The (Mis)Adventures of Superboink

This IS one very very late post. I completely forgot I have a file saved somewhere. Shucks. ---------------------------------------------------------------------- I have been meaning to make this post since the very first time I saw Derek Ramsey's Century Corned tuna TV commercial. I thought San Marino must be doing well in terms of market sales considering that they were first to introduce the 'corned tuna' concept in the Philippine market - and that Century had to keep up with it. San Marino Corned Tuna TVC Century Tuna TVC So finally last Sunday morning about two weeks ago, I opened two cans of corned tuna - one San Marino and one Century - and put them to a taste test. There's 7 of us having breakfast then. Without telling them which is which, I asked them which tastes better. (L) Century and (R) San Marino My nephew was first to say that he likes the taste of the less oily and sauteed-tasting one. (the one on the left, which is Century Tuna ) I totally

  The recent onslaught of typhoons Ondoy (Ketsana) and Pepeng (Parma) became a wake-up call to the Filipinos especially those who were directly affected. The aftermath is clear evidence of the vast changes in our global environment. Although there are natural factors and processes that contribute to the world’s changing climate, we cannot dispel the fact that a lot of human activities have altered the atmosphere’s makeup particularly in terms of the greenhouse effect. Global warming (and cooling) and climate change have a significant impact to the way we live life and to our environment. If we fail to act now, there will be further harm not only to our natural resources but also to our own being. Living in this world will be very different for our children and future generations if we ignore the very obvious signs that nature is already giving back to us the damage we have caused it. It is never too late to make a difference. It is now more than ever that we need to take a revolutio

  My brother undergoes stem cell apheresis   This is the blood bag of stem cells extracted from him ready to be transplanted to me. I now have a deeper appreciation to the life-giving properties of blood. I am living a renewed life for more than 3 years now because of the gift of blood by my eldest brother. If you'll ask me at what point in my life did I feel the most gratitude towards God, life, my family, friends and medical personnel, it would be on my Peripheral Blood Stem Cell Transplant Day last March 3, 2006. Surviving leukemia made me thankful to - God for a new lease of life, my parents who are my cheerleaders and financial supporters, my eldest brother kuya Fidel, my stem cell donor, my two other brothers and sister, who have patiently watched over me day in & day out, my partner Mike, for his unwavering love and patience , my son Wei, the top reason why the battle is worth fighting for, my doctors, for their expertise and genuine concern, my friends for always remind

Exactly three days from now, bloggers from all over the world become one by posting about the same issue on the same day. This year's Blog Action Day will be about Climate Change . The event aims to raise awareness and spark action across all borders. The series of unfortunate events that hit our country now is great evidence of the effect of climate change in our lives. By asking hundreds of different minds through their blogs to express their viewpoints, we take the topic to many different perspectives - thus creating a catalyst for sustainable solutions to our concerns. Take part. Share and Spread and the word!

Photo from Flickerhappy I was at the House of Representatives earlier to attend a healing session and mass officiated by Fr. Fernando Suarez . As part of the HOR Week celebration, the Congressional Spouses Foundation (CSFI) invited the healing priest over. The south lobby was lined with chairs and an altar was set-up. Some congressmen like Speaker Nograles , and their spouses were present as well as the house employees and their families. The organizers asked the attendees to stick-on color-coded cards (where we're also asked to write on our ailments/concerns). Color coding was based on the gravity of the ailment. I was given a red card which was the color assigned to the gravely ill and cancer patients. Technically, I am neither a cancer patient nor gravely ill. I was - then. But friends and organizers (who were privy to my condition) insisted that I get the red card - and so I did. Red card holders were supposed to sit in front, especially since most were wheelchair-bound.