Friday, April 29, 2005

l'estremità

A great run ends in six years.


Pizza, pizza! (Joe, Bubs, Jason, Ed)


Damn I can't believe this is the last time we're doing this.


Watcha lookin' at, gweedo?


Laughing at Jason killing himself time and time again.



Buona fortuna, Guiseppe.

Thursday, April 28, 2005

get your kicks ...



create your own personalized map of the USA

It's In The Blood (a glimpse inside the female mind)

here's something from today's Daily News:

When sizing up potential hookups, New York gals check out a guy's hairline, his jeans, his smile - even the size of his hands. But his blood type? It may sound creepy, but ladies in Southeast Asia measure a man's dateability by whether he's packing Type A, B, AB or O. We've simplified things, pairing hunky stars with their blood-type personalities - so next time a hottie tells you he's a Type B (see below), you might just know what you're in for.

Type: A
He's artsy and offbeat, but sensitive too.
Think: Johnny Depp
Bloodline: While Depp had a crazy past, these days he's settled down and ducks the limelight. He's the kind of one-woman man we all dream about.

Type: B
He's a wild, fiery heartbreaker.
Think: Colin Farrell
Bloodline: As gals like Britney and Angelina well know, these bad boys aren't long-term relationship material. But they sure are fun in the meantime.

Type: AB
He's shy but confident at the same time.
Think: George Clooney
Bloodline: ABs have a contradictory personality, cocky and introverted all at once, a lot like smokin'-hot Clooney. The hearthrob knows he's hot but avoids the paparazzi and is secretive about his purportedly racy personal life.

Type: O
He loves the limelight.
Think: Usher
Bloodline: O is the rock star blood type, intensely creative and craving attention.


Free mp3s to those who can guess my blood type. What's yours? nyhahahhaha.

Wednesday, April 27, 2005

bad event today. bad.
PREACHER
Writer: Garth Ennis
Artist: Steve Dillon
Covers: Glenn Fabry
Colors: Matt Hollingsworth/Pam Rambo
Letter: Clem Robins

Book Two: UNTIL THE END OF THE WORLD
(includes issues #8-16, 1995-96)




We pick up the storyline by going back to the past - how did Jesse ever get to be preaching in Annville, when just a few years ago, he was with Tulip but suddenly disappeared? The answers will be a bit of a shock - not just for the creepy reasons behind them.

"All in The Family" opens with Jesse and Tulip going back to Dallas to square her debts with the man who put her up as a hit-woman in his payroll. Jesse was confident enough that his Word would be enough to take care of a two-bit gangster. But he never counted on the appearance of old enemies ...


Jody and TC - the Righteous Bastards

Enter Jody and TC - breaking up the meeting and shooting everyone in the room, except Jesse and Tulip. Jesse is shocked to see the two and is even more aghast to find that the Word doesn't work on them. Ngyak. Now, they're taken hostage, and Tulip's questions start piling up, and Jesse is disheartened to find his past catching up to him. They are taken to Angelville, Louisiana. Where the story really began.


The bulk of the story is now told in flashbacks: Jesse's dad, John Custer, was a Vietnam GI, and coming home to the United States was more or less a crappy proposition. Case in point, a woman spits on him as soon as he steps off the bus. Antiwar activists scream and yell at him as he walks away. The woman who spat at him, guiltily follows him to a bar, and in tears, turns away to run. John stops her, and they become friends. And very quickly, lived as man and wife. A year later, Jesse is born to John Custer and Christina L'Angelle.


When Jesse was 3, Christina's past also catches up with her. Jody and TC find the family living and Laredo and haul them at gunpoint to Angelville. It turns out that Christina had escaped her family, in particular her evil mother, Marie L'Angelle - decribed by Jesse as "an old bitch who had my mom when she was sixty" and she "couldn't find anyone to marry her till she was fifty ... because she was born with a face like dried up shit." The L'Angelle line were French puritans, and all the men were preachers. Jesse suspects that the blood running through their veins were the "devil's own piss."


You'd be raving and ranting too ...


... if yer Granny looked like this.

John and Christina were married properly and were made to live in Angelville. John couldn't take being held against his own will - which was why Christina made a break for it years ago, and Jesse would do the same in the future - and patiently waited for the day to escape. Before that, he gave his son three rules to abide by: Don't take no shit off fools, judge a person by what's in them and not how they look, and always do the right thing: always be one of the good guys, cause there's way too many of the bad.

2 miles later, Jody and TC catch up with them, and they shoot John Custer in the head.

And that was the last time Jesse ever cried.

Christina and Jesse were kept captives again, and Grandma Marie starts his education about God and being a preacher. A big part of Christina died with John, and seemed to be slowly dying inside as days went by. Jesse meanwhile, tried to have a normal childhood and had a one-eyed friend named Billy Bob (umm, ok, he was one-eyed because procreation in his family was kept within the family, got it? this is soon to be a recurring theme in this series). An incident where Jesse's dog is nailed by Jody to the fence gets Jesse all riled up and cursing, and is then banished by his grandma to the coffin - being sealed shut in a coffin with just an air tube and dropped in the river for a week. As you can see, Jesse's childhood was really starting to suck. To top it off, Jody hauls Christina away when she protests, and is presumably murdered at this point.

Jesse's resistance wears down, but still couldn't understand why his Grandma teaches him "about God and love" when all her actions to that point were contrary. years passed, and Jesse, now a strapping young man, is about to make a decision similar to what his parents made before. His childhood friend Billy Bob inadvertently spies on TC fucking a chicken (yep, you read right), and is killed for that. Jesse kicks the shit out of TC, gets the shit kicked out of him by Jody, endures two weeks in the coffin, and endures the disgust of Billy Bob's parents, after which he decides to just get the hell out of Angelville.

Enter: Tulip.


First love, first love, never dies ... remember ...

Stealing Jesse from his current galpal in a Texas bar, Tulip and Jesse fall in love. That, and getting into a long road trip of sex, drinking and grand theft auto through the desert. And just before hitting California, Tulip leaves Jesse momentarily to buy some beer, Jesse gets flanked by - yep, who else - his Grandma's murderous thugs, Jody and TC. And gets hauled back to Angelville. Which explains why he just disappeared and never heard from him again till now. Which leads us to this brilliant exchange:

"Jesse, I've been hating you for 5 years for no reason at all! Why didn't you tell me??"
"'Cause I'm a fuckin idiot."

Jesse finally became a preacher as his Grandma had intended. Two years later, he's an alcoholic. And thus the events in Annville, which is where I started blogging this stuff.

Cut to the present: morning comes, and in true comic fashion, Tulip is shot in the head. That has to be one of most enduring and stark images in the history of comicbooks.


She's dead!!!

Until of course, Tulip is resurrected by God himself, the next issue. But only as to warn Jesse to lay off Him (because Jesse did promise to hunt the Lord down and make Him answer for abandoning Heaven when Genesis came into the picture). You'd admit though, that that was a very convenient and neat reason for ignoring the "dead-is-dead" policy for comic characters (always ignored really).


She's alive!!!

God explains to Tulip that He temporarily took away the power of the Word from Jesse, just to teach him a lesson. He did acknowledge that Jesse's Grandma is evil (huh? and He allowed her to perpetrate all this crap in His name??), and thus Jesse is the only solution for this problem. He wants them both to understand that He is a loving God, and for them to trust Him. She asks questions, but He evades the cross-examination and dagnabbit, tells her to just do what He says.

His spirit crushed by Tulip's death, and seemingly without the Word, Jesse starts talking to himself. But he's actually talking to his own guardian angel, the Duke. And finally gets an earful. (cue in signal to start asskicking)


Never piss off the Duke. Ever. Or at least not to make him spit.

Discovering that he regains the power of The Word, Jesse starts by bashing TC's head to the floor. He then proceeds to burn everyone in sight, setting the final showdown with Jody. Tulip meanwhile, personally dispatches a bloodied TC to hell with a 12 gauge, and also manages to kick Grandma out of her wheelchair. By this time, the Angelville mansion is in flames. Down in the courtyard, Jesse avenges his parents' deaths by killing Jody. Mansion explodes. Grandma's body flies out in a burning arc.


Final round: Jesse vs Jody

And when Jesse turns around to find Tulip alive, he's only shocked momentarily - he grabs her in his arms and kisses her passionately amidst the burning wreck that was Angelville.


Gratuitous sex? What gratuitous sex?

The second half of the collection introduces the next major player in the series - The Grail - and its foremost agent, Herr Starr (Ennis was writing this during/after the Clinton-Lewinski scandal. Coincidence? nyhahaha).

The couple head west to San Francisco to look up Cassidy, who as Jesse snidely remarks "has more than likely forgotten that he was in San Francisco." True to form, they find him partying in a bar called the Fisted Sister (swear to God). Speaking of that scene, the Irish punk band playing onstage provides the following gem:

Do ye come from Glasgae?
Do ye come from Perth?
Do ye come from Dunfermlin?
Cause ye dinnae come from Earth!

All Scottish people are bastards
All Scottish people are bastards

Googling on whether this was an authentic song, a legendary Irish ditty, or just one of the brilliant farts of Ennis' demented mind, proves fruitless.


Bring him back!

Cass and Jesse reconnect by starting a bar fight (because the chopperheads didn't want to watch Laurel and Hardy), skewering pop-psychology ("won't talk about your feelings: Insecure!"), finding drugs that belonged to Cassidy's recently-deceased girlfriend - which actually wasn't hers, and trying to trace where that came from (she OD'ed so Cassidy goes on the warpath).


Armadillo, anyone?

Along the way, we have several threads running in the background. The drugs were supposed to be delivered to a sex deviant named Jesus De Sade (swear to God), a insanely rich fop who throws the most decadent parties along the West Coast. The delivery was arranged by two wannabesomebodies, Bob Glover and Freddy Allen, who thinks by partnering up with influential sickos would allow them to afford opening the first-ever sex detective agency (i swear to God). But in the meantime, Cass' girlfriend died so the drugs weren't delivered. Which then propels Bob and Freddy to hunt for the courier. In the meantime, Bob and Freddy's calling card were on the drugs so Cass has names to look for.


If there's something kinky in the neighborhood, who you gonna call?

And we haven't gotten to The Grail yet. The first members we see are Ms. Featherstone and Mr. Hoover, lounging in a SanFran hotel room waiting for a meeting with Thierry Pouissin, #2 man in the organization. A fourth man joins them - a German named Starr - and 30 seconds into introductions, blows Pouissin's head off. It turns out that Starr had secretly recruited Featherstone and Hoover, and plans to subvert The Grail from within - from its current leader known only at this time as All-Father D'Aronique.


Gratuitous violence? What gratuitous violence?

The Grail, as we learn, is a group tasked to defend the Blood of the Lamb. In layman's terms, they have been protecting the bloodline of Christ for 2,000 years (hence, the name, duh.). We will be learning more about them later. In the meantime, apparently a flag on Jesse Custer was raised in Grail computers and D'Aronique seemed to have more of a personal interest in the events at Annvile. With the Grail ready to usher in Armageddon as stated in the Bible, Starr has taken a more pragmatic view of the situation and wants a new world order predicated on using Jesse Custer as the Savior for the new millenium.


The face of the future. I mean, suture.

That, and Starr also wants a very experienced whore.

The conservative Hoover bumbles the assignment of finding a suitable chick, and is redirected by a couple of hookers to call (drumroll please), the Sex Detectives - and arranges for a meeting with Starr. And when that rendezvous takes place - someone gets it up the arse!

Tracking down Cassidy's apartment by beating up a thug named Gallico, Bob and Freddy retrieve the drugs and drop Jesus De Sade's name, which a hidden Cass overhears (Why is he hidden and why didn't he just beat up on these two fools, you ask. Long story - the key to box with the drugs was in a locket on the pet cat, and chasing after it resulted in Cass getting thrown out the window in broad daylight. So he was still recovering from that when Bob and Freddy walked in). Jesse and Cass then set out the next day to Bo and Freddy's office, which was in the process of being trashed by Gallico, in retaliation for his own beating. Unlucky day for him - Cass administers a second beating. In between, they learn that the drugs were for De Sade, and they got his address. Cass then tosses Gallico through a wall.

Meanwhile, Hoover is saved from being ass-kicked by a furious (and cornholioed) Starr, with Featherstone yelling out that Jesse is in San Francisco (courtesy of the bar fight the night before). Starr brings Hoover down to Bob and Freddy's office to work out his frustrations, and they find Gallico's legs protruding from the wall. They "interview" him and find out that Jesse and Cass were just there (that white collar is just too conspicuous), and the party at De Sade where Bob and Freddy might be found. Gallico makes a play for it, and the timid Hoover (Hoover!) shoots him first. Of course, he pukes right after.

So you can all see that is all going down at Jesus De Sade's orgy.


There IS something better than TV!!!

And mythic it is. All of the sick fruitcakes and sexual degenerates (read: rich and famous. nyhahaha) show up at the De Sade mansion ("Let's fist again, like we did last summer. Let's fist again, like we did last year."), and Bob and Freddy save the party by bringing the heroin in time. Tulip meanwhile has an excuse to dress up (va-va-voom!), but still packing a gun. They all split up to look for those sex detective losers. Jesse manages to run into De Sade, and have a philosophical discussion before he tells him to stay put (hyeah right) while he goes to find Cass. Outside, Starr, Hoover and a bunch of mercs are getting ready to crash the party.


Everyone's a comedian. Even a dedicated soldier.

And they're all stunned to find all the debauchery going on inside. Actually, it was just Hoover that was stunned. Even Starr manages to do a stand-up routine. Tulip is serendipitously in the vicinity as the Grail operatives come in, and she pulls a gun on Hoover before Starr walks in on them, and an all-out gunbattle starts.


How to deal with wankers, Step 1.

Jesse manages to corrall De Sade again, and is shocked to find him about to make a kiddie porn movie. Enraged, he makes his butler dwarf eat a gun, while he bitch-slaps the fop. Cassidy, meanwhile runs into Bob and Freddy, and gets into a hysterical fight with them ala-Three Stooges. Bob tries to bugger Cass but gets tossed out of the window (with his pants down) and lands on a car roof.

How to deal with wankers, Step 2.

From there it all goes downhill. Tulip manages to gun down a lot of the Grail mercs (as to how she manages to become Dirty Harriette is a story for another day), before she runs out of ammo and Starr gets the drop on her. Cassidy saves her by proclaiming that he is Jesse Custer.

Jesse luckily sees the mercs escaping and sees Tulip taken captive in one of the vans. He takes the car (yeah the one with a half-naked Bob on the roof) in pursuit. He manages to catch up with the van with Tulip inside and rescues her. Now they have Featherstone and Hoover hostage, and Jesse tells them he is the real deal. He wants to rescue Cassidy. They defiantly tell him he's no match against the Grail, which she describes as "... the most powerful organization ever to exist. We own presidents. We run countries. We walk between raindrops ... you couldn't choose a more lethal opponent without taking on the God Almighty." To which Jesse replies it suits him just fine. What cojones this guy has.


The sister is doing it for herself.

Cassidy meanwhile has been airlifted out of the country to southern France, in a secret hideout of the Grail called Masada. Cassidy still pretends he's Custer, faking a Texan accent, but you know his Irish brogue will slip out sooner or later. He wants to know why he's here and as it goes, let's have the freely-talking Starr tell the story:

"Almost two thousand years ago, three men were crucified on a hill above Jerusalem. Two were thieves, and died as such. The third was not, and did not die.

He did not even die in a physical sense. Having paid off local authorities, his followers drugged him into a coma with a soporific while he was still on the cross. Three days later - when the drug wore off - he 'rose from the dead.' He took a wife called Mary, had several children, and was run over and killed by an offal cart at the age of 48.

That is the legend of the Grail.

Those children he had were born of the most sacred, most blessed lineage this world has ever seen.

The founders of the Grail took them to a secret place in the desert, where they were only allowed to breed only with each other. When the Grail moved to Europe in the Sixth century, they brought the children's descendants with them. And to this day, we keep the bloodline safe and pure.

We guard the blood of the Lamb.

The point is that when civilization falls apart - and it will - the Grail can produce a mortal man whose ancestor was born of heaven. A religious alternative to politicians. A God-King.

It doesn't matter who we put forward. We've got so many old scrolls and bullshit documentation lying around. we could prove conclusively that Newt fucking Gingrich is the son of God.

The latest product of the bloodline has turned out less than perfectly. If we are to hold sway after the coming armageddon, we must give the masses a savior they can believe in. A savior who speaks with a voice that must be obeyed would be ideal. Its you, Reverend Custer.

I want you to be the new Messiah."

Cassidy: Aw, fuckin' great! .... I mean, blessed are the meek.

The same story is told to Jesse and Tulip, and Jesse wants to go to France and go rescue Cassidy. On the way, Featherstone jumps out of the car and makes a break for it. Hidden in the bushes, she covers her ears and manages not to get swayed by the Word. Frustrated, Jesse makes Hoover count the sands on the beach, then books a flight for Paris (but not before getting into a dramatic fight with Tulip spanning three pages, with his macho sense of wanting to rescue Cass by himself and keep her safe behind) They do realize that Featherstone may have alerted Starr even before they get there.



Cass may be powerful, but not that powerful.

Which is correct, as Starr begins to have his doubts after "Custer" fails to pass muster by curing a lame gardener. He summons Cassidy to a prison block, and a mysterious figure divines Cassidy's real name. All hell breaks loose thereafter.


Ouch. That hurts.

And what about Hoover? Well, the wind was a bit of a problem ...

Wages of sin. Poor bastard.

And you know the Saint of Killers is not too far behind ...


Next: More Flashbacks! More religious controversy! Life and times of a vampire! And the fall of Masada (again)! Wait, let me catch my breath first ...

Tuesday, April 26, 2005

Who's Your Daddy???

The cover of this month's Wired magazine.



Cool ba?
Level 18, 83400.

CJ Reverse Playlist 04262005


Album:
Basement Jaxx

Kish Kash


Snaptrax:
Plug It In
Hot N Cold
Lucky Star
Right Here's The Spot
Good Luck


Ok, I was spoiled too much by Remedy and Rooty, their two previous albums that made me groove without trying. This disc is their most experimental to date, and sounds overproduced. They also rely on star guests, such as Siouxsie Sioux, Me'Shelle Ndegeocello, and - gasp! - *N'Sync's JC Chasez. He does appear in the best song though (Plug It In) - bordering on boyband-esque yet with enough twists and loops to make it edgy. I expect better with the next release.

Sunday, April 24, 2005

Nesting

My window sill suddenly became the nesting location of choice for an avian couple. Didn't seem like my place was the best spot but hey, won't argue with them.


Preggy momma


Poppa bird, builder


Hope they weren't scared away by the camera, and they come back to bring their newborn into the world (can i watch?).

Life mirroring life.

Saturday, April 23, 2005

Thursday, April 21, 2005

In the Daily News today ...



Thats our beloved pal Jason Soto on the front cover. This is CNN*-worthy.

* Coconut News Ngayon

We Knew It!!!



damn mofo.

Wednesday, April 20, 2005

MS Bahamas



I guess Bill Gates owns the islands too eh? nyhahahahaha.

Tuesday, April 19, 2005

The Tribeca Filmfest kicks off tonight. Hmmmmm.



Always wanted to actually go to one. Maybe i should look around this weekend. Robert De Niro's waiting.

Saturday, April 16, 2005

Another postcard from my pal Andie - of course, she was already back home in Manila when I got this.


Sure that's not the Golden Gate bridge in the pic? *lol* Thanks uli, Eeeeendie.

And she's preggy na! wooooooohooooooo!!!

Friday, April 15, 2005

By The Numbers

Normally, we wouldn't put any stock in this crap, but hmmm ... how come it kinda makes sense ...?

damn you, jego!

3
The number 3 Life Path is one that emphasizes expression, sociability, and creativity as the lesson to be learned in this life. Here we are apt to find the entertainers of the world, bright, effervescent, sparkling people with very optimistic attitudes. A truly gifted 3 possesses the most exceptional creative skills, normally in the verbal realm, writing, speaking, acting, or similar endeavors. The lesson to be learned with a 3 life path is that of achievement through expression. The bright side of this path stresses harmony, beauty and pleasures; of sharing your creative talents with the world. Capturing your capability in creative self-expression is the highest level of attainment for this life path. The characteristics of the 3 are warmth and friendliness, a good conversationalist, social and open. A good conversationalist both from the standpoint of being a delight to listen to, but even more importantly, one who has the ability to listen to others. Accordingly, the life path 3 produces individuals who are always a welcome addition to any social situation and know how to make others feel at home. The creative imagination is present, if sometimes latent, as the 3 may not be moved to develop his talent. The approach to life tends to be exceedingly positive, however, and your disposition is almost surely sunny and open-hearted. You effectively cope with all of the many setbacks that occur in life and readily bounce back for more (sadomasochistic!). It is usually easy for you to deal with problems because you can freely admit the existence of problems without letting them get you down. You have good manners and seem to be very conscious of other people's feelings and emotions (really???). Life is generally lived to the fullest, often without much worry about tomorrow (que sera sera). You are not very good at handling money because of a general lack of concern about it. You spend it when you have it and don't when you don't (pauperville, here i come!).

On the negative side, a 3 may be so delighted with the joy of living that the life becomes frivolous and superficial. You may scatter your abilities and express little sense of purpose (PS2! PSP! Burn DVDs!). The 3 can be an enigma, for no apparent reason you may become moody ("suplado." as i have been told) and tend to retreat. Escapist tendencies are not uncommon with the 3 life path, and you find it very hard to settle into one place or one position (nooooooooooooooo!). Guard against being critical of others, impatient, intolerant, or overly optimistic (scum of the universe, all'a ya!).

Typically, the life path 3 gives an above-average ability in some art form. This can encompass painting, interior decorating, landscaping, crafts, writing, music, or the stage, or all of the above. You are apt to be a happy, inspired person, constantly seeking the stimuli of similar people. Your exuberant nature can take you far, especially if you are ever able to focus your energies and talents (and thats a big IF. bwahahahaha).

8
Your Expression is represented by the number 8. The 8 Expression is well-equipped in a managerial sense. You have outstanding organizational and administrative capabilities. You have the potential for considerable achievement in business or other powerful positions. You can expect to receive the financial and material rewards (show me the money!!!). You have the skill and abilities to establish or operate a business with great efficiency. You have good judgment when it comes to money and commercial matters, and you understand how to build and accumulate material wealth. Much of your success (or lack of it) may come due to your ability (or inability) to judge character (i'll take "inability" for 1,000, Alex). With the number 8 Expression, you exercise sound judgment in most of your affairs; you are realistic and practical in your approach to business matters.

The positive 8 Expression produces individuals that are very ambitious and goal-oriented. If the 8 energy is not in excess in your makeup, you will no doubt express these traits to some extent. No one has any more energy that a person with the 8 Expression who has a plan laid and is starting to work. No one has any more self-confidence, either. If you are expressing the positive qualities of 8, you are an outstanding manager because you can plan, initiate, and complete projects; you are very dependable and determined.

As it always happens, there can be too much of a good thing. If you have too much of the 8 energy in your makeup, you may express some of the negative attitudes. A negative 8 can be very rigid and stubborn. Ambition sometimes has a way of becoming over-ambition, and you may express an unreasonable impatience with the lack of progress. If your negative side is showing, you may be too exacting, both of yourself and of others (Dr Kevorkian to ICU, stat!). Sometimes this can even becomes a case of intolerance (scum of the universe, all'a ya!).

The number 8 is very materialistic and also very desirous of status and power. Neither of these drives are inherently negative unless they are taken to an extreme. You must avoid the tendency to strain after money, material matters, status, or power, to the detriment of the other important factors in your life (like blogging).

4
With the Soul Urge or Motivation number of 4 you are likely to strive for a stable life ('i've been waiting for tomorrow all of my life,' so goes one of the songs i like). You tend to follow a rather orderly pattern and systematic approach in your endeavors. You have an inner desire to serve others in a methodical and diligent manner. You want to be in solid, conventional, and well-regulated activities, and you are somewhat disturbed by innovation and erratic or sudden changes (ch-ch-ch-changes). Excellent at organizing, systematizing, and managing, you have a way of establishing order and maintaining it. You are responsible, reliable and in the final analysis, practical. Highly analytical, you can see your way through all sorts of situations and generally have a clear understanding of the issues. You are a very honest, sincere, and conscientious individual.

The negative side of the 4 is rigid, stubborn and somewhat narrow-minded. There is a tendency to hide feelings, or to really not be aware of real feelings (nooooooooo!). Avoid being too rigid and stubborn in your thinking, and try to always see the big picture rather than becoming to involved with the detail. Don't be afraid to take a chance once in awhile (cue in the Abba song here).


The 11 Pinnacle
The number 11 is the first of the master numbers. The influence of this number is somewhat philosophic and illuminating. The 11 vibration has associations with spiritual and metaphysical studies and understanding. It has associations with the reformer, the philosopher, the welfare worker. With the number 11 energies influencing behavior in any stage of the life, there is a significant lessening of material goals and desires. In fact, thoughts may tend to stray a bit from the practical and the mundane, irrespective of the life path you may be following. A certain disassociation with mundane reality can cause problems with associates in the environment. Frequently, there is a heightened sense of nervous tension associated with this energy.

First Pinnacle...11
With the number 11 first pinnacle, you may identify with some of the foregoing, however, it is difficult for a young person to use the general influence productively. Thus, the background tone of this period is perhaps better communicated through use of the number 2 energies. The general emphasis of the number 2 pinnacle is that of friendliness, cooperation and harmony. You are apt to be a very sensitive person during this pinnacle, even if sensitivity is not indicated in your basic makeup. The 2 shows patience and attention to detail. You are tactful and cooperative, and willing to work with relatively little recognition. Since this pinnacle is experienced early in your life, it may tend to make you an over-sensitive child (crybaby!), and you may be easily hurt or offended (crybaby!). You may experience early difficulties with expression, both verbal and emotional. Your mother is apt to be the stronger influence in your life throughout this period.

2nd Pinnacle...7
Unless you are involved in some sort of research or possibly religious or philosophical endeavors, your progress during this pinnacle will be painfully slow. Your accomplishments are simply not the type that bring financial benefits as desired or expected. The benefits of this pinnacle are much deeper and internal (monk/hermit should be the career of choice).

3rd Pinnacle...9
With the number 9 energy apparent on the second or third pinnacle, you may at times express very emotional and dramatic humanitarian views and ideals and become a champion of the need for tolerance and compassion in the world. You may possess a universal view of the world, working in ways that will benefit mankind (does that mean i will get drafted in the organization that will save the earth from the scum of the universe?).

4th Pinnacle...6
As a last pinnacle, the 6 brings home the rewards and pleasures of family, security, and a close circle of friends. You are likely to find yourself giving back some of the nurturing and attention that you received in the early part of your life (yeah, and within 3 months, i'll croak).


Challenge 1
The challenge of the number 1 suggests you are likely to feel dominated by others with strong influence, probably parents or others with whom you compete. The challenge of the number 1 is avoidance of being dominated, but doing so in a fashion that does not impose upon or dominate others. With the challenge of the number 1 it's extremely important to control the ego, and avoid the negative aspect of individuality. False pride, pomposity, egotism are issues to be guarded against now. You are now in a period of learning about self-reliance and how to solve your own problems independently. Learn to rely on your wit and your intelligence (but they told me i'm a bad comedian and i'm clueless!), avoiding argumentation and resentfulness.

Challenge 7
The challenge of the number 7 suggests difficulties brought on by your discomfort with your own inner feelings; feelings of a reserved attitude and unexpressed emotions. You may feel unable to better your situation, or to change and improve circumstances. There is a tendency with this challenge to be a chronic critic and complainer, while offering little or nothing as a suggest to correct the faults that are found. The sense of discrimination is strong, but it is expressed in a very negative way. A sense of false pride tends to keep your real feelings buried beneath the surface. Avoid a tendency to approach people in a very reserved and aloof way, and develop faith in your own abilities rather than dwelling on your limitations. Marriage is apt to be delayed until this challenge is overcome, or if married, this can be a difficult time (delayed! delayed! so is that what it is??).

Challenge 6
The challenge of the number 6 suggests that you may have difficulties because of your insistence on extremely high standards. You are apt to appear authoritarian, intolerant, and a little self-righteous. It is hard for others to live up to your standards of expectation (HAH.). Many of your considerable talents for balancing situations are used with a negative emphasis. Avoid creating friction in relationships and strive for harmony. You must learn that your diplomatic approach will only be appreciated if others feel that their needs are met, their desires understood, their point of view respected. You must learn to allow others to set their own pace, make their own rules. This challenge requires learning unconditional love and acceptance.


That does sound like me. Damn.

Thursday, April 14, 2005

Test Hello Post



Hello photo upload works. So what is wrong with tha rest o'youse?

Wednesday, April 13, 2005

ahhhhhhhhhh ... here we go again!

?? Which Of The Greek Gods Are You ??

Athena


If there was a nerd god, it would have been Athena. hahaha.
This dude has issues. nyahahahaha.

Tuesday, April 12, 2005

Monday, April 11, 2005

Rest quietly, TCB.

May you square away any beefs with Him, and may you find the peace you desperately sought for the last 5 years.

"Neither fire nor wind, birth nor death can erase our good deeds."
- attributed to Buddha

CJ Reverse Playlist 04112005


Album:
En Vogue

Best of En Vogue


Snaptrax:
Don't Let Go (Love)
My Lovin'
Free Your Mind
Hold On
Give It Up Turn It Loose
Let It Flow


One of the better girl groups - ever - En Vogue delivers their greatest hits collection with much aplomb. There doesn't seem to be a weak song in the set (which is what a best of compilation should do), though some are less familiar to me than their early work. The girls' strength is in their comfiness and dexterity in their songs, spanning sassy funk to smoldering soul. There may be lots of R&B girl groups, but there's only one En Vogue. Accept no substitutes.


What's it gonna be?
'Cause I can't pretend
Don't you wanna be more than friends?
Hold me tight and don't let go
Don't let go
You have the right to lose control
Don't let go

I often tell myself
That we could be more than just friends
I know you think that if we move too soon
It would all end
I live in misery when you're not around
And I won't be satisfied
Till we've taken those vows

There'll be some lovemaking
Heart breaking, soul shaking
Love ooh aah
Lovemaking, heart breaking
Soul shaking

I often fantasize the stars above, oh, a chill
They know my heart and speak to yours
Like only lovers do
If I could wear your clothes
I'd pretend I was you, and lose control

Running in and out my life
Has got me so confused
You gotta make the sacrifice
Somebody's gotta chose
We can make it if we try
For the sake of you and I
Together we can make it right

What's it going to be?
Can't keep running in and out of my life
Out of my life
More than friends, oh, oh, oh
Hold me tight and don't let me go
You've got the right
I said you've got the right to lose control

Don't break up 'cause I can't take it

Sunday, April 10, 2005

Memo to Grifter: No More Drinking. And if unavoidable, sip slowly.

Saturday, April 09, 2005

Once Again, It's Time For Everybody ...

... to come aboard ... the Hoooooo Train.

The only pics of me - ever - that will definitively convince the jury that i was ever in a Hooters restaurant.

Otherwise, I categorically deny the accusation.


Watered-down Killian's and wings. Buffalo, not Whisper with wings.


Recent NuYorican Ivy. I'm only smiling because I'm drunk and I have to be polite.

If that's a hoot (pardon the pun), then y'all should see Delphi's own pics. Nyahahaha!
Level 15, 67500.
Level 13, 59300 pts BWAHAHAHA this game is killing me.

Friday, April 08, 2005

... the killing time, unwillingly mine

Don't just fire missiles at any asteroid flying around. Try to catch two or three in one shot. Another tip: better use one missile base only. I got as far as Level 7 at 32300 points, before Rabobank took me away from my gunner duties.


Ok, am talking about this little addictive game called Missile Strike.

Try it. Don't say I didn't warn you.

Shitty Tippers!

Guys in the office had fun with this today - Delphi, you're listed!!!

Star Posts

See how boring theirs are compared to yours - nyahahaha

Celebrity Blogs!

Thursday, April 07, 2005


Vincent Van Gogh
Houses at Auvers, 1890
THIS should be in the class of Kung Pow, nyhahahaha.

Tuesday, April 05, 2005

Postcard From Paradise. Not.

My friend Andie managed to send a postcard from faraway and Godforsaken (by Falun Gong standards) China. How sweet.



Although she addressed it with my middle name as "A." I wonder what that means? Arsehole? Aggravation? Abrasive? Angkulit?

Chaka bakit me butterfly na ngayon ang signature mo? *lol*

Thanks, Andie!!!!