Is Ronald Mcdonald married?

Did it ever occur to you if the clown-faced, famous Mcdonald Mascot is married? Well for me, it did. More than once.

And I just had my question answered.

Watch this video!

Duwendina

What you see beside the woman is not a mere toddler. By height, she may easily be judged as a child but in heart and in mind, she is a full-grown woman. By her own account, she is 26 years of age. She has been frequenting numerous peryas in our town when I was still a child. She was fondly named, duwendina (because she is thought to have been conceived out of love of a mortal woman and a male dwarf).

Recently, her mother died leaving her to the care of siblings - who were not treating her as humanly as they could. She is often ridiculed for her stature and features but somehow, there is something in her that interests me.

By the way, she does not speak a single word. We communicate to her through our normal tones yet she only gets to answer us with grunts and moans. Throughout her conversation with my Mom, I was just observing. She is normal as all of us are. She confesses to having a crush with my neighbor and even to the point of wanting to bear his child. Throughout the course of our little chit-chat, she bursts into tears saying that she and her crush has parted ways.

Then in dawned to me, life is never really fair. Oftentimes, those who are ridiculed and even discriminated at do not get the happiness they deserve. They live a life of solitude, dependent to the care of those who sympathize.

But for me, I do not pity her. Pity is the worst emotion I could ever afford her. I know she is happy in her own little way, satisfied with the simple life she now enjoys and longing for the one true love that she is waiting to surmount and sweep her off her feet.

I am keeping my fingers crossed until the day she finds him.

Finally...ME!

I have kept my anonymity for more than 3 months. I felt like today is the high time to reveal the face behind the blog - well, not really the face. Hehe. I have always wanted to keep some mystery in me so instead of showing a head shot, I settled with this pic.

I know, I know. It is as good as not having a pic at all. But for now, that is all that I can give. I have been very vocal with some of my posts and I feel like I may get sued for writing how I feel. Hehe.

Good night for now! See you when I get to visit your blogs. I am still busy as a bee but I promise you, I will soon have the time to visit the blogs of my friends that I sorely miss.

Poor Piglet

LONDON (Reuters) - A piglet nicknamed Andrex is recovering after being found in the back of a truck full of toilet paper at a supermarket.

The animal, thought to be two or three weeks old, was discovered in a delivery at a Tesco store in Ilkeston, Derbyshire.

Staff wrapped the piglet in a duvet and called the RSPCA, a Tesco spokesman said Tuesday.

He was taken to an animal shelter in Radcliffe-on-Trent, outside Nottingham, suffering from cuts and bruises to his snout.

"We will now care for him until he is fit enough to be found a permanent home," said Ella Herring, the shelter's deputy manager.

Tesco said store workers were unsure of how the piglet came to be on the truck, but thought it may have been a prank.

"Staff are used to dealing with the unexpected, but little Andrex's arrival was a shock," a Tesco spokesman said. "They took it in their stride, wrapping him up straightaway in a duvet in the manager's office and calling the RSPCA for advice and help."

Be wise, Be Careful

Just when you thought that you have all that is best for you - a family, a satisfactory job and a child that would grow up just like you, you are faced with the most humiliating situation a dad will ever experience.

Watch this!

Three Days of Darkness Part 1

Except for the torrential rains crashing through our roof, Monday, November 19, would have proved to be uneventful (you just don’t know what eventful to me is).

It was more than the usual morning- at least so I thought. I fought the lingering thought of not going to duty (as part of my RLE requirements) drawing me into what seemed like a tug-of-war. Again, the good student in me prevailed and despite the not so favorable weather conditions, I proceeded to ready myself for 8 hours of bout with my Pediatric clients.

Every minute preparing was spent in torment as the rain never ceased - continuously pouring, shouting its presence. Yet my Mom - ever supportive she has been - even afforded me with various options on how to get passed the rising water about a hundred meters from where we live. She said I could just wear shorts in the meantime in order not to soil my all-white nursing uniform. She made sense so I surrendered -every thought of continuing to stick myself to bed amidst the cold season.

True enough; a welcome transportation came to view. An ever-reliable habal2x driver was cruising towards us. Alas, I was safe from the knee-level water. Swiftly and quite hastily, I donned my uniform upon reaching level ground (minus the mud of course). I was rearing to leave but commuting is never easy during rainy days.

Patiently, I waited, checked every available mode of transportation that traversed the wet road, and waited still. Luckily, a ride was in view and the rain momentarily stopped. Lucky break for me or so I thought.

Are you a Liar?

LONDON (AFP) - The "world's biggest liar" has been crowned, after telling a tale about a German World War II submarine invading Britain to capture digital television decoders.

John "Johnny Liar" Graham won the annual competition of tall tales, which is held at the Bridge Inn in Santon Bridge, in the heart of Britain's Lake District national park.

The 69-year-old claimed he stumbled across the U-boat as it prepared a raid on the nearby town of Whitehaven, which has become the first in Britain to switch from analogue to digital television.

Graham, who has won the title five times before, also said he caught a cod that was nine-foot (2.7-metres) long.

"It was a true story," Graham insisted to BBC radio Friday.

The event, which now draws tourists and competitors from around the world, is a homage to a local pub owner called Will Ritson, who regaled his regulars with shaggy dog stories in the 19th century.

Among his claims were that turnips grown in the region were so big people could live in them.

Recent winners have included one competitor who claimed the mountainous Lake District was formed not by ice or volcanic action but by large moles and eels. Another claimed to have discovered the existence of mermaid farms.

Competitors have five minutes to tell the biggest fib without the aid of props. Politicians and lawyers are barred from entering as they are judged to be too skilled at telling porkies.

From: Yahoo!

I signed up for PPP!

Writing has been my passion for almost three quarters of my life. From the moment, I have learned how to go about my pencil up to now that I am 23 years of age, writing has always been an integral part of my existence.

For the love of writing, I started to blog. Through this, I could share my thoughts, express my inner angst and most of all carry out what I affectionately like doing.

When I have heard from fellow bloggers about PayperPost, I was more than intrigued. The thought of being paid while doing your favorite pastime was exhilarating. With PPP, you get a businessperson. One is given opportunities to grab with corresponding prices. The choice is solely to the blogger’s hands. He may choose to write about a product he has and the benefits of it. After posting, when the advertiser approves it, the money is all for the bloggers taking. Interesting, right? Aside from that, one also gets to earn from reviewing posts of fellow bloggers and via their direct referral system.

I have a lot of plans for this Christmas. Truly being part of the PPP family is an added bonus apart from being a welcome relief from the burdens of being broke the past months. For sure, not only me but also my friends will be happy because I can afford them gifts when the yuletide season comes.

I am anticipating for my blog’s approval and hope to do business with PPP as soon as possible. To those who are interested in joining the PPP family, click on this link:

payperpost

Good luck to all bloggers!
May we have a very prosperous year ahead!

Accupuncture

This is again one of those days. I am dead tired and seems like all I see is my bed calling me.

A daily dose of funny things don't hurt. So I give you this...

Enjoy...

Are They Ever Going to Learn?

I commiserate to those who have lost a love one in yet another act of violence that occurred just last night. I feel their pain; I feel the shock of their unexpected deaths; and I grieve with them. I am no longer baffled at how ruthless and heartless the perpetrators are. They have proven time and again what they are capable of and shown their obscure talent of laughing and being triumphant at others' misfortunes.

I am writing this entry just to stress some very important points. Firstly, It's about time measures of security should be changed in this country. If these malevolent individuals or groups penetrated Batasang Pambansa, what makes any other place any safer? What makes you or me less of the next victim? I do not harbor anything harmful to come to anyone, I am but only stating a possibility I wish never happens.

Secondly, to those who claim responsibility of such a horrendous act, I ask you, why? I do not comprehend your way of fighting for your cause. Kidnapping was unacceptable while this one is way overboard. Do you really think killing or harming anyone would justify anything ideal and noble that you fight for? Our government is hopeless. Does it mean you have to obliterate the entire Filipino populace? The end will never justify the means.

Lastly, the Philippines is a wonderful country. To the least, let’s make it livable.

Get 'em before you need 'em

I am not in writing mood. I just got off from duty sa hospital and I am dead tired. In fact, the only thing running in my mind right now is too sleep and get some fast. However, I feel obligated, its my blog and I run the show yet I would slack up and post nothing? Hell no.

Just enjoy it guys as I have had. Wahahahaa!

Bloggerwave

With the advent of online blogging, opportunities for earning have sprouted left and right. Who wouldn't want to earn while doing their passion, right?

I have been writing for the most part of my life but stumbled upon blogging just about recently. I have read some online journals stating the marketability of earning via blogs and since then , I have joined the bandwagon.

I happen to come across about bloggerwave via another famed blog. She mentioned that it was one of the newer blogging-for-pay sites. In fact, their job opportunities pay $10 on the minimum - a very competitive price for such a cut-throat industry. So, I readily applied in the hopes of having my two-month old blog approved. True enough, after two days, I was not disappointed. They have accepted my blog and response was quicker than lightning. So here I am, writing my very first post for them.

I am yet to test whether they pay on time but basing on the comments of fellow bloggers I have read, they are very prompt on that matter.

To end, I am encouraging fellow bloggers to give it a try. Approval system is fast and easy and paying system is prompt. We are all in a win-win situation!

Things You Should Not do in the Urinal

Can you tell me things one should not dare do while in front of a urinal? I have some suggestions.

1. Do not smoke even if its a smoking area.
2. Do not smoke without bringing a lighter.
3. Do not even try to smoke with your fly open and you already in position.
4. Do not drink.
5. Concentrate on what you are doing.

Or else:

You might wanna watch this!

Who Is Alice Kalabaw?

As I have said before, I have this innate talent of making weird code names for people. They maybe people I am close to, people I am annoyed with or just random people who tickle my fancy.

In our class, I have a new classmate. She is maybe in her early 30's, voluptuous to so me point, loud as a stereo in full volume and utterly annoying. I would have not minded her because we merely are classmates and do not co-exist. In short, we do not talk, not even acknowledge each other.

One day, while we were discussing kinky stuffs about nursing (anatomy and sex, anyone?), she quite unceremoniously burst out into what seemed like a tantrum. in all her booming voice's glory, she animatedly giggled and wailed liked a hungry carabao calling out for food. She went into a fit of convulsion-like trance, anyone would have gone to the nearest pharmacy to get her a dose of Carbamazepine should she not have recovered. Thankfully, her tet spell proved to be short-lived and the rude person in me can't help but laugh my head off. She looked ridiculous and atypical of her age on top of being very carabao-like.

What the heck just happened? Is she Crazy? I don't know and don't have plans to find out!

Now ask me, who is Alice Kalabaw? Well, you just got your answer!

See you around Alice K!

Note: THese are mere products of my imagination and any reference to real life is but a mere coincidence.

Nikki Gil and the Toyo Boys

Do you remember the commercial that made Nikki Gil a household name? The one where she is strutting down the street distributing coke bottles to almost everyone she meets?

Remember that commercial that because of fighting over pancit canton, 2 barkadas would have done the most awkward and embarrassing thing they'll ever do in both of their lives?

Lets enjoy it once more!

One for the Prelims

I am very expressive by nature (madaldal in short, negative kc yung connotation ng talkative). I speak my mind, I am very spontaneous. In fact, I may come off as blunt but rather than please you, I tell you what you need to know. Honest to some point, I guess.

However, last week was probably one of the worst testing weeks I have been through. My subjects produced lots of notes to study. I practically read, in estimation, about 200 pages of book pages with the minutest of letters. On top of that, I had the worse headache of my life which turned out to be error of refraction ( An eye problem which will require me to wear corrective glasses). True to every student, I studied. I mean I crammed. That's my style. I study the night before or hours before my scheduled test. It has been working for me the past years but the downside is, I only get to use what I studied for one time. There is lesser retention.

On the first day, my test was easy. It only had 15 numbers of multiple choice that were so easy you'd flunk only if you did not read the notes. The rest of the test was another three essay questions.

On a normal day, I would have loved essay questions. That day was different, with an aching eye making the testpaper a bit blurry, the least I would want is test requiring me to write and write. It my strain my eyes all the more. But who am I to complain? The worse part of it, it continued until the last day of exams. All with essays, all requiring long answers.

My eyes grew tired of it that I passed all papers without rereading my answers. I guess I just have to keep my fingers crossed!

Long Live The Bunnies

I have watched this over some random blog and I can't help but relate to it.

Watch it at your own risk.

1984

At a time when i am but a suckling and all I care in the world is my milk from my mother's bosom, I was oblivious of the surroundings. I was an infant then, alive and kicking yet innocent as an angel.

Makes me wonder, what transpired during that year? What significant occurrence did I miss or failed to appreciate. Here is the answer!

In 1984 (the year you were born)

Ronald Reagan is president of the US On a Challenger mission, two astronauts become the first humans to fly free of a spacecraft An Union Carbide insecticide plant in Bhopal, India seeps toxic gas killing over 2,000 Penthouse magazine publishes nude photographs of Miss America Vanessa Williams The Soviet Union boycotts the Los Angeles Summer Olympics Richard Stallman starts developing GNU "Where's the Beef?" commercial campaign for Wendy's airs for the first time The Apple Macintosh, the first consumer computer to use a computer mouse and GUI interface, is introduced by Apple Ethiopian famine begins Mandy Moore and Avril Lavigne are born Detroit Tigers win the World Series Los Angeles Raiders win Superbowl XVIII Edmonton Oilers win the Stanley Cup Ghost Busters, Beverly Hills Cop, Indiana Jones and the Temple of Doom, Gremlins, and The Karate Kid are top grossing films "When Doves Cry" by Prince and the Revolution spends the most time at the top of US charts Michael Jackson's hair catches fire during the filming of a Pepsi commercial The Cosby Show, Punky Brewster, and Who's the Boss? premiere

What Happened the Year You Were Born?

Help me, Will you?

Ako po ay nanawagan sa lahat ng nagkkakinteres bumasa dito at sa lahat po ng naka-exlinks ko. Tatlong buwan na akong nagboblog ay di narin po mabilang ang aking nakilala at mga naka-ulayaw at mga nakadaupang-palad dahil sa pagka-adik ko sa internet at blogging.

Nitong buwan nato, marami akong natanggap na tag. Subalit, dahil sa akoy likas na tamad ay hindi ko inilista kung sino ang nagtag sa akin at kung ano ang mga iyon. Patuloy and pagpasok ng tag at ako naman, patuloy sa pagmemorya (kuno?). Ngayon, ito'y nakatambak na. Last count po, walo na ta yung mga tags at ang pinakamaganda sa lahat, wala akong alam na paraan para malaman kung sino ang mga iyon. Meron akong natatandaan pero unfair naman sa ibang di ko ma-alala. Minsan talaga, ilang glutaphos man ang inumin mo, may mga hindi ka talaga matandaan.

Ako po ay humihingi ng pasensya. Tulungan nyo po akong magbago. Pakidrop lang po ng comment kung sino man yung meron akong pagkakautang.

Ipinapangako ko po na ang katangahang ito'y hindi ko na uulitin.

Lubos na sumasainyo,

HECKTOR

What Age?

You Are 20 Years Old

Under 12: You are a kid at heart. You still have an optimistic life view - and you look at the world with awe. 13-19: You are a teenager at heart. You question authority and are still trying to find your place in this world. 20-29: You are a twentysomething at heart. You feel excited about what's to come... love, work, and new experiences. 30-39: You are a thirtysomething at heart. You've had a taste of success and true love, but you want more! 40+: You are a mature adult. You've been through most of the ups and downs of life already. Now you get to sit back and relax.

What Age Do You Act?

Is This Goodbye?

Heck no. I am just going to be really busy next week. I will have my prelims exam. (Kailangan pong magsunog ng kilay kasi long overdue na po ang pag-graduate ko sa isang course. If I won't do good, di nako papa-aralin. Hehe)

Heck no. I will be in school and the proximity of an internet cafe has not made itself available to me.(Ang malas. Nasa deadspot ata yung school ko. Meron naman siguro wala lang time na lumaboy at maghanap.)

To my Blogosphere friends, I will be back visiting your websites the earliest Friday or Saturday.

Enough drama. Signing off!

Just Your Opinion Please

I did not really plan to change my name. I mean, not at least this soon. But my goofy friend Fer Bert, out of sheer initiative I guess, was sensitive (?) enough to come up with a new monicker for me.

Most of my blogging friends know me as crazed_heck. As I have mentioned in my blogville, heck is my operative word. This is because heck does not necessarily imply something negative but can also mean way positive. In short, I'm being safe. Maybe one of the few times I have been in middle.

Now for the nick, he got it from my favorite expression. Thus, he quite amusingly labeled me HECKTOR. I find the name a been goony ( yung parang sa goon sa movie if there is even a word) and mysterious (reminds me of Beast in the fairy tale).

I ask you all my friends, is it befitting me? All comments are appreciated.

Long Overdue

As of press time, I probably have around 5 more tags to do so might as well start my first before it increases any further. The very long vacation has got the ningas-cogon in me going so just when it is almost over, I finally found the time (heheheh)to do it.

I was tagged by Ms. Ester of My Days In My Mind. She was , I assume, interested in seeing my desktop so here it is.

Now a little explanation about the desktop, I was actually in senti mode the past weeks and I felt like it (desktop) should be a representation of my mood. Although I am happier these days, again the sloth in me never got the chance to change my desktop.

For the hard part, I am passing this tag to my pareng Fer Bert. I am only passing it to one because I feel like everybody else has done it. Hehehe.

[TAG STARTS HERE]My Desktop Free View Instruction:
Upon receiving this tag, immediately perform a screen capture of your desktop. It is best that no icons be deleted before the screen capture so as to add to the element of fun.
You can do a screen capture by:


[1] Going to your desktop and pressing the PRT SCR(located on the right side of the F12 key - I used key Snipping Tool of Window Vistasince my print screen is not working -).

[2] Open a graphics program (like Picture Manager, Paint, or Photoshop) and do a Paste (CTRL + V).

[3] If you wish, you can “edit” the image, before saving it.

Post the picture in your blog You can also give a short explanation on the look of your desktop just below it if you want. You can explain why you preferred such look or why is it full of icons. Things like that. Tag five of your friends and ask them to give you a Free View of their desktop as well.(Don't forget to notify them by any proper means so they'll know you tag them)


Add your name to this list of Free Viewers with a link pointing directly to your Desktop Free View post to promote it to succeeding participants.Desktop Freeview Participants: iRonnie, Thess , Rebecca,Knoizki, Rino, Beng, Melai, OFW Life,Ester, crazed_heck [your link][TAG ENDS HERE]

Red Panda Love

Humans often fall short of showing how they really feel. We become preoccupied with daily tasks that even the simplest of pleasures are no longer appreciated. Why don't we follow these red Pandas from Japan? Despite their dwindling number, they never fail to show they care for each other.

Who is Inday?

Out of nowhere sprouted a young and new champion of the masses. She possesses the eloquence of a royal princess, the grace of a prima-ballerina and the intelligence of Einstein. Who would have expected that a house help (often ridiculed for not having mastered tagalog after being shipped from the province) would rise up to the challenge, speak four languages and even beat Katrina Halili as the sexiest woman of the world?

Well it happened and she has joined yet another medium - Blogging.

Catch her blog here.

A Potent Cure for Those Days

Hahahaha. Parang brand ng sanitary pad ang title ko.

There are those days when you wake up and you are pissed like you've never been pissed in your whole life. With easy provocation, you could possibly toast anyone as if you could breathe fire through your nose. The feeling of blood rising as fast as the mercury on any gauge drives you into cussing at the slightest mistakes, at your neighbors who despite this early has found the guts to sing their hearts out in full volume (sa bohay kong itu!, i would have laughed my head off on a normal day if I heard this), at your dog for greeting you good morning and at just about anything.

Instead of sulk and be consumed with anger, I visited the website of one wacky friend. True to any testament, a good laugh would wear away any traces of one's sour mood. At least for me it did. I am now able to perform my activities of daily living (nurse po ito dapat ADL's talaga). I have managed to let free the wrath that has been slowly consuming me. So now, I am up and about, ready to face the world with a renewed mood.

Salamat Pareng Fer Bert!

Spongebob Dance

While browsing through Yahoo, I happen to chance upon an article regarding my fave cartoon character, Spongebob. I would have expected the video (it was with the article) to be resembling of the all yellow, green and blue surroundings of bikini bottom but was surprised to see real people. It turns out, the article was about the dance step that spongebob, quite unknowingly, started and is now taking the hiphop scene by storm.

See How Happy He Is?

Gramps

Lucky me, I have never had an encounter with the third kind, with creatures of the dark, with souls who stray due to unfinished businesses and other what have yous. I am fortunate but one of my friends is not.

In the spirit of the All Hallows Day, I am going to share one of her story.

As a child, they had yearly vacations to Zamboanga for family reunion on her paternal side. All cousins meet together and play in the ancestral house of her family. On one seemingly uneventful year (she was 6 or 7 then), she opted to stay upstairs instead of doing the usual mingling with relatives and other immediate family members.

While busying herself with playing on her own, she, quite inadvertently, chanced to gaze upon the open capiz window by the bedside. To her surprise, she saw a beaming figure of an old man smiling radiantly at her. Instead of getting scared, she curiously checked out the man because he looked utterly unfamiliar. She felt like there was a force of some sort drawing him to her. With her intent look, she examined the man's features: typical Spanish Mestizo about 70 years of age with a fair complexion and somewhat pointed nose. She thought maybe it was one of her relatives because of thier Spanish ancestry. As she pressed closer to ogle at him some more, she realized that somehow he was floating. Still it did not matter to her because it could very well be the usual finesse of second generation Spanish mestizos. An inch closer, she , finally, saw his feet and to her horror, he was indeed suspended in the midair. She was stuck for a moment consumed by surmounting fear and overwhelming confusion. Sweats have started to trickle on her young forehead. In minutes, it was pouring like a pounding rain. When she came back to her senses, he was still there - still beaming, still smiling. With all the energy she could muster, she ran as fast as she could and traversed 20 steps of the stairways in split seconds. She did not realize she could even do that but heck, she'll go as far as where the man is that moment.

With her panting like a dog, she reached the sala. Her relatives were somehow unmindful of the obvious fear in her face. They did not seem to show the littlest of concern.

One even said, "Ingon ana jud na siya day. Imo tong lolo. Namatay siya before paka nataw." (He's always as playful as that. He is your grandfather. He died before you were even born)

And it was the beginning of her numerous encounters with the unknown. She has grown used to it that even their anguish, their moans, and their pleadings for help didn't scare her anymore.

Note: I am happy I am not one of those who has an opened third eye. The scariest of my encounters was when a big brown moth flew by me on the same day my own lolo was to be buried. I was not able to attend the interment because of pre-scheduled things to be done in school.