some lmao is alrighty

This is a gift I'm sharing out to you today just in case you feel this day isn't yours.

If you have asthma, be sure to puff first before you watch this video.

Let's make you roll now.

What can you do? I'm busy. But I'm not too preoccupied to make you laugh.

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kids should know that...

The dog laugh sounds similar to a normal pant. But by analyzing the pant using a sonograph, this pant varies with bursts of frequencies, resulting in a laugh. When this recorded dog-laugh vocalization is played to dogs in a shelter setting, it can initiate play, promote pro-social behavior, and decrease stress levels. In a study by Simonet, Versteeg, and Storie, 120 subject dogs in a mid-size county animal shelter were observed. Dogs ranging from 4 months to 10 years of age were compared with and without exposure to a dog-laugh recording. The stress behaviors measured included panting, growling, salivating, pacing, barking, cowering, lunging, play-bows, sitting, orienting and lying down. The study resulted in positive findings when exposed to the dog laughing: significantly reduced stress behaviors, increased tail wagging and the display of a play-face when playing was initiated, and the increase of pro-social behavior such as approaching and lip licking were more frequent. (wikipedia)

dunk u know

Ang noy-pi merong Pacman.

Ang intsik naman, merong Yao.

Ipagsama natin, then we have Pac-Yao.

Parehong superman. Parehong di-merkano.

Sabi na nga ba. Napapansin ko na nun pa na magiging Rockets fan ako. Di ko lang maamin.

Okay naman si Kobe pero parang kulang to be a superman. Magaling siya maglaro. Kahit nga nakabangko, alam mong intense sya. Pawis pa lang, dagul na.

Grade school pa lang, Lakers fan na ko. Nakikipag-debate pa ko sa mga anti-Lakers. Sinasabihan ko sila na mga bano ang gusto nila. Pero nung pumasok na si MJ, tapos lumalakas yung Bulls, panay champion, tapos etong si MJ ang dalas lumipad para mag-dunk o kaya mag-shoot ng 3 points, na sa sobrang pasikat nya e naibaol ko tuloy yung Lakers at napasigaw ng, "Bull!" este, "Bulls!".

Pati yung mga bopol na kadebate ko, nakisigaw na rin. Pero mga echo ko lang sila.

Eh kaso nag-retire na si MJ. Di na masaya sa Bulls. So, balik Lakers ule. Pero di na rin katulad dati. Si MJ kasi, iniba standard ng sikat. Pati tuloy Nike parang medyo humina kita.

Tapos, merong inimport na intsik. Yao Ming. Sabi ko nun, intsik na intsik ang pangalan. Di na binasbasan ng western na pangalan. Halimbawa, Joe. Pero siguro kasi di naman sya mukhang Joe kaya di na pinag-intirisan.

Di ko naman pinapansin dati yan kahit higante sa court. Pero pag talagang magaling ka na team player, yung tipong di sinosolo ang bola katulad ni Kobe minsan, mapapansin ka talaga e.

Tapos, napanood ko pa sa TV yung Year of the Yao. Dokyu yun tungkol sa kanya.

Ang ganda ng dokyu. Gusto ko nga bumili ng kopya pero di ko alam kung san ako makakabili ng original.

Di ko alam kung mas maayos ang ingles nya ke Pacman. O kung mas malakas ang loob nya na magpromote ng videoke mic.

Number 11. Ganda ng numero. Parang birthdate ko.

(walang koneksyon)

O, Houston, we don't have a problem anymore, ha.

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kids should know that...

Yao Ming is married to Ye Li, a Chinese women's basketball player, whom he met when he was seventeen. Ye first rejected Yao, but finally accepted him after he gave her team pins from the 2000 Olympics. The Chinese media reported on June 25, 2007 that Yao Ming would marry Ye Li in August in a private ceremony in Shanghai. The wedding was set on August 5, laying to rest weeks of media speculation about the national hero's wedding date. Yao settled on an exclusive guest list that did not include any Chinese basketball officials, teammates or coaches. Yao married Ye on August 6, 2007. (wikipedia)

evading

i come home from work, and it's you that i think about.

i come home from a funeral, and one of the first things that i think about is you

and you don't even know that i do.

you don't even know that i feel this way about you, you...

make me glad that i am awake in this i-me-mine planet, where i read about the things you have done or the thoughts whirling inside your head

or what makes you frown, shine or run away.

i stop myself from writing down about you.

but i end up rather ill-strong telling that this (and something else beautiful) is how it is to be thinking of you. it will just be noise because no one needs the information. and i won't let you know.

so i stay in my place, while falling stars cross your nights and the sun warms your sleeping face (at times).

you are relevant to my life. i can't explain it. i don't want to know why, unlike you, you...

want to know almost everything.

once you, in your wildest dream, find out that this is about you, i hope that in your bluest mood, it will remain a happy thought that someone like me has always been

although six-degrees is enough, we're still a rainbow apart

because i, i...

don't make the first move.

and this is like standing in a stadium where the seats are vacant but we both know that they're really not

this space is wide and vast, seems like a twin of the thoughts in my mind about you.

getaway

The things you do to be with a loved one...

Friday night, I was only canvassing for the plane fare. It's a trip to an island down south. No concrete plans really of going.

But in a matter of 3 hours, because of an sms, I had to make a decision.

So I'm going.

The airline ran out of tickets for a flight out today. It's a Saturday and I've no reservations, so there you go. But there's an early flight tomorrow morning. Buti na lang. I have to make it back to Manila on Tuesday because Cubao beckons on Wednesday.

In the meantime, because I'm not there yet, communications thru mobile phone will have to do until I arrive.

I'm supposed to feel excited about the whole trip. It hasn't sunk in, though. I don't really like to be rushed when it comes to this.

And it's not like I'm going to some private island getaway. I'm just going because, well, she wants me there.

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kids should know that...

The Republic of Minerva, a failed attempt to create a sovereign state in the South Pacific in 1972, was one of the few modern attempts at creating a sovereign micronation on the reclaimed land of an artificial island. The architect was Las Vegas real estate millionaire and political activist Michael Oliver, who went on to be involved in other similar attempts in the following decade. Lithuanian-born Oliver formed a syndicate, the Ocean Life Research Foundation, which allegedly had some hundred million dollars for the project and had offices in New York and London. They anticipated a libertarian utopia wherein residents would have "no taxation, welfare, subsidies, or any form of economic interventionism." In addition to tourism and fishing, the economy of the new nation would include light industry and other commercial activities. (wikipedia)

Chill in the fall

She insisted that he say something. In reply he said, “How about ‘fool?’

One of them commits a mistake and then drifts back to the other in anticipation of the usual comfort.

So this man is quiet. He has been for days and more. And she's been hoping that she could scream at him, get him to talk and tell her what’s wrong.

To him, it’s awful enough that she can’t seem to know what’s wrong in the picture.

SHE: Uhm.
HE: Hmm?
SHE: Please say we'll be okay.

This man doesn't respond.

SHE: Please?
HE: You're asking me to say something I'm not sure of. I don't do that.
SHE: Then let's just say goodbye to each other. For good. At least now, we'll still have the good memories.
HE: You insist?
SHE: I'm scared we'll start fighting.
HE: I won't fight with you. Not even... (Pauses)
SHE: But you've never been this way with me. And it's scaring me shitless. And I don't know what to do. And I just want to shake you and ask you to make things okay but you won't, or can't, and I don't know what to do anymore, and you won't even let me cry 'cause you're being sarcastic about things and it's just... You can be so cold.
HE: Did it ever occur to you, for once, that what I could be feeling is really really bad? And I'm protecting you...myself...from whatever hurting words I might say?
SHE: You're not the only one. And it's worse 'cause there's nothing I can do. I'd rather you tell me what's hurting you, no matter how much it hurts me. Because that way I'll know we're at least doing something to fix it.

Silence.

HE: Maybe I don't want to have it fixed by you.
SHE: And you don't want to fix it either.
HE: I don't want to think about it. I want to ignore this.
SHE: By this, do you also mean me?

Suddenly, he felt a slight suffocation.

SHE: (Says his name)?
HE: Please stop prying. I just want to get under the shower and stay there.
SHE: I'm staying away. You know where to find me if you still want me.
HE: Okay.

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It was great timing that the other woman in this man's life, Nicky, his daughter, called him up at work. Lately, they've been communicating with each other. He can feel that the little lady has been sizing him up. She's asking him questions that at times embarrasses him like how many women has he slept with after her mom and were they more gorgeous.

One phone call, Nicky put him on a 3-way conference with her mother, Myc. It was pretty wily because she put both of them on the spot.

NICKY: Dad, would you go out with mom?
HE: What do you mean? Like a date?
MYC: (Laughs) Nicky!
NICKY: I'm serious. Mom, you’d go out with dad, right?
MYC: I don't know. I’m not that crazy. (Laughs) This isn’t like high school.
HE: (Laughs, To Nicky) Why don't you let me handle this? Let me talk to your mom.
NICKY: Okay. Go!
HE: Alone. That means you have to put down the phone, sweetie.
NICKY: Alright. Love you! (Hangs up)

The convo was awkward until Myc popped the question.

MYC: Are you going to be man enough to at least take me to dinner?
HE: Wow! Parang malaman ang tanong mo.
MYC: (Laughs) Natamaan ka? Binibiro ka lang.
HE: Tomorrow night, we'll go out.
MYC: It’s not going to be that easy. Kilala kita.
HE: So you say.
MYC: San tayo pupunta? Where no one can see us? Ayoko nang ma-insecure. I've been there.
HE: Where do we used to hang out? Dun na lang.
MYC: Matagal ng nagsara yun.
HE: All branches?
MYC: Anong all branches? Dinadala mo lang ako sa Quezon Ave! Bumusina ka muna!
HE: We haven’t even gone out, inaaway mo na ko.

It was a pleasant date, after all. He watched his steps, rolled out the red carpet for her because she was, among other things, the mother of his child. And she noticed it, made sure she told him about it, complete with controlled laughter at certain moments.

They made fun of each other's past - together and post-together. It was refreshingly a happy dinner.

When he brought her home, Nicky was still awake. They weren't surprised because she had been sending SMS nonstop that night. She waited up, not because of the promised pastry in a bag but because she begged him to stay for the night.

And that's exactly what this man did, not necessarily in the same bed as with Myc.

In the morning, he chose neither to have breakfast there nor to wait for Nicky to wake up. Myc accompanied him to the garage.

MYC: I didn't want to ask you last night because it might be none of my business. But are you okay?
HE: Why wouldn’t I be?
MYC: (Shrugs) I know it when something's wrong.
HE: (Smiles) You’re using intuition on me. Nah. I just might be tired.
MYC: You’re a bad liar. (Shakes head) Some things never change. When you choose to be quiet, that is something. Kinakabahan ako pag ganyan ka. I hope it's not because of Nicky.
HE: (Smiles) It's work.
MYC: Are you sure you don’t want coffee?
HE: Maybe next time.
MYC: Call me up for coffee.
HE: (Nods) Take care.

One thing he realized that morning was that, at least, there was one woman who knew when to back off and let him be.

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kids should know that...

Single Parents' Day takes place each year on March 21. Simply put, it's a day set aside to honor and applaud the hard work single parents do each and every day in raising their children. The idea for Single Parents' Day began back in 1984 with an article written by Janice Moglen, a single mother of two who hoped that Single Parents' Day might one day gain the recognition many associate with both Mother's Day and Father's Day. In collaboration with the organization Parents Without Partners, Moglen began to petition individual states to declare their own recognition of Single Parents' Day.

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choice of weapon

Cinematographically, it wasn't his best fight. I didn't even enjoy the battle that much. When Freddie Roach declared the champ has a secret weapon they finally perfected, I didn't see "it."

I didn't think Barrera was a threat to the champ so having a secret weapon was unnecessary. Maybe he said that to increase ticket (and bets) sales.

Let me tell you what's worth the excitement. That's going to be a fight with Marquez.

Well, Pacman conquered today. That's all that matters. For now.

My ex-client based in LA already informed me of the result even before they began the fight that was telecast on local tv.

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Saturday night, after working really really hard for the past two weeks, I took my family to Gerry's Grill Sucat. It is located where Shopwise is, just across the St James School. What got our attention was the Santana, an arcade that looks like a mini-ATC, beside Showise. It is a neat place to hang out.

I don't normally use the SLEX going to work or anywhere else because I'm in that part of Sucat that's closer to SM. So discovering Santana was more of an accident last night. I originally wanted to take them to West Gate, Alabang. Pero tinamad na ko.

After dinner at Gerry's, we went to Starbucks in Santana for dessert.

Santana's 2 levels also have Yellow Cab, Tomato & Cheese, Jollibee, Chowking, Teriyaki Boy, Mongkok, Miracle Spa and Mocha Blends. Di ko na maalala ang iba.

If you're wondering which Shopwise this is, it's that supermarket where an actor had an infamous encounter with the security because she was wrongly accused of shoplifting.

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kids should know that...

According to the Iliad, Mycenaean warriors included boxing among their competitions honoring the fallen, though it is possible that the Homeric epics reflect later Greek culture. Another Greek legend holds that the heroic ruler Theseus, said to have lived around the 9th century BC, invented a form of boxing in which two men sat face to face and beat each other with their fists until one of them was killed. In time, the boxers began to fight while standing and wearing gloves (with spikes) and wrappings on their arms below the elbows, although otherwise they competed naked. (wikipedia)