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MARCH 2005

March 31, 2005

Well, there you have it folks.

Terri Schiavo died today.

The whole cycle of Euthanasia is complete.

You know what ticks me off on the whole thing?
The way it was handled.

They put the feeding tube in,
they take it out.
They put it back in,
they take it out again.

What is the deal????

Well, now maybe there was a higher power that took her,
and saved her from all this crap.

And another thing that won't leave my head,
I think I read this somewhere,
I just can't remember who said it.
But I strongly believe it might be George Carlin.

"Those who are Pro-Life,
are usually the ones in favour of the death penalty."

I think it's the same arrogance as,
"Everybody wants to go to heaven,
but no one wants to die."

People are weird.


Note to self:
Check out some "Living Wills."

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March 29, 2005

Things are slow today,
so I'll guess I'll just put up some cool links.

Oh, and thanks to a fellow musician, Joel,
for the kind comments about my music.
Check out his site here ---> joelmusic.com

Once you see his site and listen to his music,
you'll see and hear that his site and music is way better than mine.

Then you'll realize,
why in the world you waste your time here.

Oh and a happy birthday to my cousin Reggie.


Enjoy,

Need help naming your band? ----> bandnamemaker.com
A great consumers advisory ----> my3cents.com
A Parents primer to Computer Slang ----> kidtalk
Stupid computer tricks ----> rulez.org
Google's language translation engine ----> translate.google
What's the number one hit song when you were born? ----> everyhit.com

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March 27, 2005

I was going to write something "religious" about Easter,
but I got into thinking.

How can I write something about "praises",
when I have hatred in my heart?

Is it hypocritical of me to say what I feel about my religion,
when I spend so much time and effort, hating my fellow men?

Do I have to pretend to spread the good news, through what I write,
when I wish for everyone who pisses me off, to burn in hell?

Who am I to talk about how great it is to worship the living God,
when I spend half of my time in church, thinking about other things?
Or if I go at all?

When I can't even pray,
like how I used to pray?

When I can't talk to Him,
like I used to?
Or if I talk to Him at all?

Then I got into more thinking?

I realized that the hatred in my heart,
makes me human.

I realized that my complaints are being heard,
even though I complain that they weren't.

I realized that, even though I am a Christian,
that doesn't make me a Saint.

I realized that even though I haven't talked to Him,
He kept His relationship with me.

I realized that He doesn't care about my shortcomings.

I realized how much He has blessed me.

And I realized that He is God.
He doesn't need us to make Himself a better God.
But He still stayed with us anyway.

But, why?
Why would He?
Why should He?

So, I spent most of Easter pondering about this,
and how I would wish I would get an answer.

I know, I wouldn't understand it all,
but at least, something that would give me some peace of mind.

So, I turn to music.
It's what comes natural, when emotions are high,
and thoughts are plenty.

So, I just kept noodling around,
letting the music talk.
When I started playing this one simple tune,
and I can't stop playing it.

A song we used to sing back in High School.
It's called "I Love you".
I don't even know who wrote it.

Then it hit me.
Actually, it was more like a "Listen up, Stupid!"

He was talking to me.
Or at least letting me understand.

And I hope, as I end this post,
that someone, somewhere would understand,
that Easter is really not about the Bunny.
Or the Eggs.
Or the Sweets.

Easter is Life.
It's the one true "Christmas".


_____________________________

I LOVE YOU

I love you,
'Cause that's just what I am.
I could never turn away from you, and leave you all alone.
Yes, I love you.
I could never leave you all alone and leave you way behind.

Refrain 1:
Though you weigh no more than dust,
placed on a scale, you rise.
Though your worth is just as much as sand,
I love you just the same.
I am love, I am love.

Refrain 2:
Though your sins be dark as scarlet,
I will turn them white as snow.
Though your sins be red as crimson,
They mean nothing more to me.

For I made you and you're meant for me,
for all eternity.
I have loved you, Yes I love you.
I'll always will love you.

I love you,
'Cause that's just what I am.
I could never show you greater love than lay my life for you.
Yes, I love you.
What more proof do you ask?
Show me any love that's greater than
the love I've shown to you.

(Repeat Refrains 1 & 2)

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Click here to listen to it ----> Chorus

Oh, and Happy Easter to everyone!

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March 26, 2005

Speaking of Burning in Hell,

Am I the only one who has some annoying neighbors?
I mean, everytime I move to a new place,
(and I have moved a lot),
I will always have these
insensitive, moronic neighbors,
that has no concern about other people.

I recall a bunch of annoying neighbors
when we were still in Canada,
but now I seem to have even worse ones.

In our street alone, there are these bunch of people,
who, I think, are running an Auto Shop in their yard,
and you can hear machines grinding, hammers hammering,
and metals breaking everyday.

They also do car alarms, car sound systems and such.
You know what I mean,
those attention-seeking,
low self-esteem guys with their cars' bass thumping.

And the Bike owners who rev their engines so loud,
and even modified their mufflers,
so that everyone would know they are leaving.

And those kind of jackholes who speed up for no reason at all,
other than to hope that there would be some ladies around
that they might be able to impress.
Even at the parking lot at Wal-Mart.
Who are you trying to impress at Walmart?
That old lady with no teeth?

And you know what's worse,
last I counted, there are 4 houses around me,
that are doing these loud, annoying things,
every single day.

Now I am a guy with a lot of patience,
but hearing these over and over,
even at the unholy hours at night,
is just too much.

And what ticks me off the most?
They seem to know when Tyler is taking a nap.
If there are any parents out there,
you know how valuable "nap time" is, right?
You plan your day around "nap time".
And if "nap time" did not happen,
your day is screwed!!!!

So anyway,
I was talking to my brother the other day,
and I told him about these annoying neighbors I have.

He said,
"Why don't you go out there and talk to them?
Give them a piece of your mind."

I answered,
"Are you crazy??!!"
In Canada, I could have done that!
But I live in the States now.
People here have guns!

Shootings are a part of daily life.
Life has no value here!
If I got shot and hospitalized,
"They will remove my feeding tube!"

AAARRRGGH!!!
I wish they all burn in hell!

Okay enough of that crap,
Here are some cool links.

I know I have posted this before ----> annoyingneighbors.com
A famous comedy skit in Canada ----> Talking to Americans
A very addicting game ----> Squares
13 things that doesn't make sense ----> newscientist.com
Probably the best CGI movie I have seen online ----> blur.com
Make your own suspect sketch ----> flashmaster
Everything I've learned from Iron Maiden ----> spazoutny.com

That's it for now,
I'll add some more next post.

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March 25, 2005

Good Friday

As Tracy asks me what "Good Friday" really is,
or what we basically do on this day.

I said,
"Well, with respect to the day when Jesus died for our sins,
we try to remember our sins and ask for forgiveness."

"Really?" she says.
"What else?" she added.

I said,
"What do you mean what else?
That would pretty much take the whole day...
...and sometimes the whole Saturday too, just in case."

Oh and just because it's a holiday,
we make sure no one will go out partying.
Nor be happy.
And no laughter either.

Or else you will burn in hell!
And share a room with Hitler.

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March 16, 2005

Okay, okay.
Even though Tyler was born in Canada,
and his Mother is American,
and his Father is from the Philippines.
But from this day forth,
he has true, full fledged Filipino peculiarity
running through his veins.

Why, you ask?
Because he has eaten a real, unusual Filipino foodstuff delicacy.

And What, you ask?
Well my friends, this odd cuisine thing is called,

BALUT.

Now I wouldn't want to describe what this is,
or how we eat it.
Plus, I think the description of the duck fetus inside would gross out most people.

But don't worry, don't worry,
I never eat the freakin' embryo, nor did I let Tyler eat it.
Only the soupy juice and the yellow yolk thingy.
And Tyler seemed to like it.

It's true!
I have proof,
but I won't show it,
because I might get a call from the "Child Abuse" agencies.

Oh, and if you are still curious....

Here ----> asiacuisine.com


Oh and by the way, I added that little "comment" thing
at the bottom of the adlib post.
Just a little extra I am experimenting on,
courtesy of --->
so let me know if it works.

Also, I changed the layout on the Photos section.

It's up now,
and I should be adding some new ones soon.

(Okay, I lied! I will be adding new ones "someday".... I hope.)

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