Teeth

Teeth was first shown in the Sundance Festival last January 2007 in the US. I was able to watch it on DVD before our trip to Laiya last week. I must say that this is a movie that’s horrifically funny. One would initially think that this is just another B-horror movie. In the movie, the myth, Vagina Dentata (Latin for toothed vagina) was actually part of the plot.

The movie is feminist in a morbid way that could make the maniacs cry in horror and pain. D Thus, she uses her toothed vagina against from hungry maniacs. D

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Adsense Optimization Tip: Add Google Search to your website

Since I started blogging, I have not opted to add Google Search for my blogs to increase my earnings. I thought it was not a good alternative to earn more. Instead, I only added blog search forms intended only for inside site searches.

Last June 1, I checked my Adsense earnings and was glad to see the first Optimization Tip message from Google itself. It said:

Dear Publisher,

Here is your optimization report for the month of June. After an automatic review of your sites, we think you might be able to improve your monetization using the following tips:

Adsense for Search adds both functionality and revenue to your site.
You are not currently using Adsense for Search on your sites.

We hope these tips are helpful, and encourage you to experiment using different layouts and formats–no two sites monetize the same way!

Sincerely,
Google Adsense

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An Awakening in Aklan

Penman for Monday, June 9, 2008

PEERING THROUGH my window in Seat 7F, I watched a dog strolling nonchalantly beside the runway as our plane landed in Kalibo airport. Apparently the mutt didn’t or couldn’t read the signs I saw as we drove from the airport to the campus of Aklan State University: “Beware of the exhaust from airplanes.” Any place where people and dogs come perilously if indifferently close to steaming jets has got to be worth a visit, and we were not to be disappointed. Kalibo would prove refreshingly laid back, over the days that our group of UP professors spent there to conduct a workshop for teachers at Aklan State University.

The formal title of the workshop was “Online Journalism: Web Writing for Cultural, Literary, and Historical Content,” and we had been invited by the good folks at ASU—through the sponsorship of the Commission on Information and Communications Technology—to help teachers write for the Web. Like many other schools around the country (including the University of the Philippines), ASU has entered the Digital Age, with impressive banks of computers hooked up to a fast Internet connection and wi-fi routers spreading the signal, but the teachers and staff themselves have some catching up to do with the technology now available to them. ASU President Benny Palma and CICT Project Manager Leanna Beltran put their heads and resources together to support a workshop to produce both the content and the means to get ASU’s teachers and their ideas online.

I’d originally thought of begging off from the workshop, pleading fatigue after having already taken one too many flights and road trips this summer, but I really couldn’t say no, for more than one reason. If I could gallivant around the world, I could certainly go to Aklan. Also, and unknown to even many members of my own family, the Dalisays—those of us whose grandfathers, like mine, were farmers in Romblon—have roots in Aklan. I’ve found Dalisays in Davao, Iloilo, Quezon City, and Central Luzon, but there’s probably no greater concentration of Dalisays than in Aklan, specifically Ibajay. There, in 1673, a man named Don Francisco Calizo Dalisay was elected gobernadorcillo by the principales. Presumably, his descendants crossed the strait to Romblon and settled there; one of them was my grandfather, Anatolio, whom I met just once when I was ten; he was a big tall man who was husking coconuts, and didn’t say a word to me.

So going to Aklan was a homecoming of sorts, and I looked forward to visiting Ibajay or even just passing through it, on our way to our one day in Boracay, after the workshop. I was also challenged by the prospect of bringing my fellow teachers onto the Internet.

I’m a strong believer in technology as a means of bridging or leapfrogging over social and economic gaps. We can talk all day about the “digital divide,” which is sadly real; but that divide won’t close unless and until we bring the machines to the people—and, in ASU’s case, bring the people to the machines. Too many computers rot in the offices of presidents and principals and in locked “computer labs” because the people who are supposed to use them either can’t, or don’t know how.

Over three days, around 35 teachers and staff members from ASU’s several campuses listened to lectures on literature and the Internet from me and my colleagues, Drs. Isabel Banzon-Mooney and Lily Rose Tope. Isabel and Lily Rose guided them through a reappreciation of Philippine and Third World literature, then I stepped in to talk about the Internet, hypertext, reading and writing for the Web, and finally, publishing on the Web.

Predictably, many participants began with an admission of being ignorant about or intimidated by computers and Internet. As far as they were concerned, they may have felt too old to learn about the Internet in a workshop they didn’t even ask to attend (the visionary Dr. Palma had ordered them to go). They could write ideas down on paper, but putting them online was an entirely different challenge.

To put them at ease, I recounted how I myself at one time avoided computers like the plague—I even lugged my Olympia portable typewriter with me to graduate school in the US and worked on it doggedly for my whole first year, before succumbing to the lure of my first Mac. From then on it was love sweet love.

But more practically, I walked them through the process of putting up a group blog (http://asuseminar.blogspot.com), using a live Internet connection. They had worked on individual translations, critiques, and commentaries, and we uploaded a few of these, plus a few pictures, for them to see how easy it was, before breaking up for lunch. I had given them the password to the blog so they could upload their own material, and I saw people finishing their lunch early so they could go back to their computers and try their hand at getting their work and their names online. Within less than two hours, I was happily astounded to see that our three original entries had grown to 21.

They may not exactly have been literary gems, but suddenly we had a nosegay of Aklanon translations of poems by such stalwarts as Alfred Yuson, Marne Kilates, Marra Lanot, and Angelo Suarez, where just a day earlier we had none. And now they were online for all the world to see. The joyful wonderment in our workshoppers’ faces mirrored ours. With a few guided keystrokes, these Aklanons had empowered themselves as writers and publishers, claiming their rightful spots in cyberspace.

Many thanks to Dr. Palma, Len Beltran, ASU Arts & Sciences Dean Mary Eden Teruel and Prof. Edecio Venturanza II (whose life story beats any telenovela, but I’ll save that for another time) for the opportunity to have been of service to my sometime provincemates. Fittingly perhaps, I never would never discovered Don Francisco Calizo Dalisay if it hadn’t been for the Internet. It’s a long way from 1673 to 2008, but last week, my past and present came together, and for many others, the future just began.

Bloggers’ Kapihan: A Trip to Pampanga

(My first longish entry in months! Yay!)

The bloggers food tours I’ve attended can’t possibly measure up to the energy-sapping Bloggers’ Kapihan event yesterday at Pampanga. Even if walking around for a couple of hours, drooling over the most delicious (and expensive) dishes from different restos in the Metro, and actually tasting them for free appeal to my senses (but not to my poor heavyweight-supporting pair of feet), they’re almost child stuff compared to what we have gone through a day ago.

AmongEd.org Launching

My brother and I left home early to meet up with the rest of the participants in Philcoa. So scared was I to be left by the coaster that I forgot to cook something for my father before my bro and I bid our goodbyes (see, my dad doesn’t know how to do anything but scramble eggs). We made a quick stop at McDonald’s to buy something to break our fast, to go, and flew to the meeting place. It turned out we were quite early (insert grumpy grumble here), and Petron (yeah, yeah, the gas station) promptly repaid my punctuality by trapping my right foot in a hellhole (if you were there, you’d know what I mean). Joy. There were already Mong Palatino, Noemi Dado, Jhay Rocas, and Hannah Dormido, a former classmate (and political org-mate) of mine in UP who was there in behalf of Bulatlat. We all talked about lots of things while waiting for our only means of transportation.

Needless to say, I wasn’t in the best of moods. But then, I never claimed to be a morning person. Besides, while I was debating with myself on whether to call in sick for the day, I fell out of the sofa (where I sleep). And, with only less than an hour of sleep that time, it was virtually impossible for me not to look sullen.

The hour-long ride (in which I found out this one-sentence political-situationer: the mayor of San Fernando was Among Ed’s only supporter) went by without another hitch, and we arrived at the Pampanga Provincial Capitol a couple of minutes after 10am. My acquaintances and I entered a half-full conference hall, which put a big grin on my face; I never would’ve thought that the youth of Pampanga were interested enough to take part in the event.

In Which the Event Starts

Hannah, Robby, and I were seated at the front, across the spunky members of the community-based youth council: Jazz, Larnie, Ghie, Ives, and Paul being some of them. They served as my unofficial translators whenever there were some Kapampangan words I couldn’t understand (translate: all Kapampangan words).

The launching of Among Ed’s blog was kicked-off with a prayer, followed by a video presentation of the Philippine National Anthem. It was a notable video, that it was. In it, a child found a Philippine flag made of paper on the ground, looked up in the sky to see the top of the [flag]pole empty. He then climbed up the pole (and it was an amazing feat…I would’ve just fallen down if I were him), waved the flag a couple of times, and then put the flag in its rightful place (at the top of the pole, duh). Truth be told, I tried really hard to look natural even if I was averting my gaze away from the screen. My hormones were acting up and I was tearing up while watching the video. Bah!

Pampanga’s Music Video for tourism was presented next. It was long and mouth-watering. The happy-beat song, Mekeni Tuki Ka, was performed by ArtiSta. Rita (website is here, but it’s suspended as of this writing), one of Pampanga’s pride.

Blogging for Good Governance

The highlight of yesterday’s BK event was the launching of Pampanga Governor Ed Panlilio’s blog site, AmongEd.org. It was a breakthrough event to remember, well-attended mostly by the members of the youth council of Pampanga. Several questions were raised by the young’uns regarding local issues that involve the youth, and Among Ed answered those inquiries splendidly.

Among Ed read a three-page speech that was very interesting, to say the least. He started off with the ever so popular Global Village, as coined by the equally popular Marshall McLuhan (y’know, when I first “met” McLuhan in my Media Studies class back when I was a college freshman, I hated his guts). Some points in his talk were:

  • Technology, as what McLuhan predicted, has collapsed time and space barriers in communication, but in ways that even surpassed McLuhan’s expectations
  • The internet has become a means and venue for a healthy exchange of ideas, which good governance is all about
  • There’s a crisis of hope in the country, but we shouldn’t lose hope. If others have succumbed to this, we should align ourselves with people of hope instead of adding weight to the crisis

Angela Guevarra (a youth leader in Pampanga) and fellow BK crew Jhay added their own thoughts about good governance and responsible citizenship.

Angela told three stories which she related to the two topics, and concluded that at the end of the day, even if you were all beaten and battered with your job and advocacy, it’s between you and your god (in which I asked Hannah in a whispered hush, “Paano kung wala kang diyos?”). Also, responsible citizenship, she surmised, requires being corny. She added that even if there was only one person left on earth with hope, it would still make a huge difference.

Jhay, on the other hand, started his speech with a photo op with Among Ed. He said that good governance is a new thing in the country, what with Martial Law and sloppy past administrations, but with someone like Among Ed in the office, we’d get to see and experience the perks of it. Furthermore, he attacked Friendster and Multiply users (haha, joke lang :p).

Ma’am Noemi and Tonyo liveblogged the event.

Among Ed, Among Others

Among Ed proceeded to type his first entry, My First Year in Public Service. He likened his experience with a ship that didn’t stray off course despite the strong winds and big waves. He added, “To me good governance is leadership by example.” He said he wants to generate hope for the country.

And now I gladly add one name to this list of Kapampangan bloggers (and/or bloggers living in Pampanga) I know (in the order that I got to know/heard of them):

Bloggers’ Kainan, Part 1

Part one of the Bloggers’ Kainan commenced. We were to continue with a cultural tour of Pampanga that afternoon. We also took advantage of the free hour by photo op-ing and exchanging numbers/email addresses with newly-made friends.

Also, may I say that the food was absolutely fantastic?

I may?

Thanks!

The food was absolutely fantastic!

Reclaiming the Kapampangan Cultural Heritage

We boarded the coaster and went our merry way to Holy Angel University, which houses The Juan D. Nepomuceno Center for Kapampangan Studies. The center “hopes to contribute to the total development of the Kapampangan, the Filipino nation, and the world.” It was an educational stop, and I learned about the Kapampangan culture more than what the media and books usually make of it.

The most interesting things I learned were (1) the Augustinians, instead of teaching the Kapampangan natives their language, wrote their own grammar and vocabulary books to understand the language, (2) the Kapampangans were among the bravest and most patriotic (not to mention most radical and notorious) freedom-fighters in the Philippine history, and (3) the rivalry between Kapampangans and Tagalogs.

The Death Mask of Benigno Aquino, Jr. and Fernando Poe, Jr. are also on display in the center. They’ve been made by National Artist for Sculpture Napoleon Abueva. There’s the Kapampangan Timeline, which goes back to 5000BC and has three rows: world history, Kapampangan history, and Philippine history. There’s also the 100 Faces of Kapampangans, a mural that features 100 pictures of Kapampangans born each year of the 20th century.

On to Poracay!

The weather was unusually cooperative (sort of). It rained as we were about to leave the center, but then it stopped when we reached Bgy. Manibaug Pasig in Porac.

We rode a bus to the sand quarry site we were to visit, and it was helluva bumpy ride. I didn’t mind it one bit though, as I was used to such “inconveniences” here in Manila.

We were welcomed by a kagawad and were given the chance to ask questions. Apologies, though, because I spaced out the entire time and wasn’t able to catch something extremely significant (and so I have nothing to write, what pity). You’d have to ask the other intuitive bloggers I was with who relentlessly questioned the kagawad. All I found out was that it was 1994 when the barangay was washed out by the lahar. Plus, there wasn’t anything to see but the breathtaking shades of green and gray, and the trucks.

Quarry sites in Pampanga are among the province’s biggest earners in revenues. Manibaug Pasig is a consistent top grosser, and has received the biggest share in the distribution of quarry proceeds in two years (maybe more?).

Bloggers’ Kainan, Part 2

I was on full tank after consuming 2 servings of pansit. It was YUM!

Conversations about the now-expensive education in UP, the state university’s professors, the required bravery of Journalism students, and a lot of other topics were mulled over. Being in a table chock-full of UP alumni and students alike did that.

Sayonara, Byebye

And then it was time to head back to Manila. The ride was a long, almost painful one. Most people fell asleep, so I entertained myself by listening in on the amusing conversations behind my seat and playing some of my favorite songs on my PDA phone. I was thisclose to asking my dad for a ride back home because I just knew it would be such a pain to catch a ride that night (and waddaya know, I was right).

Lemme see…What were the songs played? Those from the Rosas ng Digma album, a couple of oldies that I very much love, plus a few revsongs. We said adieu when we set foot in TriNoma, and went our seperate ways.

It took my brother and me more than an hour to get home. Darn long taxi queues and arrogant taxi drivers. I was dead on my feet by the time I opened our gate, and, after uploading the pictures on my Multiply account and taking a shower (and whining like crazy when I caught Hercules on Disney Channel because I wanted to much to watch it but had no enough energy to even look at it), I shut my eyes and fell into a deep slumber.

Shoutouts

Congratulations to the Bloggers’ Kapihan group for another successful event: Mong, Ederic, Tonyo, and Bikoy. Kudos, thank you, and welcome to the Philippine blogosphere, Among Ed (and all the people involved in the event). Hello to the people I’ve met and seen yesterday.

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Breast Cancer Awareness and my mutterings

It’s hard to refuse a tag if it comes to Ms. Leah, although I don’t do some of her tags, and I don’t want to justify my shortcomings, this one is a tag in support for all my fellow women who’s suffering from this perilous disease.

Ms. Leah shared this to me.

Help spread the awareness on the Breast Cancer Awareness month of June. Please help convey the importance of regular examination and early detection of breast cancer in order to catch this disease when it first erupts, maximizing the chance of survival and recovery.

These are the some information/symptoms that I’ve got upon searching the net regarding Breast Cancer.

* A change in how the breast or nipple feels
* A lump or thickening in or near the breast or in the underarm area
* Nipple tenderness
* A change in how the breast or nipple looks
* A change in the size or shape of the breast
* A nipple turned inward into the breast
* The skin of the breast, areola, or nipple may be scaly, red, or swollen. It may have ridges or pitting so that it looks like the skin of an orange.
* Nipple discharge (fluid)
* Early breast cancer usually does not cause pain. Still, a woman should see her health care provider about breast pain or any other symptom that does not go away. Most often, these symptoms are not due to cancer. Other health problems may also cause them. Any woman with these symptoms should tell her doctor so that problems can be diagnosed and treated as early as possible.

Source: MedicineNet.com

Help spread awareness. You can help the lives of many women by spreading the word about The Breast Cancer Site. If The Breast Cancer Site receives 8 million clicks on the pink button in June, their premier sponsor -Bare Necessities- will donate $10,000 for more free mammograms. CLICK the pink button today!


Here I am tagging Jena Isle, Ate Liza (my tatay’s wife hehehe!), tin-tin, She also known as Sasha (I am used to call her in her real nickname) and Karen (although I love her malaya’s nick)

My Saturday/Sunday is incomplete without this play so please bear with me and my mutterings.

  1. Rambling ::      blethering
  2. Magnetic ::       board
  3. Again! ::           what?
  4. Acoustic ::       guitar
  5. Mahogany ::    my mother’s hair color when she dye her hair
  6. Promises ::      are made to be broken
  7. Ill fitting ::      inappropriate
  8. Sublime ::       inspiring
  9. Poop ::            bush <–I have to bring Rocky (the dog) there
  10. Disoriented ::  confused

If you want to see how other play with their words, please come to join us here.  And to all mutterers and visitors who will pass by this blog, if you could please do the Breast Cancer Awareness tag that will make us get the $10,000 for free mammogram.  Thank You!