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Session 17.324

Do you remember the movie with Demi Moore, Robert Redford and Woody Harrelson? It was at the tip of my tongue, but I could not remember. Maybe, it does affect the memory. Imagine if this was the question at Who Wants To Be A Millionaire, and I couldn't remember.... Zoiks!

Indecent Proposal. Thanks to Google.

I just so happened to remember because of Woody Harrelson. He advocates the legalization of marijuana. He's saving a marsh swamp land somewhere from being industrialized. And plus he goes rock climbing. He's a cool guy.

I liked him best at Natural Born Killers. He was hilarious in his small role as Willy Shuman in Wag The Dog. Some real funny stuff there.

Background music: The Gentle People, Soundtracks for Living. Great relaxing, loungy, chill-out vibe.

I'm craving a Subway Seafood & Crab, hearty Italian bread, tomatoes, lettuce, olives, honey mustard dressing... yummy!

"Sir, is that a footlong or a six inch?"
"I'll have the cookies... do you have oatmeal raisin?"
"Sir, what's the size of your bread, six inch or footlong?"
"Oh sorry, don't forget the Jalapeņo peppers."
"Sir, what size is your bread?"
"Ah, sorry. Yes, that's for take out."

Oh well... there have been worse days. It's not deafness, just lack of concentration.

I hope that today there will be no starving children.

So, how about them Lakers?

Session 17.669

Cookies. Double-Stuffed Oreos.

The Discovery Channel is having a show on Extreme Machines, and two people won the opportunity to ride a Russian aircraft just to experience zero gravity and weightlessness. Otherwise, the trip costs US$5,000. For $31,000, you can ride on the backseat of a MIG-25, even handle the controls for a while to do your own barrel roll. I can go zero gravity at times with a gravity bong. There's the weightless feeling when you don't feel your legs. Hash brownies. About 4 should do the trick.

Formula One French Grand Prix. Ferrari 1st and 3rd. The Schumacher brothers in 1st and 2nd. What's up with Hakkinen? He didn't even get his car started. Must be a bitch for him. I'm sure it's embarassing for him to see himself in commercials now.

Jets have been flying over the house. Must be something to do with the fighting against the Abu Sayyaf. Now, what about the One Love?

FTV.com is probably the lousiest bit of editing I've ever seen, but it does keep you hooked.

Background music: Steely Dan's Babylon Sister.

I believe that if you believe it hard enough, then it will come true. I mean, the real true element in believing is conviction, and if you have yourself convinced, then I suppose no one can make you un-believe. No matter what. Someone told me they saw a UFO fly across the beach just a few hundred meters above them. Definitely, too fast to be an airplane. They even felt the energy around them become different. No drugs, they say. Maybe sometimes it's better not to see, but just to feel. Seeing adds excitement, but the feeling is where the conviction comes in. That's what makes you believe.

I believe I'm stoned.

Session 18.030

Chicken Fingers and Fries. A San Miguel Light beer. Thank goodness for pollen. It's been a while since there's been anything this good. Yummy!

I mean, considering this is the Philippines, it's hard to comprehend why we can't get much of the good marijuana. It's like it goes somewhere else, except here. Well, not this time. This time, I've got "the bomb."

I miss the beach. Thought about it for a long time. Was actually refreshed imagining a Coconut Oil massage by the surf. Mango shakes. The sunset.

The weather's been wet lately. It rains a bit and then it heats up all of a sudden. I can see a flu coming in the near future. I guess i just have to smoke some more to be a bit immune. After all, this is the best herbal medication there is.

Background music: Bob Marley's Turn The Lights Down Low.

You can never go wrong with Bob Marley.

If I were to take only 3 CDs of choice it would have to be: Exodus by Bob Marley; Souvenirs by Jose Padilla and the best of Sade.

4th choice: The Best of The Doors

In simple theory, there is no way to really pinpoint the sole purpose of life until you can completely measure the duration of an individual's existence. You'd have to carefully study each moment from birth until death, and really only then can you have a proper, thorough analysis of the individual's life. So if you want to figure it out, you have to wait until you die. Between now and that time, just keep breathing and don't stop experiencing the miracles of daily life.

I asked a good friend once what it means to experience the daily miracles. And he said, "Put it this way... when you learn something, discover something, or have a chance to smile, then there's a miracle happening."

Confused, I said, "huh?"

And he said... "If the pain is going away, then there's a mircale going on."

How pain got into it I don't really know. But I know that if you do still manage to smile, then you don't run out of miracles. Miracles are unexplainable phenomenon that is life altering. I believe a smile can do that.

Smile me a miracle. Of course, I'm smiling anyway because I really have good hash pollen.

So... did you know that Drew Barrymore stripped for David Letterman?

"Imagine all the people living life in peace." --- John Lennon