I am about to give Iron Man the highest possible rating I possibly can. And here it is: Iron Man brings me back to when I was 9.
For isn’t that what every little kid wanted to be? Tinkering with toys in a well lit, well equipped workroom, dreaming fantastic dreams, building fantastic things?
I know my previous post has probably revealed more about me than I’m usually comfortable writing about, but I took the time to let it sink in and have decided its gonna stay as is. I’ve always thought the way to grow was to take yourself out of your comfort zone, and by golly mission accomplished I think.
At any rate, I was trying to concentrate on a PBA game (Red Bull v Coca Cola, score is 51-56 respectively, 5 mins. left in the 3rd), when I decided to pick up my old trusty laptop and blog. I’ve been a fairly productive blogger today, making scheduled posts for ballex and one each for the two other sites.
I enjoy scheduling up posts, as it makes me feel like my ducks are in a row, one of my most oft used phrases these past few weeks, basically it gets right pat down exactly how I feel when I actually get to accomplish things. Jill and I have even started naming our ducks (much like the way we name our cameras and cellphones and other things). For example, paying bills are ‘Bill Ducks’, and trips to the bank are ‘Bank Ducks’. Yes I know. It boggles the mind how creative we can be.
I hadn’t had a vacation until, let’s see it was the end of the UAAP season then, so was it Aug 2007? Anyway it was at Boracay, but for some odd reason it wasn’t as fulfilling a holiday as I’d thought it’d be. I remember going there in 1995 and back then Boracay was TRULY beautiful. I was with my friends Geo and Maite and her very large family and it was fun like crazy happy fun. I remember Geo didn’t even know how to eat with his hands or flush the toilet with a bucket of water, rich kid that he was, and was the constant butt of jokes because of. But I especially remember my best friend Yna and the laughs we used to have. She was the very first person to tell me that I should write, and in high school I would type these long notes for her after school and she’d read them and tell me what she thought. She was a strict critic and one of the first people I knew whom I’d trade thoughts of on books and movies, and we talked for hours over these things.
I need to prepare a proposal, print it and get myself ready for a meeting 3 hours from now so what better time to blog right?!
Just wanted to say things have been so super hectic that I missed an important appointment yesterday, completely forgetting about the fact that we rescheded our meeting for Monday when all along I thought it was still for Tuesday. I turned off my cell in the AM yesterday so it wouldn’t bother me during something important we were doing, and when I turned it on I got a message saying they ‘were at le coeur’, apparently waiting. I think I turned white.
So according to the PCX’s handy downloadable pricelist, I can buy these:
Athlon 64 X2 4400 Dual core Box (P3,120)
Transcend 2GB 667 (1,560)
and the
ECS 6100SM-M/M2 nForce/V-pcie/S/L (P1,980), which as far as I can make out is otherwise known on the ECS website as GeForce6100PM-M2 (V2.0), although I wouldn’t be surprised if I were wrong.
and finally
.. has got to be this one. John Dacanay wrote it while I provided the images (which has haaaarrrrd). John’s incredible basketball knowledge continues to astound me. He really is a walking basketball encyclopedia and I’m proud to help him in every way with his goal to eventually release a book.
Some interesting factoids (which I probably should publish on BallEx instead but am writing here anyway why not), is Billy Ray Bate’s terrible fall to disgrace, after having been feted like the 2nd coming here, going back to the US, falling into drink and cocaine which eventually culminated in trying to holdup a Texaco station, where he got $5.00 and 7 years in prison. All after what would’ve been promising careers playing as a Laker, a Trailblazer, a Rocket, a Bullet and a Crispa Redmanizer amongst many teams, even saying that while he was here, he was ‘like Michael Jordan. I could have anything I wanted. All I had to do was snap my fingers. I had my own condo, my own car and my own bodyguard with an Uzi. I had to fight off the women.‘.
Gold’s 2x a week – By some amazing stroke of luck I was able to score an annual membership GC for Gold’s Gym which I am promptly using 2x a week. Gold’s is amazing, especially when coming from this:
Don’t knock it though. From that lowly garage I turned out pretty ok. It’s just the space is tight and of course, everything stops when the car is there.
Kikay and Ballex are both running writing contests right now.
Primary purpose of which is to increase content and content sources, and consequently lessen our loads so we can concentrate on newer, exciting stuff.
But hey if it helps weed out a few budding writers out there, why not, right? This is my hope I think, secretly. The country’s lack of focus on education over the past decades is starting to show. Where once we produced some of the highest touted, well educated people in Asia, the kids I encounter these days are near illiterate, and can’t tell a book from a paperweight.
I was dead tired from the gym and was nodding off to sleep around 130pm last Sat when I heard a neighbour frantically banging on another neighbour’s door. It was enough to tear my aching lazy ass from bed to look out the window, where I immediately noticed the inordinate amount of smoke and ashes!!! flying around. Suddenly my body didn’t ache anymore, and after checking from the backside of our house my fears were confirmed.
.. and admit to the many many readers of this blog (all two of them), that I am unsure of what to do re the kids I used to coach. As I explained two posts ago (go on, scroll down before you continue reading this), we broke off our relationship on a terrible note. Primarily I was sore at a particular kid for not coming when I was calling out to him, effectively turning his back on me. This made my blood boil. I have had 3 coaches in my life, and I would never, ever ever ever in any situation no matter how bad, turn away from them. I would question them, beg and cajole and get snooty and bratty at them, but NEVER turn my back on them.
But on the other hand, they’re just kids (14 – 17). I neglected to mention that previous to the altercation that started the whole affair, that I was pretty sore at them for not following my instructions. I taught them pick and roll drills over and over, but they couldn’t, they wouldn’t execute. MY GOD I felt so frustrated, and I made sure they heard me when I told them so.