For the first time in my blogging life, I got this comment:

Si Arbet talo ko sa debate. Pikon kaya binura niya ang mga comments ko kasi alam niya na talo ko siya sa argumento. Hahahah…Talo si Arbet pikon pa hahaha..ikaw pala Arbet ang tunay na brenda kasi binura mo ang mga comments ng mga nagcomment. Baliw si Arbet! Kamukha pa niya ang palaka! hahaha…

Well, he is not content with that, he even replied to the automated email that is sent when a first-time commentator left a comment. Oh no, that’s not enough for him, he even left two messages on the Cbox at the sidebar.

OK: in his email, this is my reply:

Before you begin issuing ad hominem comments, please let me tell you first why your comments were blocked. My blog is using a spam comment blocking plugin called Spam Karma 2. This plugin scans comments and deletes them when it thinks these comments are spam. Your comments were blocked by Spam Karma 2 due to the following:

1. You kept on posting the same comments.
2. You posted consecutive comments within a short time frame.

Now, I am not afraid to debate with you, [NAME OBFUSCATED]; however, you do not seem to have the grasp of rules of debate and argumentation. You keep on committing fallacies, and as such, no meaningful debate can happen.

Second, I was already offline by 10 AM yesterday, hence I was no longer able to view your comments. That does not mean I surrendered. Besides, it is not a debate since you don’t know the rules.

Again, thanks for dropping by my blog. I cannot reply to your comments not because I can’t answer them; I do not want to stoop to your level (by attacking my person instead of my arguments). And there’s no use arguing with someone who is obviously have his mind made up and is desperate enough to attack a person instead of a person’s ideas.

I am actually OK with such comments, and I ignore them. What is your policy regarding comments like the one above?

And this time, not courtesy of Neozep. Maybe due to the tuna spaghetti (yum).

The Senate of the Republic was about to start its session at an old school house (I don’t know why). The senators were wearing color-coded shirts: majority was wearing pink, and minority, blue. Manny Villar was in pink. As they were entering the converted classroom, I had said several things that were critical of Villar, and he must have heard. Before entering the room, he talked to reporters. Then I saw someone wearing pink getting out of the room; he was a senator from the majority. I was curious about who he was; he looked familiar (nope he is not among the incumbents).

I was with someone who is a big figure in a civil society group (can’t mention the name, but I have met the said person twice), so we went to a window so that the big figure can identify him. The windows dissolved and we were inside the room. Villar was giving his opening speech and when he saw me, he began to attack me verbally. I tried raising my hand to be recognized and be given the chance to rebut, but he ignored me. So I walk out, then he cites me in contempt. I went back in to point out that he was out of order; realizing this, two lawyer who were there tried to issue a motion to cite me into contempt.Then I woke up.

I have a Twitter account for some time now, had somehow abandoned it at that time because I couldn’t integrate it here (there is a plugin, but it sucks). Well, now Twitter has badges, so I’ll give it another go.

And thanks to Benj, I found out about MadTwitter.

Yo, follow me on Twitter. Tweet.

I rarely watch TV, and if I do, the show is either:

* early morning news-cum-entertainment shows (one of which is almost a complete ripoff of an American morning show, as if no one noticed)
* Music Station
* ANC
* some random movie
* lately, National Geographic

And every morning, I am bombarded with an ill-conceived ad by the government. The ad goes like this:

* Shows a dog feeding her puppies, with voice over (VO): “Ang gatas ng aso, para sa tuta” (dog’s milk is for puppies)
* Next scene shows a pig feeding her piglets, with VO: “Ang gatas ng baboy, para sa biik” (pig’s milk is for piglets)
* Then a cow is shown, with VO: “eh ang gatas ng baka?” (how about cow’s milk?)
* Next scene shows someone trying to force a feeding bottle (presumably containing breast milk substitute) to a baby, with VO: “hindi hayop ang anak mo” (your child is not an animal)
* And so on.

Technically, humans belong to the animal kingdom. Bleh. I have nothing against breast feeding; I support it. It is just that there is a better way in presenting your message. That ad is just annoying, a waste of people’s money. Why can’t they just highlight the benefits of breast feeding?

Forty-nine years ago, the great comic strip artist and creator of Calvin and Hobbes, William B. “Bill” Watterson II, was born.

Heaven knows how I love the Calvin and Hobbes series. If only I have the bucks, I would have bought that leather-bound The Complete Calvin and Hobbes that I had found at Fully Booked. If only someone out there can gift me with that…

Drugs. They can be beneficial, they can be destructive. They can induce side effects. In my case, taking Neozep gave me two nights of dream-full sleeps.

Can’t remember about Monday, but last night was a jumble of scenes, and one of them I can remember vividly, because of the improbability of such an event happening. It was a dream within a dream.

In that dream, I was about to get married! WTF!

Anyway, here’s how it went. I was to get married to a certain girl. The dream was not clear; first I was supposed to marry someone that I know is married and has two children, then it became a childhood playmate – the first girl’s niece. The venue was the metal fabrication shop where my father worked, and the altar was atop a delivery truck.

Everything was ready except that my best man, Insan Joey (ugh!) was not present and couldn’t come. I found a replacement.

Then I woke up, thanking Heavens that it was just a dream. Then I looked at my left hand and there was a ring at the ring finger!

Then I woke up, finally, to reality and another day.

What a weird dream. Maybe I should take Decolgen instead of Neozep.

You know, I marvel at disgruntled Pinoy BoboBig Brother fans. You know, they keep on ranting and ranting about favoritism, posting and posting on forums against someone inside that housemansion, even writing an open letter. I can only shake my head in amusement on such foolishness.

Can’t you see it? The more you rant, the more ABS-CBN gets happy! You are driving their ratings, their profits. Such publicity, even if negative, brings cash. They will just take things in stride and count their money.

If you want ABS-CBN to take notice, it is actually easy. Don’t watch. Don’t vote. Simple as that.

Otherwise, all your rants are useless.

(No, I don’t watch the show. I don’t like to waste my time and electricity. I’d rather sleep.)

Here are some pics showing the ugly moi at Montemar Beach Club in Bagac, Bataan. You have been warned.

This is me at the bus. Despite the cheeriness, I was sleep-deprived.

Here I was contemplating a kayak ride. The kayak said no.

I was afraid that a monster would appear at the background. Actually there is one but I had cropped it. Heh.

Lesson learned: don’t mess with a swing!

I really need to lose weight.

Probably the best/worst double-meaning ad that I saw on TV:

Chupa Chups. The pleasure of sucking.

Why can’t they localize their ads?

Someone told me that I always see the glass half empty (if not fully empty) when it comes to my personal life. So, fine, let’s see it as half full:

1. You don’t have to wait for anyone when you go on a date. Heaven knows how I hate Filipino time.
2. You can always go anywhere you like without being burdened by a companion’s whims and fancies.
3. It is cheaper to go on it alone.
4. You get to think without the distractions.

(Will add more soon.)