Now he is an expert on Mindanao
Ha ha ha! This is interesting.
After squandering public funds, taking advantage of “sanctuary funds,” and enjoying Senate “security funds,” now this guy is turning to the man thrown out of office for gambling “slush funds!”
Ha ha ha!
This guy is not only after fortune and fame. He wants to dip his fingers in Mindanao too! And goes to the president who waged a “total war” in Mindanao.
Spirit House in Cambodia
I am not afraid of ghosts. Except when I’m alone. At night. In Cambodia where millions of people died of genocide in the seventies. Last year, when Honey had to go to the Philippines for work for almost two months, he left me in this kingdom far far away where I was alone. At night. In Cambodia where millions of people died of genocide in the seventies.
How did I manage to stop hyperventilating, prevent the hair at the back of my neck from standing up on end, and sleep during all those lonely nights? One, by multiplying my carbon emissions a hundredfold and turning on all the lights in the apartment at night. Two, by turning on the two televisions full-blast. And three, by comforting myself with the fact that my Cambodian landlady keeps a spirit house in an auspicious place right smack in the middle of the entrance of the apartment building.

Read more in Toe’s Kurokuroatbp.
New Olympic events for GRP
In the midst of finger-pointing and the blame game, it’s back to square one for Team Philippines as the debacle in Beijing takes center stage at next week’s sports summit of sports leaders.
I strongly suggest that the country, aka GRP (to align with GB, host of the 2012 Games), concentrate in the following events where I am certain our sports leaders can easily take podium positions:
Mundane things that suck: A Neighbor putting a password in what used to be your free wi-fi connection
I recently moved to a new apartment and the first thing I did once all my stuff were settled was to crack open my laptop, and basked in all the wireless signals my laptop could snort. Unfortunately, no thanks to this guy who wrote this crap, all of said wireless connections were password-protected. All, except one.
And that glorious unsecured wireless signal was called Afrain. Sweet, sweet Afrain.
Facebook will ruin your life!
I don’t know about you, but since I’ve started establishing my online identity, I’ve dedicated half of my life to hiding what I do from my boss and co-workers. Considering that, why would I let them know how idle I am at work (very), where I spend a good chunk of my office hours (in Facebook), and what I do (updating my about me to “Life is an allusion to my dick, it’s hard and has its occasional ups and downs. Also, HUGE!”). Moreover, those incriminating photos from the party the other weekend might be hilarious to your best friends, but will your boss feel the same?
MY GOD THERE’S MORE!
I Will Claim Ownership of the Moon!
Dear Countries Who Ratified the Outer Space Treaty,
Greetings of love and peace! AND RAW EVIL! I am Baddie, and I am considering taking on a life of crime. I haven’t thought of a kick-ass super-villain name yet, but I’m getting there. Anyway, I just want to know how much trouble I’ll get myself into if I violate Article IV of the Outer Space Treaty that states…
States Parties to the Treaty undertake not to place in orbit around the Earth any objects carrying nuclear weapons or any other kinds of weapons of mass destruction, install such weapons on celestial bodies, or station such weapons in outer space in any other manner.
See, I have this diabolical plan to develop something called The Insanely Intense Death Ray of Pain that I shall install on the moon’s surface. I want to know how much resistance I can expect from you guys. Don’t get any ideas, though. You can only slow me down. Eventually, I will claim the moon as my own and on it, my Insanely Intense Death Ray of Pain will rise! YOU CAN’T STOP MY VILLAINY!
Sincerely,
Your Future Awesome Arch-Nemesis, Baddie
Famous Quotes on Marriage
This is entry is like dominated by the male specie as the rants are directed to their wives. So let’s take this in a man’s point of view:
When a man steals your wife, there is no better revenge than to let him keep her. – Sacha Guitry
After marriage, husband and wife become two sides of a coin; they just can’t face each other, but still they stay together. – Hemant Joshi
By all means marry. If you get a good wife, you’ll be happy. If you get a bad one, you’ll become a philosopher. -Socrates
Woman inspires us to great things, and prevents us from achieving them. -Dumas
The great question… which I have not been able to answer… is, “What does a woman want? -Sigmund Freud
I had some words with my wife, and she had some paragraphs with me. -Anonymous
“Some people ask the secret of our long marriage. We take time to go to a restaurant two times a week. A little candlelight, dinner, soft music and dancing. She goes Tuesdays, I go Fridays.” -Henny Youngman
More after the jump at http://mailboxatrandom.blogspot.com
How to end the universe
Beating writer’s block is a difficult feat. It has long been considered impossible, like licking your elbow. However, some experts recently proved that licking your elbow is feasible, beating writer’s block can also be accomplished… READ MORE>>
What will happen when GMA resigns?
Paint your own picture of that future here. Read the whole post…
Rainy Day Pet Peeves
One thing you should know about me, aside from my pure hatred for dogs, is that I love rainy days. I love the sound that the rain makes on our roof. I love the gloomy skies. I just love everything about it. Well, not everything. Here’s a list of rainy day things I’m not too crazy about:
1. Wet roads. It being slippery doesn’t really bother me since I’m confident enough with my ill driving skillz. I just don’t like deep puddles doing a number on my wheels. Also, mud on my car is just not sexy.
2. Getting soaked. Most of the time, I like getting a little wet by the rain. I don’t mind water meeting my jacket, but holy Baby Jesus, it pisses me off when my pants get soaked! And let’s not get into the topic of wet socks.




