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Mahal ning pagkatulia kay kapila paknga...

Quote from: Junbags on August 23, 2012, 08:09:47 PM
kahibawo mog kinsay ila gibantayan?... ang b***t...basin makasulod...delikado...

Unsa ni? Pwede man gud "b*yot", pwede pud "bil*t"...

Quote from: islander on August 23, 2012, 02:32:59 PM
mao gyod.  they're not prepared for real combat kay nagtsinelas.  unsaon na lang pagdagan...

Au contraire. They're prepared for real combat, no retreat, no surrender. Their battle cry: Don't give up the toilet!

O kaha Michelangelo Ginarrote...

Quote from: islander on August 23, 2012, 02:26:22 PM
kun photoshop nga kanang program nga mo-edit, no way.  di ko kahibawo unsaon na uy.  pero kun photoshop nga mag-shop ug photos sa internet, type nako, hehe.  the internet highway is full of surprises. 

besides, sa una ra ko nakamatikod nga daghan dinhi sa tb maayong mang-post ug photos... bag-o pa ko namatikdan dayon nako si statesville.  dayon naay hubag, hehehe.  practice na lang pod ko uy. 

Na hala. Following is a gallery sa iyang mga ig-agaw...

Amat-amat lang...

I don't see any problem at all in the way I study our language. The observation that it lacks corresponding structures or patterns found in other languages is not meant to diminish it, but rather to point out its peculiarity, or at least an aspect of it.  In fact, that our language apparently does not distinguish between the English notions of simple present and present progressive is to me a lesser linguistic "deficiency" than the lack of distinction in English in a usage of the pronoun "we": whether it includes ("kita") or excludes ("kami") the one being addressed.

Quote from: Lollapalooza on August 22, 2012, 09:25:47 PM
"I think happiness is what makes you pretty. Period. Happy people are beautiful. They become like a mirror and they reflect that happiness." -- Drew Barrymore --

He he, dili tanan nga mamudmod mabungi...

Unfortunately, the extent to which we can speculate about the capabilities of other intelligent beings is limited by our own intelligence. If they are smarter than us, we can conceive them to be more proficient in science and engineering. Just like a Neanderthal would probably imagine (if he even could imagine) more sophisticated beings to be much more formidable hunters and tool makers, while being unable to conceive art, diplomacy, metaphysics, or semantics the way we see them. What sort of concepts could a more developed intelligence conceive that we can’t even begin to comprehend, no matter how much our science and technology advance? What level of insight into the nature of life do they have?

Again, going back to the Neanderthal analogy, just imagine that we come into contact with a race that’s just as intellectually capable as the Neanderthal: they would understand their encounter with us very differently from the way we would understand it. They are limited by their brain and would not comprehend our efforts to communicate with them; meanwhile, we would be frustrated and disappointed, as our interaction with them would prove fruitless. Now imagine that we come into contact with a race that’s much, much smarter than us, such that their advantage over us is the same as ours is over the Neanderthal. Would they be frustrated by our inability to do and comprehend what they can do and comprehend? Or is there a minimum level of intelligence that we’ve already achieved, past which all forms of communication are possible? (The same way there is a minimum level of intelligence that dogs have achieved, past which they are as capable as we are of identifying their “loved ones.”)

The concept of cosmicism, developed by fiction writer H. P. Lovecraft, is more or less related to this issue, as it describes the inability of humanity to comprehend much greater forces that rule the universe, and proposed that the magnitude of these forces renders us insignificant in the grand scheme of things. -- http://listverse.com/

Tigran Vartanovich Petrosian (17 June 1929 â€" 13 August 1984) was a Soviet-Armenian grandmaster, and World Chess Champion from 1963 to 1969. He was nicknamed "Iron Tigran" due to his almost impenetrable defensive playing style, which emphasised safety above all else. He was a Candidate for the World Championship on eight occasions (1953, 1956, 1959, 1962, 1971, 1974, 1977 and 1980). He won the world championship in 1963 (against Botvinnik), successfully defended it in 1966 (against Spassky), and lost it in 1969 (to Spassky). Thus he was the defending World Champion or a World Championship candidate in ten consecutive three-year cycles. He won the Soviet Championship four times (1959, 1961, 1969, and 1975), --Wiki

Quote from: TUBAGBOHOL.com on August 22, 2012, 08:08:24 AM
93   Tigran L Petrosian   2661   GM   13301616    Armenia   614   1984

Tigran L. Petrosian was born on 17 September 1984. His first name was deliberately chosen by his father to match the name of the former world champion Tigran V. Petrosian who was also of Armenian descent. It happened that, when the late Tigran won the world title, Tigran's father dreamt that if he ever had a son he would call him Tigran. As it happened, the ex-world champ died a month before Tigran L. Petrosian was born. --Wiki

Mao ba? Di lagi na apil sa balita...

He he, di ba kaha ni siya honorary member lang?

Quote from: TUBAGBOHOL.com on August 22, 2012, 10:46:31 AM
Bohol Governor Edgar M. Chatto issued a memo today directing all offices of the provincial, city, municipal and barangay governments in the Province of Bohol to fly all national flags at half mast in honor of the Late DILG Secretary Jesse Robredo who died in a plane crash until the day of his burial.

PROCLAMATION NO. 460

DECLARING NATIONAL DAYS OF MOURNING OVER THE PASSING OF SECRETARY JESSE M. ROBREDO FROM 21 AUGUST 2012 TO THE DATE OF HIS INTERMENT

WHEREAS, Secretary Jesse M. Robredo was appointed as the Secretary of the Department of the Interior and Local Government (DILG) and as a champion for good governance, was instrumental in the implementation of far-reaching reforms in local governance;

WHEREAS, Secretary Robredo served with utmost dedication as Mayor of Naga City from 1988 to 1998 and from 2001 to 2010;

WHEREAS, his outstanding performance as Mayor of Naga earned him numerous awards such as the Magsaysay Award for Government Service in 2000, the first Filipino mayor to be conferred the distinction;

WHEREAS, the nation has lost one of its great leaders and public servants; and,

WHEREAS, his many virtues as a public servant have permanently earned for him the gratitude of the City he led, and the Republic he served.

NOW, THEREFORE, I, BENIGNO S. AQUINO III, President of the Philippines, by virtue of the power vested in me by law, do hereby proclaim 21 August 2012 to the date of his interment as National Days of Mourning.

As provided for by law, for a period of six (6) days, the national flag shall be flown at half-mast from sunrise to sunset in all government buildings and installations in the Philippines and in our posts abroad.

Further, from 21 August 2012 until the date of interment, the flags shall be lowered to half-mast in Malacañan Palace, the City of Naga, and in all offices and installations of DILG, Bureau of Fire Protection (BFP), Bureau of Jail Management and Penology (BJMP), Local Government Academy (LGA), National Police Commission (NAPOLCOM), Philippine National Police (PNP), and Philippine Public Safety College (PPSC).

Done in the City of Manila, this 21st day of August, in the year of Our Lord, Two Thousand and Twelve.

Hmm, Photoshopper pud diay nis Islander...

Hmm, liquid diet? Parehas diay sa diet ni Bay Bugsay...

Quote from: chicogon on August 16, 2012, 06:41:40 AM
Governor Bugsay of Balingsya

Quote from: bugsay on August 22, 2012, 07:46:01 PM
naana sab ning balitang botbot....hehehe

Nga ikaw paingon mahimong gobernador sa Bohol?

African Swine Fever? Sounds terrifying indeed...

Quote from: islander on August 22, 2012, 12:42:09 AM
Top 10 Most Dangerous Plants in the World

Over millions of years, plants have developed some crafty ways to fend off hungry animals. Deadly neurotoxins, thorns capable of puncturing car tires, and powerful digestive enzymes are just a few.  Following the recent discovery of Nepenthes attenboroughii, a giant pitcher plant large enough to digest rodents, PM tracked down poison-plant aficionado Amy Stewart to discuss some of the world's deadliest plants.  Stewart, who is the author of Wicked Plants: A Book of Botanical Atrocities, lives in Eureka, Calif., where she tends a garden that contains more than 30 different species of poisonous plants.

By Chris Sweeney

1. Most likely to eat a rat
Giant Pitcher Plant: Nepenthes attenboroughii



Discovered more than 5000 feet above sea level on Mount Victoria in the Philippines, the giant, carnivorous pitcher plant secretes a nectar-like substance to lure unsuspecting prey into a pool of enzymes and acid.  A series of sticky, downward ribs makes it nearly impossible for trapped prey to escape.  The plant's 30-centimeter diameter is large enough to trap unlucky rodents, but insects are its most common meal.  Pitcher plants, of which there are about 600 different species, tend to grow in nitrogen-deficient environments, and therefore get their nutrients from decaying victims.

Goodbye, Miss Mousey...

Oh, well, here's a related Wiki item:


In Fascist Italy under the regime of Benito Mussolini, castor oil was one of the tools of the Blackshirts. Political dissidents were force-fed large quantities of castor oil by Fascist squads. This technique was said to have been originated by Gabriele D'Annunzio. Victims of this treatment did sometimes die, as the dehydrating effects of the oil-induced diarrhea often complicated the recovery from the nightstick beating they also received along with the castor oil; however, even those victims who survived had to bear the humiliation of the laxative effects resulting from excessive consumption of the oil.

It is said Mussolini's power was backed by "the bludgeon and castor oil". In lesser quantities, castor oil was also used as an instrument of intimidation, for example, to discourage civilians or soldiers who would call in sick either in the factory or in the military. Since its healing properties were widely exaggerated, abuse could be easily masked under pretense of a doctor's prescription. It took decades after Mussolini's death before the myth of castor oil as a panacea for a wide range of diseases and medical conditions was totally demystified, as it was also widely administered to pregnant women, elderly or mentally-ill patients in hospitals in the false belief it had no negative side effects.

It was also often used as both a punishment and torture by the Spanish Nationalists, led by Francisco Franco, as they purged Spain of those who supported the democratic, left-wing Republic during the Spanish Civil War.

Quote from: islander on August 22, 2012, 12:45:22 AM
2. Most likely to be in your garden now
Castor Bean Plant: Ricinus communis



Castor-bean plants can be purchased at just about any garden center, despite containing the deadly poison ricin.  Amy Stewart, author of Wicked Plants and poisonous plant expert, has an affinity for the plant and grows several in her poison garden.  Concerned gardeners can simply pluck the seeds off the plant, Stewart says, which is where the ricin is stored.  Though the process to extract enough ricin and process it into a weapon is complex, Las Vegas authorities have discovered the toxin in a hotel room in February 2008, and the KGB used it to permanently silence opposition.

Hmm, di ba gigamit man ang oil ani isip laxative?

Cool. Mas nakahibawo diay sila nga tua sa gawas...

He he, kujaw jamog pangalan bataa, the great nang daan...

Ah, subsidies. What a headache, with the little that can go around...

Carlsen playing simultaneous chess in Molde in July 2004

Sven Magnus Øen Carlsen (born 30 November 1990) is a Norwegian chess Grandmaster and chess prodigy who is currently the number-one ranked player in the world. In January 2010 he became the seventh player in history to be ranked number one in the world on the official FIDE rating list. His peak rating is 2837, the second highest in history (after Garry Kasparov's 2851 set July 1999 to January 2000).

On 26 April 2004 Carlsen became a Grandmaster at the age of 13 years, 148 days, making him the third-youngest Grandmaster in history. On 1 January 2010 the new FIDE rating list was published, and at the age of 19 years, 32 days, he became the youngest chess player in history to be ranked world number one, breaking the record previously held by Vladimir Kramnik. Carlsen was also the 2009 World blitz chess champion.

His performance at the Septemberâ€"October 2009 Nanjing Pearl Spring tournament has been described as one of the greatest in history and lifted him to an Elo rating of 2801, making him the fifth player to achieve a rating over 2800 â€" and aged 18 years 10 months at the time, by far the youngest to do so. --Wiki

By AFP
Tue, Aug 21, 2012





The Melis siblings on the island of Sardinia are officially the world's oldest with nine brothers and sisters clocking up a total of 818 years between them, Italian newspapers reported on Tuesday.

The oldest sibling, Consolata, is 104 and has nine children, 24 grand-children and 25 great-grandchildren, the reports said, adding that the longevity of the Melis had been recognised as a Guinness World Record.

Consolata will turn 105 on Wednesday, the reports said, adding that the Guinness certification followed a seven-year review around the world.

The Melis are from the village of Perdasdefogu in the southeastern corner of the island, which has some of the oldest people in the world.

The next oldest are Claudia (99), Maria (97), Antonio (93), Concetta (91), Adolfo (89), Vitalio (86), Vitalia (81), and Mafalda (78).

Claudia still attends mass every week and Adolfo runs the local bar.

Luca Deiana, a professor of clinical biochemistry at the university of Sassari in Sardinia who has studied some 2,500 centenarians on the island since 1996 said the longevity of local inhabitants was due to various factors.

"On the one hand it is about genetics, about inherited longevity... but there is also the bounty of the land and the local fruit, particularly pears and prunes," he was quoted as saying by Corriere della Sera.

He also said strong local family traditions contributed to long life.

Oops, too close for comfort...

Here's a no-nonsense piece by Ray Bradbury, from his keynote address to a symposium of writers. Reading through it, one realizes that it applies not only to writing, but actually to whatever one is doing--in short, to life as we know it.


I want your loves to be multiple. I don’t want you to be a snob about anything. Anything you love, you do it. It’s got to be with a great sense of fun. Writing is not a serious business. It’s a joy and a celebration. You should be having fun with it. Ignore the authors who say “Oh, my God, what word? Oh, Jesus Christ…”, you know. Now, to hell with that. It’s not work. If it’s work, stop and do something else.

Now, what I’m thinking of is, people always saying “Well, what do we do about a sudden blockage in your writing? What if you have a blockage and you don’t know what to do about it?” Well, it’s obvious you’re doing the wrong thing, don’t you? In the middle of writing something you go blank and your mind says: “No, that’s it.” Ok. You’re being warned, aren’t you? Your subconscious is saying “I don’t like you anymore. You’re writing about things I don’t give a damn for.” You’re being political, or you’re being socially aware. You’re writing things that will benefit the world. To hell with that! I don’t write things to benefit the world. If it happens that they do, swell. I didn’t set out to do that. I set out to have a hell of a lot of fun.

I’ve never worked a day in my life. I’ve never worked a day in my life. The joy of writing has propelled me from day to day and year to year. I want you to envy me, my joy. Get out of here tonight and say: “Am I being joyful?” And if you’ve got a writer’s block, you can cure it this evening by stopping whatever you’re writing and doing something else. You picked the wrong subject.

by Pablo Neruda


You start dying slowly
if you do not travel,
if you do not read,
If you do not listen to the sounds of life,
If you do not appreciate yourself.

You start dying slowly
When you kill your self-esteem;
When you do not let others help you.

You start dying slowly
If you become a slave of your habits,
Walking everyday on the same paths,
If you do not change your routine,
If you do not wear different colours
Or you do not speak to those you don’t know.

You start dying slowly
If you avoid to feel passion
And their turbulent emotions;
Those which make your eyes glisten
And your heart beat fast.

You start dying slowly
If you do not change your life when you are not satisfied with your job, or with your love,
If you do not risk what is safe for the uncertain,
If you do not go after a dream,
If you do not allow yourself,
At least once in your lifetime,
To run away from sensible advice.

From Devotions upon Emergent Occasions (1623)


Perchance, he for whom this bell tolls may be so ill, as that he knows not it tolls for him; and perchance I may think myself so much better than I am, as that they who are about me, and see my state, may have caused it to toll for me, and I know not that. The church is catholic, universal, so are all her actions; all that she does belongs to all. When she baptizes a child, that action concerns me; for that child is thereby connected to that body which is my head too, and ingrafted into that body whereof I am a member. And when she buries a man, that action concerns me: all mankind is of one author, and is one volume; when one man dies, one chapter is not torn out of the book, but translated into a better language; and every chapter must be so translated; God employs several translators; some pieces are translated by age, some by sickness, some by war, some by justice; but God's hand is in every translation, and his hand shall bind up all our scattered leaves again for that library where every book shall lie open to one another. As therefore the bell that rings to a sermon calls not upon the preacher only, but upon the congregation to come, so this bell calls us all; but how much more me, who am brought so near the door by this sickness.

There was a contention as far as a suit (in which both piety and dignity, religion and estimation, were mingled), which of the religious orders should ring to prayers first in the morning; and it was determined, that they should ring first that rose earliest. If we understand aright the dignity of this bell that tolls for our evening prayer, we would be glad to make it ours by rising early, in that application, that it might be ours as well as his, whose indeed it is.

The bell doth toll for him that thinks it doth; and though it intermit again, yet from that minute that this occasion wrought upon him, he is united to God. Who casts not up his eye to the sun when it rises? but who takes off his eye from a comet when that breaks out? Who bends not his ear to any bell which upon any occasion rings? but who can remove it from that bell which is passing a piece of himself out of this world?

No man is an island, entire of itself; every man is a piece of the continent, a part of the main. If a clod be washed away by the sea, Europe is the less, as well as if a promontory were, as well as if a manor of thy friend's or of thine own were: any man's death diminishes me, because I am involved in mankind, and therefore never send to know for whom the bell tolls; it tolls for thee.

Neither can we call this a begging of misery, or a borrowing of misery, as though we were not miserable enough of ourselves, but must fetch in more from the next house, in taking upon us the misery of our neighbours. Truly it were an excusable covetousness if we did, for affliction is a treasure, and scarce any man hath enough of it. No man hath affliction enough that is not matured and ripened by it, and made fit for God by that affliction. If a man carry treasure in bullion, or in a wedge of gold, and have none coined into current money, his treasure will not defray him as he travels. Tribulation is treasure in the nature of it, but it is not current money in the use of it, except we get nearer and nearer our home, heaven, by it. Another man may be sick too, and sick to death, and this affliction may lie in his bowels, as gold in a mine, and be of no use to him; but this bell, that tells me of his affliction, digs out and applies that gold to me: if by this consideration of another's danger I take mine own into contemplation, and so secure myself, by making my recourse to my God, who is our only security.

Magpunay na lang og hinambid?

Naisahan siya...

Smiling tanan, hasta baboy...

Quote from: islander on August 09, 2012, 04:10:15 PM

Like a boss...

Dugayang naabot sa ilong si Singkit, oi...

Apan dihang gipangutana sa mga pulis, hugtano siyang nihimakak nga nakaligis siya niadtong higayuna, samtang wa siyay nabantayan.

Gidala siya sa Pinamungahan Police station tungod kay dunay testigos nga nakatumbok kaniya ug sa awto niining gimaniho nga nisibat human sa insedenti.

Siya gitanggong samtang gihikay ang tukmang kasong ipasaka batok kaniya.

Sa pikas nga bahin, lima ka mga tawo ang nangaangol human sa karambola sa upat ka mga sakyanan kagahapon sa alas 5:45 sa kadlawon sa national highway sa Barangay Estaca, lungsod sa Compostela.

Ang mga sakyanan nga nagkarambola naglakip sa usa ka Mitsubishi pick up (JDJ-196) nga gimaniho Marcianito Mata, taga Cambanay Danao; Richie bus (GWN-147) nga gimaniho ni Rolando Ycot, 44, taga Calape, Daanbantayan; Ceres Bus (FWA-965) nga gimaniho ni Freddie Gigante 38, taga Sagay City, Negros Occidental ug mini bus (GXG-145) gimaniho ni Adonis Ardisa 37, minyo.

Si SPO2 Pedro Enriquez, sa Compostela Police, miila sa mga biktima nga sila si Mata ug pasahero niini nga si Adriano Nadela ingon man sila si Junilyne Luhinog ug Carlojane Borja, pulos mga pasahero sa sa minus bus ug driver nga si Ardisa.

Matod ni Enriquez nga ang pick-up ug ang Ritchie mini bus paingon sa dakbayan sa Sugbo samtang gikasugat nila ang Ceres bus ingon man laing mini bus nga paingon sa norte nga bahin.

Gipatik sa mantalaang SuperBalita Cebu Agosto 21, 2012.

Ni Guam P. Logroño
Monday, August 20, 2012


TUNGOD sa wa gyud niya pagpaminaw human siya badlunga sa di pagkatug taliwa sa karsada sa makatulo ka mga higayon tungod sa kahubog, bartender naligsan sa usa ka awto ug napisat samtang naghigda sa highway sa Brgy. Pandacan, lungsod sa Pinamungajan.

Namatay diha-diha tungod sa pagkabali sa iyang kabukogan ug pagkapisat sa iyang nawong ang biktimang giilang si Bayron Cabante, 40, minyo, bartender sa Ranch Resort sa Brgy. Bato, dakbayan sa Toledo.

Gisikop si Rodolfo Manguilimotan, 64, minyo, taga Barangay Sacsac, Pinamungajan, human dunay nakakuha sa plate number GEX-877 sa Mazda nga awto nga iyang gimaniho.

Si PO2 Alcris Labrador, sakop sa alert team sa Pinamungahan Police, nga nahinabi sa Sun.Star Superbalita nagkanayon nga ang biktima hubog kay nag-inom uban sa mga paryente ug mga higala.

Tungod sa kahubog, diha na siya matulog sa karsada hinungdan nga gibadlong sa iyang ig-agaw aron di kini madisgrasya.

Sa pagkakadlawon kagahapon, gibadlong na usab siya sa mga barangay tanod kay natulog pagbalik sa karsada.

Nipatuo man tuod apan nibalik na usab sa pagkatulog taliwa sa karsada diin ang unang sakyanan nga multicab milihay dihang nakakitang dunay natulog sa tunga sa karsada.

Si Manguilimotan nga nagsunod wa makabanatay hinungdan nga naligsan ang biktima.

Apan inay mohunong, nipaturatoy kini sa pagpadagan sa iyang sakyanan paingon sa dakbayan sa Toledo.

Dunay nakakuha sa plate number sa sakyanan hinungdan nga gipahibawo sa mga residenti ang mi-responding pulis, nga nakig-alayon sa kapulisan sa dakbayan sa Toledo.

Ang awto didto ma-intercept sa kapulisan sa Toledo sa terminal diin si Manguilimotan dunay gihatod nga mga pasahero.

Quote from: islander on August 21, 2012, 01:43:11 AM
acting has been brought even to the august senate halls lately, as you may know.

He he, you can take the boy out of showbiz but you can't take showbiz out of the boy...

Hmm, true to her avatar...

Manghod lag gamay sa hobo ang dating...

Hmm, lahi pud lagi ang kolor sa mata...

Model citizen galing ang tag-iya ani nga doggy...

Quote from: statesville on August 21, 2012, 01:27:02 PM
aw,  maayo hinoon kusog ang negosyo sa ospital ug sementeryo   

Luoy lang tawon ang biktima sa second-hand smoke...

Quote from: hubag bohol on August 21, 2012, 10:35:46 AM
The WHO says tobacco already kills around 6 million people a year worldwide, including more than 600,000 non-smokers who die from exposure to second-hand smoke.

Quote from: islander on August 21, 2012, 01:19:28 PM
posible, bisag hugot akong pagtuo nga basta taga sa balingsya way kahadlokan.    

Mo lang. Mao pa man gani ang manghasi...

Kon kuwang sa budget, balhibo na lang sa tikarol. Nindot baya pud...

Maayo ra pud nga panagsa ra kit-an...

2012

2011

2010 â€" At the 2010 Academy Awards.

With ex-girlfriend Mila Kunis.

2009

2006

His mugshot when he was arrested for possession of marijuana.

2004

1999 â€" With ex-wife Rachel Miner, they were married for two years and divorced in 1999.

1994

1993

With Michael Jordan and Michael Jackson at the video shoot for Jam.

1991

1988

He he... 

  Mako jamo, an!

                               
                                         

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