Tuesday, December 8, 2009

Daily Report: Wandering House To House

Today was the main day of Fiesta in Jasaan. Every house had food out, and people wandered from place to place (or into town from elsewhere) for the party. It was kind of like a really big Fourth of July party.

First, Epril and I dropped in on Ron and Marla Schreuder, who had about 20 people munching out at their buffet. Marla made my favorite peanut-sauce ribs and flan for dessert to entice me to stop by. Oh so nice.

Next, Epril and I walked up the road to visit with the Valledor family, who own the local iron works. They make iron fences and the like. Theirs is another family of 5 beautiful girls... much like Epril's family. I didn't have much to eat at that party, but their party was by far the biggest... with a live band playing. Below is Jacquiline (and her baby) and Juriel Valledor. Jacqueline is getting married to a fellow from Connecticut next February at a marriage here in Jasaan. Epril and I will be there.

After that, it was over to Steve's house. He is from England. He had cooked a very nice chili con carne for me to try. We were also joined by Ron and Hans (another local expatriate from Australia whom I had only met just yesterday at the Katubigan festival). I also met a fellow named Glen from Balingasag... the next town down the road.
Then, it was back to my house, where Ednil had a bunch of her friends from college over to party.

In the evening, it was out to the Eagles Christmas Party in Jasaan.

Monday, December 7, 2009

Daily Report: Fiesta Starts, Parade And Dancing

Epril enjoying the parade...
The majorettes smile for the camera...

Sister Crystal is dressed up as a fish for part of the Katuligan dancing team that her neighborhood put together. All the neighborhoods of Jasaan put together a team to compete.


Some last minute preparations and adjustments to the fish head.


Dimple and the other younger girls have fish butts.


I've got video of the dance performance, but have had a nightmare uploading the 250 MB file (no fault of YouTube's... first my father in law closed the laptop, shutting off the internet at the 85% mark, and then a power outage in the middle of the night at the 72% mark).

OK. Got it now. Here you go:



(You know, it's really kind of a testamant to the community spirit that The Philippines has. As you watch this video, realize that this is comprised of nothing but a group of people from a nieghborhood the size of a few football fields, none of whom have much money, and yet who managed to create, outfit, and choreograph this entire thing on their own.)

On "Climategate": Those Stolen E. Anglia E-Mails

Apparently a lot of noise is being made about those stolen e-mails that seem to cast doubt on the honesty of leading climate researchers. In as few words as possible, I explain what the e-mails really said. I'll leave it up to you to put this all in context, or to remember these quotes the next time they pop up in discussion.

Quote 1:
The fact is that we can't account for the lack of warming at the moment and it is a travesty that we can't. The CERES data published in the August BAMS 09 supplement on 2008 shows there should be even more warming: but the data are surely wrong. Our observing system is inadequate.
What was being said here was, "We forecasted that 2008 would be the hottest year ever, and it was... but it wasn't as hot as our models predicted. This was because of A, B, and C. Now, even though A, B, and C wasn't a surprise and was perfectly obvious, our models have no way of calculating it. That's wrong."

Next one:
I’ve just completed Mike’s Nature trick of adding in the real temps to each series for the last 20 years (ie from 1981 onwards) and from 1961 for Keith’s to hide the decline.
Climate researchers use tree rings to figure out hot and cold years hundreds of years ago. Unfortunately, for reasons nobody knows, tree ring reliability goes crazy after 1960. Trees worldwide started growing slower, making it seem like global temperatures "declined." So, instead of using tree ring data after 1960 in temperature charts based on tree rings, Mike (whoever he is) just started using actual temperatures. That's the trick.

There. That's the summary of this video below... but feel free to watch it anyway.

The simple fact is, as always: If you want to debate something, by all means... bring the facts and the data and compare and contrast. Everybody comes out smarter that way. However, when the arguments consist of cherry picking statements and misrepresenting their meaning in hopes of winning an argument merely by destroying the opponent's credibility, nobody comes out smarter, and nobody's argument is benefited in the end.

Fuck Sony and Their Fucking Yellow Light of Death

Some stuff you don't learn about until after it walks up and punches you in the face. Then you stand around looking stupid while everyone around you says, "Oh? You didn't realize that you would wind up getting punched in the face? It happens all the time you know. Happened to me twice last week."

Such is the story with my $500 Playstation 3. Wasn't I surprised to find over 1 million hits on Google and 1000 YouTube videos complaining about the "yellow light of death" shortly after I tried to turn on my PS3 tonight and the red light that was supposed to turn a happy blue color instead turned an unexpected yellow before switching back to red again. And... just like the other tens of thousands of people left high and dry, my PS3 died 6 months after the warranty expired.

I now own a $500 brick.

I keep buying Sony products too. Everything I own is Sony. Why the fuck do I keep giving these people my money? I never learn.

Now it's off to Sony repair center in CDO with my bricked equipment to see if they can fix it. Well... there seems to be ample evidence on YouTube that the PS3 Yellow Light Of Death can be repaired easily enough, but I'm not going to crack open my own junk and make it officially worthless in the process.

Sunday, December 6, 2009

Jungle Jil Health Tip

If you are sitting around and have sudden onset of chest pain, that's obviously not a good thing.

However if, as you are getting ready to go to the hospital, the pain suddenly disappears in a second or two, do not cancel the trip to the hospital. Chest pain that disappears in an instant worries doctors far more than chest pain that diminishes slowly.

Happy Birthday Sunshine


Today was my wife's birthday. I went out to buy her flowers, but there are no florists in Jasaan... and no roses. So I had to buy bunches of individual types of flowers from a place selling them by the road, and then made an arrangement myself for the Birthday Girl in the iced tea pitcher. (I got Epril an iPhone a couple of weeks ago as well.)

A year older, but still just as pretty and loving!

Miss Jasaan 2009 Contestants

If these pretty ladies don't want to make you move out to the jungle, nothing will. The contestants for Miss Perlas Ng Katubigan 2009:

(Epril's cousin below...)



(The winner from The Eagles Convention last week... a Jasaan girl.)
The winner:

The girl next door (our neighbor).

Friday, December 4, 2009

Lovely

Old people create their own special kind of cool.

This will be Epril and me in the year 2071... as soon as I teach Epril to play piano.
(And yes... I'll also still be grabbing Epril's butt when I'm 102.)

My Little Mental Problem

I suffer from hallucinations. Do you?

I have what are called "tactile hallucinations", which is feeling things that aren't there. Tactile hallucinations are usually not associated with a mental illness: Phantom limb sensation in amputees is the most obvious tactile hallucination. Crawling skin in drug abusers is another. However, some people can suffer from severe and debilitating mentally-disordered tactile hallucinations such as hard pushing, punching, or squeezing.

My hallucinations are really small, intermittent, and minor compared to anything mentioned above. Every once in a while (once or twice per day), I feel a drop of cool water hit me — mostly on my forearms, but also on my head or legs. When I check, there is no sign of any moisture or anything.

Since I'm not an amputee or drug user, I figure my tactile hallucinations must be a mental problem... albeit a small one. (I figure the various locations in which I get these sensations would rule out any kind of nerve conduction or other somatic etiology.)

This is basically the same as auditory, visual, or olfactory (smell) hallucinations, where your brain creates input from organs where none actually exists. I assume that soon I'll be sitting down and having conversations with Winston Churchill or something, which I sort of look forward to.

Of course, if anyone else has these exact symptoms, and decided to see a doctor about them, and found out that it was a precursor to some rare disorder that can be cured by drinking more beer or something, please let me know.

Thursday, December 3, 2009

Against It Before I Was For It


Senator John McCain is just fighting like crazy on behalf of seniors by introducing an amendment trying to stop Obamacare's $487 billion in Medicare "unspecified" reductions. This, of course, is a wonderful turnaround from a short 12 months ago when Presidential Candidate John McCain announced that his own presidential healthcare plan would be paid for with $1.3 trillion in "unspecified" cuts to Medicare.
McCain has plenty of company in his hypocrisy. As Volsky goes on to note, many of the Republicans likely to vote in favor of McCain's amendment voted for the Balanced Budget Act of 1997, whichalso called for substantial Medicare cuts. Sam Brownback, Charles Grassley, Jon Kyl... the list goes on.

Of course, there were some critical differences between the Medicare reductions Republicans backed during the 1990s and the ones Democrats propose today. But those differences don't exactly put the Republican attacks in a more favorable light.

During the 1990s, Republicans eyed Medicare savings as a way to free up money for tax cuts, the majority of which would benefit the wealthy. Today, Democrats want to use Medicare savings as a way to finance health care reform, which will — on balance — do a lot more to help the poor and middle-class. You can argue whether such a shift is fair — more on that later — but it's hard to argue that such a shift is less fair than what the Republicans had in mind.

In the '90s, the Republicans weren't overly specific about the kinds of cuts they had in mind. They simply wanted to slash Medicare's funding, in many cases because they supported Newt Gingrich's crusade to let Medicare "wither on the vine." The Democratic approach is to find savings that target the program's inefficiencies, whether it's unjustified subsidies to private insurance companies or payments to hospitals that have chronically high rates of inpatient infections. If those reductions work as planned — and I think there's good reason to think they will, although I concede that's a fair debate — one result will be better care for seniors.
In fact, Republicans have voted to cut Medicare quite unanimously 15 times in the last 15 years. Now on the 16th chance they actually have the opportunity to do so... and nope.

In related news, AARP supports the proposed cuts to Medicare. "Most importantly, the legislation does not reduce any guaranteed Medicare benefits," A. Barry Rand, the AARP's CEO, said in a letter to senators.

Tuesday, December 1, 2009

I'll Endorse Pacquiao for Congress

Boxer Manny Pacquiao is again running for Congress here in The Philippines after a failed campaign bid 2 years ago.

In America, of course, I'd be mortified at the thought of somebody having a very real chance at a Congressional seat based on nothing but their boxing skills... but here in The Philippines, where nepotism and cronyism are the main avenues to political positions, and profit and demagoguery are the primary motivations, perhaps it's time to try something else.

While I personally think that Manny currently does more for The Philippines' reputation and pride in the boxing ring, I can respect his eagerness to translate his public clout into political clout in order to benefit his home region.

I'm Turning On Verification For Comments

Sorry... I'm going to turn on the verification thing for comments, where you look at the picture and type the letters that you see.

There is an automated commenting robot that has been leaving dozens of comments every day for viagra and other comments in Russian and Chinese. I like to leave comments as "free" as possible... but the annoyance factor has reached the actionable threshold.

If that doesn't work, I'll consider switching over to non-anonymous comments only.

Monday, November 30, 2009

Daily Report: Oh Jesus

Nothing special today: I overslept a bit, got to work and stayed there until 6 p.m., took Tyson for a walk, and then played video games ("Resistance: Fall of Man"; finished it tonight).

I live on a corner of this little village. On the corner across the street is a little shrine. Tonight, the intersection on which that corner rests, was raised a large tarp, lights were put up, and the place was turned into a chapel. Mother Mary was wheeled out of the church across the plaza, and brought to my corner, where the benignant icon would cast her Mona Lisa smile down upon worshippers of a quiet candlelit overnight vigil. This is done every year on the full moon before Jasaan's annual big fiesta.

Of course, when I mean quiet, I mean sermons shouted into microphones and doxologies sung at top volume, drums and horns; when I mean candlelit, I mean bright flourescent lights and everybody holding candles; and when I mean overnight, I mean until 4:30 in the morning.

Here is The Virgin's arrival at the temporary chapel. (The original video has great contrast in the low light... but looks like it got lost a bit when uploading to YouTube.)


Here was one of the quieter moments of the vigil.


Well, I stuffed some tissue in my ears, sandwiched my head between two pillows, and turned the fan all the way up to create some white noise, and that managed to keep the sound out of my ears just enough to allow me to get some sleep.

Sunday, November 29, 2009

Philippine Eagles 28th National Congress Day 2


Congressman Plaza.

Congressman Rodriguez.

President Estrada
It was back to Cagayan De Oro tonight to the 28th Annual Fraternal Order of Eagles National Congress. Tonight was the formal banquet in which the national officers were elected. (Epril and I rode in a Jeepney in our Sunday best. I actually had the laptop with me, and edited photos from last night's meeting on the way. It certainly makes the trip go much better... when you have something to distract you. Epril's iPhone television was also nice to have along.) As the night previously, lots of awards were handed out, the Philippine Eagles anthem was played and played, and dinner was served (pancit, fried calamari, a serving of a beef stew, and rice) and Beer Na Beer flowed liberally.

Also, the most famous members of the Philippines Eagles were in attendance, sitting at the President's table, and they did some speaking as well: Former Senate President and former Ambassador to The United States, Kuya Ernesto Maceda was there. Kuya Joey De Venecia, who was instrumental in exposing governmental corruption in the NBN/ZTE broadband case, was there. Congressman Kuya Rodolfo Plaza and Congressman Kuya Rufus Rodriguez both got up to speak... and the previous four Kuya all got up to offer kind words to the fifth Kuya, the keynote speaker of the evening, former President of The Philippines, and current Presidential Candidate Kuya Joseph Estrada. The big ballroom was filled to capacity and standing in the wings.

Below is the Presidential table: From left to right, you have (1) Kuya Ferdinand Bernisor, National PEIL (Membership and Protocol) Director, (2) Kuya Joe Longcob, the incoming National President of Eagles, (3) Kuya Ernesto Maceda, 4) Kuya Joey De Venecia, (5) Kuya Nilo Raymundo, founder of The Philippine Eagles, (5) Kuya Rufus Rodriquez, (6) Kuya Joseph Estrada, (7) Kuya Vincente Avila, outgoing National President of Eagles, (8) Kuya Erlquin Lim, National Vice President of Eagles, (9) Kuya Rodolfo Plaza, (10) Kuya Miguel Piso, and (11) Kuya Sonny Raypon, District Governor for Eagles of Northern Mindanao.


President Kuya Estrada seemed to entertain the crowd greatly... although I have to say that I missed the humor: For the dry and uninteresting political bits, he spoke in English; then for the self-deprecating and humorous bits, he broke into Tagalog. (Although, in referring to his time in jail, he did say, "No one can argue now: I'm a man of conviction.")

(Just a note: I'm writing about President Estrada as a fellow Philippine Eagle in a blog post about The Philippine Eagles. I'm omitting discussion (pro or con) about President Estrada's political career on purpose.)

Anyway, it was another lovely evening. I did get to shake Erap's hand (and I have Mike Turner to thank for his split-second camera handling for getting the handshake (sort of) on film) and had my photo taken with Congressman Plaza as well. After that, Epril and I caught a taxi back to Jasaan... with a quick stop at Jollibee drive-through on the way. (The dinner was good... but not filling.) We were home right around midnight.

Conressman Plaza and myself:
President Estrada and myself: Yes, it's a crap picture. I had about 2 seconds to get my camera out, turn it on, hand it to Mike Turner, and say, "Get a picture of this," before offering my hand to the former Philippines President, and Mike had about 1 second to point and shoot before Mr. Estrada was gone. Well done, considering.

Philippine Eagles 28th National Congress Day 1


The banquet hall was filled with
Eagles members from around The
Philippines as the 28th annual
National Congress began.

Lots of awards were handed out.
Here, the National President Avila of
The Eagles (second from the right)
and National Vice President Lim
(second from left) congratulate 2
kuyas for their good work.
Epril and I went into Cagayan De Oro tonight to attend the first night of the 28th annual Fraternal Order of Philippine Eagles National Congress being held at the Grand Caprice Hotel in the Limketkai area of town. We had a nice time. There were lots of Philippine Eagles members from all over the Philippines, and we made some new friends, as well as saw our usual friends from the local chapter that I belong to. We hung out mostly with Mike Turner. Lots of awards were handed out. There was dinner, free beer, and for entertainment, there was a beauty contest with 16 very pretty ladies from the area. Provincial Governor Oscar Moreno was there as well.

The crowd had a good time cheering on the girls, and shouts of "Mabuhay Aguilar!!" were heard all evening.

Since everybody likes pictures of pretty girls, below are the contestants in the beauty pageant. Actually, Epril and I were surprised, because many of these contestants are the same girls at the various "bikini open" contests in and around Jasaan that I am frequently asked to judge.

And, as a bit of video, here is Governor Moreno serenading the beautiful contestants.

Saturday, November 28, 2009

I'm Entertained By These Party Crashers

You'll have to forgive me: I know that the couple who crashed the White House's recent state dinner uncovered dangerous breaches in security, embarrassed so-and-so and made a mockery of such-and-such... but I think they are cool.

Adventure comes in many forms, and I can imagine that — like that guy who illegally climbs buildings around the world and then parachutes off — there must have been lots of planning, thought, and no small amount of guts that went into pulling this off, and what must have been maximum excitement and adrenaline in the attempt.

And, like that aforementioned Human Spider guy, the fact that this is (currently, and hopefully for the foreseeable future) limited to just this one couple who are harmless (in and of themselves), I think it's all a bit of a laugh and nothing else.

When hundreds of copycat party crashers come out of the woodwork to emulate this couple's success and start causing real problems, then of course I'll sing a different tune. But for now, I'm just amused.

You Say You No Surf? Ha. I Make Surf.

I mentioned yesterday how nobody "surfs" the internet anymore... just clicking on some link that seems intriguing, and then following it (and the knowledge, enjoyment, or experience it provides) through some additional link, and on and on and on.

Wikipedia is like that for me. I'll read about one subject... and then I'll have to open up all of the links inside that subject... and then all the interesting links inside those subjects... and on and on and on. (I've still got Wikipedia links stored in my "Favorites" bar that I haven't gotten around to reading yet after I looked up "William Rufus" and ran out of time and energy after 6 hours of "surfing".)

Providentially, Andrew Sullivan has discovered a big bag of Wikipedia crack cocaine: A collection of 50 interesting Wikipedia entries.

Copybot compiles 50 interesting entries. Here's the one for Parsley Massacre:
In October 1937, Dominican President Rafael Leónidas Trujillo Molina ordered the execution of the Haitian population living within the borderlands with Haiti. The violence resulted in the killing of 20,000 to 30,000 Haitian civilians over a span of approximately five days, which would later become known as the Parsley Massacre due to the shibboleth which Trujillo had his soldiers apply to determine whether or not those living on the border were native Dominicans who spoke Spanish fluently. Soldiers would hold up a sprig of parsley, ask "What is this?", and assume that those who could not pronounce the Spanish word perejil (called pèsi in Haitian Creole, persil in French) were Haitian. Within the Dominican Republic itself, the massacre is known as El Corte ("the cutting").
There are 49 more entries here. Don't click if you have a low resistance to internet sciolistic varia; you'll lose a day over it.

Thursday, November 26, 2009

Daily Report: A Day That Didn't Start Well Or Badly

We woke up today to sunshine... although it must have just stopped raining within the last hour as the tiles and pavement were all still wet: 48 hours of precipitation in a country where a 2-hour rainstorm is considered substantial, 30 minutes the average.

I got up to my office and turned on my work computer. Nothing. No go. No familiar click-sigh sound of electronic redivivus. I crawled to the stygian underbelly of my jungle perch where my computer lives and unplugged/replugged everything and tried anew. This time I got the click-sigh; this time I got the login screen. I typed my name and password, and then wandered off with my coffee to watch the sunshine dry out the neighborhood. When I came back, my computer was off again. No click-sigh with any further attempts.

Without this computer — not "without A computer" but "without THIS computer" — I'm unemployed.

I guessed that the 110% humidity of the last 48 hours somehow killed my power supply. I unplugged the computer, opened up the case, and found 7 years of dust bunnies living inside... 7 years of open-window office, floor-dwelling, smoke-ash-cat-dog-air-breathing. I could barely see the motherboard.

Since there is no computer store in Jasaan, I decided to take my computer to Ron Schreuder's internet café and clean it out using his blower, and try unplugging-replugging everything on the inside (not just the power cord on the outside). I went there, blew every dust bunny to kingdom come, unplugged the power supply to the mother board, unplugged the memory, the expansion cards, the processor, and pretty much anything else that looked pluggable, and then tried the computer again.

It worked fine. I still have a job.

I spent pretty much the rest of the day in front of my computer. I spent my lunch break randomly surfing the internet. (We don't "surf" anymore do we? We don't even use that term anymore. Now we stride purposefully on our daily internet walks; we know where we are going and don't deviate or let the waves of the internet guide us. Well, I do "surf"... sometimes... like today.)

I didn't even know it was Thanksgiving today until I got an e-mail reply from my company's medical Q&A team that started off, "Good morning! Happy Thanksgiving!"

p.s. I finally got up that video I mentioned in the post below.

Wednesday, November 25, 2009

Daily Report: Apres Le Deluge, Moi

It still rained all day today... but it had slowed to a heavy drizzle. We went first thing to the family house and amazingly everything was alright. Quite simply, the terrain was just steep enough (although you would never think it by looking at it) to keep the water flowing quickly, and the family house had enough obstacles in front of it to keep the flowing water from directly confronting it, that — while houses 200 feet away, and 3 or 4 feet higher in elevation were damaged heavily by being in the path of the torrent — the family house (with floorboards about 2 feet above ground level) was completely dry. There was just a little damage to the fence in the front yard, and the lower porch area needed a good mopping.

Lucky.



Since the family house was fine, I joined Mike Bird (who had lost 50 feet of fence and a couple of his beloved papaya trees) in helping the neighborhood clean out the cement drainage culvert (about 1 foot wide by 2 feet deep) which feeds the nearby rice paddies. It's clogging was causing a bit of water to still flow through the wrong parts of the neighborhood. I grabbed a shovel and a hoe and got to work clearing out several tons of bamboo, torn up fence, coconuts, and truckloads of sandy mud. I spent the morning in the rain, soaking wet and heaving and hoeing.

At midday, I went back home, had some lunch, and then took a nap.

I bought Epril an iPhone for her upcoming birthday. She's loving it. It even has built-in television, radio, and WiFi internet in addition to being a phone. As soon as they figure out how to incorporate a refrigerator and toilet into one of these things...

Anyway, I was pretty exhausted after this morning. I haven't put my back into anything in a long time! It was off to bed early.

Tuesday, November 24, 2009

On The Subject Of That Massacre The Other Day

I've had two requests / inquiries into my thoughts on that recent massacre down near Cotabato, and whether I'm alright, worried, upset, or have any kind of reaction to it.

My reaction is this: Welcome to Filipino politics.

This massacre was basically the assassination of the wife of a guy who was running for governor, everyone who was with her at the time, and apparently several other bystanders. I'm not sure why it happened, or more specifically who it happened to, or what was supposed to be accomplished (other than in the most general "get the other candidate out of the race" sense).

Most importantly though is this: What happens inside the ARMM area of Mindanao — with all the Muslims, the MILF, and the thieving bandits who pretend to be associated with the MILF — pretty much stays in the ARMM area. (When it does spill out to the Christian areas, it doesn't get as far as Cagayan De Oro... let alone Jasaan.)

In fact, a good analogy would be living in Delaware... on the far side of Philadelphia, and hearing about a redneck massacre in West Virginia: About the same distance both in miles and cultures.

The fact is, if I ever run into any jungle warriors in this part of Mindanao, it will be the Communist rebels, who theoretically could make it as far as Jasaan. As I've mentioned before, while they can be a nuisance and can kill, they are pretty much a joke.

The lesson to be learned from this crime against humanity, democracy, and The Philippines? Stay as far away from politics, politicians, and political causes in this country as you can.
UPDATE:

Just as an afterthought: I really hope that this is a turning point for The Philippines... although I won't hold my breath. My personal opinion is that The Philippines should impose the death penalty for any political murder... be it candidate, family member, aide, or the murder of any other person killed in an attempt to derail the democratic process of selecting a government.

Daily Report: A Day That Didn't End Well Or Badly

It rained today. All morning, it drizzled. All afternoon, it rained. All evening, it poured.

Then Epril and I got word from the in-laws that the family home across town was getting flooded. They had moved to high ground. My father in law, Eddie, came up to our house (at the highest point in town) with kid sister Dimple, but momma and the other kids stayed behind. I walked with Eddie back down to where the flooding was. We saw that everyone was okay out on the highway (actually holed up at Mike Bird's half-built restaurant), and then we walked back through the neighborhood to the family house, but unfortunately we couldn't get close: A huge raging flood was passing in front of us. We could see the house... about 50 meters away, and a meter lower than where we were standing in water up to our shins. I must say it didn't look at all good. I don't know whether the wooden structure will hold out through the night.

We walked back to the main highway, got the rest of the family together, and then walked back up to my house.

I was a little surprised to see that all of my family was actually in good spirits overall. They were even a little bit light-hearted despite the pluvial hell we were walking through... with toppled trees, raging torrents at our ankles, and a rather chill breeze... despite the property loss we were facing.

We'll see what tomorrow holds.

Monday, November 23, 2009

Excuse Me While I Kiss This Guy

I love it when somebody flutters the dovecotes like this. It's especially rich when it forces people into making a double-standard reaction.

Apparently this guy named Adam Lambert passionately kissed another guy during his American Music Awards performance the other night.

Of course, people kiss all the time... but it's usually a guy and a girl. Everybody loves that kind of kiss... even if it's between unmarried guys and girls; goes all the way back to Tristan and Isolde, you know... or at least Woodstock. Hey: In this day and age, even Madonna and Britney can kiss and the world won't come screaming to a halt; Bob Guccione has made a billion dollars peddling the Art of Lesbos over the last 4 decades to the hairy-palmed of America.


The kiss that raunched a thousand twits.
But if two guys kiss? Oh hell! "Keep it in the bedroom," people shout! "I'm all for gay pride, but you don't need to be up in my face about it," people complain. "What if children saw that?" Predictions of a 2012-style end-of-the-world bar-be-qued humanity are bouncing around the internet like little electronic Book-of-Revelation Chicklets.

Heheh. In the realm of iconoclasm, this really is as good as it gets: Watching rational, educated-but-ignorant people lose their little minds over a kiss between the "wrong" people.

I vote for frequent man kisses on TV, just to annoy these people even more. A daily supply of deep-breath-going-in-gasp-coming-out, head-wiggling, mustache-mixing, Adam's-apple-touching man kisses.

Wolverines! **

Sunday, November 22, 2009

Daily Report: Summaries

The pizza stand finished its first month of operation and, astoundingly its performance was almost exactly what I predicted. I expected sales of around 20 pizzas per day (it was 19 per day) and profits per pizza of around 20 pisos per pizza (it was 19.6 pisos). Actually, we probably would have sold more pizzas, but I made the mistake of trying to cut costs with some cheaper flour, and it made for terrible pizza dough, and using it really cut into sales and profits.

Susan (my sister-in-law... the pizza shop is hers, not mine) wants to expand to a place down on the highway in one of the nearby larger towns. I think we would probably come closer to 40-50 pizzas per day in that location. We'd be paying rent there though, so it is a matter of either charging 5 or 10 pisos more per pizza, or having a lower profit margin.

We went to David Schreuder's baptism today at church, and a party afterwards. I'm a little bit pressed for time at the moment, so I'll put up photos in a separate post later in the day that will appear below this one.

Epril and I went on a date tonight into CDO. We had Japanese for dinner, and then watched "2012". That had to be the most incredibly stupid, incredibly entertaining movie I've ever seen. "2012" is to action movies what The Three Stooges is to comedy. It took the "escaping death by a hair's breadth" to ridiculous, almost farcical extremes. I can recommend it highly to anybody who is willing to deposit their rational thought at the theatre entrance.

The weather here has been chilly. (And yes... by chilly, I mean warm by American/European standards.) There have been lots of drizzles too; an ugly time of year. Jasaan is getting ready for it's big fiesta though, with bands practicing on the city green, people setting up stands everywhere, planning big dinners. (Obviously lots of pizzas will be sold.)

Mike Bird is building a chicken stand down on the highway. He should be open for business in a couple of weeks. He's been getting chicken-cooking lessons from a local chicken-cooking master, and is perfecting his own recipe. It should do well.

Daily Report: Baptism and Water Conservation


The church in Jasaan.
This picture makes the
sanctuary look
deceptively small; the
retable in the back is
3 stories tall.

David has 2 adorable
older sisters.
Sorry it took me an extra day to get these photos up. But here they are. I was asked by David Schreuder's father, Ron Schreuder, to be a Godfather at David's baptism today. Epril and I went to Jasaan's Catholic church and joined in the event. Mike Bird was also asked to be a Godfather. The rest of the people I did not know, but Ron's mother (arrived from Holland) was also there for the event.

The baptism was after the second church service of the day (which is performed almost entirely in English, as opposed to the first service, which is performed in Visayan). There were 3 babies being baptized today, so there was a bit of a crowd (as always seems to be the case at Filipino baptisms) up at the alter today. I'm there, standing behind Ron and his wife Marla, holding David.

All in all, there were 7 Godfathers. I don't know why in The Philippines, babies have multiple Godparents... and all male in David's case. My sister and I each have one Godfather and one Godmother. So I'm now a Godfather to 2 of my friends' children. Fortunately, it doesn't make me responsible for tuition to Princeton or anything. At least I hope it doesn't.

I thought it rather amusing that the priest was reading out of a baptismal breviary upon which are printed the words "water, an endangered natural resource".


So Ron and Marla welcome a freshly-minted Christian into their lovely family.

After the baptism, of course, was a luncheon. Ron, owning a bakery, had a whiz-bang cake baked for David, whom I'm sure appreciated the effort fully. (It's a bit embarrassing, but I don't have one close-up photo of David from today. Sorry. Maybe somebody will e-mail me one in his cute christening outfit with white satin bow-tie and bowler cap.)


Anyway, Ron greeted the guests with a nice speech, and then there was an absolute ton of food (all of it great) to be enjoyed. Oh... and there was this pinapple-coconut flan served which was the most amazing dessert I've ever had in The Philippines... I have to have Epril get the recipe from Marla.

Well, Epril and I offer up our congratulations to David and his parents. Good luck and long life little guy.

Friday, November 20, 2009

Now That's A Boat

BMW and Oracle have teamed together to issue a challenge to the champion Swiss team in the upcoming America's Cup, and what a boat they have. The tri-hulled BOR90 (90 feet long and 90 feet wide at the water line... the size of a baseball diamond) is a complete rewrite of yacht design. It's 160-foot-tall mast is gyroscopically controlled so that it always stays upright no matter what angle the boat below is at; the razor thin hulls offer so little resistance that the boat regularly moves thrice as fast as the wind that is moving it, and has approached 60 miles per hour.

But really, in my opinion, it's just one of the most beautiful boats ever.



By the way, the court case mentioned in this ABC video was settled back in April of this year... in favor of BMW Oracle. Game on.

No Wonder Thai Girls...

Couldn't pass up commenting on this:

Thailand is helping Thai men purchase condoms that fit by giving out free "penis measuring devices" (it's basically a little tape measure) that covers the "standard Thai circumference of 49 to 56 millimeters."

For those of you not willing to do the calculations, those circumferences lead to the conclusion that the standard penis diameter of Thai men is 15.6 mm to 17.8 mm, or 6/10ths of an inch to 7/10ths of an inch. Yes... you can hold your fingers apart to do a little measuring (pun intended); don't be embarrassed.

It's a bit amazing how PR campaigns can sometimes backfire in the most unexpected ways. I doubt anybody is focusing on the "Wow! Good idea to encourage more effective condom use in Thailand." Instead, we've got everybody around the world holding their fingers 6/10ths of an inch apart, and laughing at Thai erections.

(p.s. Note that the original article says that the 49-56 mm is a measurement of "width", which would make the average Thai thickness well over 2 inches... which would place the entire country in porn star range. As someone who has been to Pattaya's gay bars and seen the boys dancing: It's circumference... trust me.)

Thursday, November 19, 2009

Daily Report: Intimation Versus Exposition

I've come up with a good idea to add one more level of security to my house... to discourage the bad guys from paying us a visit. I've already got the doberman. I've already got the guard. Now I'm getting the gun.

Well... that's what I'm reporting anyway. You see, it's the gun that the bad guys don't know you have that you eventually wind up using. It's the gun that the bad guys are aware is awaiting them should they come visiting that will never get used. And what's the point of having a gun that never gets used? Nothing of course. What's the difference between a gun that never gets used and no gun at all? Nothing of course. So: The word being spread is that I now have a big fuck-off, massive-hole-making, cannon of a gun in my house. No you can't see it. You'll just have to trust me that it's there. (News in this village travels so fast... the bad guys will know about my gun-that-will-never-be-used in no time flat.)

Mike Turner recommended I get a paint gun like the one that he has. Looks exactly like an M16. It's a thought, but I don't want to spend $400 on my gun-that-will-never-be-used when I can spend $0. (By the way: Paint gun battle groups are really popular here in The Philippines... although it does strike me as a bit twee to go into the jungles of Mindanao with toy guns to fight when you can drive a couple miles down the road and encounter NPA rebels with real guns fighting real soldiers.)

Ron Schreuder stopped by today and asked Epril and I to be Godparents to his newborn boy, David. Baptism will be this Sunday here in town.

It's been a very quiet week here otherwise. Actually, I don't have a thing to do until December, other than Sunday's baptism. I kind of like it that way.

I've been watching Gene Simmon's Family Jewels, which is immensely entertaining. It's an unapologetic and highly entertaining look into the private life of a highly wealthy and charismatic rock star and his family. And, unlike Ozzy Osbourne and his family, Gene Simmons (bass guitar player of the band Kiss) and his family are all highly intelligent and witty (his son especially), well-balanced, good-looking, and possessing common sense and fundamentally sound values. Also, unlike The Osbournes, Family Jewels makes an effort to set things up for the Simmons' to do for entertainment value. (In last night's episode, Gene and (common-law) wife Shannon go to The Kentucky Derby. Gene is very much against gambling, so Shannon bets $100,000 of Gene's money on the horse she said "had the jockey with the best colors", leaving Gene apoplectic. You'll have to tune in to find out whether this bet is like other episodes, where Gene gets suckered by Shannon's elaborate jokes (like convincing him she spent $9 million on a British castle, or had adopted a baby without telling him). However, the news coverage of the bet should give you a hint.

My mother was talking about looking at the stars from her back porch in Upstate New York the other night, and how clear they were. Here in the Philippines, for reasons I'm not entirely sure about, the stars twinkle and are more colorful than they were where I grew up in New York State. Some of the stars twinkle so much that I would say it would be more accurate to say they are "flashing" or "strobing". Some of the stars appear red or orange too. But, on the downside, even on a crystal clear night here in The Philippines, the number of stars and their brilliance and brightness does not compare to what I used to be able to see in Upstate New York.

Congressman Eric Massa Explains His No Vote

My Congressman, Democrat Eric Massa from the 29th district of New York recently voted "No" on the massive healthcare overhaul ("H.R. 3962") that is being debated on Capitol Hill... contrary to the standard Democrat position.

Congressman Massa today sent his constituents an e-mail explaining his vote. Since I have very little knowledge of the bill myself, and I'm more apt to believe the conclusion of somebody who has reached that conclusion in a way that forces them to speak out / act / vote against their original position on an issue, I'm allowing my own opinion on this to be guided by that of my Congressman:

Congressman Massa's basic conclusion was that the bill does not accomplish what he hoped it would (provide healthcare for the vast majority of uninsured Americans), and in fact entrenches and legitimizes many of the current problems by putting them under the auspices of the federal government.
Unfortunately, H.R. 3962 will not deliver these goals. Its primary strategy is to achieve more and better care by the federal government's regulation of the private insurance industry. But the so-called "Public Option," which is supposed to compete for customers with private providers, is too weak to be much of a competitor. Estimates are that it will attract only six million customers; and this will make its risk pool too small and too dominated by lower-income, less healthy purchasers whom the private companies do not much want anyway. This will ensure our national dependence on publically subsidized and partially regulated private insurance, provided through employers, the permanent and central element of U.S. health care for the indefinite future. But if private insurance sold to employers was the answer, we would not be in the mess we are.
I recognize that the reasons that Congressman Massa voted against H.R. 3962 were because it wasn't "left / liberal" enough, and I agree with his thinking: If you're going to have a massive new government program on par with Social Security in scope, (a) there's no arguing that it is going to be liberal since the main haeccity of liberalism is big government programs (and vice-versa), and (b) there's no sense doing a big liberal program like this it if it's going to be liberal milquetoast.

More importantly, I appreciate the fact that Congressman Massa was willing to vote against the wishes of his party, and willing to vote against a bill that utterly fails to deliver what he hoped it would. I recognize that there may have been an element of political thinking involved in his vote, since NY-29 is a generally Republican district, but calculated thinking like that can be respected if it leads to behavior in line with your conscience. (The Fighting 29th blog disagrees with the political aspect of this vote.)

Personally, I think that Congressman Massa is doing a good job so far.

Read the entire e-mail after the jump.

Because you have previously been in touch about health issues, I am writing to let you know why I voted "no" on the 2009 major health care reform bill (H.R. 3962). Being accountable to you for my actions, perhaps you will forgive a detailed response.

Since entering Congress on January 6, 2009, I have devoted more time and thought to health care reform than any other issue. Health care has been discussed this year in every one of my more than 60 town halls and 300 house parties. My staff and I read, digested and replied to over 15,000 letters, faxes, emails and phone calls, went over countless briefs, white papers, studies and analyses, reflecting every possible perspective and interest.

Not a single day went by without representatives of professional health care providers, patients, specific disease groups, insurances companies, unions, academic experts, think tank executives, medical students, medical supplies sales people, hospital executives and a surprising number of sick people, contacting us. Every single voice and concern was carefully listened to.

Various draft bills were read and discussed with Congressional colleagues and the House leadership. I continuously listened and read; and tried my very best to absorb and understand all this information.

At the very beginning of this debate, I made clear my support for a single-payer health system. This is rooted in experiences in the US Navy and as a survivor of a deadly cancer. Achieving health care reform is - and remains - a very high priority.

Having spent much of the last ten months studying, listening to constituents and considering this, I could not support H.R. 3962, the health reform bill presented to us by House leadership. This position is best for my constituents and best for our country.

Now let me briefly explain my vote.

At the start of the debate earlier this year, many agreed the objectives were to: make clinically needed health care available to all Americans; to ensure health care is affordable for most individuals and families, so more Americans could pay for their own coverage; bring total annual health care expenditures into line with the rest of the developed world, below 17.7% of gross domestic product; ensure consistently high quality care; and reduce the total money spent on system waste, fraud inefficiency and poor management.

Unfortunately, H.R. 3962 will not deliver these goals. Its primary strategy is to achieve more and better care by the federal government's regulation of the private insurance industry. But the so-called "Public Option," which is supposed to compete for customers with private providers, is too weak to be much of a competitor. Estimates are that it will attract only six million customers; and this will make its risk pool too small and too dominated by lower-income, less healthy purchasers whom the private companies do not much want anyway. This will ensure our national dependence on publically subsidized and partially regulated private insurance, provided through employers, the permanent and central element of U.S. health care for the indefinite future. But if private insurance sold to employers was the answer, we would not be in the mess we are.

Private insurance premium costs will continue to increase and more people will lose access to care. Further, the individual mandate forcing private citizens to buy mostly private care or face substantial annual fines, may not be constitutional. And burdening private businesses with the legal burden of providing health care insurance will leave them at a serious competitive disadvantage with foreign companies who face no such costs. Many firms will be fined and further harmed for not providing care.

The bill, compared to the size of the problem, does little to truly force out waste, fraud, abuse and mismanagement; and this in turn increases the money that must be raised either by new revenue streams or reductions in existing health programs, to pay the new bills.

The bill leaves rural health care providers permanently disadvantaged. And the expansion of Medicaid eligibility could lead to significant pressures for higher New York state taxes and county real estate taxes. The middle of an economic down-turn is a bad time for tax raises.

It does very little to increase the number of primary care or family physicians who, along with advanced practice nurses and nurse practitioners, are central to more prevention and wellness programs. Overall, this bill makes our national health care system administratively more cumbersome, bureaucratic and unnecessarily expensive.

So I entered the House of Representatives on Saturday, November 7th, 2009 and voted "no." This decision bitterly disappointed some of you. It saddens me too, as the nation badly needs a system which can do a better job of helping us to be healthier, at lower costs. Unfortunately, the House bill's passage through the Senate and a subsequent conference will almost certainly further weaken an already-flawed piece of legislation.

So what can I say to those who need health reform now?

Whether or not any act emerges from Congress, the health reform process will go on; and I am sworn to work with all constituents to build a better system. In the days ahead you will be hearing from me on continuing steps to reform our nation's health care system.

We cannot give in to apathy or cynicism. That would be a betrayal to us and our children.



Monday, November 16, 2009

Much Ado A Bow Nothing


Obama's rather unique bow/handshake
to Japan's Emperor has many upset.
So President Obama bowed to the Emperor of Japan.

I would say, "When in Rome/Toyko..." but President Obama bent knee to King Abdullah of Saudi Arabia and Queen Elizabeth as well, so obviously it is this U.S. President's policy to show subservient respect to royalty.

The State Department says that American leaders "need not bow." If I wanted to engage in a bit of sophistry, I could focus on how "need not" is a far cry from "should not" but again...

The fact really is that Obama is the most powerful man on Earth. Nobody, foreign or domestic, can claim he has less power, less influence, less credibility — or, at least honestly make that claim — because he chooses to respect royalty on their terms instead of his own. The Japanese trade wonks aren't thinking, "Oh, he'll be a total pussy when we start raising tariffs," because he bowed to the emperor. I doubt OPEC decided to get uppity with oil supplies because of Obama's obeisance to Arabian courtly protocol.

The fact is, President Obama is a get-along kind of guy. He's willing to "humanize" himself on the world stage to score points with other peoples and other cultures. A bow here and there to a country's revered titular head is at worst harmless, and at best endearing to those people for whom bowing is not just required, but a privilege.

Yes: Other national leaders chose not to bow, probably out of respect to their own sense of national pride, and responsibility to their constituencies (and hopefully not out of disrespect for an obsolete style of government, or sins-of-the-father animosity toward the Emperor himself); Obama's act was for the Japanese people alone... an attempt at cultural outreach.

If Americans want to get bent out of shape because of Obama's bending, they can go right ahead; however, they really shouldn't take it so personally. The way I see it, King George III was 220 years ago, and America is now grown up and confident enough to proffer up a leader who can be simultaneously demanding of respect while engaging in a bit of harmless and friendly diplomatic truckling.

(Oh... I just remembered something I had written in Thailand when President Bush met King Bhumibol there. Read it for a comparison.)

Sunday, November 15, 2009

Talking Piano

A truly amazing thing.


What is really fascinating here is that, by computer analysis, this guy was able to turn the various morphemes of language (which are entirely a function of timbre, not pitch) into recognizable speech based entirely on pitch, not timbre. To then transfer it to an analog format (a piano) is truly brilliant. Also, note that the "song" is voice specific: It is the voice of a young boy.

Daily Report: Fight Night Morning



I was up and working early today so that I'd be done by the time the Pacquiao fight started. My Cignal HD subscription gave me a free Pay Per View of the fight on high definition... so obviously my house was the premiere place to be in Jasaan this morning for the big event. Epril and I (and Tatay) invited all our friends over to watch. (There was also a good sized crowd outside the house as well.)

As expected, Manny gave Miguel Cotto a serious beatdown. The first round was a bit of a surprise, with Cotto coming on strong. Then, the fight turned on a dime in the second round, was essentially over by the fourth round (but took until the sixth round to be certain), and then the last 6 rounds were really just a formality.

I spent the rest of the afternoon hanging out with Steve from England, who lives down the road on the town square. He's a part of the Royal Merchant Navy. A very nice fellow.

After that I played video games all evening, ate some very delicious corn on the cob, and had a bottle of San Miguel beer. Not a particularly exciting day (other than the fight), but enjoyable.

Friday, November 13, 2009

Moon Base Here We Come

My personal opinion is that deep space exploration (especially manned) will never become a reality until we colonize the moon. The lower gravity there makes manufacturing and launching space vehicles much more economical and effective. Constructing an orbital space station around the moon (where orbit could be achieved by rail gun), rather than around earth, would be much more sensible.

The only factor is what supplies have to be brought from Earth. There is lots of iron and oxygen on the moon, so carbon would have to be brought from earth for smelting and fuel. (There already is aluminum, silicon, magnesium, phosphorus, and sulfur on the moon.) Nitrogen would be needed for food and fuel. Probably lots of other minor elements as well such as tungsten, cobalt, and chromium.

But one thing can now be scratched off that list... probably the most important (being the most necessary for human life, and also the heaviest) on the list... is water. There is water on the moon.

So what does this mean now? Considering the amount of water that otherwise would need to carried to the moon (or manufactured there at great expense) and the price tag involved in that, the cost of setting up and maintaining a moon base (and manufacturing a deep space exploration enterprise on the lunar surface) has gone down quite a bit. (Scratch hydrogen off the list too.) The more elements that can be discovered on the moon, the fewer things that have to be packed onto rockets and blasted there from earth, the more the cost goes down.

So what does this mean in the future? It means that in an instant, the pathway to manned exploration of space has become markedly clearer... maybe sooner than we think.

Did Anybody Else Experience This?

On Thursday, halfway through the day, my phone number stopped being able to send text messages. I put my SIM card in another phone, and still couldn't send text messages. I could receive text messages, and I could make phone calls, but couldn't send.

It stayed like that for 2 days. Now, this morning, it suddenly is back to normal.

Technology scares me.

Beware Of Facebook / Farmville Advertiser Scams

A not-so-secret fact about the games that Facebook users play (including Farmville) is that many of the offers that allow a player to get in-game special points are actually scams... scams that are knowingly abetted by the otherwise-honorable game developers themselves.

In Farmville, for instance, you earn "coins" by playing the game. However, certain objects in the game are only obtainable by spending "Farmville Cash", which (more or less) is only obtainable by getting out your credit card and spending some real money...

Or: You can participate in various marketing gimmicks to earn Farmville Cash. You can take surveys, get trial memberships in various services, or some other outside-the-game undertaking with a third party business. (These third party businesses pay the game developers who referred these potential and actual customers real money... millions and millions of dollars.)

Many of these are scams. One scam requires you to provide your mobile phone number before you can get your Farmville Cash, which results in a $10 per month charge to your phone bill forever and ever. Another scam sends you a free CD-ROM, but unless you return it within so many days (read the fine print), you are billed $190.

The fact is, as this article states, Facebook and these gaming companies are actually built on these scams. Read here, as the owner of Zynga games, which developed Farmville, crows about how much money his company made off of scammed customers.

Fortunately, as this practice is quickly becoming a major issue, these scams are being pulled from Facebook, but that does not mean that they are gone forever. Be careful when you sign up for these online "lead generating" gimmicks. You could get burned.

UPDATE:

Now, in a proper way to engage in the marketing of one's product, Tony of Newsy.com contacted me via e-mail to plug a news video his company had made about this very subject, and requested I embed it in this post. By all means.