a quickie post for a squeaky link

A while ago, I was having second thoughts if whether or not I should post this particular link. After typing "ls" fifty times on the console and then having spent the next couple of minutes switching desktops (Crtl-F1, Ctrl-F2, ... Ctrl-F4 then back again), I realized that I should post it. I felt that it's my "moral obligation" to share this wealth of information to the world. THAT, and my moderately obsessive drive (Yeah, moderately) to regularly post something on this blog.

Well, here's that link I was talking about.

You see, we encounter a lot of unusual things every day. Like, Angelina Jolie adopting kids from third world countries, Bill Gates having put up a foundation (probably to compensate for the people his company had screwed over for the last decade), software working without glitches, news reports that are unbiased or are actually true, a day in Manila witout a "prayer rally", a "prayer rally" in Manila without any media coverage, Sarah Silverman fudging Matt Damon while Jimmy Kimmel brokebacks Ben Affleck, etc, etc, etc... The world is full of surprises.

But nothing beats knowing that there is a World Toilet Organization that, er... focuses on keeping every toilet in every corner of the universe squeaky clean - Thank God, we are SAVED!

Oh, and try checking out the "Toilet Art" link - very inspiring.

nothing beats wathing mind nubming TV

A friend of mine told me about this TV series called The flight of the Conchords . I recently found out that the first season came out early last year. Yeah, I know, this post is one year late. Anyway, since it came out last year, it only means one thing: I can get a pirated copy for less than half the price of an original and still get the same quality. So, I went to greatest pirate ever known to man - Captain Jack Sparrow of the Black Pearl - and got a copy.

After having watched about half of the entire Season, I just have to say that the characters are complete idiots (nothing beats listening/watching idiots, makes you feel like you're Einstein) and that's why I find the TV series really really funny. To give you an example, here's a verse from Bret's song Boom (or is it Boom Boom?):


"... I have to tell her how hot she is, but if I tell her how hot she is... she'll think I'm sexist...She's so hot she's making me sexist... BITCH!"


That right there just makes me want to type the letter "L", "O" and then "L" again.

"...gun-toting hip gangster wannabes"

There are people who own several guns. And they are quite proud of it. Proud enough to take a picture of each gun that they own then upload them on some photo sharing website. There are people who own several cars, some people own pets and some people own several computers, etc... I totally get it. As they say, "Whatever gets you off."

But, looking at it closely, owning a gun is quite disturbing. I honestly could not understand why there are people who want to own something whose main feature is to kill human beings with convenience. If clicking the mouse button can cause a window to pop-up, pulling a trigger can pop somebody's head up into oblivion. Now, what if that popping head happen to belong to a five year old child or to somebody you know - a definitely disturbing sight.

Of course, it is everybody's right to own a gun. Are you kidding me? There's no freedom without guns, right?

a post that doesn't/won't make any sense, at all

Swamping myself with work gives me this peculiar high. Sort of like being hit by a gush of endorphines but without the sweating and heavy breathing and all those things that you experience while working out. Not only do I feel really really good, but I tend to sleep better at night.

Some people would conveniently consider me a "workaholic". But that - to me - is a bit misleading. By now, I'm pretty sure you're eyebrows are raised so high, it has already reached the back of your head. So before it touches your spine, let me explain.

Workaholics swamp themselves with work because thay have to, like an OCD type of thing. Who knows? There are plenty of crazy people in this world and they somehow have to live up to people's expectations. OR, maybe they're not really workaholics, per se, but they're just unfortunate enough to have boses that breathe down their necks as a regular pastime.

I, on the other hand, do it on a semi-regular basis for sheer enjoyment. And don't get me wrong, when I say work, I don't mean work-in-the-office. What I mean about work is doing the things that I like that are related to work-in-the-office and would like to do in the office but - due to forces uncontrollable by any mere mortal - can't. Okay. Now I'm confused.

I think I better stop before my mouth starts foaming.

there's always enough time to do nothing and waste time

I do my laundry on Saturdays at a laundry shop approximately two blocks away from the house. Since most folks do their laundry on Sundays - just like what the ten commandments says - I do mine on Saturdays where it's just me and the washing machines and the dryers... er, and yes, the shopkeeper. What strikes me about the shopkeeper is that she doesn't say more than five words for every sentence that she utters, which is somewhat creepy because I'm beggining to think that she might be an andriod programmed to watch over the machines (But I'm creepier, because I tend to notice these things).

Anyway, the whole thing takes about two hours, so after a while it gets pretty boring. I usually bring a book with me but yesterday I forgot to bring one. I could have dashed back home, but I felt lazy so I decided to just while my time staring outside, watching the cars passing by and hope that my saliva won't drip down the side of my mouth because somebody might come in and think that I'm some sort of retard. Luckily, that didn't happen.

While I was there, looking outside the window doing my best to look normal, I thought about a lot of things. I'm enumerating them here because I found them quite interesting(I'm not sure if I remembered all of them correctly). Of course, what's interesting to me might not be of any interest to some -OR- probably anyone.

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People say that change is constant. I guess that's the reason why people hate it so much - it just doesn't stop. What puzzles me is that most people who agree that change is constant also believe that there is this someone from somewhere who has complete control over everything.
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Migrating from a centralized source code repository into a de-centralized source code repositroy is like eating your own puke - definitely not doable while your sober.
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In a perfect world, it is certainly possible to not judge a book by its cover. However, in the real world, that is just not possible. Right? We all carry our biases wherever we go. And - I honestly hope that I'm wrong - that's why we are all judgemental.
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About three years ago, I was in Japan for this training. In one of the boring lectures, the speaker said that there is no market for Karaoke machines in India because Indians are reluctant to sing in public - or something to that effect. Anyway, one of the trainees was Indian and he got furious. I honestly don't see exactly why he reacted that way. He probably felt that the example was racist. Yes, and he also probably thought that the current year is 1930.
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Each of us have our own way of coping/adapting to the world around us. Even if we feel like a three-foot wrench had been hauled up our ":"s, we're still hopeful that thing will somehow get better.
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I enjoy listening to Filipinos arguing in english - they sound as if it would make their arguments more convincing or more correct. Come to think of it, in the Philippines, anything said in english would automatically be considered 90% true no matter how absurd or idiotic (In here, grammar is certainly more important than content, it's sad but true). Of course, I just made up the 90%-true part. But what the hell, I'm writing this in english, aren't I?
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There are so many webframeworks these days. Choosing the right one for your particular web application is so confusing, to say the least. I'll probably write a post about it on my other blog. Right now, I wonder which among the three - django, rails and spring - is more fun to work on.
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People have their own mental picture of heaven. For me, heaven would be like lying on a hammock beside the beach listening to your favorite tunes with an {insert favorite mp3 player here}. I wonder what other people's mental picture of heaven is like?
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I think the most interesting people are those who are capable of making jokes about themselves. I know only a handful of these freaks of nature and it's always fun being with them.
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Well, this is it for this post. Surprisingly, it's the longet one I've had in a while.