As I sit here,
This Sunday night,

Wondering where did the freakin’ weekend go?

First, with the change in Daylight Saving Time,
with us springing forward, losing an hour,
you would think the week would have gone pretty fast.

But Noooooo!!!

Last week was long and slow.
Slower than a 3 legged turtle!

Then the weekend just flew by.
Quicker than a cat with its tongue out licking its ass.
Or something like that.

And Second,
Why does Friday afternoon the longest time at work,
And Sunday night is the shortest time at home?

What is the deal?

I remember coming home from work,
and it seemed like I just blinked and,
now I am getting ready to go back again.

Did I travel through time or something?

And some people would say,
that if you enjoy your work,
then you wouldn’t notice the time.

Well,
I say this to you.

If your work is so enjoyable,
then why do they have to pay you to do it?

And the sad thing is.
I go back,
because they do pay me.

I need it.
I owe a lot of money.

Man.
I suck at life.

Man, if I had friends around here,
this day would have been celebrated
with a lot of drinking green beer.
(Color Green optional)

I would love to celebrate this day,
even though there is nothing Irish about me.

The closest thing I am to being Irish,
is my choice of bath soap,
which was purely made in the “springs of Ireland.”

I don’t even know much about St. Patrick,
or anything about his Irish history.
Though I think, he made the plague of snakes go away
to another place,
and the people decided to express their gratitude
by painting the town green,
and alcohol and vomit.
And those who were not wearing green will get pinched.
Particularly around the breast region.

I am not too sure about that, so don’t quote me.

Anyways,

Happy St. Paddy’s day!

Happy Birthday to my li’l Brother Brian!

Maybe I shouldn’t call you “little brother” anymore,
since you are about twenty feet taller than me,
and about 200% more handsome.

Si Daddy ang hindi natin kaya sa kapogi-an.
Wala tayong laban dun.

I hope you had a great day.

Love you very much!

—
Also,
a great big Happy Birthday to you, Anne!

I know things are going great for you,
and I am happy that things are turning out fine.

Your kids are all so beautiful.
I wish you all the best!

Check out Anne’s site here. –> Spiegelbild

This!

I bought this ticket on my birthday.
And I finally got around to posting it here.

This makes me happy.

Not very many things make me happy.

Except maybe “Butter.”

When I went to church for Ash Wednesday,
last uhhh “Wednesday,”

I never really paid attention to some of the practices and proceedings
that have changed over the years.

Or so I think.

As I sit amongst the people in the pews.
In silence. (ZzzZZzzz)

I begin noticing how different things are these days.

Par exemple.

When I was young,
we say the Lord’s Prayer as,
“As we forgive those who “sins” against us.”
Now we say
“As we forgive those who “tresspass” against us”.

When did that happen?

We used to say the “Apostles’ Creed,”
(Which I was forced to memorize back in Grade School)
And now everyone seems to know and recite the “Nicene Creed.”
(Which is about 300 words longer.)

When did that happen?

And at the Holy Communion part,
Everyone seems to eat their host (bread) and drink from the cup too.
In the old days, we were only allowed to have the bread.
And then we just have to tough it out, up until the mass ends for us to get a drink.

When did that happen?

And not too long ago,
During Ash Wednesday,
When the priest makes an imprint of the cross
on my forehead with ashes,
I used to lift and part the front of my hair,
so he can see my forehead.

Now there’s nothing to part.
Now (I don’t) I can’t .

Since when did that happen too?

Just like that
it’s over.

One day a year.

Thank you to all those who,

called,
emailed,
text messaged,
instant messaged,
sms’d
video’d
mailed,
faxed
telegrammed,
telegraphed,
telewired,
smoke signaled
s.o.s.’d
messaged via pigeon
messaged via bottle
sign language’d
hollered,
shouted,
waved,
nodded,
blinkered,
honked…

I should have stopped after smoke signaled.
The joke pretty much died there.

Anyway.
Thank you so much.

Talk to you guys next year!

Okay that is not true.
I’ll talk to you sooner than that for sure.

I’ll call you on your birthdays.

And maybe,
just maybe,

Christmas.

Yup.

Killer Links Tuesdays

Wanted: Image Designers.

This is not actually a post.
It’s more of a “cry for plea.”

See that image on top?
That picture that randomly changes when you click it?

I want to change it.

They are not even mine.

I want some new ideas and new designs.
I want to put up images that define real music.
Images that show how beautiful of an instrument the Guitar is.

But here lies the problem.

I am lazy.
Plus I am not very good with image editing, manipulation and design.
And the fact that I am lazy.

So, along with my request,
here are image tutorial links I have gathered,
just to give myself the illusion that I am willing to do them someday.

So, if you learn anything from these links,
please make me some images for this site.

I promise I’ll pay you.
But don’t quote me on that.
I might not pay you.
I might not even have the money.

Sorry about that.
I’m a little crazy in the head.
And I am a pathological liar.
In fact I was lying to you just now.

Anyway,
Here are the Links.

PS ““ Vince. Don’t forget my request ha.
No rush Brod!
Just when you have the time lang.
Thanks.

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1.) How to be a curious photographer
2.) Free Online Photography Course
3.) The Orton Effect
4.) Turning Portrait Into Stone
5.) How to get that SIN CITY look (Possibly NSFW)
6.) Making of Yuka (Possibly NSFW)
7.) Making of Frodo