Tuesday, July 28, 2009
Sunday, July 26, 2009
I've seen pictures on TV, taken inside those 'weed factories' as they were discovered and dismantled.
Our Dutch tolerance towards the recreational weed-blowers in Holland is at jeopardy. These illigal big shit is screwing up. The number of countries where you get sentenced to jail (or worse !!!) for the possesion of one gram of marihuana are innumerable. Now where in the whole fuckin'world will you find a place, where you can walk a free man after paying your fine for running a plantage.... That's no good. I agree with Brussels, something need to be done to stop or suppress these activities. Now how succesfully have the drugs-fighters fought their war on cocaïne in South America ? Or their struggle against the opium producing Afgans ?
We are not waiting to end up in a war to lose our well fought freedom to smoke a dooby...
My sollution is so simple. Stop maintaining this tolerance policy. Then grant permits to all Dutch inhabitants to grow at least their own weed, give it a limit of 10 plants or something so possesion is no longer criminal. People not smoking their own pot should be allowed to provide in the needs of a local coffee shop.
I don't understand all that fuss around smoking the marijuanaplant. What the heck, smoking tabacco to get addicted to nicotine is world wide accepted. Everybody knows how bad smoking is to your health, it causes cancer to the throat and the lungs and kills a little, day by day..
Drinking alcohol is just as bad to the abuser. Do you want to ruin you liver, or hit your wife and children when your intoxicated ? Go for alcohol...
The old Indians knew how to make peace ( before the Europeans came to steal their habitat and to kill their buffalo's), they had their peace-pipe. I have no idea what they were smoking, but as I may believe the old western movies ( I better don't !!!) it was some kind of pot for sure. Wow, did those guys get stoned man. They even could make it rain by dancing only, LOL.
The American policy to the use/abuse of alcohol and drugs are diverse. Oh, do we remember the good old days when alcohol was banned in the states. It wasn't only Al Capone who made a fortune during that time by selling 'drinks'. A lot of the todays millionairs thank their fortune to that periode. As soon as it was legalized again, the busyness collapsed. There was a time that smoking marijuana was just as common as it was to smoke nicotine.
It was president Carter I believe, who had a good nose to that. I think he though: "That's no peanuts". And there were changes possible. But then his successor, this moviestar colleague of ours planned it the opposite way. Thank you Ronald. Since than nothing has changed for the better. I hope our prime-minister Balkenende will invite Barack Obama to come and smoke a dooby, that'ld be something, hahahaha.
For now I will stick to the small home grower and forget all about those anti-activities.
For those of you who are, once in a while, growing there own herbs, some tips. It's not always easy to get your hands on cuttings, using cutings is the fasted way to grow you a plant, it doesn't grow sky high and you are sure it's a girl... Getting seeds is no problem at all. It's legal to by them at any growshop or coffeeshop, at least in Holland it is. Now growing your plants from seeds takes longer than starting up with cuttings. Another disadvantage is that you're not always sure whether your plants are male ore female. You have 50 %. We don't want the males right ??
It's only when the plants start flowering that the difference can be seen. A well trained grower will be able to see it weeks earlier, but you can never be sure. It's not only taking care of useless male-plants. Suppose you are allowed to grow ten plants in your private little garden, well you're facing problems, cos you need to start with 20 seeds to leave you 10 ladys.. Another thing, when you too late spot a male, you might end up having a bunch of seeds in your tops.
Now, don't kill the plant and don't harvast all the smaller tops, be sure some leaves and small blooming tops remain on the stam. Within 2 weeks you can harvast again from the smaller tops. From that moment the plant(s) need to be exposed to a longer periode of light, at least 18 hours in a run for the next 4 or 5 weeks. The plant needs its time to grow new leaves, but it's worth it. Then lower the light exposure to 12 hours or less and the girl begins to flower again..
This lady goes to 'bed' at 8 pm and wakes up at 8 am.
I'll keep you guys informed about these girlfriends.
Saturday, July 25, 2009
Collies usually round up sheep not each other... but as the eyes of her blind canine companion, little Bonnie steers Clyde away from trouble.
The five-year-old long-haired border collie, who has lost his sight because of a degenerative disease, relies entirely on Bonnie as his guide dog. He follows her everywhere.
And like the American gangster lovers they have been named after, the friendly dogs are on the lookout for a safe, new hideaway.
They were recently dumped in the street during a storm and are currently being cared for at Meadow Green Dog Rescue Centre in Hales Green, near Loddon in Norfolk.
The centre's Cherie Cootes said: "If Clyde's unsure where he is, he will suddenly go behind Bonnie and put his face on the back of her so she can guide him. He totally relies on her.
"And when she walks she tends to stop and make sure he's there - she does look out for him. When she's about you wouldn't notice he is blind, but when she's not about he refuses to move. There's no option of homing them separately. They've got to go as a pair."
A driver found the dogs running through Blundeston, near Lowestoft, Suffolk, during a storm three weeks ago. Neither Clyde nor Bonnie - a short-haired border collie aged two or three - had identifying collars or chips.
Cherie, 40, added: "They've got very nice manners and they walk well on the lead.
"They really are a very sweet pair of dogs."
If you can give Bonnie and Clyde a home, call the centre on 01508 548 216.
Friday, July 24, 2009
Our part of the world was recovering from a huge inter-human confrontation. The economic perspectives were bad in the 50's, my childhood. We were lucky, my father never lost his job in all those years. We weren't rich, no way, my father's employers were sort of greedy. There was a time that my old man was the only personnel at the newspapers office. The boss was running the bookstore and kiosk while my father was typing the copy on a huge machine spitting out the lead rules. Then each page was edited by hand, locked in a frame and placed into another machine: the press. I have seen my dad working on this press, each page (newspaper size) had to be inserted the grip, and that a few thousand times. Then there was second page or more, depending on the local news ! oh yeah, the pages needed a print on both sides !! Then the dried pages were inserted together and folded. Now, believe it or not. Then my old men would take his bicycle and deliver the newspapers in and around our hometown in the mean time gathering news... How about that ?? His salary ? Well, let's say he was a slave of the capitalist system and abused by his employers.
But my old man must have thought: Don't bite the hand that feeds you.
... there were others, and they díd bite the hands that fed them... Of course they were called communists ( like everybody else word wide who dared to challenge the capital).
Well, we were no capitalists for sure, we never went for a holiday and we had no car. We weren't poor either, let's say just enough to survive and to pay for my studies. And we were no commies either ( I was told as a child that the communists were no good, they were trying to get peoples properties, and everything was owned by the state). What's new for us, both ways we wouldn't own anything !!! No, we were something in between, called socialists. I had a feeling they were sort of Robin Hoods, telling the rich they were rich enough. Requiring their part of the profits, share with the poor. It was the voice of the people and it worked. It took its time up to the 60's to flower its fruits but then, there was freedom............
New political parties, green, liberal, democratic oh man they grew like mushrooms. But there was a huge move to a new generation, my generation. Flower power, make love no war, you know what I mean. Everything that wasn't allowed was done.!! The parks in Amsterdam changed into nudist campings, and everyone was smoking his naked ass off while enjoying intercourses 'en public'. Who doesn't remember John Lennon and Yoko Ono's "Bed-in" , in Amsterdam Hilton 1969,( room 902) those days. It was off limits "If you'r going to San Francisco" music, like that. LOL... John Lennon woke up the entire world when he declared he was more popular than Jezus Christ, f#@ing guts !!! Popi Jopi didn't play his records in the Vatican anymore for sure...!Hahahaha,huhuhuhu.
Anyway, copulating in public was rejected and no longer allowed OK. But all those thc-lovers didn't give a shit and insisted in their provoke protests. And they won. But don't ask me how the government managed to legalize or better, to tolerate the use of marijuana and buy small amounts (5 grams) of it in coffee shops. There is a leak in this system. Oh, hell yes,: There's a hóóóle in the bucket dear Liza, a hole... And nobody bothered to fix the hole cos all parties were content...!!!
Now this Europian Union Jk'asses in Brussels are building up pressure to our community to stop these illegal activities.
The problem is how to provide the coffee shops with grass without violating the law. It can't be done legaly because production and distribution of the drugs is prohibited. Even selling cuttings of the plants is forbidden. A coffee shop is allowed to stock half a kilo. But the ones bringing in the stuff, the runners the growers they are at large...!!! Holland counts an estimated 1.5 million Canna smokers (10% of the population) , the youngsters, under 25 numbered over 25 %... You cannot ignore that number of people.
Oh, they are the voters in the next elections and they can cause a complete turn to either right or left. Holland is well know for its tolerance towards soft drugs, religions, ethnic origin or sexual orientation. Then people from all over the world get their asses down here cos they can do things they are not allowed to do in their own bloody countries. Or fugitives seeking asylum cos they are hunted in their fatherland. No problem with that no,..They are welcome, but don't expect us to change our habits cos it doesn't fit their culture. Go to Rome and be as the Romans.
Leave us be, pls. Brussels.!!! Don't ask us to close our borders to 'drugs tourists' from Belgium, Germany and France cos it's prohibited in their countries to smoke pot.
We did our fight for freedom, now stand up against all those anti-blowers yourselves, unite, start a Green party, have your voices heard, do something about it in your country as well..
The coffee-shops near the Belgium border cos nuisance to the neighborhood as all those thousands of shoppers come to benefit our tolerance, but killing it at the same time. The tolerance has come to an end now. Lots of shops are closed already. Those closer than 250 mtrs. to a public school were ordered to close and stop their activities.
Amsterdam even considers to not only close a bunch of shops, but also to shut down the red-light district, no more open windows next to coffee shops, well I tell you, George Clooney, Brad Pitt, Mat Damon, the other Oceans cast and crew and millions of other tourists won't bother to stop and shop in the Netherlands.
See what happened with Ermita after cleaning-up ???? (the tourist-belt in Manila)
Get up, stand up, stand up for your right. Create your own freedom and tolerance, don't ruin ours.
It's about time to light a doobie, thank you folks.
-Canna is a herb, not a drug.
Wednesday, July 22, 2009
CLICK THESE PIX !!!
For example, he exposed the ears of mice with normal endocannabinoid receptors to a chemical irritant called dinitrofluorobenzene (DNFB), which causes a severe skin reaction similar to that caused by poison ivy in humans.
Within a matter of minutes, the amount of an endocannabinoid called anandamide jumped from undetectable levels to about 300 picomoles per gram of analysed tissue.
When Zimmer's team applied 30 micrograms of synthetic THC to the animals' ears it reduced the skin irritation by half. For comparison, a cannabis cigarette contains as much as 150 milligrams of THC.
Such endocannabinoids may also produced by the body and speculates that individuals with (autoimmune) inflammatory conditions such as asthma and eczema may might not produce enough such endocannabinoids. In these cases, THC-like compounds may have therapeutic potential.
BUT, do not try to self-medicate with marijuana!
Piece a cake to recognize those 'barangays'( that's how they were called.)., I mean just their attitude, cheeky, mostly drunk and quite often carrying a gun. Now one day it happened that one of those nasty figures was teasing and challenging me. So I told the sucker to stop fooling around with me, either he could drink a beer on me or I would take him down the NBI-gym to kick his pinoy ass. This one wasn't that stupid, he accepted my beer, and every time I saw this guy in Ermita he would say: "Hi Boss, kumusta na po?".
Later on there were T-shirts with this print on it: I'm not a tourist, I live here.
I didn't need it anymore.. hahahahaha
Tuesday, July 21, 2009
My father in Holland who had been reading all my letters about the sweet life in the Philippines and the adventures on the film sets, couldn't resist my invitation to come over for a couple of months and stay in my place.... Oh, I tell you, he had ears to that. Now you need to know that my old man only spoke Dutch and a few words of German.. In his youth ( he was born in 1910) there wasn't enough money to support high school. So when he turned 12 he had to find a job and he ended up with a local newspaper-writer/printer in our hometown. He learned the job, got his diplomas and stayed there for the rest of his carrier, I mean 53 years in a row !!! He never reported sick until his early 60's when he needed an ear surgery. He was a perfectionist in his labor, worked late and in the weekends.
In his 20's he started a second job for the weekends, and that was in the movie theater in our place. It didn't take long for him to learn how to handle the projectors. During the intermission he was selling soft drinks and candy bars.
Now it happened that both, the owner of the newspaper and the movie house operator were jewish and they were transported to labor camps in Germany during WW2, like a lot of civilian boys and men from that area. But the Germans wanted the newspaper-press to keep on rolling and they told my dad he was exempted from labor abroad so he ended up to run the store single handed . But even more LOL, cos they needed him in the theater as well.
My parents were able to survive the war without too much suffering, living in the province was better than in the big cities, the '1944 winter was the hardest part when food became scarce. Both of his employers returned from prison camps and got back to work after the war....
Now can you imagine my father when he was watching 'my movies' in his theater , 40 years later.........:)
He didn't hesitate for a moment when I asked him to come and see with his own eyes what was going on over here !!! He was 75 already and never tasted the experience of flying, so his maiden trip ( over 20 hrs from Amsterdam-Manila) was a good one for sure.
and there were more to come...
Hell Camp (AKA Opposing Force or Clay Pigeons) — withDing Navasero, Nato Morado, Bert Spoor, Vic Ordonez, Steve Cook, Jim Gaines Jr, Rafael Schulz, Henry Strzalkowski, David Light, Sgt. Boy Ibanez, Bill Kipp and Tony Williams.
Sunday, July 19, 2009
|Woman teaches dog to read|
New York animal trainer Lyssa Rosenberg has taught her terrier to obey simple written commands.
Willow plays dead when she sees the word 'bang', stretches a paw in the air when she sees 'wave' and gets up on her back feet to beg when she sees the words 'sit up'.
"She's an unbelievably quick learner," said Ms Rosenberg, who has trained other dogs to appear in TV adverts and pose on photo shoots.
"She can do 250 different things and I used to joke that I would teach her how to pour me a martini. Then for a bet I told a friend I would teach her to read. He promised me a free trip to Mexico if I could do it.
"It took her just six weeks to recognise words and respond to them. And it isn't just my handwriting she understands. My friend printed the words Willow learned off the computer and she reacted to them.
"Well I won the bet and Willow came with me to Mexico."
Willow has her own pet passport and regularly flies transatlantic to visit Ms Rosenberg's husband Gareth Howells, in Guildford, Surrey.
Willow was also the second witness at the couple's wedding at New York City Hall in March - signing the marriage certificate with an inky paw print.
Ms Rosenberg even takes the 10lb English terrier mix on business trips because Willow is more than happy to share her carrying case with other animals.
"I once had to fly from California back to New York with a rabbit and two guinea pigs. Going through airport security was hilarious because first I pulled out the rabbit from the bag, followed by the guinea pigs and then the dog."
Here are some more High-school dogs, hahahaha.
Friday, July 17, 2009
Chinese surgeons had the surprise of their lifes as they discovered grass growing at a baby's right lung. The child was suffering from breathing difficulties and initially the doctors thought it to be pneumonia, but as the 10 months old child's condition didn't change for the better the next couple a days, a surgery was planned. Wish I could have seen those doctor's faces when they found an inch and a half piece of grass growing there. The parents declared it was the same kinda grass they had in their back yard. A possible explanation to this bizar phenomenon is that the child must have inhaled the minuscule grass-seeds while playing face-down in the lawn.
Wednesday, July 15, 2009
I like writing, already since I was a kid. Reading was my first hobby, books weren't safe for me and the thicker those books were, the more I enjoyed it. And I became critical as it comes to grammar, well nothing weard to that as both my parents stimulated this habit by getting me involved in playing 'Scrabble'. Then there were those brainbrakers: cryptograms, oh I loved them' suckers, it was playing language and you needed to be a smartass to understand all the hidden hints. So no surprise having all those A's on my high schoolreports. Besides that my old man was a typographer to a local newspaper.
The Dutch (and Scandinavian even more) people are known for speaking their languages. The Brittish, French and the German however score significant lower in speaking a second 'tongue'. Most Americans stick to English only, ( some of them even think Paris France is a model) LOL.
But our laughs are not at you....
This story realy happened.
It was back in the 90's when this Dutch girl makes her first trip abroad. She was still a teener and most likely skipped a lot of her English classes. It happened on her trip to England at the ferry somewhere between Calais-Dover. Some miles offshore the stores on the ship open their Taxfree shops to sell their products, now all she wanted was a bar of chocolate like Mars or something.
( Now we Dutchmen are also 'famous' in translating each word as it comes, regardless the grammar. Don't know a word ? never mind, just insert the Dutch equivalent. It's similar to Taglish, the mix of Tagalog and English).
In Dutch the order would be: "Mag ik een reep chocola van U", or for short, "mag ik 'n reep van U", ( well, while trying to pronounce this, you probably smell the rat). This 'reep' phoneticly sounds just the English 'rape'.
Please 'bear' with me as I know that my English words sometimes make you smile....hahaha
Sunday, July 12, 2009
Saturday, June 20, 2009
Kung Fu star was reportedly about to reveal ultimate “Thousand Palms” masturbation technique to Western masturbators
BANGKOK – The investigation into the death of David Carradine took a shocking twist today when it was revealed that the former TV star was actively investigating the closely guarded secrets of a Chinese Shaolin masturbation sect during the time of his death.
The news was announced at a press conference by private detectives working on behest of Mr Carradine’s family, which had maintained all along that the death was neither suicide nor an accident, as the Thai forensices team had initially concluded.
“It appears that Mr Carradine was involved in a top-secret mission to uncover the greatest secrets of martial-arts masturbation, secrets which could revolutionize the way the world masturbates,” said Walter Polanski, the investigator who cracked the case. “And he was murdered for it.”
According to a full 34-page report given to the press and Thai authorities, Mr Carradine first developed an interest in the legendary “Thousand Palms” technique of self-gratification when he heard of the legend as a young man during travels through China, where he was traveling as a novice student masturbator. It was in a temple near the base of Wudan Mountain that Mr Carradine was told that the legend was in fact real, and that a secretive group of Shaolin maturbating monks called the Robed Hands still existed to maintain and protect the Thousand Palms technique.
“The Thousand Palms technique is the holy grail of jerking off,” explained Dr. Min-Guo Chung, a professor of Eastern martial and maturbatory arts and as well as an accomplished wushu practitioner. “There are many versions of the legend. Some say it was given to a monk by a penis-headed dragon in the Shang Dynasty. Others say it was simply developed by the monks later in the Northern School as a way to combat boredom, because there were no girls around. One version even claims that it was a young, skilled martial artist named Wang who was punished by his master for masturbating at night. Wang then rebeled by incorporating his masturbation technique into his kung-fu, eventually creating a way of reaching orgasm that could kill another man.”
Dr Chung said that if the Thousand Palms technique was still practiced, it would be a secret so powerful that its practitioners would probably kill to protect it. “It is said that the orgasm is so intense and pleasurable that it makes you no longer want to have sex, ever,” he explained. “Legend says that the Thousand Palms masturbation, in the hands of those ill-prepared to handle it, would kill off society and the human race.”
Mr Carradine, however, was determined to “reveal the ancient secrets to the world,” according to Mr Polanski. His report details several conversations Mr Carradine had with friends where he claimed that that he was close to finding the source of the Thousand Palms technique, and that its liberation would bring peace and prosperity to a frustrated maturbating world. “David was a believer in the true healing power of the masturbatory arts,” said his brother Keith. “He didn’t belive in the elitist structures and rituals of the Shaolin. He wanted to bring orgasmic power to the common man. That’s the kind of person he was.”
Mr Carradine’s trip to Bangkok, ostensibly to work on a film, was in fact a cover for his true purpose, which was to find a mysterious “Mr A” who was supposedly a former member of the Robed Hands but who had been expelled and was now living disguised as a beggar on the streets of Rattanakosin. In the days prior to his death Mr Carradine traveled extensively throughout the Old Town area on foot, dressed as a vagrant. Based on eyewitness acccounts, it is believed that the day before his death he actually found Mr A, although its is not known how their meeting went.
“Just before he died, he requested three meters of electrical cord,” said the front-desk manager at the Swissotel Nailert where he was staying. “He said it was important.” Both Polanski and Mr Carradine’s family believe that this suggests that Mr A had imparted some partial information about the Thousand Palms to David, and that perhaps a second meeting was to be arranged after Mr Carradine has successfully employed these techniques.
Although hotel security has no record of any other persons entering Mr Carradine’s room just before the time of his death, the family remains adamant that the Robed Hands were capable of murdering him without drawing attention. “These monks are absolute experts in doing things discreetly,” said Dr Chung. “A Robed Hand master can, for example, masturbate to completion in four seconds while holding a drink in one hand and a captive bird in the other. Surely such a man could sneak into a hotel room and strangle a 72-year old man.”
Thai police remain sceptical of the claims, and as of yet are not ready to retract or modify their original findings that the former TV star died while attempting a conventional auto-asphyxiation masturbation technique. But the family remains adamant that Mr Carradine could not possibly have died using such easy self-gratification. “My husband was no ordinary masturbator,” insisted his wife Annie. “He was a heroic masturbator, a champion of masturbation education, and someone who’s passion for masturbation could be seen in everything he said and did. And I just want the world to remember him that way.”
Saturday, July 11, 2009
Friday, July 10, 2009
Thursday, July 9, 2009
-->1985 had a slow start, I didn't really hunt for the movies and had fun on the tatami in Rizal Memorial. I wanted those judoka of mine to perform at their best when they were about to join the ASEAN-games in Taiwan, but as far as I remember none of them succeeded to reach the podium. Well, it takes many years of preparation to reach that level. A little disappointed I decided to invest more of my time in this movie-thing. One way or another I was to meet with Cirio Santiago, a local giant in the film-industry who became president of the Philippine Film Development Fund in 1995.( He died last 3 years later).