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Featured in www.pinoyapache.blogspot.com on December 8, 2009

AFTER AN ABSENCE OF more than a month, I am reunited again with Boy Toledo, of Ernie Salomon and, later, with Manwel Roble. Here we are again, maintaining our physical conditioning program walking the mountain trails of Napo to Mount Babag in the middle of an ongoing tropical depression! Just three has-beens so madly in love with these trails. The same three has-beens that would shame guys 25-30 years our junior in a test ...

After I resign from my affiliate alumni organization, as the Vice President for Organization kay nagplanong mo-fulltime sa trabaho ug negosyo. Akong nakaplagan ang bag-ong grupo sa mga tawo. Mga tawo, nga sama sa naandan ug sama sa akong mga naagian respitado ug makiangayon. May giisip ug planadong tumong. Unang Show-in ni Qnxt, December 25, didto mig Fuente NagPakaon sa mga ubos tang igsuon (street children sa Fuente) pagka pasko. My new found friends... The Istoryans of istorya.net. Mapasalamaton ...

Sama sa gapnod kung molabay ang panahon. Gutlo lamang ang agian - ang lagiti sa kainit sa adlaw mahimong maghitak na sa tubig nga binanlas sa ulan. Ang tuba nga anaa sugong nga nagbitay sa palwa sa lubi nga nahilakdan sa buwan sa makadaghang higayon nga wa panumbalinga - mamahimong aslom inay tanlas sa katam-is.

Featured in www.pinoyapache.blogspot.com on November 6, 2009

I SAW TODAY, November 6, 2009, the felling or the sentencing to death, so to speak, of a jackfruit tree and a mango tree, both full grown and in the prime of their existence, because it gets in the way of a hotel rising in Cebu. Too bad, I wished I have trees as big as those in my lot.

I have tasted their sweet fruit only this year because this is the year that they have started to bloom well, thanks to the ...

My heart longs for happiness
It has buried me in deep sadness
Longing myself to regain it

My heart longs for security
For it has been shattered and molded
But still a fragile instrument

My heart longs for love
Countless times have I shared to others
But ended myself in grief

My heart longs for confidence
Long have I pursued that lifelong dream
Yet reality hurts even more

My heart longs for realization ...

In our words we utter exceptional intonations
In our minds we expand intellect beyond measure
In our actions we iterate symbols of anonymity
In our perceptions we foresaw the inevitable


Nothing is ascertain to utter words
For it needs time to rekindle our minds
And our actions would lay waste to retribution
Would our perceptions delude our entire sanity


Decisions are steadfast and a prey for the foolhardy
Philosophy ...

OpenX has been running as iSTORYA.NET's Ad Server for the past 3 or 4 years. Lately, the server hosting our Ad Serving software has been experiencing some technical issues and would require an OS Reload. This made me realize the drawback of hosting our own Ad Server. While having full control is a wonderful thing, restoring a server and everything in it isn't as nice. So I said to myself, this cannot be the case. As the community grows, the amount of data increases. From stats to creatives... these ...