Good News Indeed

For those of us who can't afford the gym for a fitness exercise (translation: get rid of extra fat!) the following article from Yahoo! is a good alternative.

According to Shine, Yahoo's fitness blog:

This is all very cool and exciting, but what if you rarely exercise so your bod hasn't started doing all of the great stuff it needs to do? What if you just plain old don't like to sweat? Here are five kick starts to get your factory making those red blood cells and building muscle.Shake your booty. Call up the friends, put on a pair of solid boots and go dancing! Make sure you go with a sturdy heel, like a stacked wedge. Spikes look awesome, but you'll be aching in all the wrong places only a few songs in.

Take a trip! Instead of a rental car or taxis, get a bike, canoe or a backpack. It's amazing how much more more enjoyable it is to just walk around in a strange city or country.

Pick up the Honey Do list. You'd be amazed how much you work your muscles just by raking, gardening, painting, putting in a tile floor or cleaning out the garage. There's a reason that so many of those construction workers are hard bodies.

Play a sport. This seems like a no-brainer, but how many of us actually do this? And yet, think of the last time you played tennis, volleyball or even horseshoes with a group of friends. It was fun, right? Plus, think of all the incredible activities that you've always wanted to try! Rock climbing? Snowboarding? Boxing? Fencing? Triathlon? What are you waiting for?


Simple and very easy to do BUT I will start later hahahaha.


Photo from moderngirlstyle.com

Featuring Some Boholano Delicacies

The Boholano Processed Foods Business Association (Bohol PROFOODS Inc) is getting themselves blogged. Because they will be one of the featured groups in the 5th International Food Exhibition Philippines in Manila this May 16. (Click on the links please.)

The group is more than excited to be part of the show. This will be their first international exposure. Let us support them. Drop some words of encouragement and support at their blogspot address.

Need for Caffeine Boost

And because it was a boring day, with nothing to do, the Apat Na Hari decided to have coffee at Bo's Coffee Club in Ayala Center Cebu to boost bland personalities and bad tempers.

It did not help. It should rather be beer.

Ala Brian Gorrell

Feeling frustrated again, I did a ala-Gorrell style to have my client pay me. This is not of a sexual relationship but a pay-what-is-due-me attack. In other words- PAY UP!

I attacked that client who did not pay me for the reason that he was not satisfied with my work, a month after the materials were delivered to him. Some of which (like the logo, pictured here, and business card) were already used by him before the printing and delivery of company stationery and mailing envelope.

When asked to return the materials intact, he could not.

My txt msg for him-

Sir I think you're being unfair when you said you're not paying for my services. In the first place you are already using the logo I made for you. In fact, you asked me to have your business cards printed when you went to Hongkong. Twice. I've done what other freelancers haven't done to you, that is running around on your behalf to have your materials printed. Logo design, business card design, envelope and stationery designs. Those were delivered to you. And you asked them for 5,000 pesos only. Gibarat pa ko nimo (you cheapskate) and now you are not paying me because you said you're not satisfied with my services. What other services you want so I can have what is due me?

That Filipino Mentality

I was tasked to help in the design of the booths and other materials for Region 7 during the International Food Exhibition Philippines at the Mall of Asia in Manila on May 16-18. Details here.

I have done my share of designing posters and flyers after the photo shoots in their areas. However, I could not finish them all without the assistance of the concerned companies. Several meetings have been done and they were always reminded to submit simple requirements like company logo and company contact details. Just like that. But up to this moment, only a few submitted their requirements despite the notice that I won't be doing them if they could not submit soonest. Those who submitted gave me a very low resolution of their logos, to my frustration.

I am sure next week everyone will vie on who is going to be entertained first. Whew!

Talaga ang Pinoy.

Training Them Young?

What can you say about that picture? I found it at Friendster.

Are You Overreacting to the Dangers of Sugar?

Funny pic on that ad. Great direction on their website. Visit sugarontheweb.com.

Some Breather from Gory News

I've had had enough of bad news and sometimes gory ones. Funny but this one will make us guys check and re-check if it is really true.

Word of advise if you believe this- Go get the tape measure and do the math before this happens and check again in case you think your penis has been snatched.

Penis Theft Panic Hits City
By Joe Bavier

Police in Congo have arrested 13 suspected sorcerers accused of using black magic to steal or shrink men's penises after a wave of panic and attempted lynchings triggered by the alleged witchcraft.

Reports of so-called penis snatching are not uncommon in West Africa, where belief in traditional religions and witchcraft remains widespread, and where ritual killings to obtain blood or body parts still occur.

Rumors of penis theft began circulating last week in Kinshasa, Democratic Republic of Congo's sprawling capital of some 8 million inhabitants. They quickly dominated radio call-in shows, with listeners advised to beware of fellow passengers in communal taxis wearing gold rings.

Purported victims, 14 of whom were also detained by police, claimed that sorcerers simply touched them to make their genitals shrink or disappear, in what some residents said was an attempt to extort cash with the promise of a cure.

"You just have to be accused of that, and people come after you. We've had a number of attempted lynchings. ... You see them covered in marks after being beaten," Kinshasa's police chief, Jean-Dieudonne Oleko, told Reuters on Tuesday.

Police arrested the accused sorcerers and their victims in an effort to avoid the sort of bloodshed seen in Ghana a decade ago, when 12 suspected penis snatchers were beaten to death by angry mobs. The 27 men have since been released.

"I'm tempted to say it's one huge joke," Oleko said.

"But when you try to tell the victims that their penises are still there, they tell you that it's become tiny or that they've become impotent. To that I tell them, 'How do you know if you haven't gone home and tried it'," he said.

Some Kinshasa residents accuse a separatist sect from nearby Bas-Congo province of being behind the witchcraft in revenge for a recent government crackdown on its members.

"It's real. Just yesterday here, there was a man who was a victim. We saw. What was left was tiny," said 29-year-old Alain Kalala, who sells phone credits near a Kinshasa police station.

(Editing by Nick Tattersall and Mary Gabriel)

If that news is not enough-

Visit this site for more penises as New Zealand celebrates National Penis Day. Isn't that wonderful?

National Penis Day at www.yobbo.co.nz.

Deafened By Mariah

Yeah that singer.

That Mariah Carey who has been emulated by singers that are either desperate or amateurish, sometimes both (remember Ken Lee?).

That Mariah who is a gay beauty queen's favorite lip-sync assistant. In fact, she's the gay community's official songstress and gays would do anything to defend her.

Yeah, I am deafened by her wailing songs.

In the morning I hear her. Lunch time. Evening.

My God she's everywhere anytime!

When I opened my Yahoo! this early morning- shit! she's No. 1!

From Chart Watch by Paul Grein

Mariah Carey's E=MC2 opens at #1 with sales of 463,000--the fattest opening-week total of her career. Carey's previous top opening (404,000) was made by her most recent album, The Emancipation Of Mimi. E=MC2 also tops Jack Johnson's Sleep Through The Static for the best opening so far in 2008. Johnson debuted with sales of 375,000 in February. The last album to open with a higher sales number was Mary J. Blige's Growing Pains, which opened with sales of 629,000 in December.

Carey's album sold as many copies as the next 12 albums on this week's chart, combined. And yet, Carey's opening tally is less than half of the first week total of the biggest opener of 2007, Kanye West's Graduation, which bowed with sales of 957,000 in September. In fact, 10 albums in 2007 debuted with higher sales totals. The others were, in descending order, Alicia Keys, the Eagles, 50 Cent, Blige, Linkin Park, High School Musical 2, Rascal Flatts, Carrie Underwood and T.I. For Carey to fall short of blockbusters by West, Keys and the Eagles is no shame, but failing to keep pace with more routine hits by Underwood and T.I. raises questions--especially given Carey's all-out promotional effort. She appeared on TV's #1 show, American Idol, and the #1 daytime show, Oprah.

In the end, what you make of Carey's number is a lot like the old philosophical question: Is the glass half empty or half full?

What's With Jump Shots?

Everywhere I see them.

Blogs.
Wedding pics.
Travel mags.
At the Chocolate Hills.
Cebu Pacific magazine.
Ad for a day tour in Bohol.
Internet.

What's with those jump shots?

I pray, tell me.

Trapped!

I saw this YouTube video from Misterhubs' blog site.

So many WHAT IFs came into my mind-

What if I was the man trapped in that elevator?
What if I happened to be with someone?
What if I have diarrhea caused by the traumatic incident? Shall I make poo-poo right there?
What if I have to pee?
What if...

Imagine being trapped in 41 hours. That is really terrible!

The Oldies

Many times I've received the following email. Whoever wrote this must be in my age range. Anyways I am posting this again here for the kids to read.

(You are old already when you reminisce things, so they say. True.)

CONGRATULATIONS TO ALL THE KIDS WHO WERE BORN IN THE 1940's, 50's, 60's and 70's!

They took aspirin, ate blue cheese dressing, tuna from a tin, and didn't get tested for diabetes.

Then after that trauma, our baby cots were covered with bright colored lead-based paints.

We had no childproof lids on medicine bottles, doors or cabinets and when we rode our bikes, we had no helmets, not to mention, the risks we took hitchhiking .

As children, we would ride in cars with no seat belts or air bags. Riding in the back of a van - loose - was always great fun.

We drank water from the garden hosepipe and NOT from a bottle.

We shared one soft drink with four friends, from one bottle and NO ONE actually died from this.

We ate cakes, white bread and real butter and drank pop with sugar in it, but we weren't overweight because... WE WERE ALWAYS OUTSIDE PLAYING!

We would leave home in the morning and play all day, as long as we were back when the streetlights came on. No one was able to reach us all day. And we were O.K.

We would spend hours building our go-carts out of scraps and then ride down the hill, only to find out we forgot the brakes. After running into the bushes a few times, we learned to solve the problem .

We did not have Playstations, Nintendo's, X-boxes, no video games at all, no 99 channels on cable, no video tape movies, no surround sound, no cell phones, no text messaging, no personal computers, no Internet or Internet chat rooms... WE HAD FRIENDS and we went outside and found them!

We fell out of trees, got cut, broke bones and teeth and there were no lawsuits from these accidents. We played with worms and mud pies made from dirt, and the worms did not live in us forever. Made up games with sticks and tennis balls and although we were told it would happen, we did not poke out any eyes.

We rode bikes or walked to a friend's house and knocked on the door or rang the bell, or just yelled for them!

Local teams had tryouts and not everyone made the team. Those who didn't had to learn to deal with disappointment.

Imagine that!

The idea of a parent bailing us out if we broke the law was unheard of. They actually sided with the law!

This generation has produced some of the best risk-takers, problem solvers and inventors ever!

The past 50 years have been an explosion of innovation and new ideas.

We had freedom, failure, success and responsibility, and we learned HOW TO DEAL WITH IT ALL!

And YOU are one of them! (I am one of them!)

CONGRATULATIONS!

You might want to share this with others who have had the luck to grow up as kids, before the lawyers and the government regulated our lives for our own good.

And while you are at it, forward it to your kids so they will know how brave their parents were.

Legends of the Fall

A meeting suddenly shifted focus on buangs (mentally ill) when an old resident of Burgos Street in Tagbilaran City asked everyone of us for ten pesos. I was amused because they also gave him the money. Interested, I asked the group who was the man and why were they shelling out tens.

They gave me this story instead.

Myth- The big acacias in Burgos Street (now Venancio Inting Avenue) in Tagbilaran City were occupied by engkantos of different kinds. A familiar story told amongst residents was whenever the roots of the trees extend to the houses in the area, somebody from that house would lose his mind.

Fact- Burgos Street is the home of the original drug addicts in Tagbilaran. Long before drug addiction is considered a nuisance, some of these people have concocted unimaginable drinks to get high. One story they told me is a lapad of gasoline mixed with one liter Sprite will bomb you out. Of course the katsobong is no longer fashionable but they mixed it with another potent ingredient.

Creepy, indeed.

Kawawa ang Walang Pera

So many promos, sale and discounts happening around. Problem- No money. Whew!

Awooooooo...

Full moon na naman. Kung ano-ano na namang kababalaghan ang mangyayari dyan...

What Is Happening To The Roman Catholic Church?

Theres The Rub

Sayings

By Conrado de Quiros
Philippine Daily Inquirer

The way they're going, I wouldn't be surprised if more Filipinos turned Buddhist or Islamic or downright atheist. The Catholic Church is giving them every reason to. Except for luminous exceptions like Pope John Paul II and, nearer home, Archbishop Angel Lagdameo and the Association of Major Religious Superiors, the Catholic Church seems determined to preach only the new theology that God wants to reward the wicked and punish the good.

The Church's latest disincentive to faith is the letter of the Vatican's Pontifical Council for the Laity to Couples for Christ seeking to "correct" what is wrong with it. What's wrong with it presumably is that it is devoting its energies to Gawad Kalinga (GK), Tony Meloto's brainchild. Still more specifically, what's wrong with it is that GK is overemphasizing social work and accepting donations from pharmaceutical companies manufacturing contraceptives.

I know Meloto, we were both scholars at the Ateneo de Manila University and worked as porters at night to pay for our room and board at the dorm. I'm convinced that if the ranks of Catholics in this country have not gotten paper-thin, it's because of people like him. He is living proof that God works in mysterious ways and prefers his tribe rather than those who claim to be "close kami ni God" [“God and I are close”] who are Vatican's lieutenants and many of this country's bishops, to convey his truth to the world. I haven't met a more resolutely Christian person. Hell, I haven't met a more resolutely sincere person.

What on earth, or heaven, is wrong with accepting donations from companies that produce contraceptives? I leave the question of abortion to the usual suspects, but contraceptives? It's not as if they are weapons of mass destruction or toxic elements that cause cancer, like cigarettes. Condoms merely prevent human substance from exploding in the wrong places. Bombs induce inhuman substance to explode in the very wrong places, like public markets and hospitals. Particularly these days when the specter of famine sweeps not just across a few lands but across the world, courtesy of a runaway population outstripping food production, you've got to wonder if the Rock, which was what Christ called the Church, hasn't become a pebble.

Why shouldn't Meloto accept money from those companies to feed and house the poor? Tony himself cries out eloquently, and not without a trace of sarcasm: "Should all Catholics who work with pharmaceuticals resign? Why is it OK for many Catholic organizations to receive money from them and not OK for GK to care for the poor...? If loving this country, serving the children, is anti-life, then I need to be enlightened again as a Catholic because I only desire to be faithful."

What I myself find galling is that the Vatican should worry about GK accepting money from companies that manufacture contraceptives and be smug about its clergy in the form of the Filipino bishops accepting money from a patently poisonous source. That poisonous source, or cholera-producing well, being Malacañang and its milking cows, the Philippine Amusement and Gaming Corp. and the Philippine Charity Sweepstakes Office. The latter two directly engage in gambling, an activity that, completely unlike safe sex, has been known to spread disease, if of the mind. Meloto merely accepts money from pharmaceuticals that promote contraception, the bishops accept money from someone who promotes the abortion of democracy. Meloto merely accepts money from pharmaceuticals to do nothing more than feed and house the poor. The bishops accept money from a hypocritical to do everything in their power to keep her in power just so they could fatten and gladden themselves.

But the more mind-boggling thing is the charge that GK is overemphasizing social work. You would laugh, except that it hurts. Again Meloto cries out: "My pain as Catholic and as Filipino is seeing our people suffer from poverty and our country labeled as corrupt. We have not done enough for our poor countrymen. Poverty in the only Catholic country in Asia is a failure in discipleship and Christian stewardship. My dream is for the world to see that it is possible for a Catholic country to rise from poverty because we practice what we preach." That makes him more Christian than Gaudencio Cardinal Rosales. Hell, that makes him more Christian than the Pope.

How in God's name is it possible for anyone to do too much social work in this country? That is like accusing a doctor of prescribing too much medicine to someone fighting for his life. At the very least that a lay organization like Couples should somehow betray the Christian spirit by moving heaven and earth to feed the hungry and house the homeless is batty. What, they get to be more Christian by spending their time attending Mass and avoiding de-coupling while living sad, sad lives?

At the very most, that even a religious organization itself, which the clergy represents, should somehow betray its Christian teachings by plucking the hungry from the claws of hunger and the homeless from the lash of wind and rain is battier. Didn't Christ say what you do for the least of your brethren you do for him? Didn't Christ say not everyone who says, "Lord! Lord!" will enter the kingdom of God? And didn't Christ spend his time on the road with fishers and a well-known prostitute rather than in the temple with the Pharisees who were better-known prostitutes? I do not claim to know the ways of heaven, but when St. Peter goes out one day to meet Meloto who has praised his God silently by doing the most for the least of his brethren, and the bishops who have praised their God loudly by refusing to condemn the most corrupt of their "sisthren," I have a good idea whom he will send upstairs and downstairs.

Christ did say one other thing. It wasn't that the sick shall inherit the earth, it was that the meek would.

Cartoon from mikeanderson.net

The Tricks of Easy Money

When I entered the Weesam terminal last Monday, I saw my relatives already seating at a bench inside. Their faces were a picture of joy to see me. They must have missed me that much.

When I settled myself at their bench after the obligatory kissing of hands, and as if on cue, some of my relatives went to the CR and others went out to buy some food. Only my closest relative stayed with me and introduced me to a guy whom I will call Fatty for purposes of description. Fatty said he has roots in Batuan. The face looked familiar and guessed his family name in my mind. I was correct.

When Fatty shifted his focus on me, the last relative was also gone. His introduction was- Are you familiar with networking? I said yes of course. Who would not be familiar with the so many networking scams proliferating in the country and still victimizing people up to this time? But my short answer only stopped at Yes and nothing more.

He then lectured me on networking and emphasized that his type of networking was not the scam type. Fatty went on introducing his Agel products and the health benefits of it.

It will keep you alert and fit every time you drink it, he babbled.

Are you really using it, I asked. Of course, he retorted.

I was tempted to ask why was he not physically fit, looking at his bloated abs and his double chins, but did not.

Fatty told me that money would suddenly find their way to my bank account even if I just sit in front of my computer and grinned luridly. He lectured me about entrepreneurship, world markets, e-commerce, demands worldwide, blah blah, etc. etc. But his words were all passing through my deaf ears, actually. I was tempted to tell this guy my hate for babbly salesmen and my desire to stitch their mouths shut. But instead, I just nodded and said some occasional Uhuh, Mao, Bitaw, Yeah. All along, my mind played a scenario. How many people were convinced by this person?

I told Fatty that I am an internet savvy. I do market research and communicate through the internet. I even update myself on current trends on the Net. Much better, he said, and suddenly left me without even saying where he was going.

I suddenly found peace. Damn those relatives. They cleverly tricked me to listen to this guy so they could escape from him.

Fatty was back.

I will give you a form and you pay the 100 pesos processing fee. Hmm, yeah, when we get to Tagbilaran, I informed him.

I asked for the website address of his products that he claimed could only be ordered online. He told me he would SMS me the address.

You mean you did not know the URL of your product?

There’s a code, he revealed to me, but I have it in my laptop.

Interesting, indeed. I was convinced this would be another Da Vinci Code in the making.

And he started again to bombard me of the pleasures he got because of his networking stuff. Traveling around Visayas and the National Capital Region. Seeing places. Staying in comfort at luxury hotels. Meeting people.

Why do you travel when you have internet?

I have to get in touch with future clients, he declared.

There goes the just-sit-in-front-of-the-computer promise. I also told him I do stay in luxury hotels, see places, travel and meet people even if I am not into networking. I bragged, of course.

If you are keen on e-commerce, I presupposed you know PayPal. So I asked him if they would accept PayPal.

What is that, he asked. I told him that PayPal is a secure online account that stores your credit card and bank details, enabling you to pay online and by mobile quickly and safely. You don’t have to remember your details every time you shop, and you have the confidence that your sensitive financial information is never shared with the seller. PayPal is accepted by over 100,000 online retailers across Europe, including leading Boots, DHL, Harrods, Photobox, Pixmania and eBay. It’s the safer, easier way to pay (true) and that I can buy his stuff up to 5,000 pesos if they accept PayPal (very big lie, the 5,000 amount, I mean).

He was silent. Just give me your mobile number, he replied, so I can text you the details.

Ok.

I thought that ended the discussion because he was gone again. I have not seen Fatty even if we disembarked Tagbilaran two hours after.

It’s almost a week and I am still waiting for his text message.

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Illustration from http://consumerist.com/

Funny Moments Can Be A Legal Battle

"Okay, before we go any further, can I check those diplomas? ‘Coz I would just like to make sure they are not from some med school in the Philippines.”
~~ Teri Hatcher, in Desperate Housewives ~~

Hmm... Desperate Housewives might be right after all.

This is something unusual (I hope) occurrence here in the Philippines but I think this is worth the legal battle on the side of the "victim." So many of us would just submit ourselves to our doctors without knowing what really went on during the operation when the patient is out of this world, so to speak.

So all you doctors and nurses out there, Be Aware. Be very aware.

This happens in Cebu and now a headline at Yahoo!News.

YouTube surgery video investigated

A video posted on YouTube showing Philippine doctors laughing while removing an object from a patient may lead to charges against the surgeons and cost them their medical licenses, officials said Wednesday.

The unauthorized nearly 3-minute video of a noisy operating room shows doctors and nurses laughing, giggling and cheering.

At one point, a hand appears with a cell phone camera taking a close-up picture of the surgery.

As a doctor gingerly pulls out the 6-inch long canister from the male patient's rectum, someone shouts, "Baby out!" amid loud cheers.

The doctor then removes the canister cap and sprays the contents toward the crowd of nurses and doctors viewing the procedure.

It remains unclear who shot the video and who posted it on YouTube, but the person who posted it removed it from the Web site Wednesday.

The video has angered the unidentified patient who plans to press charges, his lawyer Guiller Ceniza said Wednesday.

The government-run Vicente Sotto Memorial Medical Center in the central city of Cebu, where the surgery took place, is conducting an investigation, a spokesman said Wednesday.

Dr. Emmanuel Gines said more than 10 people were involved including staff and medical and nursing students from a nearby operating room.

He said the hospital takes videos of surgeries of peculiar cases, but only with the consent of the patient.

Dr. Jose Sabili, president of the Philippine Medical Association, told The Associated Press on Wednesday the group will conduct an investigation if a formal complaint is filed and doctors found violating medical ethics could be suspended or expelled from the association, which would result in the suspension or termination of their state health insurance accreditation.

The results of the investigation could also be used by the Professional Regulations Commission to suspend or revoke their licenses, Sabili said.

"I believe what they did was very blatant," he said.

Health Undersecretary Alexander Padilla said the Health Department will conduct a separate investigation.

The 39-year-old patient received surgery on Jan. 3, three days after a New Year's drinking spree and a "one-night stand" with a male partner, Ceniza, the lawyer, told the AP.

He said his client was too drunk to remember how the body spray canister ended up in his body.

Ceniza said the man was determined to file charges but will wait for the results of the hospital's investigation, expected later in the week.

Somebody's Watching Me!

O Hail Mighty Silliman

BluSkies- Deceiving Juan?

Call Center Agents and Insolence

“You cannot be fresh and feeling fine, wearing a washed vest under an unwashed shirt; or, an unwashed vest over a washed shirt. Both have to be clean, to provide a sense of tingling joy. So too outer and inner cleanliness is but the reflection of the inner achievement.” – Sri Sathya Sai Baba (Indian spiritual leader, 1926)

Call centers never attracted me. The thought of working while the rest of the country is sleeping is quite disturbing for me. Although the salary is quite above the usual rates of laborers, I never dreamed of speaking to an unknown client who loves to abuse me because I am just an agent.

I’ve met and befriended lots of agents and top rank officers from call centers and the way they described their work is not fabulous at all (despite their looks). In fact many of them work for a very short period in certain outsourcing companies.

The reason- many would agree stress is the main factor.

And I believe so.

I have my share of stress at home because I shared my flat with a call center agent. My stressful life starts with the agent’s foregone conclusion (as in every time) telling me to try to work in a call center to justify his not doing things he is supposed to.

Let us clean our room. I will do it later because I am tired.

Hey, can you please make up your bed. Later, I am tired.

Arrange your things, please. Later.

Clean up the kitchen asshole. Your food is getting green with molds. Later.

Flush the toilet for chrissakes! Later.

His free days (RD for them) are either spent gallivanting around and getting drunk or getting online the whole day but never to clean the house.

Now this is a big issue. Cleanliness for me is very basic. It tells a lot about you. And I think my being an obsessive-compulsive person is not an issue here. I don’t know with you but Mother always taught us (her children) that cleanliness is next to godliness. That no matter how big your house is and it is dirty, no one would like to visit there.

Do I really have to work in a call center to understand this insolence?

Kobe Bryant Does a Friggin' Stunt

If Filipinos would see this, I am very sure someone or somebody out there will outdo Kobe. But before doing the unbelievable, remember this warning from J.E. Skeets-

Warning: The "stunt" you are about to see was "performed" by a "trained" professional while wearing a pair of 13 oz. shoes. Ball Don't Lie will take no responsibility for any injury caused by trying to impress Ronny Turiaf. Enjoy!



Question- Was this an ad for a pair of shoes or for Aston Martin?

Let's Get Over With Diana

She's Dead, the Australian t-shirt company Goat Boy proudly proclaimed referring to Lady Di. The website was quoted-

It was a tragic drunk driving accident. That’s all it was, so let’s move on. Enough with the weekly magazine covers, the tacky figurines, the memorial china, the touring exhibitions of musty old frocks, the revolting statue in Harrods, the lurid inquest, the tasteless T-Shirts…

And according to The Cool Hunter-

To launch their new online store, Australian T-Shirt brand Goat Boy (irony will set you free) has been creating some online buzz with an image of the Queen wearing a T-shirt of Princess Diana with the slogan - "She's Dead, so get over it". Brilliantly executed.

And that’s all it is - just a bloody t-shirt. If by some lack of irony you’re offended, Goatboy recommends that you save your excess of righteous indignation for something that actually matters - like the war in Iraq, the endemic abuse of children by Catholic priests, or other online t-shirt companies that use cheap rubbish crap T’s from China. Irony will set you free

Of Cancers and Lifestyles

I was reading Cory Quirino's open letter to former President Cory Aquino who is battling cancer. Cory Quirino is a well-known Lifestyle writer at the Philippine Daily Inquirer http://www.inquirer.net/. The letter suggested natural therapies for cancer. The more sophisticated the world has become, the more strange and mysterious maladies invaded our bodies. Cancer is one of them. In fact, many Filipinos have the dreaded disease. One of the main cause is lifestyle.

Quirino suggested a unique therapy and its uniqueness is not that hard to do. So I am quoting here the suggested therapy:

Vegetarian diet. All animal proteins would be eliminated from her meal plan. No meat of any kind, including fish and chicken or any of their by-products like eggs, cheese, milk. This was because cancer cells feed on many things—especially protein. And because they thrive on mucus, milk and any dairy had to be removed. (In alternative medicine, it is believed that dairy products increase mucus production in the body.).

No sugar. It was imperative that refined sugar be eradicated completely. Again, because the food of cancer is sugar.

No processed food. All foods in a can or carton were banned simply because the idea was to eat food in its natural state.

Raw versus cooked. To fight cancer, you require an army of enzymes—nutrients found only in raw and fresh food (preferably organic as it is grown without pesticides/fertilizers). Mom’s meals were mostly salads, vegetable juices, nuts, fruits, whole-grain breads, brown/red rice.

Coffee enemas. Organic coffee boiled for 15 minutes administered three times daily to cleanse the colon.

Alkaline water. Cancer’s home is an acidic environment. Alkaline water in the form of enagic water by Kangen, a Japanese filtration machine, was her new drink. All her veggies were also washed with this water and her regimen included 14-20 glasses daily. The only time she was allowed to drink other forms of water was when she had to take her medication for hypertension and cholesterol. No water was allowed during and 30 minutes before/after meals in order to allow the body to absorb the enzymes.

If you want to read the whole article, please click on this.

Will Somebody Stop the Chinese, Please!