HEY HO

I couldn't resist... It's Christmas Time!!!

Quotient (?) Quotables

"I look like a luchador, I need a mask. Bato-man!" My dad, when he tried out the bike-suit I got him for Christmas. 

"God make the world round. There is no corners. That means everything must be fair." My mom, arguing that she's entitled to change the channel to Filipino TV because she allowed me to eat the tamales our neighbors gave us. 

"We got a remote control caddy for Christmas and you put it next to TV because it looks nice. Doesn't make sense." My sister, as she sat down on the couch and found out all the remotes are all the way over there. 

'Tis the season

Walk Hard

More like Walk Suck. Greatly disappointing.

Paladin Skrempfs +13

Zombie Apocalypse

I've decided after watching I am Legend (other than putting the book it's based on on my winter reading list) that wherever I live in the future, it better have booby traps with bombs, a sequentially planned security system that isolates and eliminates intruders, a bomb shelter with 1 month's worth of preserved food complete with shotguns and grenades hidden in key locations, an escape jeep with said supplies and arsenal ready at an undisclosed location connected to my house through an underground tunnel starting from said bomb shelter, and finally, a female Dogo Argentino guard dog (a guard lion would be too independent to protect me from zombie dogs and other zombie domesticated animals). I'd also need all of the Shrek movies. And some o' them Pixar movies, too.

We all have to be ready for the zombie apocalypse.

Sweat Lodge Ceremony

I went to a traditional Native American Sweat Lodge Ceremony this morning, I guess I just wanted to sweat it out. It was really a surprisingly humbling experience. I was appointed to be one of the firekeepers for the ceremony because I was early (wahh waahhh) but it was tight because I got to play with the volcanic rocks. (The medicine man Samuel told me the rocks were a race of beings, so I was to be gentle with them.) 

The fire oven used to heat up the volcanic rocks 'till they were glowing was on the east pointing 
directly to the west, and the entrance to the sweat lodge, which was basically a dome-shaped 
structure covered with a bunch of blankets and tarps. The last layer were really colorful woven 
quilts. Samuel even thought of putting one of those pretty quilts as the first layer so we'd have 
something pretty to look up to. The ceremony went underway, and there were four sessions that gradually added 7 more rocks to the pit inside the lodge. 

All's I got to say is, shit's intense. Physically, emotionally, and spiritually. So intense, that the water that they had to drink between sessions tasted soooo good.

But afterwards, the family that hosted the ceremony fed us some menudo, burritos, fruits, and juice. I was hella hungry. After getting my fill, I felt really good. Like I-wanna-run-hella-fast-and-do-a-not-so-long-long-jump good. There's a lot of other things that I should write about, like how the fire oven and the lodge was arranged to symbolize man's passion and the woman's womb. 
There's some other cool things like how the ceremony was really the re-enactment of the creation story. And how I felt that I saw a real difference between adults and young people at the lodge. It is all about experience.

In the meantime, there's finals to knock out.