Thursday, October 30, 2008

First Flying Filipino Flight


Returning from Cabadbaran to Manila in February 2006:

After getting a suitcase full of pesos (yes, we had finally learned our lesson!), Annie and I returned to the Cebu Air office and purchased our tickets. Then the next day, we went to the airport after saying our goodbyes. It was time to return to Manila.

We left for the airport extremely early, we knew security in a place on the American State Department's travel advisories due to terrorism would be tight. It would probably take hours, if not months, to actually board the plane.

Wrong!

We approached the gate, and after showing them our tickets, we were asked for ID. Simple enough. For most people, at least.

As I dug through my pocket, I realized I had left my passport behind.... not in Cabadbaran, but in Annie's closet in MANILA! Yikes! So now I had money I could actually spend for once, and a ticket, but probably no way to get on the plane. I was stranded, AGAIN! Bad, bad news, right?

Wrong!

I simply pulled out my Texas driver's license, showed it to them, and we were waved through. At first I got slightly annoyed.... Here I was in a place that wouldn't take dollars, or traveler's cheques, but they took my Texas driver's license without batting an eye. Grrrrrrrrrr!

But I wasn't going to object. I simply smiled, acted like I was just like everyone else and had done this a thousand times before (hindi ako turista, Pinoy ako!), and walked on through.

Once inside, we knew this is where security would really get crazy and we braced ourselves for hours of waiting.

How wrong we were!

On the one and only metal detector was a large sign taped to the side: "Out of Order".

What the? You have to be kidding me! Hours upon hours of security at the other airport.... Hours and dozens of searches to get on a boat in Manila. You can't even walk into a mall without being searched!

Yet here we were, in terroristville, and the metal detector was out of order? Grrrrrrrrrr!

As tempted as I was to demand to be searched, I just kept my mouth shut. I wasn't going to complain, especially since they waved my big white body through and into the waiting area in a matter of seconds with nothing more than a quick wand search.

A short time later, we boarded the plane, and I loved watching Annie every step of the way, since it was her first time to fly. But, to my surprise, she wasn't as nervous as I assumed she would be. Actually, she remained quite calm. Yap, this was my Annie.... nothing excites her, nothing flusters her. She just goes with the flow. You can't help but love that kind of calmness in a person.

Within minutes we had our bags tucked away and were seated (yes, Annie got the window seat), and we only had a short delay before takeoff. It was during that time the pilot came over the speaker and introduced himself and the airline. That was when my mind began to race...... which in turn made ME nervous.

Recognizing the distinctive Filipino accent of the pilot, I began to have visions..... I imagined a Filipino "Travel School", where those who had not qualified to drive a tricycle, jeepney, or taxi had been shuffled to another room in a last ditch effort to work in the industry.... as a pilot......

I remembered the tricycle that had pulled out in front of the bus in Manila and nearly got us all squished like bugs. I remembered the taxi that had run off the road outside of Butuan. I remembered the jeepney in Manila taking off when I was only half way inside, leaving me hanging on for dear life......

So there I sat. Horrified to get on a tricycle, frightened to get on a jeepney, petrified to get in a taxi, all because of these Filipino drivers; yet I was sitting on this plane which was about to take off and be airborne, which was being piloted by a Pinoy.

But, I had one thing that made me feel better about the whole situation. If I was to die on that plane, I was going to be dying with a pocket FULL of pesos! I was taking no chance I'd get to the pearly gates only to hear St. Peter say, "Sorry, no American dollars or traveler's cheques accepted."

In all honesty, the flight went smoothly. It was one of the most comfortable plane rides I've ever been on, especially on a DC-9. And it was fun as well.

In the typical fashion of the wonderful Filipino people, the flight attendants didn't just sit and glare at you from the front of the plane, nor did they just bring you drinks. Instead, they played games, such as "Which passenger has the longest belt" or "Who is the first person that can hold up a camera"...... And the winner of each game was awarded a small prize, such as a tshirt, a baseball cap, a jacket, etc.

As silly as it sounds, it was fun, and nearly everyone on board was getting involved. They made the flight go by twice as fast as most flights, and it was very enjoyable.

And in case you are curious, Annie and I didn't win a single contest. However, I did place second in the longest belt competition. I was certain I was going to win that one, until some tubby Korean guy at the back of the plane remembered he had his belt on and tossed it into the contest at the last second. Grrrrr.

That afternoon after we got home, we unpacked, then I had a promise to fulfill. After getting organized, we ran over, grabbed Valery, and I took her shopping and to Jollibee.

Life was good. Very good.

Monday, October 27, 2008

Fun, spooky test. I'm in the 98%.

This is a fun "test"... AND kind of spooky at the same time!

Now... just follow the instructions as quickly as possible.

Do not go to the next calculation before you have finished the previous one..

You do not ever need to write or remember the answers, just do it using your mind.

You'll be surprised.


Start:


How much is:


15 + 6




3 + 56




89 + 2




12 + 53




75 + 26




25 + 52




63 + 32




I know! Calculations are hard work, but it's! nearly over..


Come on, one more! ...




123 + 5




QUICK! THINK ABOUT A COLOR AND A TOOL!




Scroll further to the bottom....




A bit more...




You just thought about a red hammer! , didn't you?




If this is not your answer, you are among 2% of people who have a different, if not abnormal, mind.

98% of the folks would answer a red hammer while doing this exercise.

If you do not believe this, pass it around and you'll see.

Be sure to put in the subject line if you are among the 98% or the 2% and send to everyone, including the person that sent it to you.

Saturday, October 25, 2008

The Parking Place


A young business man was driving down the street in a sweat because he had an important meeting and couldn't find a parking place. Looking up toward heaven, he said

"Lord, take pity on me. If you find me a parking place, I will go to church every Sunday for the rest of my life and give up drinking, smoking, and chasing wild women."

Miraculously, a parking place appeared. He looked up again and said

"Never mind. I found one."

Lighting

Nothing can set the tone and ambiance in your home better than the perfect lighting. One of these styles, sconce, will make your guest sigh in awe when they come to visit. It will also help reduce the amount of boring wall space in your home and make it shine with beauty.

A Stress Test

I am not sure exactly how it works, but this is amazingly accurate. Read the full description before looking at the picture.

The picture below has two (2) identical dolphins in it. It was used in a case study on stress levels at St. Mary's Hospital. Look at both dolphins jumping out of the water. The dolphins are identical. A closely monitored, scientific study revealed that, in spite of the fact that the dolphins are identical, a person under stress would find differences in the two dolphins. The more differences a person finds between the dolphins, the more stress that person is experiencing. Look at the photograph and if you find more than one or two differences, you may want to take a vacation.





Barcode Scanners

If you own your own retail business, it looks unprofessional and ancient to hand write receipts or type department codes and prices into an old fashioned cash register. Its time to upgrade your store to using UPC codes, and this is a place you can get barcode scanners for a price that any business can afford.

Thursday, October 23, 2008

Ermey's Vietnam TV Special

I watched a spectacular show called 'Ermey's Vietnam' a while back. It was of course, hosted by none other than R Lee Ermey, who is most recognized for his role as the Marine drill instructor in the movie Full Metal Jacket. ("What is a jelly donut doing in your foot locker, Private Pyle?")

Ermey visited several of the old battle sites, bases, villages, and towns he went through while on his tour during the Vietnam war. He stated up front the show was not going to be about politics but instead about the men and women that served during the war. And I must say that he remained true to his word. Not once was the topic or right or wrong brought up, but instead it was about the individual battles and people who served.

The two hour show starts with the history of how the USA became involved in the war, where they landed, and what it was like during the early days of the war. Then it continues all the way through to the evacuation of the American Embassy in Saigon. Interviews with veterans combined with actual footage of the troops made the show simply awesome. It was a harsh reminder that these individuals aren't just hippies that wear some strange baseball caps these days, but instead "real" people.......

The big shocker for me was the way he gave so much credit to the VC and NVA about how they fought the war, all the way from their selfless sacrifices of their lives, to the way they handled logistics in keeping their troops supplied and supply lines running. Of course it is always good to give credit where credit is due, but not until recently has anyone ever stated the obvious: The NVA and VC performed above and beyond any expectations anyone had of them and we flopped by underestimating their capabilities. (Hum, sounds almost like the way we are treating a certain group of insurgents in....... nevermind, that's a debate for another day....)

If this show is available for purchase (I believe History Channel and/or Military Channel) I would highly recommend buying it, no matter which country you are from.

And as we used to say in the army- "Old mercenaries never die. We just go to hell to regroup."

Tuesday, October 21, 2008

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Monday, October 20, 2008

Virtuous Wife

This is one of my favorite sections of the bible. Many people think this is a guide for women, but I think they are misinterpreting it. Instead, it is a wake up call to men reminding them what makes a virtuous wife.

Being human, we all judge each other. It doesn't mean we love any less, it just means we grade the actions of others, many times without doing it intentionally. This verse tries to put the husband back on course and remind of what is truly important.

It also acts a stern warning- "Charm is deceitful......" It can't get any clearer than that.


Who can find a virtuous wife?
For her worth is far above rubies.

The heart of her husband safely trusts her;
So he will have no lack of gain.

She does him good and not evil
All the days of her life.

She seeks wool and flax,
And willingly works with her hands.

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

She also rises while it is yet night,
And provides food for her household,
And a portion for her maidservants.

She considers a field and buys it;
From her profits she plants a vineyard.

She girds herself with strength,
And strengthens her arms.

She perceives that her merchandise is good,
And her lamp does not go out by night.

She stretches out her hands to the distaff,
And her hand holds the spindle.

She extends her hand to the poor,
Yes, she reaches out her hands to the needy.

She is not afraid of snow for her household,
For all her household is clothed with scarlet.

She makes tapestry for herself;
Her clothing is fine linen and purple.

Her husband is known in the gates,
When he sits among the elders of the land.

She makes linen garments and sells them,
And supplies sashes for the merchants.

Strength and honor are her clothing;
She shall rejoice in time to come.

She opens her mouth with wisdom,
And on her tongue is the law of kindness.

She watches over the ways of her household,
And does not eat the bread of idleness.

Her children rise up and call her blessed;
Her husband also, and he praises her:

“Many daughters have done well,
But you excel them all.”

Charm is deceitful and beauty is passing,
But a woman who fears the LORD, she shall be praised.

Give her of the fruit of her hands,
And let her own works praise her in the gates.

Proverbs 31:10-31

"Tell Me Whom You Love"


Here is a story I saw many years ago. Something someone said today reminded me of it, so I dug it up and thought I'd share it. I think its an important lesson that each of us can take to heart. What do you think about it? Do you think she did the right thing? What about John? And finally- "Who do you love?"

The Story of John Blanchard

John Blanchard stood up from the bench, straightened his Army uniform, and studied the crowd of people making their way through Grand Central Station. He looked for the girl whose heart he knew, but whose face he didn't, the girl with the rose.

His interest in her had begun thirteen months before in a Florida library. Taking a book off the shelf he found himself intrigued, not with the words of the book, but with the notes penciled in the margin. The soft handwriting reflected a thoughtful soul and insightful mind.

In the front of the book, he discovered the previous owner's name, Miss Hollis Maynell. With time and effort he located her address. She lived in New York City.

He wrote her a letter introducing himself and inviting her to correspond. The next day he was shipped overseas for service in World War I.

During the next year and one-month the two grew to know each other through the mail. Each letter was a seed falling on a fertile heart. A romance was budding. Blanchard requested a photograph, but she refused. She felt that if he really cared, it wouldn't matter what she looked like.

When the day finally came for him to return from Europe, they scheduled their first meeting - 7:00 PM at the Grand Central Station in New York.

"You'll recognize me," she wrote, "by the red rose I'll be wearing on my lapel."

So at 7:00 he was in the station looking for a girl whose heart he loved, but whose face he'd never seen.

I'll let Mr. Blanchard tell you what happened: A young woman was coming toward me, her figure long and slim. Her blonde hair lay back in curls from her delicate ears; her eyes were blue as flowers. Her lips and chin had a gentle firmness, and in her pale green suit she was like springtime come alive. I started toward her, entirely forgetting to notice that she was not wearing a rose.

As I moved, a small, provocative smile curved her lips.

"Going my way, sailor?" she murmured.

Almost uncontrollably I made one step closer to her, and then I saw Hollis Maynell.

She was standing almost directly behind the girl. A woman well past 40, she had graying hair tucked under a worn hat. She was more than plump, her thick-ankled feet thrust into low-heeled shoes.

The girl in the green suit was walking quickly away. I felt as though I was split in two, so keen was my desire to follow her, and yet so deep was my longing for the woman whose spirit had truly companioned me and upheld my own.

And there she stood. Her pale, plump face was gentle and sensible, her gray eyes had a warm and kindly twinkle. I did not hesitate. My fingers gripped the small worn blue leather copy of the book that was to identify me to her.

This would not be love, but it would be something precious, something perhaps even better than love, a friendship for which I had been and must ever be grateful.

I squared my shoulders and saluted and held out the book to the woman, even though while I spoke I felt choked by the bitterness of my disappointment.

"I'm Lieutenant John Blanchard, and you must be Miss Maynell. I am so glad you could meet me; may I take you to dinner?"

The woman's face broadened into a tolerant smile.

"I don't know what this is about, son," she answered, "but the young lady in the green suit who just went by, she begged me to wear this rose on my coat. And she said if you were to ask me out to dinner, I should go and tell you that she is waiting for you in the big restaurant across the street. She said it was some kind of test!"

It's not difficult to understand and admire Miss Maynell's wisdom. The true nature of a heart is seen in its response to the unattractive.

"Tell me whom you love," Houssaye wrote, "And I will tell you who you are."

Sunday, October 19, 2008

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People write me all the time and wonder why my friends list, as well as most of the comments on my blog, are from Asian women.

While at quick glance, one might assume that its because my wife is Asian (Filipina), and therefore I socialize a lot with her friends, as well as other Filipinas about their culture, food, husbands, and homeland. But there is more to it than that.

I've decided to reveal my secret and the true reason here today.

Baby Supplies

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Saturday, October 18, 2008

Not the brother?

One day a man walking down the beach suddenly collapsed.

Someone yelled out, "Get a doctor!"

A doctor rushed over and in a panic stated, "Oh my God! Its my brother!"

After being revived, the man looked at the doctor and said, "You are not my brother!"

How is this possible?

Auto Insurance

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Philippines Craziness


From my February 2006 trip-

Annie Lou spent the majority of day three showing me more of Alabang (Muntinlupa City) and introducing me to more of her friends and neighbors. We visited a few markets, returned to the mall, and goofed off most of the morning and early afternoon. It was a nice day to relax and enjoy the beautiful weather. It was a little windy, slightly overcast, which raised the humidity quite a bit, but also made it a lot cooler than it had been the previous day.

That evening we were taking Super Ferry to grandma's house, so we wanted to stock up on drinks and snacks before going. Meals on the boat were provided, but nothing else. And on a three day cruise..... Well, as Annie put it, "Anthony is always hungry, always thirsty....." Hahaha!

Annie and I took a tricycle (as usual) the grocery and shopped for a while. We spent the majority of the time discussing the difference in prices between the Philippines and the USA. A bag of chips might cost 40 pesos, less than one American dollar. In the USA the same bag is $3.79, or approximately 192 pesos. Wow.

As we got ready to check out, we realized we had a problem. Unfortunately, I had run out of pesos, and was left with nothing but American dollars and traveler's cheques. Not a problem of course, my memory made me believe that most large stores in the Philippines would take American dollars, and of course any legitimate business on the planet will take a travel's cheque.

WRONG!

Now, in the USA, forgetting your checkbook, cash, or credit card isn't unusal. I see it happen all the time. But in the Philippines, especially when you are big, white, and stick out like a sore thumb, you really don't want this to happen, as it is not the norm.

But, it happened, and there was no getting out of it. So, a blushing Annie Lou asked the clerk to hold on to our groceries for us, and we headed out to get the money exchanged or find a bank to cash the traveler's cheques. Simple enough.

WRONG!

After an hour, three tricycle rides, and walking about ten miles, we finally were able to get the money exchanged, but we couldn't even find a bank to trade in the travel's cheques. Madness. But, we rushed back to the market to pick up our food. We were under the gun, of course, we not only had to get back before they thought we abandoned it, but we also had a boat to catch in a matter of hours. Life was good, but hectic at the moment.......

Though this incident was quite insignificant and funny at the time, little did we know it was only a glimpse of what was ahead for us in the future. And did we take the warning to make sure we had an ample amount of pesos seriously? Of course not! What happened to us later.... well you' ll just have to come back to find out...... But you will soon see, we did NOT learn our lesson.

We finally made it back home, and while we finished getting our things together, papa hailed us a taxi. Since he had to go into Metro Manila himself, he jumped in and escorted us to the dock. Nearly an hour later, after heading entirely through Metro Manila, passing the American Embassy and other beautiful landmarks, we arrived at the docks.

Security to get on the boat was madness. It took three times as long, and was much worse than any airport I've ever been in. But eventually, after having our bodies and bags searched half a dozen times each, we were in line and boarding the boat.

We spent the majority of the evening on the top deck, taking pictures and listening to the music from the bar. It was nothing less than spectacular, sitting in the deck chairs overlooking the railing and into the dark ocean. Though there wasn't a lot to see, it was beautiful. And Annie, standing on the deck with her hair blowing in the wind... well nothing could be more beautiful than that. Life was good, still.

Then something unfortunate happened.... After a few hours sleep, I woke up with a horrible rash on my feet and hands. Thinking at first it was some bug bites, we ignored it, until it continued to get worse. But not to fear, there was a doctor on board. Or was there?

We walked to the information center and was directed to the on-board clinic (what do you call a doctor's office on a boat, an infirmary?)... When we arrived, we knocked, and was greeted by one of the boat crew members and invited inside.

The first thing I noticed was the witch doctor mask hanging on the wall, along with several other native type artifacts. None of which a westerner wanted to see in a place he was about to get treated, hahaha!

Eventually, after the crew member going back and waking him up, the doctor appeared, bed hair and all. After taking all my information and looking at the rash, he wrote me a prescription and sent us on our way. Then it was down a couple of decks, to the pharmacy, then back to our cabin.

The diagnosis after all this? The same thing I had assumed: Food allergy. Yet he was specific and blamed it on the chicken I'd had on the boat for dinner the night before. Grrrrr, no more chicken for me on this trip, unless of course I could sneak some with Annie not looking. But not likely, she is a hawk when it comes to watching what I eat. Grrrrrr.

Annie and I went to breakfast, goofed off for a few hours, then had lunch, then goofed off some more. Once again, it was a great day to be lazy and just enjoy each other's company.

I've never had a single doubt about the way I feel about Lot Lot. I fell in love with her the first time we ever spoke, and not a day goes by that she hasn't said or done something to make me love her even more than the day before. This cruise was no exception.

The time alone was spectacular, just the two of us face to face with no interruptions, no particular place we had to be, nothing. It was just us and all the time in the world, so it seemed. We talked for hours upon hours about everything you can imagine; the past, our futures, and what the world might have in store for us, as both individuals, and a couple.

And though we had done it before, we made firm commitments to one another face to face that we would always remain faithful, and always be strong and patient no matter what obstacles might come our way, especially those that might make it difficult for us to be together. There was no doubt this was the place that sealed our fate together once and for all, forever.

Then we just let time pass and enjoyed ourselves until we reached the port at Cebu City.

This was a great cruise, and I enjoyed it more than I ever imagined I would. It was literally a life changing experience for both of us.

But oh, the chaos that was to ensue...... Hahaha!

Friday, October 17, 2008

Lucky 5

There is a question at the end of this story/riddle. Post your answer and I'll tell you if you are correct or not.

A man woke up on his 55th birthday at 5:55 a.m. He got out of bed, and 55 minutes later he left his house at 55 Fifth Street, which was 55 years old also, and headed to work, a place he had been employed for 5 years.

He took the number 5 bus to the corner of 5th Plaza and 55th Street, then went up to his office, suite 5 on the 5th floor.

As he passed a coworker's workstation, he noticed a racing form and picked it up. He thumbed through, then on page 5 something caught his eye.

In the 5th race, a horse named Nifty Fifty was in the 5th starting gate and the odds were 55:1.

The man looked through his wallet, where he found $555. Then he counted his change, he had 55 cents. Next, he called his bank, and sure enough, he had $55,555.55 in his savings account.

The man rushed to the bank then to the track, and bet every cent he owned on Nifty Fifty just 5 minutes before the race started.

So, tell me, how much did he win?

Wednesday, October 15, 2008

True Love

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The Birds!

I took these pictures from my iPhone outside of a local restaurant.

And in all my infinite wisdom, I grabbed a half empty soda out of the cup holder and threw it into the mass of birds.

As soon as they took off, I realized my mistake, and dived back into the van just in time. Needless to say, anyone watching the spectacle was quite amused.





Tuesday, October 14, 2008

Strange

I was updating my profile at Blog Catalog tonight. Am I the only person that sees something strange here?

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Tuesday, October 7, 2008

The Plaque and the Little Boy

One Sunday morning, the pastor noticed little Alex standing in the foyer of the church staring up at a large plaque. It was covered with names and small American flags mounted on either side of it. The six-year old had been staring at the plaque for some time, so the pastor walked up, stood beside the little boy, and said quietly, 'Good morning Alex.'

'Good morning Pastor,' he replied, still focused on the plaque. 'Pastor, what is this? The pastor said, 'Well son, it's a memorial to all the young men and women who died in the service.' Soberly, they just stood together, staring at the large plaque. Finally, little Alex's voice, barely audible and trembling with fear asked, "Which service, the 8:30 or the 10:45?"

Sunday, October 5, 2008

Electronic "Possessions" in Your Will


What will happen to your electronic documentation and possessions after you die? What do we do with those?

Until recently, things were complicated, but basically simple at the same time. There was money or property and it was divided however someone saw fit. But how will this work when you are gone? Some examples-

1) You make money from your blog by selling ad space. Who gets control of your blog? Does whoever get control have to be responsible to update it and carry on? Do you want them keeping the topic if they do?

2) Other services- such as Blog Catalog, Entrecard, MyBlogLog- do you want it announced you are not amongst the living anymore? If not, do you just want the accounts to sit dormant? Or do you want them closed? If you do want it announced, what then?

3) Pictures- especially those uploaded to services such as Flickr or Kodakgallery. Who will you give control of them to? One child, multiple children?

4) Internet accounts- Does one of your children have a sub account on your internet account, such as AOL or ATT? When you pass away do you want one child to keep it going if they want to keep their email address, etc.?

5) Passwords and internet accounts in general- For most married couples, it isn't difficult because they probably know each others passwords, and if not, they at least know the other's email p/w so they could always do a password retrieval. But what about people with no significant other where they really don't have anyone they feel comfortable sharing their password with? I know I wouldn't want to give my daughters my passwords, but if something happened to me (and my wife at the same time), how would they get to all of my information and accounts to download pictures, save files, or notify my online friends and business partners?

It makes me wonder- do companies who provide online services have policies and procedures in place to serve their members once they die? Does AOL have a policy on how a beneficiary can get into a members account? Does Entrecard have a way to "will ECs"? Does Yahoo have a way to split profiles and sub accounts?

Maybe some of this could be handled through court order, such as if I die, my daughters could get the judge to sign an order ordering Blogger to let them have access to the account.

But this is something to think about- if not everything you have online could be gone, including but not limited to pictures, income, and business relationships.

What are your thoughts?