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Sunday, August 2, 2009

Capturing the Moment

The muggy weather is not helping it much today. I am thinking weird things. Weird what?.. I don’t know. I can’t express it. I am typing and undoing a lot of crazy words on my computer. Some of them really don’t mean anything. Wait, I think they do. I don’t know. Facebook.. my blog, facebook again, no, back to my blog. I don’t know what to write. There’s so many things in my mind. Nothing comes out.

I am staring at the screen like I am seeing some dreams. My table lamp seems sleepy. It’s I who did not sleep much last night. I don’t know why it’s acting. My camera is tossed on the side. It looks like a mean missile. I really need a good lens. I had been saving and spending to buy a good lens. I am still shooting with my old piece.

There’s a bottle of cologne on the table. Actually there are two. I don’t know why they are on my desk. I find them at weird places everyday.I thought I saw them on the hallway table last night. Maybe it’s my mind, may be it’s them.

I have one foot on my chair. It doesn’t smell very nice. I am thinking spray some cologne. No, maybe I need a shower. Forget it. I am too lazy. I don’t want to get up.

I need a cigarette. It’s raining outside, and I can’t smoke inside. The alarms are terrible.

No, I can’t smoke yet, I have to write something.

The TV is distracting me. It’s not even on. The blank screen is distracting me. I think I need to watch TV. I am debating whether I should watch soccer or write something. I don’t really care, I don’t even play soccer. I think my fingers are dancing on the keyboard. My watch is rubbing on the aluminum body of my computer. Which one do I care? I love my computer. I can write weird things on it. But I paid a millionaire’s pocket change to save and buy this watch.

I hear some noises outside. I can’t make out what they are prattling about. Why do they not be quiet like me? Err... why do they have to? No, no, it’s not my business. Let them prattle. I think somebody’s singing. My phone is ringing now. Shut up! I don’t want to talk yet. No, I mean, I don’t want to listen to anything right now. I want to... I don’t know what I want. I need to concentrate. I am seeing my broken iPod. I am not very happy that it broke. I had some 3000 songs I downloaded from limewire for free. I even had some audio books. I lost them all together with that stupid iPod. Wait, the ipod’s still there. The songs are lost, and the audio books too.

I am seeing my reflection on the side mirror. Why do I have a side mirror in my room. It’s not a car. No, it’s not a side mirror. I just don’t know what to call it. Ok, it’s just a damn mirror. I think I cut off the head of a pimple while shaving this morning. It looks like a red mole now. I am remembering the blackish blue mole on my neck. Sometimes people think it’s a bug and they try to pick it up.

I am counting twelve pens in my pen holder. I know most of them don’t write. I will throw them out when I get time. I don’t know when I will get the time. I have a bin right under my desk.

Ok, I am going out. I think I really need a cigarette. I remember the ashtray is full. It was stinking this morning and I took a picture. I don’t remember if I emptied it. I think I did, no, I can see it from my window. it’s still full. I don’t care. I am going out.

Alternative source of energy?

Saving the trees and Money- Kuensel Report.


So it reports, lemon grass oil distillers presented with an alternative fuel to firewood.

I don’t have much to say as I am not familiar with the trade of distilling lemon grass oil.

But from what I read, the distillers reportedly spend about NU. 15,000/- on fuel wood every season of four months. The experts suggested an alternative fuel, use dry pine leaves and the spent grass. That’s a good effort as we are saving a lot of money, energy and our forest.

But how practical is that? I know for sure pine leaves don’t burn long. I am not sure if it produces enough heat other than a lot of ash. And as some distillers pointed out, somebody has to constantly tend to the fires. Let’s take note, he will be breathing in all that soot and smoke too.

Is that the last alternative at hand? Why did nobody think about electricity? We have it in abundance in the country. Electricity is a renewable resource and the most convenient if not cheaper than fuel wood. Hey, we can control and monitor the amount of heat required too.

Just a thought.......


Saturday, August 1, 2009

The blame game- A follow up of “Let’s Wake up”


Every body is blaming everybody. Fingers pointing everywhere, angers flaring, hearts wailing, the national tragedy had done much damage to the otherwise our peaceful little country.

Please stop the blame game. Nobody’s to blame. No, we can’t afford this at this critical hour. Let’s join hands and think with our heads. Though bitter as it may be, failures are what you count as experiences. We at least know now, how certain things don’t work in the hour of the need. We know now, we can’t overlook our own safety. We know now, we need to be prepared.

30 people ran up and down the banks of the river that night. 30 people risked their lives and wished they had wings. These people are the heroes. The battle is lost, I grief that, but our heroes remain. Let’s thank them and hear what they have to say. Let’s register in our minds, what they did, and how things did not work out. Let’s hear their anguish. Let’s look at the trauma they went through seeing those little faces fade away that night.

Let’s be assured they did all they could in trying to save those little lives. But they were not professionals. They panicked and did not know what to do. Trust me, any of us would have panicked or gotten more people killed, I would have too. Because, we were not prepared for this. There was no warning. There was no calling. It just happened and they jumped into action like we all would. But, not being trained, they lost, and any of us would have too.

We can’t solve problems with too many ‘if onlys’ . But let’s pen them down for future references. Let’s make a list of all things that we think could have been done to save those precious lives. Let’s stock them. Have them ready. Let’s get organized. Let’s start learning. There are international organizations we can look to for expertise. There are private organizations too, that help people in distress. Let’s get trained. Let’s not submit to fate just yet.

May the seven precious souls rest in peace.