead. vous-êtes mort? je demande à l'infirmière de dothan. l'infirmière a reponsé. oui je suis mort. the second quake killed us. (i was talking to a dead person?) le jour prochaine, j'ai rentré à la place. there was a hallway. a corridor that leads to the entrance to the basement. there was a cafeteria on the first floor (above the basement). there were some people eating. some waiters standing. a couple were familiar. people from work i rarely talk to. i went in and asked for a table.i kept looking at the direction of the entrance. was it sealed? im surprised this whole building wasnt off limits. were they keeping the deaths secret? j'ai parlé avec quelqune. i was supposed to bite off a wart that grew on my tongue, which will fix everything? et puis je me suis réveillé à cinq heures quarante huit.

there are an estimated 2 to 100 million species wordwide. thats a big number to fit in one boat .. twice to include females. conservative estimate is 2M. the amount of food they had to eat must have been unimaginable. some animals are carnivores and others are herbivores. they need to have at least a number of animals and plant for food and storage. the amount of shit the caretakers had to cleanup after. they might have just sweeped it easy out to sea, but still, you just cant get around housekeeping 2M+ animals. some diseases that pass only thru humans (gonorea) would suggest at least one member of noahs family was infected. and i doubt the dimensions given in the Book could contain a million species much less 2M big ones. what about dinosaurs? inverterbrates? it doesnt explain the existence of early primates? had noah bore different types of man? it sounds so ridiculous i dont get why people will claim with a straight face its for real .. honestly ..

des nouveaux technologies:
avalon -- the new MFC (aka WinFX?)
indigo -- the new COM ecture.
whidbey -- the new MSDEV Studio
longhorn -- the new OS
winhec - the new DDK

mardi, novembre 23

sa sourire jeunesse

[a waking dream] je me réveille à cinq heures quinze. j'ai rêvé. wishing things been different. i was telling myself there was nothing i can do. these thoughts i carried with me. people were right i do obsess. it meant i was alive. i didnt know it at that time. flowers. roses or tulips. the last time i gave them away, and meant it, was at the hospital. ordered them off at flowers800. just a few times (trois ou quart). they were purple or blue. arranged like a crown in a basket. je ne l'oublie pas. it felt nice to be able to express. i threw away a rendezvous note. it said - rencontre à la bureau accounting, qu'il a le livre et des bonbons. i do not remember what it was about exactly. i have kept it all these years (10 years?). because it was signed. and i need some kind of memory. i was idealizing. how else can a beast like me respond. je me souviens une chemise avec deux porc. une chemise avec un pantalon noir ou gris. elle étais mignon. un voyage en autobus à manille. i stared. i was helpless. incapable. a wuss. a loser. i was seated on the left, my eyes fixed on the right side of the bus. thinking wether or not i should say or make a move. hating the universe for giving me these feelings. praying for a higher power to decide for me. big mistake. waiting. je me souviens la voyage à saint rose. avec jaja. et (from the distance) j'ai vu sa famille. même les étoiles a dit moi. i was to meet l'amour de ma vie. there it was. there was no question about it. until one fateful day. it was pearl harbor. unexpected, excrutiating. fatal. much later, when i have recovered somewhat, je me souviens rencontre pour le premièr fois. j'ai venu l'appartement et dans la chambre est été ses yeux bleu, ses cheveux blondes, et sa sourire jeunesse (sigh). un autre ange (wearing thick-rimmed reading glasses) ^_^. aussitot, j'étais dans l'amour. tout à fait. j'ai pensé que j'étais en paradis .. comment part-on paradis?

[anglais] [français] [philippin] [visaya]
what que ano unsa
who qui sino kinsa
where ou nasaan asa
when quand kailan kanus-a
how comment paano unsa-on

are prenominal verbs exclusive in french? it would seem that in english and filipino, the "selves" are often left out. implied therefore [optional]. comment dit on en espagnol? va voir suivant:

[français]
je me lave avec de la savonne.
tu te lave avec de la savonne.
il se lave avec de la savonne.

[anglais]
i wash [myself] with soap.
you wash [yourself] with soap.
he washes [himself] with soap.

[philippin]
naghugas ako [ng sarili ko] gamit ang sabon. (implied)
naghugas ka [ng sarili mo] gamit ang sabon. (implied)
naghugas siya [ng sarili niya] gamit ang sabon (implied)

lundi, novembre 22

l'arbe famille

ce matin, je suis me réveillé à cinq heures. j'espère que je n'oublie personne quand j'ai envoyé des postcards pour les jour du fête. parfois, je manque les autres de silent mais je ne peux pas faire tout. en fin, j'ai doit décider.

there was never any passion. need to be with the living. can no longer stand people who waste away inside a windowless office. where the stench of daily shit have seeped deep under the skin, making whats really important indistuingishable. miss being obsessed and alive, remote to having someone who will drive me to pain and chaos. able to say and do anything and know i will be forgiven. i do not understand. im paralyzed.

mildew has settled up in every corner ceiling. in the bathroom, earlier last month, i murdered the mother spider with a bucket of cold water. now there are a number of, almost invisible, little spiders. her babies

j'ai lu film - saved, heaven help us. a mystery doesnt spell out an answer. it spells out more questions.

redoing my family tree. the names indicate the time period. earlier names indicate native filipino names. still used as late as the 18th century. Macapobre, my last name was originally Tanud-tanod (a native name) until the mid 1800s where my ancestor was forced to change it to hide from the Spanish government. He was a fugitive.

the bigger the tree gets. the more unmanageable it becomes. the more regret i feel. i will never meet these people because theyre all dead, living too far away, or just having nothing in common. so i bunch related trees together in one page. there is just too many family members from the second degree and down. all strangers. limit the branching to people i have actually met or spoke with. refer to juan paredes' tree which includes the Ndegree cousins. i have not even started with writing short biographies, the new generation: early 20th century. huge regret over knowing this stops with me. what happens when im dead? for how long will blogger keep them? need it printed. just to be sure. not full proof. but it extends the possibility of all this. all knowledge should be forever. pass the torch to a member of the family who will carry it on for me .. but who .. :(

vendredi, novembre 19

bio-évolution

j'apporterai mes DVDs au travaille. la deuxième saison de 6ftunder. i feel this series is très important for people to watch. madame fischer est mon préféré encore. sa famille est médiocrité. comme tout le monde. whod rather pretend nothing is wrong (sweeps the dust under the carpets) than do something productive. which is debatable. but still better than hanging around hoping for fate to intervene. another thing i liked about this series is that there are no explicit heroes (perfect beings). no villains. no good nor evil. there is just the human struggle.

bio evolution a hoax? mon père a eu le même idée. and we discussed it one endless afternoon. indirectly, they had a good point. how can i (moi) know empirical evidence that supports the theory is evidence. i have no physical actual contact with it. no way of making sure it is what it is. i am no scientist. putting much confidence from so called authorities. what makes me think im right and theyre not? refuting the evidence (neanderthal bones) does not refute the theory (bio evolution). there had been too many independent findings (other branches of science and other scientists) that support the theory. science is self purging. any theory that does not stand against the lithmus test will not succeed. or will break sooner or later, as everything is eternally challenged. nature of science. given this. if your life dependent on bio-evolution, who are you more likely to believe? a bible thumper or a scientist.

religion and faith have no independent sources of proof other than the authorities which they serve. this contributes to its decay. another is the more apparent state of affairs around the globe. secular europe. china. japan. australia. liberal america. singapore. thailand. to name a few. places where religion DID NOT matter prosper. whilst in places where it did. the philippines. mexico. conservative america (the bible belt). africa. the middle east. places which suffer significantly from social illnesses (poverty, unmanaged population, slavery of women, intolerance, etc). at least religion got one thing right, truth shall set us free.

jeudi, novembre 18

aa grill

[dream] j'ai rêvé. we were at a fairly sized mall. leng was applying for a job downstairs. as a sales clerk? she told me she has started smoking. i begged her more than one time to stop, that it wasnt healthy. and it was easier to stop now than later. a few minutes passed by, i asked how mon was doing. then mon was sitting on the third row (not the drivers seat) inside a huge blue green van outside. i asked where theyre going to have lunch. downstairs. foodcourt. i had company. no idea who. a nerdy chinese? i asked him if we could take lunch downstairs too. thought it seemed i was more excited to see mon and leng than them seeing me. it has been a long time. then we checked out a colorful display of different types of dessert cakes. a cake shop? et puis j'ai réveillé à six heures.

et ce soir. nous mangerons au AA Grill à talamban. j'ai été invité par fe. je devine parce que c'est son anniversaire la semaine dernière. my investment paidoff. where i had been more than generous in the past.

interrogative forms. in english we put the action right after the actor. (m. vincent ask). in french, filipino and visayan, we state the action then the actors right after. identifying these formulas do we hope to see how close or far a language is from each other. with surprising results. pour example ..

- anglais: what did m. vincent ask m. legrand?
+ français: que demande m. vincent à m. legrand?
+ philippin: anong tinanong ni m. vincent kay m. legrand?
+ visayan: unsay mukutana ni m. vincent kay m. legrand?

also in imperative forms were, it seems, all use the same formula of action [+ actor],

+ anglais: calm down! -- actor is implicit
+ français: calme toi!
+ philippin: relaks ka lang!
+ visayan: calma lang! -- actor is implicit

mardi, novembre 16

une grande chat

[mundane weekend] même si je sens et connais que la vie est très court. alors, j'ai acheté un beaucoup chose ce fin de semaine. reprise est un autre livre français grammaire d'un autre librairie. bonne découverte! the store had a good collection of computer books too. i have not explored the inner rooms. something i thought i will never find outside of manille. la saison deux de 6ft under. j'espère qu'il (nathan) n'est pas mort. c'est très vrai. that it cant all be sunny tous les fois. j'ai acheté un nouveau keyboard. siopaos keyboard is not working. the keys esc, G, H, Backspace are not responding. aussi, nous avons regardé le film les femme blanches. il étais très drole. je ne peux pas attendre pour decembre quand je partirai pour manille.

[dream] j'ai reveillé à 5 heures ce matin. aliens have taken over earth. they are technologically advanced. majority of the population were turned into slaves, lab rats, and playthings. an infamous weapon of theirs is, they would scatter little pellet things that came in two varieties. diamonds or vitamin green things that explode a few seconds after it touches the ground. anyone caught within its perimeter is disintegrated. people would scatter away and hide in droves. i was part of a resistance. intelligence. we were in a classroom discussing plans. i had an idea. i raised my hand but the teacher kept ignoring me. other people had other ideas. i was loosing confidence. and afraid that somebody might beat me to my idea. i felt people were staring. i put down my raised hand. only to raise it again when the teacher was looking my way. raise it only when its necessary. enfin, i was called to present my idea. i grew more confident. we needed to create a field of "capacitors" which would suck the energy out of the pellet things. the capacitors will be placed like a grid around the city and then we'll be able to use that same energy to create our own offense . it was a great idea. a dark furry giant cat was brought down to play (more like harass our failing hopes). the aliens were playing with us. people were hiding on the third floor. in small cracks, in classrooms, and in bathrooms. pellets were released. the few that came near us. we threw down exploding at midair. we were safe for the time being. we watched people below. from the stairs. nous avons attendu. the cat grabbed some victims. people scattered. i grew more angry at the thought of the aliens getting a kick out of watching us. then the cat saw us. it climbed to where we were. i got hold of the beams which support the floors and slided down with my hands and feet fastened. plus tard, i saw a group of humans wearing animal skins, carrying make sift spears made out of trees. rand was heading the group. then i thought, michelle was to be rescued from the underground spiders?? ... i woke up.

l'ombrelle - umbrella - payong ^_^


vendredi, novembre 12

le fin de ramadan

j'apporterai mon ordinateur au travaille encore. it is the only way i can chat during the day. the only way i can keep in touch with old friends on a frequent basis (à manille, aux etats-unis, et partout dans le monde). ian n'a paie pas toujours la téléphone. i have to move out. it was a bad idea. et puis au travaille, so called IT companies prohibiting IMs. its not unheard of, but youd think mine would be an exception being foreign. there is no way a foreigner could be behind it.

beaucoup au travaille, ils preparent pour les jour de fête. un vidéo présentation et un décoration. the religious majority expects everyone to join in. not me of course. people would give me looks and remarks of disapproval. their problem. i get to see friends and family. nothing more. what matters to me. quand ma grande-mère a meurt est quand j'ai cédé xmas. its going to be just another holiday. this year was just another year. i didnt get to travel much. j'ai visité l'ile des tarsiers depuis deux semaines. (c'est là?). i dated j. which also has to end. nous avons vu un film le semaine passé. mon camera sa retourné. c'est importante. alors, 2005 est l'ans du rien spéciale.

i did and won the sportsfest logo/tshirt contest this year. modesty aside. il n'y a pas competition, je pense. and now people expect me to join in every artsy activity. its not a switch. i have to be in the mood to get anything done. i draw less and less these days. the most is when i play around with the whiteboard. i dont even paint anymore. c'est triste. i think it has everything to do with being around mundane. i have to find my muse. quick. :(

j'ai lis en ubermensh de neitzhe après j'ai vu le film les indestructibles. un ubermensch is a person who aspires and succeeds to be more than what they are at any given moment. having the undeniable influence over everything and everyone around them. having nothing except the intention of improving the human condition. the opposite is what we see of ourselves and a few i met. hoarding coffee. backstabbing. being late, being irresponsible, being greedy, being dense (insensitive). est-ce que y a-t-il un livre - for dummies: how to be more ubermensh? ^_^

les enfants. j'ai vu les images de michelle avec sa famille. elle est mère de qu'un maintenant. est-ce que pouvez-vous là? elle a un petit fil. il s'appelle andres. un mignon nom pour un très mignon petit garçon. les enfants are peoples ultimate egos realized. so that probably everyones biggest regret would be is to not have them. nevermind, que les autres enfants remplissent les orphanages. or our social responsibility at an ever growing population and depleting resources. j'ai aussi vu des images de mes neveus et ma nèice. les enfants de ma soeur. ils s'appellent peepen, thea, et tristan. ils sont mignon aussi et très intelligent. the government should encourage the two children policy by giving families who concur a break.

trade liberalization is evil. it has caused local industries (farmers) to go out of business. they cant compete with imported and cheaper goods. it needs to be managed. at least agri-businesses should be protected.

no work on monday. its ramadan.

mercredi, novembre 10

il pleut?

Q: naturally i believe god makes it rain

[max] people of ancient rome and greece had the same belief. what we regard now as mere ignorance of the natural world. what makes us think its your god and not zeus or spock other than - ego? or human arrogance? than rain was meant to feed humankind ..

following your line of thinking about intelligent design (ID), god must be subject to the same argument posed by ID. if a flower is created by god because it has an apparent design, then god must have been created by a god's god just for being a complex being (of apparent design) ..

enfin, today we know it rains because of condensation (gas turns to liquid), we can even simulate the process in a lab, it is not the personal whim of flawed, and not surprisingly human like and invisble beings. why does it rain?

Q: atheism is a belief system. It requires faith that God does not exist. A person would have to be omniscient and omnipresent to be able to say from his own pool of knowledge that there is no God.

[max] not faith, reason tells us to question the supernatural. and the burden of proving existence is for the people who claim it exists. blue elves exist too, and a person would have to be omniscient and omnipresent to be able to say they dont ..

lundi, novembre 8

donkeys

au travaille, lexington has checked in some code which broke our build. its happened more than once. something has got to be done. toutefois, with the system neck deep in bureaucracy, peut-être il n'est pas loin d'impossible. le grand pied ne m'a pas téléphone. ni accenture. je veux beaucoup sortir. je veux rentre à manille. i know i wont be any happier but at least ill be among other liberals.

j'ai vu le film indochine encore. deux fois maintenant. colonization wether by french or the spanish, dutch, or english. toute est le même. how foreigners act like royalities. even when most are trash in their native nations. the domesticated natives submissive. land which even history doesnt want to know, its origins. how their descendants continue to exploit. more than likely stolen. claimed in the name of les étrangers rois et reines. et maintenant, il y a les anciennes et nouveaux riches. les chinois et autres étrangers. continue to exploit. and act superieur at their privileged state. j'ai l'aimé quand jean baptiste est parti pour l'ile du dragon. comme bohol avec un cent iles. c'est paradise encore.

je connais que l'histoire parlera qui est correct. qui est uncivilized. malheureusement, these people usually dont live long enough to realize their mistakes. they were wrong about women, they were wrong about the shape of the earth. the nature of the universe. the origins of the species. about africans and slavery. about gays and lesbians. (and about weed). delayed for many many many years by religious opposition. and have now at least at some degree, been overcame.

the difference between bush and kerry about their positions in the gay marriage issue is that bush wants to amend the constitution, the law of the land, to redefine marriage as between a man and a woman. right now, the question is open for debate. the states, individually want to decide. proponents relying on this window to allow all citizens to marry. but since the source of adversity is religious therefore unconstitutional (1st amendment). the only recourse and he is more than capable too, now that he has both houses (senate and congress) and most likely several appointed judiciaries, make amendments and ultimately change the landscape of america (crippling the liberal states). kerry is against gay marraige too but is against the constitutional amendment (leaving the window of debate open and the decision to the states). he advocates civil unions which has the same trappings and benefits of a marraige but given another name. politically evading the debate over morals which christian conservatives seem to think they solely invented. marraige is a secular right. and should be available for all citizens. a contract between two consenting adults. enfin, i cant see past the argument going from two consenting adults to an adult and a donkey. because thats just crazy ..

j'ai rêvé ce matin. i was in a big victorian mansion with many rooms, secret passages, stairs that go on all directions. it was dark. it seemed like a haunted house. my heart was racing but i wasnt scared. at one juncture we had to walk a dark passage. a stair that led upwards. each door opening to another chamber. where stood an old woman in white night clothes. i cant say who she was. she was middle aged. gray hair. fair skin. she might have been pretty but not exceptional. i was with other people in the tour. it took us a while to get the old lady to admit that she was dead. and when we did she disappeared leaving a piece of paper with her profile drawn like they do in coins, in blue pen ink. and then other"dead" people came in the room telling us to be quiet. that people upstairs might hear us. our group we're all enjoying themselves then. laughing. i think i was trying to join the fun. then we were in a well lit canteen like room. we were in a long table. having lunch? lively discussion about our plans. places to haunt. majority said theyre going back to the shelter (an abandoned and dilapidated building in new york?) why new york? i had planned to haunt the planet pluto. farthest planet in the solar system. or the antartic where nobody can bother me. i guess i was dead too.

who are you looking for? somebody exciting and laidback. supportive and passionate. liberal and emotionally mature. intelligent and really hot. haha. which i think can only be found in a fellow dreamer. une artiste. ^_^ mais bien sur, cette personne n'existe pas. pas dans un ce monde. il est déja deux mille cinq et je n'ai trouvé personne speciale.

mardi, novembre 2

invader zim

CARTOONS. zeta and invader zim are both awesome. les histoires ne sont pas pour les enfants. invader zim is very dark. and then, how can you not sympathize with zeta, the robot fugitive. the creators put thought into it. unlike other cartoons which start out and end dumb. the new he-man series have good art but the stories arent very creative. must be just me getting old. too commercialized. too pop culture. tant pis. i played warcraft campaigns. from the original game: reign of chaos. j'ai commencé en vendredi passé et fini en lundi soir. 50 bucks well spent. there was a funny outtake at the end of the campaigns. et puis l'evolution. et puis le concert par arthas le prince. et au fond, il y a les credits. et fin, un joue football (ou est-il soccer?). hee hee.

RANT about la télévision. you see the same rubbish perpetuated by shows like eat bulaga (where i first observe the "act"). done across the networks on lunchtime, primetime. all the time. over and over. the same characters. the politically incorrect neanderthal (the alpha male of philippine society to whom children should be looking up to). the dumb and heavily breasted sex object (this is stupid). the ugly (and hence we have license to make fun of - NOT!) neighbor. it is like we have taken stereotypes to a whole new level. stereotypes should be used to make positive changes. (the only way to go) how else are we supposed to start to solve our social problems. sexism. supersition. intolerance. or just being funny. because i sure cant find humor in the same formula using the same people to play the same roles? havent we watched everything there is to see about typical middle class living? when we plagiarize ideas from the west all the time, youd think theres bound to trickle something more creative. example: friends. the goldens girls, 6ft under. sex in the city. coupling (brit version). just shoot me. drew careys. murphy brown. the simpsons. soap (you remember this?). alf. perfect strangers.

agree to disagree. this is why its not being accurate if we put labels on ourselves nor on other people, often making use of unfair generalizations. because i could be liberal and still disagree with certain issues. [embyronic stem cell research] i disagree with it because the cost is too high. peoples lives. i do not need religion to tell me that an embryo is a human being. i consider an embryo a human being. what else could it be. to legislate a ban though is another matter. but yeah, i think will support it. human beings lives are at stake. [gay marraige] the practical solution for now is legislate civil unions decided at the state level. ultimately, all citizens should be allowed to marry. the imposition of religious beliefs is a dead end. this argument is unconstitutional backed up by the first amendment. [illegal immigrants] people who broke the law should be punished according to the law. and not encouraged with a reward of citizenship. [outsourcing] this is the type of issue thats hard to say if am pro or not. if i was still working in aux etats-unis then ill be definitely against it. but since im already abroad. back here. it would be stupid for me to not change my mind.

what is nice about observing the elections aux etat-unis is that the networks provide statistics. several demographics from single and married women, social status, age brackets. then with it, be able to evaluate and maybe even plan strategies to influence those demographics for the next elections. amazing.