What do you do when you turn 15 months old?

You show Winnie The Pooh who’s Boss!!!!

Also,
On a personal note”¦

When you clean the bathroom drawer and see your wife’s nail polish,
And you think it’s gonna be “funny” when you apply them on your fingernails,
And wait for the “shock value” on her face,
or the “laughter” that she would get for knowing how crazy you are”

Make sure she has some nail polish remover first!

Or else you’re gonna end up scraping your nails with a nail file,
and she would still be laughing at you.

Lesson learned.

Since it’s my first American Thanksgiving, I asked Tracy what is a typical rundown of this special holiday.
And I did learn something.

First, everybody has to brave the agony of travel stress, the day before.
Then come morning, everybody wakes up to the beautiful sights, sounds and colors of the
Macy’s Day Parade. A display of amazing and inspiring floats that parades through New York city streets.
This year there is a very special addition to the big beautiful balloons and floats,
The winner of American Idol, Ruben.

Then all the women of the house stay in the kitchen and prepare the feast,
while all the men, do whatever they want to do.
Watch TV, Football, Car races, or whatever is on.

Then everybody stuff themselves with the most amazing
gut-popping, artery-clogging, belt-unbuttoning feast of food that they can consume,
and in the end, Men go back to watching TV, while the women clean up and share stories
or gossips, or whatever happens in there, I don’t know.

Then every one would have leftover turkey for lunch the next day.
Which is fine.
Until say about Sunday, where everybody says the exact same thing:
“If I ever eat any more of this Turkey, I will lose my mind!!!”

So anyways, somewhere in all of this, I learned one thing.
The reason why Men don’t help Women in the kitchen is because
If we were in there, there would be no more food left for the actual celebration.

Oh, and I hope somewhere, somehow,
Everybody was able to squeeze in a little prayer, for the things we are truly thankful for.

Like,
Thank you God, I don’t have to eat Turkey again for a whole year!

Aoccdrnig to a rscheearch at Cmabrigde Uinervtisy,
it deosn’t mttaer in waht oredr the ltteers in a wrod are,
the olny iprmoetnt tihng is taht the frist and lsat ltteer be at the rghit pclae.
The rset can be a total mses and you can sitll raed it wouthit porbelm.
Tihs is bcuseae the huamn mnid deos not raed ervey lteter by istlef,
but the wrod as a wlohe.

Fcuknig amzanig huh?

Now hree are smoe gerat lnkis:

80’s arcade games are the shiznit! — 80’s Games
Here fishy fishy fishy! — Fish Flash
Why spend 9 bucks to see a movie? — Movie Spoiler.com

Today, is a day where
I truly believe in the power of prayer.

He really does answer back and help you.

Praise God.

Did you know?
If you sell your car privately in Ontario,
The buyer has to pay the government sales tax?

Correct me if I am incorrect,
but didn’t I already pay tax on it when I bought it?

Isn’t that just ridiculous?
A friend of mine told me that,
once he saw a special investigative report on TV,
and they followed the life of a car,
from the day it left the factory,
until it reached the junk yard.

This was done sometime in the early 70’s,
and the total TAX that the government took from that car,
being sold, and re-sold, was almost $12,000.

That’s almost another car!!!!!!!!

You got to love that huh?

While we were at the mall,
Tracy wanted to have an Iced cappuccino,
So being the nice gentleman that I am,
I said, “Suuurreeeeee. No problem.”

So I checked how much money I got in my wallet,
And I noticed some piece of paper, I did not recognize.

“Hey what is this?” I said out loud.
I opened it, and it was
A phone number,
with a girl’s name written below it.

So there I was, shocked and bewildered,
Now why would I have a girl’s phone number,
In my wallet, without me knowing who it was,
or how it got there.

Tracy, at this point, laughing hysterically,
giving me a hard time.

I said,
“I swear I don’t know who this is, and how it got here.”

Then I tried thinking.
Hard.
Very hard.

Where and when was the last time I was alone?
Was I drunk? Impossible.
I don’t drink anymore.
Was I drugged?
Maybe I got date raped?
How come I don’t remember?
Well, where the hell did that number came from?

This time, I am pissed.

So Tracy and I agreed that we’ll call the number when we get home.
Fine.
I would love to know who it was too.

So we called the number,
And all we got was a machine recording.
It was a guy.

Now I am even more puzzled and confused.
I have a guy’s number in my wallet.
Oh no!!!!
Even worse.

Maybe I did get date raped? Oh no!
Suddenly I felt the urge to shower.
And scrub hard.
Very hard.

We did not leave a message, but I did try to call it over and over again,
trying to remember who’s voice it was.

Nope. Tyrone has no clue.

So, I went to the 411.ca web site and did a reverse lookup.
I type down the number and a name and an address showed up.

An Asian name.
Who lives downtown.
I still have no clue.

Then Tracy said,
“Hey didn’t that Asian people who used to cut your hair is located in that area downtown?”

“That’s right!!! They closed their business and gave me their number if ever
they would open up a new one.”

That’s right!!!!!!!!!
Now I remember.

Now Tracy is laughing even more hysterically.
She said.
“I am just giving you a hard time, I knew you wouldn’t be stupid enough
to flip that phone number in front of me.”
Plus, You can’t have any other woman.
You don’t have the time.”

You know what.
It’s true.
But I don’t really mean to.
No plans on having another woman.

Or man for that matter.

Apparently,
I am worth

$2,259,082.00

Based on this site –> humanforsale
That is all fine and dandy, but I think I am worth more than that.
The test does not include any of my abilities,
Like, uhhh shall we say,
hmmmmm”¦..

Oh okay, I got some,

1. I have been playing guitar since 1987.
(Though there hasn’t been much improvement.)

2. I made this website, that should count for something.

3. Have you ever known anyone who could change a baby’s diaper in 6.4 seconds?
(10.3 if you actually include cleaning the baby.)

4. I clean the house spotless!!

5. Okay, I don’t cook.. but I make a mean tater tot casserole.
(Thanks to Tracy)

6. I fix and network computers.
(I think.)

7. I understand subnetting”¦
(If Sylvain and Ray helps me out.)

8. Never had any speeding, nor parking ticket.

9. Never drives when drunk.
(At least never got caught.)

10. I can make most people laugh.

11. Usually they point at me and laugh

12. Heck, I make myself laugh

13. I kick ass on Tekken Tournament on Playstation2.
(Except when I play with my 10 year old niece Bea.)

14. I was pretty good in Basketball.
(Note on the word “WAS”)

15. The 80’s is permanently embossed in the way I dance.
(I don’t know if that was a good point.)

16. I am running out if ideas, I am gonna have to ask Tracy for more

17. Nope. not much help there.

18. ……… hmmmmm

Well”¦ I guess this is going nowhere, so I better end it.
Before I lose more value.

Anyway, here are some cool links for today.

Napster Lives — napsterbits
This is one wicked Pinball game — RapidMotion
I told you Linux is way better! — switchlinux
On a Dark Desert Highway. — Hotel California
Harry Potter Erotic twist — HP romance

Eric, a friend of mine, once told me,

He finds it amazing that no matter
how bad the relationship is between a parent and their kids,
that once the parents meet their grandchildren,

their hearts would melt.
And everything is forgotten.

I believe this is true because I have seen it happen.
Many times, if I might add.

Now I also believe the feeling is mutual.
Because, whenever my Mom picks up Tyler,
And Tyler looks at her and smiles,
My heart does melt.

I think it’s Pride.

Either that or she fed me too much again.

You know I was doing some thinking.
What is this Philippine – American friendship day really?
It never meant much when I was a kid.
Why should it matter to me now?

I thank each and every Veteran who fought during the war,
so I can have my freedom, and be able to rant,
bitch and complain, whenever I want,
wherever I want, and however I need to do it.

But what is this friendship thing?

Are we Filipinos really in friends with Americans?
Okay, Tracy does not count, coz’ she makes me feel funny in my secret zones.
But, What does this friendship signify?

I know these won’t be interesting to most of you, but it is to me.

So I did some research.
You don’t have to go on.
Just click somewhere else if you please.
I may be right or wrong on this one, and if you don’t like it,
you have been asked not to continue.

What the hell am I saying?
Nobody reads this crap.

The day symbolizes our friendship with the United States,
when both Filipinos and Americans fought side by side to fight the invasion
of the Japanese in the Philippine Islands.

Led by General Douglas MaCarthur,
The Filipino and American Soldiers fought to their death against the Japanese Army,
with shortage of food, lack of supplies and inexperience.

Then current U.S. President Franklin Roosevelt’s priority was the European war,
and the Pacific war was unfortunately moved to the back burner.
He financed the war in Europe and discarded the East.

Even with these hindrances, Filipinos and Americans fought together,
and fought they did.

Bataan was the Philipines’ frontal defense against the Japanese,
and it was the very last to fall.

Gen. Macarthur was forced to leave the Philippines when it fell and go to Australia,
With a heavy heart, he left, with a promise of “I shall return”.

The “Battling Bastards of Bataan.”
(That’s what they called themselves
because they were all alone, abandoned, fighting with almost no hope.)

When Gen. Macarthur returned, with more reinforcements, hope and determination.
The Japanese army fell, and victory was achieved in Philippine soil.

More than 60,000 American soldiers died,
and more than 1 million Filipino Soldiers perished.

What a history, and I am proud of it.

Philippine Independence day is June 12,
and July 4 is Philippine-American Friendship day.
Because, we will never forget how our friends fought and died with us,
in time of need.

So, I did more reading.

Today, Why is it that a Filipino has to go through painstaking paperwork and scrutiny,
when they attempt to enter the United States? (With a lot of them, denied.)
And Japan has an agreement with the U.S, that any of it’s citizen
can enter for 90 days without question?

Why does a Filipino War Veteran gets US$440 government grant, and
an American War Veteran gets US$1200 ?
And it even took more than 50 years for this to be approved.
Maybe this has changed but nevertheless, my question still remains.

Or should the Philippine government give something back to the American Veterans?
I don’t know,
Maybe a couple of thousand pesos for their inconvenience,
and a free subscription to the Phillipine Daily Newspaper?

And is it true, most Americans can not even point the Philippines on the World Map?
Okay maybe that’s an unfair statement.
Most of them can’t even point other States on the Map.
Wait, me neither.

But what do I know?
I was born way after the war.
I got it easy.
Everything has been given to me “free.”
I did not have to fight for anything,
I was born free.
And I mean, free that I can choose wherever I want to live,
choose how am I going to live,
and not to fear these choices.

One thing I do know.
And I know this is true, because I read it in a Fortune Cookie once,

Men are equal; it is not birth but virtue that makes the difference.
Voltaire (1694 – 1778)

Oh.. and I read to much.

Last Saturday,
we were at my Mother’s house for a visit.
My brother’s family were there as well.

Gabriel, my nephew, was born a week after Tyler.
So both of them pretty much steal the whole show.

I also noticed one thing about babies.

See, whenever Tyler and Gabriel are together,
if one cries, the other one does too.
If one sees the other, the other one smiles and acknowledges the fact
that they are the “Stars” of the moment.

Don’t you ever wonder how babies,
when they see each other, seem to be amazed of the other.

When you go to the mall or the park,
you always see them looking at each other.
They even shout out “Look, Baby!”

Ever wonder why?

I think I know.

The reason behind this is that,
I think they all know each other
from heaven.

And they were like,

“Heeey!! You made it here too!!”