It's a wrap....vol. 1

Just over the horizon is a new year. Not knowing what to expect. Not knowing what's to come. Only knowing that what I do the next day, is what only matters. Knowing that I can only do the best I can as an instrument of God, and do whatever his will is.

2008 for me can only be described with two words: pain and resurrection. I started the year off terribly. I thought it was going to be my year. I thought it was going to be a year of change. I thought I was to start it off with a bang. It started off with a bang alright. A shot fired into the dark but hitting my heart as an unknowing bystander. I lost three very important people in my life this year. My Uncle Junior, whom I lived with most of my entire life and who played a role as a father figure to me. My Auntie Nancy, who was my Uncle Junior's wife. And, my Auntie Ine, who was my Uncle Fred's wife.

During my time of pain, I had no one to turn to. No one was there for me. Not even my friends. Not even the one who supposedly said she cared about me. Going through that experience I grew to have a cold heart. I grew in distancing myself from people. Spending many days and nights to myself. Hanging out with friends here and there, but mainly, just wanting and needing to be alone. I grew accustomed to people not being there for me. So I learned to be there for myself. It was either buck up or buck down. So I bucked up and manned up. Dealt with everything on my own.

I don't know if going through that has caused me to be listless or indifferent, but it's very hard for me to show any emotion anymore. Yeah, I mean, I can play the role. Understand the pain another person is going through, but I can no longer show any emotion as to where I can offer myself to be there for anyone. I really can't see myself being there for anyone. I'll listen to your problems. I'll hear you out. I'll pray for you. I'll pray with you. But deep down inside, it's just another day to me.

The spring and summer was whatever. A lot of days spent by myself. Some days spent skating the boardwalk with the homie Jason. But other than that, I was on that Los Lonely Boy tip. I didn't mind at all.

So sometime in September I decided to go back to church. To find my way back to God. I know that I walked away from him. I backslided. I was a saved Christian who turned away from God and sought some sort of strength. Sought some sort of niche. Tried to find some other alternative in trying to redefine myself. I didn't though. I didn't grow without God. Going back to God was the best decision I had ever made.

I began going consistently to church. Twice a day even. Horizon in the morning with Gerry. The Rock in the evening with my sister, just to accompany her. We eventually joined a small group and it was the best decision I have ever made in my life. This small group allowed me to surround myself with fellow Christians who were going through the same struggles that I was going through. Together, we are able to pick each other and strengthen one another and as we walk the narrow path for God. I am so happy that I am able to grow as a better Christian thanks to my group. I've learned to strengthen my prayers and pray more often. I've experienced my homeless ministry. The power of helping those who are least fortunate regardless of what their situation is so humbling and empowering. I feel so blessed to have the grace of God upon me.

I also fasted for the first time in my born again life. I fasted for one week during the week of prayer and fasting. During that experience I was able to understand the true power of prayer and sacrificing for God. It was such a powerful experience and I'm looking forward to doing it again this coming new year.

Closing out the year, I started off in pain, worked my way being alone and redefinition, and ending with resurrection. An older, wiser, and blessed child of God.

The experiences I have gone through this year has made me a stronger person. Only by the grace of God that through pain I was able to find my way back to him and become the man he has always intended for me to be. It was all part of his perfect plan. I've learned to be embrace pain and hardship. Because by embracing it and accepting, only then can you grow and become stronger. By trusting in God, only then will you grow.

As the final minute clicks of 2008 and 2009 is introduced. There's only one thing I can celebrate. Being thankful that for another year, I'm alive and that whatever my future holds, I am ready to do God's will.

Here's to 2009. Thank you Lord and I love you.

Almost at its end..

I'm gearing up for a big entry in regards to 2008.

A lot of insight. A lot of thought. A lot of experience. A lot of growth.

Stay tuned.

This one should make up for a lot of time of missed in regards to writing.

How stupid of me...

It's a remix album, but still. How could have I slept on it? Most slept on album of 08. I know I know, it's a remix, but who gives a damn? Madlib just murders with the production on this one. C-L-A-S-S-I-C!!! Listen to it you geriatric boogaloos!!! Get to it! Chop chop!

Such absurdity, I freaking love it like hemorage mating games with a Heineken...

Oh the profound theory of Cuil. So awesome. Enjoy!

Can we make that a unit of measurement?

One Cuil = One level of abstraction away from the reality of a situation.

Example: You ask me for a Hamburger.

1 Cuil: if you asked me for a hamburger, and I gave you a raccoon.

2 Cuils: If you asked me for a hamburger, but it turns out I don't really exist. Where I was originally standing, a picture of a hamburger rests on the ground.

3 Cuils: You awake as a hamburger. You start screaming only to have special sauce fly from your lips. The world is in sepia.

4 Cuils: Why are we speaking German? A mime cries softly as he cradles a young cow. Your grandfather stares at you as the cow falls apart into patties. You look down only to see me with pickles for eyes, I am singing the song that gives birth to the universe.

And so on.

edit: other Cuil levels added for completeness.

5 Cuils: You ask for a hamburger, I give you a hamburger. You raise it to your lips and take a bite. Your eye twitches involuntarily. Across the street a father of three falls down the stairs. You swallow and look down at the hamburger in your hands. I give you a hamburger. You swallow and look down at the hamburger in your hands. You cannot swallow. There are children at the top of the stairs. A pickle shifts uneasily under the bun. I give you a hamburger. You look at my face, and I am pleading with you. The children are crying now. You raise the hamburger to your lips, tears stream down your face as you take a bite. I give you a hamburger. You are on your knees. You plead with me to go across the street. I hear only children's laughter. I give you a hamburger. You are screaming as you fall down the stairs. I am your child. You cannot see anything. You take a bite of the hamburger. The concrete rushes up to meet you. You awake with a start in your own bed. Your eye twitches involuntarily. I give you a hamburger. As you kill me, I do not make a sound. I give you a hamburger.

6 Cuils: You ask me for a hamburger. My attempt to reciprocate is cut brutally short as my body experiences a sudden lack of electrons. Across a variety of hidden dimensions you are dismayed. John Lennon hands me an apple, but it slips through my fingers. I am reborn as an ocelot. You disapprove. A crack echoes through the universe in defiance of conventional physics as cosmological background noise shifts from randomness to a perfect A Flat. Children everywhere stop what they are doing and hum along in perfect pitch with the background radiation. Birds fall from the sky as the sun engulfs the earth. You hesitate momentarily before allowing yourself to assume the locus of all knowledge. Entropy crumbles as you peruse the information contained within the universe. A small library in Phoenix ceases to exist. You stumble under the weight of everythingness, Your mouth opens up to cry out, and collapses around your body before blinking you out of the spatial plane. You exist only within the fourth dimension. The fountainhead of all knowledge rolls along the ground and collides with a small dog. My head tastes sideways as spacetime is reestablished, you blink back into the corporeal world disoriented, only for me to hand you a hamburger as my body collapses under the strain of reconstitution. The universe has reasserted itself. A particular small dog is fed steak for the rest of its natural life. You die in a freak accident moments later, and you soul works at the returns desk for the Phoenix library. You disapprove. Your disapproval sends ripples through the inter-dimensional void between life and death. A small child begins to cry as he walks toward the stairway where his father stands.

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edit2: We need a standard notation for Cuil to make calculations easier. I suggest the interrobang ‽, but I'm open to any other suggestions.

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For those who are interested in helping to create a working Cuil Theory, come visit the new wiki at:

http://cuiltheory.wikidot.com/

The password to gain wiki access once you register is "hamburger"

Week of Prayer and Fasting vol. 1...

I just got home from the first night of Prayer and Fasting at my home church, Horizon Christian Fellowship. Although I'm fasting from solid foods the entire week and I'm relying on water and other liquids such as juice to keep me going, I cannot stress enough how restored I feel at the moment.

Stepping outside of my comfort zone, I experienced the awesome power of prayer with my fellow brothers and sisters. I used to be so timid having to pray out loud amongst fellow Christians but now I feel that I've overcome that hurdle. Prayer is such an honor. To be able to speak to the Lord. Such a blessing it is. Please know, that all words you speak in prayer are heard by the Lord. Your words will not fall on deaf ears. Learn to have patience, and most assuredly, our Father will answer your prayers.

I should feel completely weak right now without having to eat anything solid. I can say that physically, I feel weak in the legs and lightheaded. But after praying tonight, I feel so rejuvenated with strength spiritually that it's getting me passed the physical trial that I'm currently experiencing.

I am very excited for the rest of this week. Tomorrow are the elections, so please be sure to vote. Please vote based on your values and not based on your party or heresay from what others may tell you. With the power of prayer, hopefully the way of the Lord will go as planned.

God Bless.

The Power of Prayer...

Sunday I attended morning service with Gerry at our home church, Horizon Christian Fellowship which is in the Balboa/Genesse area of SD. Pastor Mike's message that day was in regards to Proverbs 31 which was about the virtuous woman:

Proverbs 31

Sayings of King Lemuel

1 The sayings of King Lemuel—an oracle ^[a] his mother taught him:

2 "O my son, O son of my womb,
O son of my vows, ^[b]

3 do not spend your strength on women,
your vigor on those who ruin kings.

4 "It is not for kings, O Lemuel—
not for kings to drink wine,
not for rulers to crave beer,

5 lest they drink and forget what the law decrees,
and deprive all the oppressed of their rights.

6 Give beer to those who are perishing,
wine to those who are in anguish;

7 let them drink and forget their poverty
and remember their misery no more.

8 "Speak up for those who cannot speak for themselves,
for the rights of all who are destitute.

9 Speak up and judge fairly;
defend the rights of the poor and needy."
Epilogue: The Wife of Noble Character

10 ^[c] A wife of noble character who can find?
She is worth far more than rubies.

11 Her husband has full confidence in her
and lacks nothing of value.

12 She brings him good, not harm,
all the days of her life.

13 She selects wool and flax
and works with eager hands.

14 She is like the merchant ships,
bringing her food from afar.

15 She gets up while it is still dark;
she provides food for her family
and portions for her servant girls.

16 She considers a field and buys it;
out of her earnings she plants a vineyard.

17 She sets about her work vigorously;
her arms are strong for her tasks.

18 She sees that her trading is profitable,
and her lamp does not go out at night.

19 In her hand she holds the distaff
and grasps the spindle with her fingers.

20 She opens her arms to the poor
and extends her hands to the needy.

21 When it snows, she has no fear for her household;
for all of them are clothed in scarlet.

22 She makes coverings for her bed;
she is clothed in fine linen and purple.

23 Her husband is respected at the city gate,
where he takes his seat among the elders of the land.

24 She makes linen garments and sells them,
and supplies the merchants with sashes.

25 She is clothed with strength and dignity;
she can laugh at the days to come.

26 She speaks with wisdom,
and faithful instruction is on her tongue.

27 She watches over the affairs of her household
and does not eat the bread of idleness.

28 Her children arise and call her blessed;
her husband also, and he praises her:

29 "Many women do noble things,
but you surpass them all."

30 Charm is deceptive, and beauty is fleeting;
but a woman who fears the LORD is to be praised.

31 Give her the reward she has earned,
and let her works bring her praise at the city gate.

Every Christian deserves a virtuous woman as well does a virtuous woman deserve a strong Christian man. They both are each others' backbone and must respect one another regardless. A woman must be treated with respect and should never be belittled nor mistreated. The virtuous woman works hard for herself, her family, and her man. For in return, the virtuous woman deserves the respect that she has earned for all her hard work.

Gerry and I really enjoyed the message that Pastor Mike spoke on. It lifted us both to believe that as Christian men, we have to keep doing what we're doing and living our life for the Lord. Granted there are times where we both have spoken about women and how we long to have a woman in our lives. But for us, we can't just settle down for any girl. As long as we continue on the right path, surely, the Lord will reward us with a virtuous woman who will compliment us and whom we will love and respect unconditionally.

Later on that evening after football and some of the ALCS game 7, I attended service with my sister at The Rock church. I made promise with my sister that I would be going to her church with her since she had got me an early birthday present.

Pastor Miles didn't speak at the service that night but his assistant pastor did. I have to admit, his message was very powerful at that. I already had experienced a great service earlier in the day, but hearing this guy's message at The Rock was just the icing on the cake. He spoke about Christians helping out other Christians. There's a point in our lives as Christians where we'll face issues or be tested alone. We're not strong enough to face things on our own regardless of how strong our faith is. We'll be broken and be brought down but it makes it easier to go through it knowing well that a fellow Christian is there to help pick us back up when we're knocked down.

At the end of the service, he asked all of us to bow our heads and for certain Christians to stand up with their heads still bowed and eyes closed when he asked us to stand up. We were put into certain categories. I was the Christian who was fired up for the Lord yet still held bitterness towards certain individuals. He asked those Christians who were categorized last to help pray for fellow Christians who had some sort of vice that was holding them back.

When I stood up, for a brief moment I had felt alone. My eyes were closed. My head was bowed. No one walked up to me to pray for me. So I continued to pray for myself at that moment. I prayed to God that he would remove this bitterness from me. I also prayed for those that were in the same situation as me as well. I felt my sister stand up next to me and put her hand on my shoulder and asked if I were alright. I nodded my head and I continued to pray. Out of nowhere, I felt a hand being placed on my back and another hand being placed on my shoulder. I heard a lady praying. I couldn't quite hear exactly what her prayer was but she was praying for me. I finished my prayer and focused on her and listened. She prayed for me for a good 5 minutes. I opened my eyes and looked to my left and saw this couple. I smiled and thanked them for their prayers.

For two complete strangers that I didn't even know, they prayed for me. They prayed for someone whom they didn't even know. Someone who was just sitting next to them at church. They prayed for me in my time of weakness and being broken. Although I prayed as well, feeling and hearing a prayer from a certain stranger strengthened me. The power of God was at work. The act of selflessness and caring. The love of God. The love of the weak who strengthens those who are in need. That right there, reassured me, that there is strength in prayer, even when we least expect it.

God bless!

Needs no introduction....

Yesterday I had blogged about the release of the special edition of the Lakai Fully Flared DVD called Final Flare. Well, last month I saw a set of shirts that were set to release that were inspired by the intro of Fully Flared. By Lakai, they took a couple of cool pics from the introduction and put them on a shirt. Lucky enough, I was searching through the web today and came up on the Koston picture of the intro. I'm so amped since Koston is my favorite skater.

I cannot wait for this shirt to come in. I'm as excited as a bobcat sitting on the side of a mountain.

Fully Flared Finale....

In 2007 one of the greatest skate videos ever was released. After 4 years and some odd work, Lakai finally released their long awaited skate video Lakai: Fully Flared. I remember watching this video on Christmas eve of 07 and just being completely taken away and inspired. I'm turning 27 in November and I don't think my knees could hold like they used to back in high school when I used to skate. Only thing I've been rockin' is the Sector 9 tail wing that the ex bought me. I've been killin' boardwalks and the local neighborhoods with it but it just isn't as fun with a regular deck.

Don't get me wrong, I've still got a regular deck that I still rock but I can't do jack with it. Anyhow, back to this awesome skate vid, Lakai is releasing a special edition of Lakai: Fully Flared on November 25th. It's called Lakai: Final Flare. It's a 3 disc dvd set that includes tons of extra sh*t that's quite a bonus to the awesome skate vid that Fully Flared is.

Aside from the awesome skating in the video by my hero since High School, Eric Koston, is the dopest intro directed by Spike Jonze. Sh*t is on hit kid and is awesome watching it on a widescreen HDtv. Sometimes I pop in the DVD just to watch the intro itself aside from Koston and Biebel's segments. Nonetheless, here's the youtube of the intro for Fully Flared. Enjoy!

Bonus vid!

Brandon Biebel's segement. Sh*t is on hit!



You know I couldn't leave out my dude Koston! Enjoy silly hoes!

Nike does it again.

Directed by David Fincher from Fight CLub and Se7en fame, the Nike Fate commercials will be showing various football players from birth to adulthood showing "fate' in regards to playing football. The first of the commercials features LaDainian Tomlinson of the San Diego Chargers and Troy Polamalu of the Pittsburgh Steelers. The commercial shows them from being inside the womb of their mothers to growing up as kids, to high school, college, and ending the commercial with Polamalu lighting up LT.

IMO, this so far has been the greatest Nike Commercial next to Michael Mann's Nike Quick is Deadly commercial from last season. Great job for Nike on the marketing and creativity of this commercial. I absolutely loved it.

So ready to geek out for Fall 09...

With Gears of Wars 2 releasing next month on the 7th, I thought that would be the game that I would be so amped for. Well, in Fall of 09 an expansion set featuring a complete new campaign and multiplayer is dropping. Yes, Halo 3: Recon. A couple of weeks ago, Bungie released a teaser trailer in regards to this game. No one knew what it was but it was labeled Halo 3: Recon. Turns out this game is another first person shooter but in the eyes of the ODST special ops soldiers rather than good ol' Master Chief. It's pretty much a pre-quel setting up Halo 3 when Master Chief arrives on Earth to kick butt. This may also fall in line with the Halo movie shorts that were released prior to Halo 3 dropping last November. If anyone recalls, the ODST soldiers were featured in those shorts.


Being the geek that I am and being a Halo fan, I am super pumped for this and cannot wait. I suppose NBA 2K9 and Gears of Wars 2 will will suffice until then. Funny thing is, I was never a big Halo fan until the little homie introduced me to it about a year or so ago. I on the other hand introduced him to Gears of War. Well, after all that's gone on I've truly become a huge Halo groupie, and I have to add, this time around, I really think I could take the little homie if I were ever to play him in Halo again. Nonetheless, I hope he's doing well and doing his thang. Well, my friends, I present to you, Halo 3: Recon.

Four words...

You don't want none.

I hate you Reggie Bush...

Kim Kardashian. Two words. Good Lord. Damn you Ray-J for violating her and showing the world. Damn you Reggie Bush. Lucky son of a gun.

Now:

When she was 14:

I hate you Reggie Bush. I really hate you.

Naw, I really don't hate you. I just really envy you. =P

Obama to the Filipino Americans...

Since October is Filipino American History Month, while on NT I stumbled upon a thread in regards to a letter that Barack Obama wrote to Filipinos in regards to Filipino American History Month. Being a Democrat and voting this coming November, I found this letter to be very interesting. I've yet to thoroughly go through it again to find any discrepancies in regards to what he's trying to appeal with us Filipinos. Nonetheless, I hope my fellow Filipinos who have not seen this can have somewhat of an interest.

I know it's a small image of the letter but here's what it says. I apologize again for the small image of the letter:

October 1, 2008

Dear Friends,
I appreciate the opportunity to join the Filipino American National Historical Society and its
friends in celebrating Filipino American History Month. This celebration is a wonderful opportunity to honor the values and traditions of Filipino Americans, and your role in the story of America.

America's greatness lies in our nation's ability to embrace and integrate different cultures
into our national character. Filipino Americans nurture and maintain important social, cultural and business ties between America and the Philippines. As you celebrate your Filipino heritage and your American identity, I hope you remain inspired to make our country as great as we know it can be.

The stories of Asian Americans & Pacific Islanders are very personal to me. I first became
acquainted with the diversity and richness of Asia and the AAPI community as a child growing up in Hawai'i and for a few years in Indonesia. Members of my family are of Asian descent and it is a community that I became a part of while living in Los Angeles, New York and Chicago.

Filipino Americans have participated in the triumphs and struggles along our road to a more
perfect union, from farm workers who helped found the United Farmworkers Union, to the soldiers who fought bravely in World War II, to the thousands of nurses who have saved and improved countless lives, Filipino Americans are an integral part of our country. That's why I support policies that will honor your sacrifices, like the Filipino Veterans Equity Act.

As President, I will work to ensure that you have access to affordable, accessible healthcare
that will also reduce the language and cultural barriers that limit access to our medical system. We will make sure the economy works for you by fixing our financial system, rebuilding public
education, and making sure that schools have the resources they need to educate all of our children, regardless of the languages they speak or their family's income. And we will provide a path to employment by creating a $4,000 annual college tax credit, a new Community College Partnership Program and new training opportunities for workers, and helping minority-owned small businesses.

Many Filipino families rely on family reunification policies to help them build better lives in
the United States. However, AAPI families have some of the longest immigration backlogs. That's why I've fought to improve and pass a comprehensive immigration bill. I introduced amendments to put greater emphasis on keeping immigrant families together and to revisit a controversial new points system that would dramatically alter U.S. immigration policy.

The Philippines and the United States have long enjoyed a special relationship, and I am
committed to building on our strong ties. We can create the changes we seek in America, but only if ordinary people rise up to demand change. Please accept my best wishes for a joyous celebration. I wish you all continued success and blessings in the years to come, and I thank you for your contributions to America.

Sincerely,

Barack Obama

http://students. washington. edu/mab04/Obama. pdf

d-blurb vol. 1

How many of ya'll got control of your minds?
We all do things just to pass the time.
But what do you do when time passes you?
Are you caught up in the spider web wondering what to do?

Here we are again.
Thinking of what's to come in the end.
Things aren't really what we all seem to think.
Life can change at the speed of a blink.

A life is lost.
A life is born.
Life can be held together,
Or it can all be torn.

Steadfast you need to stand.
Through the sunshine and the rain.
Happiness and sorrow.
Laughter and pain.

One person in life,
We all need to lead.
Live for the Lord our Father,
From the words of your brother.
Take Heed.

Peace.

April 7, 2004...

I was going through my old xanga (weblog) and I ran into an old entry that I wrote in regards to life, God, and what other random thing I was thinking of at 10:30pm at night. I'm going to post the entire entry because, for once, outside of my old blogging style, which mainly consisted of curse words and other obnoxious bull, I actually wrote something somewhat logical. Maybe I was high when I wrote it, who knows? It's funny to read up on things you've written in the past. To see how much I've grown as a man and what I was thinking at that time. Funny, 4 years ago I was such the philosophical type. Now, I'm a man of God. Well, enough of the babbling, enjoy readers!

Where can I start? Where should I begin? Maybe I should be straight to the point rather than add a lot of words to cover up the message. A lot of people out there are different. Yes, that's true. If you get any deeper, you will find yourself pulling your hair out unless you've already shaved it. Other than that you will find yourself smoking up a yos asking yourself the same exact question.

Let us begin with God. Everything peaceful is mostly related to our almighty Father. He/She created everything. All that is good. And most especially all that is evil. I know God is an existent presence in our everyday lives. Some of us look toward him for hope. Some of us look toward him for blessings. The majority of us, so it seems, don't even acknowledge his presence. I do apologize to the ladies though because I referred to God as a He. God can be a she as well. Anyhow, to the main point I was trying to make. We have to realize that their is a balanced force in this world. Good can go with no wrong. Bad cannot exist if there's no good. In order for us to survive as people we have to learn to control this balance. We can't always strive to be perfect people and live under the word. We are all susceptable to failure. Even as we are older. We're always in a learning process. Like the spokesman, Ace1 would say, "The higher I get, the lower I am." We achieve a high yet we are still low. A balance. We can never be better than the other. This is the battle we all fight within ourselves. A never ending battle. A battle that may well lead to our dying day. The answer always remains at the end. All in all, do the best you can with life with what you got. We'll find everything out in the end.

This blog right now that I am writing is inspired by a song that a dear friend gave me. A song that reminds me of the peaceful serenity of life and it's wicked counterpart. She asked me to bust to this, and I declined. But hear me out, for just this moment, my mind was thinking in rewind. Back to present, I sit and patiently await, what future beholds me in front of this new gate. I open it...and i realize, too much deep thinking often blinds what I have to handle and take care of. In all honesty, this is a culmination of mass thinking in my head. It's time to empty out the old and re-up on the new. I was scolded, and it was much appreciated, about writing certain things on this. This is an online journal right? Yes it is. I'm sorry I don't have those personal journals where I write my most secretive thoughts in. I gave that up a long time ago. I chose to stay real. What do I have to hide from? Criticism? Big deal, all criticism is constructive. People choose to read my thoughts because they want to know who I am. Well, you're getting to know alot about me by reading. I ain't going to hide anything. I do keep to myself, but there's no doubt in my mind that the shit in my head will be written on this xanga. So read and enjoy. Criticize, critique, do what you will. But this is me. Accept it like I accept ya'll.

I didin't start this blogging for attention. I started it becaue, well, it is my thoughts. Later on, I grew to discover that some people do have a unique way of finding you. Well, you found me, congratulations! Now you know what is up with me. If you don't, well you can back track to the past shit and catch up. I'm just as normal as anyone else. Even the most blessed man has some wickedness in his soul. If you're my friend you would understand. A lot of my friends don't know me to well. That's just the honest to God truth. No one knows me as good as me. And on the serious tip, I really don't know what I'm going to do next. Will I achieve and believe, or will I just flat out fail? But there is always a getting back up and continuing on.

My head is starting to hurt writing this. I'm going to stop right now...I'll continue on later...

"Did I blow your mind this time? No? Well, I guess you haven't heard me kick a freestyle yet."

- Dennis Galang

Hmmm....

So, I've been retired from this so called shoe game for a while. I've been keeping up with releases and shoe technology for a while. I've only been buying Kobe's and skate shoes as of late. Not really collecting but just buying shoes that I'd definitely beat the heck out of. Nonetheless, it's been quite a while since a shoe has caught my eye. Especially a Nike SB shoe. I didn't really like how Nike SB changed up the design of the Zoom Tre to the Zoom Tre AD. Not very many colorways have caught my eye but recently some pics have surfaced on NikeSB.org in regards to an Air Mag colorway of the Zoom Tre AD. Apparently this is a 08 Holiday release, and just maybe, maybe, I might actually cop. It's a dope colorway for a fully functional skate shoe. I like it.

Happy Birthday Lola!

To my Lola Ima,

Happy Birthday. Sorry I wasn't at home to chat with you with the rest of the family on the webcam. But I just wanted you to know that I miss and love you very much. Happy Birthday Lola. Miss kita na men dito!

I hope you and Tatang are taking care back home on the motherland!

New Acey de Uno album dropping!!!

One of my most favorite MC's of all time and my inspiration when it comes to rhyming is dropping a new album and I am pretty excited. I haven't been this excited for a Project Blowed album since the last Haiku De'tat dropped. Although "When Lightning Strikes" was considered a flop, I'm sure Ace has bounced back from that and is coming with the fire on this album. I've been impressed with his first two singles Pray for Rain and Lonely Ones so far. Let's hope it stays dope. From the early Freestyle Fellowship To Whom It May Concern days to Aceyalone and the Lonely Ones, Ace is always striving to diversify himself as an artist by changing styles every time he drops an album. Truly an ecletic genius in my humble opinion. Dude does not get the respect he deserves. Aceyalone > Your Favorite MC. It's not even close.

I love my job...

So on lunch I was coming back from using the rest room and I walk past our conference room. I noticed that our 60 inch Sharp Aquos tv was on and it was set to ESPN HD. I thought our boss was kidding about putting the tv to use during our weekly Friday meetings this morning but I guess he wasn't. Thank God, he's a USC alumni. He knows what's up with sports. Work during mid-day with College Football Live in HD. God Lord, I am not going to get anything done. I love it!

Seriously, don't vote...

Great ad campaign in regards to voting in America. Jonah Hill and Sara Silverman (super hottie), hilarious.

Small group, bigger picture...

Today is my first meeting with a small group for church. Gerry and I will be attending. My sister was supposed to go with us but she has to take Dee Bee to his weekly appointment. My sister's friend Wana is leading this small group. Pretty much, a small group is a weekly Bible study group that meets up and discusses the word and gives an opportunity for Christians to grow as better Christian individuals.

Gerry and I have been planning on doing this for quite some time. We've always talked about it and really could never find a small group through Horizon Christian Fellowship closer to our area. Although this small group belongs to The Rock church, we're still attending regardless if we go to a different church.

I'm not going to lie. I'm a little scared on meeting new people in regards to sharing my faith. I usually find comfort with people that I know, but yet I'm eager and scared at the same time in attending this small group today. This is the first step I make in growing as a Christian and hopefully in my goal to become a youth pastor in the future.

Celebrate who you really are...

Calling all Filipinos in SD. On the real, celebrate your culture and honor your heritage. A friendly invitation to go here! I'll be there fa sho! It's on October 4th from 11am to 6pm in Eastside. My bad, I meant Paradise Hills. You know, the hood! 92139 stand up! Between Gilmartin and Woodman. See you there! And if it's any incentive, Bambu will be performing as well.

Tayo na mga kababayan! Mabuhay!

This one is for my fellow Star Wars fans...

I had to share this picture for all my fellow Star Wars nerds out there. Here's a picture that was done in regards to a mashup of Shepard Fairey's Obama Hope Poster and Star Wars. Awesome in my opinion. Totally brings the geek out of me. I also like how the Rebel Alliance logo is used over the Obama logo. Awesome artwork mashup! Good idea. Kudos to the artist who did this!

Tribute To Graffiti: 50 Beautiful Graffiti Artworks

I stumbled upon this article via Digg. An awesome article showing 50 Beautiful Graffiti Artworks from across the world. This is for those that appreciate art as much as I do. Although graffiti is tied into the hip hop culture, as an artist, it's just a work of art and shows off the creativity of the artist. There are some beautiful pieces posted in this article! Take a look. I'm sure you'll enjoy it as much as I did.

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How to get a girl...

Oh man, this is freaking hilarious.

Enjoy!

A safe trip for my brother Bodizzl

So this morning my sister's boyfriend Bodhen left for his two month excursion of Asia. He won't be coming back until late November. I think it's pretty dope that he's taking a trip to Asia to just get away and travel for two months. There are times where I just want to get the heck out of San Diego for two months and just see what's out there instead of this same old city.

Don't get me wrong. I love San Diego. I love my family. I love my friends.  I love the weather. I'm just sick of the same old sh*t though. It's the same thing. I just need to get out and just experience different things. I dunno, maybe I'm just complaining. Whatever.

Anyhow, I'd just like to wish my brother a safe trip while he's out in Asia. I checked up on my sister this morning when I woke up, just after she dropped him off at the airport. I know she's going to have a tough time being without him since he's been living with us. I know DeeBee is going to miss him as well since he joins us whenever me and Bodhen are smoking a cigarette. Crazy ass dog. Haha. It's only going to be a full two months but I just want to make sure that my sister will be ok. She really loves him and I'm happy for her. I know he really loves her as well. I remember when he and I were just chillin out and talking and he was telling me that the only real thing that mattered to him was making sure that my sister was happy. He put his happiness second just to make my sister happy. I commend him for that and respect him for that, which is why I accept him like my blood as does the rest of my family. My parents treat him like he was their own son.

So to my niggs Bodhen, be safe out there brother. I'll keep an eye for my sister and Nigga Deebs while you're gone. See you in November Blood. 

"...and like I said, the queen ain’t no bitch. She got all the moves."

As of late, I've been recently hooked on this show called The Wire. The series just recently ended and from what all my friends on Niketalk and the homies have been telling me, the show is off the chain and genius. Two days ago I finally decided to get up on that piece since news was brought up that the 5 season DVD set was going to be released in December for $240.00. Good grief, $240? So I found a site online that has all the episodes up for each season and I began my addiction to this show called The Wire. I'm not going to go into detail about that show because it's just something you have to experience for yourself. I can't believe I've put it off for so long in watching this show.

So last night before I went out to the Bambu show over at Kava Lounge I caught the 4th episode of season 1 called The Buys. There's this scene where D'Angelo Barksdale is teaching Wallace and Bodie how to play chess. I have to say that segment in the show was remarkable. The way D just used the game of chess as an anology of life was on some real type of sh*t. Not only that, but it was a deep insight as to who D is as a character in the show. Effin' Awesome!

My rookie of the year candidates....

So far, my rookie of the year candidates for the NFL 08 season are Darren "D-Dawg" McFadden and DeSean Jackson.

After Fargas went down with the groin injury against the Chiefs, the McFadden era began. This savage had 21 touches with a 164 yards and a touchdown. As long as he gets more touches and that Raiders' o-line holds up. This kid will beast. The Nation has got to be pumped for this guy.

Next up, my dude from Cal. DeSean Jackson. Dude has had two consective weeks of 100+ yards receiving. He could have had his first NFL career touchdown against the Cowboys, but due to an early rookie move celebration, dude threw the ball before he crossed the plain and started his dance. Luckily his ass got saved and the refs put the ball on the 1 with an Eagles possession. This kid is amazingly fast and I'm really impressed with the amount of yards he's putting up in only two games. He's got tremendous upside as long as he just keeps his head on straight and doesn't do something idiotic with the premature celebration again. Word to his Army All-American Bowl game where he jumped way too early before the goal line putting the ball back on the one. Nonetheless, McNabb may have found his new favorite target. Word to that. I really regret not selecting DeSean in my fantasy league because dude is killin'.

Absolute Genius!!!

As some may know I am a huge fan of Lost. Recently, another show premiered on Fox called Fringe. Fringe is another show produced by J.J. Abrams, the man who brought you Lost and Alias. Yesterday was the second episode of this show and all I have to say is that it is magnificent. J.J. Abrams does it again. His subtle use of images and the similar eerie sound right before a commercial break makes Lost fans fall into this awesome show.

With the show starring Joshua Jackson, from Mighty Ducks and Dawson's Creek fame, I thought that this show would fail. But after watching the pilot and the second episode I am clearly blown away. The show mainly deals with a crazy plot with a devious company working in the background like Lost. But here's the catch, it's somewhat similar to X-Files but they deal with science and technology and the borderline that they cross thus providing the craziest yet genius storylines. It's a an intriguing show and I absolutely freaking love it.

For those that missed the pilot, here it is. I hope you enjoy! I know I definitely did and will continue to follow as long as it's on.

I've turned to the Darkside....

I've officially adopted the Raiders as my second team. They're the underdog of this league. I could give two shits about how much you hate them and how stupid and retarded their fans are, but one thing I'll always give props to them about is their loyalty. Hate on. But if anything, I can understand what they go through as fans since I'm a Laker fan as well. Raider Nation, I'm on board with you guys. Chargers and the Raiders. LOL. That's a crazy combination but I could care less of what anyone thinks about me or if they question my fanhood. City loyalty and the popularity of hating the Raiders is so fucking childish. Ask yourself why you hate the Raiders? If you have a legitimate answer then I'll understand, but if you tell me just because, go jump off a bridge because you're nothing more than mere sheep.

I hate the Broncos with a passion because I was a Joe Montana guy as a kid and I hated John Elway. I hate Mike Shanahan and his avid support in chop blocking. That dude is cheap and I can't stand that S.O.B.

So it's official. I'm down with the Raider Nation even though I am a Charger fan. You can't tell me otherwise. If it bothers you, stick it up your ass, cuz I could give two shits what you think about it.

BTW, here's a Madden Highlight vid of my fantasy team drafted Raiders as I destroyed the Broncos last night. Brian Dawkins putting on the big hit to Ricky Williams and Marcus Trufant picking up the fumble to take it to the house. God I hate the Broncos. What a sweet way to make myself feel better after the loss yesterday.

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Cromartie, you're overrated!

I know I know, we got screwed, but whatever. This right here is the real reality. Our pro bowl corner in Antonio Cromartie got shitted on all day by Brandon Marshall. His coverage skills on him were horrid. Pathetic at best.

Dude better step it up. Cromartie can have all the interceptions he wants, but dude cannot cover to save his life. Jammer > Cro when it comes to coverage. If you can't see that, then you're blind as a bat, don't know shit about football, or are just a Charger homer.

Cromartie needs to re-evaluate his coverage skills and work on it because his performance today is an F-.

Remember how Eddie Royal shitted on DeAngelo Hall on Monday Night last week? Brandon Marshall did that to Antonio Cromartie.

Truth.

I hate the Broncos to death. Hell I hate them more than you guys hate the Raiders.

But this guy right here punked Antonio Cromartie and it wasn't even funny.

A prayer for those we remember...

Heavenly Father,

Let us pray for all those who lost their lives on the day of September 11, 2001. For all the mothers, fathers, sons, daughters, grandparents, cousins, and friends. Those who we didn't know. Let us pray for them that they are safely in your arms. Although it's been 7 years Lord, please remind them that they are all in our hearts. For those that gave their lives to save others. We pray for them Lord. We pray that you bring peace to the hearts of the families out there who are missing their loved ones. Father, we ask you, that in the 7th year anniversary of September 11th, that you humble our souls and our spirits, that we may give thanks and praise to the love you have given us and the love you haven given those who you have taken. We thank you for strengthening this country we live in and that we may continue to live in the righteous path you have set forth for us. For we do this in your son's most precious name.

Amen.

If you down with the SD originators...

At these dancing clowns trying to jack move SK8MAFIA. PSSSH.

No love for you biters.

We've grown...

Went to church today with Rod, Lee, Deven, and Fall. We also hit up On Broadway last night for Fallon's 25th bday.

We were taking pictures and all that and I just found it interesting how much we've grown as people. As days go by, as do years, people grow wiser.

Just comparing the pictures from 4 years ago to last night, I could see how I have grown and how Fallon has grown. I still remember when she first turned 21. 

But you know what though, it's not about her and I, but it's about everyone else also. If you choose to grow wiser it's all a blessing of grace from God. 

Going to church today with Fall was pretty cool. We both were saved by God on different times for our own reasons. But I find it awesome that we both have found that closer relationship with God. Not very many people have that and it's super awesome that Fallon has that close relationship with God. She understands that it isn't a religion, it's a relationship.

Happy Birthday again Fall! Good times!

And NO! Nothing is going on between her and I. We're just good friends who have grown in our own ways. I just think that it's cool that we're still friends and we've experienced change between one another.

Happy Birthday Fallon!!!

To my good friend Fallon, Happy 25th Birthday!

Jeez I remember the first time I met you at Metro One. I was so sprung off of you. LOL. Next thing you know I find out your best friend's with Lee and then everything took off from there. Oh God, those were the days.

I ain't going to lie, I had a lot of fun trying to pursue you back then. Too bad things didn't work out but hey, we have a great friendship and we're both saved by Jesus now.

God Bless Fall! Hope you have a great one! See you later on tonight! Woot!

The year was 1997...

Fall 1997 that is. My junior year of high school. I can still remember how punk rock changed my life and I fell in love with Blink. Don't get me wrong, I was bumpin' them with their classic album Chesire Cat before Dude Ranch. Word to Carousel and M+M's. But "Dammit" was a revolutionary song for me. Gerry and I were rockin' Hurley before it blew up. Little did anyone know that they originated from Billabong. But the "Dammit" era brought me into my white boy phase when I was still finding myself as a teeny bopper. Only fitting that I went to Bonita at the time as well since all the other schools thought we were white washed kids. Oh well, who's jockin' our style now?

But I dedicate this song to those that rocked on with us. Here's to my dudes who went to Bonita that went through this phase. It was 91X for days back then. Old School Blink! Do the damn thang!

Now we up in the big leagues!

After two hard years of bowling and practice The Smokin' Bowls are officially in the Wednesday night league and representing to the fullest. Gabe and I have had this dream about finally bowling in the Wednesday night league at the base which is probably one of the most toughest leagues in the county. It's also a money league. We have the opportunity to take home close to $260 each at the end of the league which is in May if we can win up to 80 games this season. It's going to be a tough road and a great experience.

I'm really glad that we're finally in it. After 4 D-League type of leagues we're ready to move up and play with the Uncles and Aunties. Be on the lookout every Wednesday night at 32nd for The Smokin' Bowls! EXPLOSION!!!

Good evening mate!

I'm in the writing mood right now.

Can't really sleep and I spent most of my day taking naps and watching some movies. I watched a movie called Smart People today with Dennis Quaid, Sarah Jessica Parker, and Ellen Page. I have to admit, a very entertaining movie. I'm a very big fan of indie films and Miramax continues to stay on the right path of releasing good independent films.

The plot of the movie pretty much involves Dennis Quaid as some self serving Professor at a university who has a stick up his ass. He has a dysfunctional family: the eldest son goes to the same university he teaches at and is hooking up with an asian chick that's in the same board as him. Ellen Page is his daughter who's also self absorbed and is all about over-achieving. Then there's his free loading brother who comes along to make the family more dysfunctional then it already is.

The entire family is so caught up with their own personal issues that they live a life of unhappiness. Sarah Jessica Parker steps in as a doctor who was formally a student of Dennis Quaid and they end up hooking up. She pretty much helps him find himself and to redirect his life in doing things that make him happy. Coupled with some interesting dry comedy I absolutely loved the movie. It was hilarious. It also makes you think how people plan their lives so accordingly to their rules that they forget to be happy and live life for itself.

I definitely recommend it if you're into indie flicks with known actors.

See, I'm not that boring of a person...

Aiight, after laying in bed for most of the day watching tennis and high school football and drafting for my Niketalk SD Fantasy Football league, I decided to get some bowling practice in with my partner in crime Gabe. I get off my bummy ass at around 4:30pm and shower up and get g'd up from the feet up. Have a quick dinner with my mom and dad at the pad since my sister and bodizzl are still up in the bay.

As I'm rolling my bowling balls up to the truck Gabe calls me and tells that Kim's sister is going to be rolling with us. LOL. Funny, because just before leaving I was thinking it would be funny if Kim would have just randomly hung out with us to go bowling. I haven't seen her in a minute and I thought it would just be cool. But since it's her sister it'll do. She's married by the way so I had no intention of trying to holler so whatever.

We all meet up at Gabe and Ghale's and peace out to our home field. Admiral Robinson's. Yeah, you know it. Our bowling stomping ground and home court.

It just so happened that Gabe had his Jabbawockeez mask in the rider so I decided to be a fool and put it on since I was sitting shotty. Rolling on through the mile of cars in NC a bunch of peeps were all staring at me. There was this Filipino lady who was saw me at the stop light acting a fool and dancing in the ride with the mask on. I stopped and waived at her and gave her a thumbs up. She laughed and smiled back and gave me a thumbs up back. I'm such a joker.

We finally get to 32nd and we see our good friend Fredo, Fred's cousin, working. Dude's the homie from when I used to chill at E3 during those tailgating days but fuck that. We talk about selling our season tickets and just making loot. I guess we're both over the Chargers. Shit is tired son. We get our lanes and set up for practice. Of course when me and Gabe are bowling together for practice we always have to do something stupid to be attention whores.

So during the first game I caught Gabe simpin' out. Ghale asked him to tie her shoes and I told him I was going to take a picture of it and blog about it. So ha! Got you fucker!

I'm just playing. I ain't going to lie. If I was in love with a lady I'd probably simp out and do the same thing too. Chivalry is dead these days and you gotta commend the dudes who put their pride down for their lady. Respect.

The first two games get pretty competitive between me and Gabe and we decide on a bowl off for the third game. We put teams together and I get partnered up with Kim's sister Tina. She's cool. The eerie thing is she reminds me so much of Kim looks wise but she's got a spunkier personality. Weird yo. But I guess I was talking too much crap to her during the first two games so I probably came off as a jerk. Which probably explains why she kept referring to me as "guy." LOL.

Tina does her part and handles Ghale while Gabe pretty much man handles me. Dude, I swear I hit the pocket everytime and I get stuck with splits. How do you get 5 frames with splits? Heart wrenching. So me and Tina took the L. We all pack up and head back to Gabe and Ghale's before rolling out to my favorite spot. U-31 on Sundays for my favorite Reggae DJ crew in SD! Tribe of Kings Soundsystem!!!! Dudes always spin the dopest Roots Reggae and Lover's Rock. Love it!

Before rollin' out Gabe and I kill some time playing some Madden 09. I destroy him the first game with the Browns. Then we have a nail biter between the Niners and Bengals. Damn you Ocho Cinco! Dude just cannot be stopped. Of course I'm using the Niners because I'm a closet Niners fan from when I was a little kid. Pull off the game winning interception with Patrick Willis and seal the game. We get done playing and Ghale has already put her son Jeremy, to sleep. Unfortunately Rod and Lee couldn't roll with us. They should have rolled but it's all good.

Time for us to roll out. So we get there and right as we're rolling up some black dude gets thrown out for trying to start a fight inside. Kinda weird. I mean it's reggae music and it's suppose to be peaceful. Unfortunately there's always one idiot trying to trip. Oh well, that didn't ruin our fun. So after the commotion and the dude bounces, we head in for some drinks and good ass music.

I'm at the bar ordering my trademark drank, Corona and *secret*. Then out of nowhere I feel someone rubbing my back. I'm like WTF? I turn around and I see a dude. I give him the hardest stoneface ever but then he turns around and points to a group of girls and I see these ladies.

Fucking Gwen! I knew she was the one rubbing my back. Good one.

We all anti-up and get our drinks and just chill out. We all talk. Drink. People watch. While my weirdo ass is dancing by myself to the reggae. I dunno, there's just something about reggae that when it bumps I just start dancing and not give a fuck. Shit is mad ill to listen to and relax or just dance to. That's me though.

The night goes on and we all plan to bounce out. Gwen, Elle, and Emma head their separate ways as we do ours. We get back to Gabe's rider and I'm drunk like a fool so I decide to grab his Jabbawockeez mask again and ask him to take a picture of me smoking a cigarette with the mask on. I'm such a tool.

After that random act of foolery, we go on a mission to find Ghale a place to take a piss. We went like everywhere. From Walgreens to Shell to an Arco. They finally just end up going to some other spot to take a piss while I waited in the rider.

We head back down to The NC and try to see if we could still make it to In and Out. Unfortunately we didn't make it on time and we decide to just hit up the Denny's. I guess Denny's has this new late night rock menu promotion that they're doing. I can't believe I spent $12 dollars on one meal. I guess when you're faded you just don't care what you're wasting you're money on.

That probably explains why I don't go out much to drink and act a fool. ONLY ON SPECIAL OCCASSIONS and some holidays. We end up eating up and tiring ourselves out talking about how Gabe and Ghale met and also how some raunchy old auntie kept staring at me. Yuck! But yeah, good times. I had a lot of fun. Long and tiring but I actually had fun. As long as I galavant around the town on occasion I'll be good. I just get so over spots so quickly if I make going out consistent. It's not for me. I'm over that shit. I'll just chill and surround myself with good people. Here's to a laid back yet fun Sunday for Labor day weekend 08.

Peace God.

Desperate Fap Time

So during the Cal and Michigan State game last night they aired a really seductive commercial for the new season of Desperate Housewives. I don't really watch that show too much but seeing Teri Hatcher aka Louis Lane wearing a red dress made me horny. Not to mention that it was in HD so it looked uber fucking hot. I had to get a snap shot of it just to be a lame.

I would break off every single one of those women. Teri Hatcher, Eva Longoria Parker, and Marcia Cross from Melrose Place fame could so get it. Yum.

Geez finally...

So check it, I've had a 30g ipod classic for a couple of months now and I never figured out how to put videos on there. So late last night after my many naps and football games during the day, I finally figured out how to do that shit. Wow. How fucking stupid of me. I could never understand why I couldn't drag the mp4 video files into my ipod via itunes. It always showed an error message saying that it cannot be viewed on the ipod. Dude, what the fuck?! Well, little did I know, all I had to do was right-click the file and set the mp4 to convert to ipod/iphone. Stupid ass Galang.

Well, I woke up this morning and got to view the 3 videos that will get me by through class and work when I'm more bored than shit during this tough last quarter of the year.

Kellen James and the rest of the SK8MAFIA dudes are motherfucking ill. Especially with the vids showing them cutting up The Berrics. Unlike that faggot ass dance group super crew who completely ripped off SK8MAFIA for their gang sign. The Berrics is Eric Koston and Steve Berra's private skate park. That's pretty dope that SK8MAFIA is being featured on The Berrics. PROPS!

I'm pretty sure I'm going to be adding more videos such as some Maria Ozawa videos for those late night personal me-time jumpoffs.

So uncool...

Yeah, today I was uncool.

I stayed home all day watching college football. Actually, I didn't stay home all day because I had an eye exam earlier this morning to get my new glasses. I'm going back to being that uncool nerd that I used to look like in high school. Glasses, comic books, anime, video games, skateboarding, hip hop, punk rock, and tall flag girls.

So here's some pictures from where I was laying in bed watching college football in HD. Shit is awesome when you got HD in your room.

I would have took pictures of the USC vs. Virginia game but I didn't realize that I was making a new blog and didn't dumb down to take a picture of a fucking college football game to post on my blog to show what I fucking did for the day.

Maybe I'll try and be hip and go to the poppin' spots tonight like Modus and U-31. Heard that shit is going to be on fire. Maybe I can be seen. Actually, it doesn't sound half bad to go peep out Dash Eye from Tribe of Kings spin. Dude always spins the dope ass Roots Reggae.

Here's to you!

I'm not new to this shit. I've been blogging since 2003. I have another blogspot that I've been writing in since 03 and still write in. There's my old xanga which I've pretty much put to rest ever since I went back to blogger.

Well, I started up this new blog just to talk shit and post pictures like how some of you new bloggers have bastardized the writing culture. All you guys do is fucking post pictures of what you did that day and show how fucking cool you are. So I figured, dude, why the fuck have I been writing in a blog for almost 5 years? Writing and reading isn't cool.

So, here's my trendoid tippy blog. I mean fuck, I have my OG one that I'll continue to write in.

But this one, is for you guys. To all you cool folk out there. To all you trendy people out there. Let's all brag together now!

This is my social experimentation for the fall. To see what it feels like to be a tippy.

Peace.