Morning at the MOA
The thousand words bit.
My new baby
This is my new baby at work, the ThinkPad T61 Model 7664A24. It replaced the T43 you may have seen in my other blog. This baby’s got 2GB of RAM, 250GB HD, a 14.1″ WXGA+ display and three USB ports instead of the usual two on other older T-series laptops.
Of course it’s not really mine, it’s the company’s. But I get to use it. Yeah. Small pat on the back for working so hard, I’d like to think. A raise and a trip to Hong Kong Disneyland, now THAT’s a pat on the back that I’d really like, but I’ll settle for this one for now. I’ve had this one for a week now and it’s sleek and fast and can stand its share of rough handling. Just the kind of thing for the way I work.
There’s a lot of things I’m looking forward to these couple of months. There’s Season 7 of CSI:Miami which airs in the U.S. on the 22nd. Couple of days from then it should be available for download on my favorite torrent site. There’s my participation in the CSR program of one of our clients when I’ll be going to Masbate with 10 or so desktop computers for donation to the schools in that area, and teaching the teachers and students how to use them. There’s sem break for Kuya Maui and perhaps another visit from Kuya Pax, and maybe this time we can go somewhere nice.
No Warranty
This was one of the writings on the wall at Kape Tasyo where Bunso and Eva’s wedding was held. We’re still putting together an online album for that, but I thought this was appropriate for any similar occasion. Love may think that marriage is the warranty certificate that assures the buyers that should anything go wrong, the terms of the warranty will be honored.
Apropos to that, the venue itself was quite interesting, with posters checkerboard on the main wall with quotes from the Noli Me Tangere, both in English and Tagalog, of the part where the Philosopher Tasyo explains to Crisostomo Ibarra why he writes in ciphers.
Because I’m not writing for this generation, but for other ages. If this generation could read, it would burn my books, the labor of my whole life. But the generation that deciphers these characters will be an intelligent generation, it will understand and say, ‘Not all were asleep in the night of our ancestors!’ The mystery of these curious characters will save my work from the ignorance of men, just as the mystery of strange rites has saved many truths from the destructive priestly classes.*
Place could have really used a couple of dehumidifiers though.
* excerpt from Chapter XXV “In the House of the Sage” from the Noli Me Tangere, as translated by Charles Derbyshire, obtained from Project Gutenberg.
Scenes from Hidalgo Street
Hidalgo Street was regarded in the late 19th century as the most beautiful street in Manila. Today, there are proposals to restore and protect the houses on Hidalgo Street from the 19th and early 20th centuries since they create a streetscape that is dignified. However, plans of the Manuel L. Quezon University have not been moving recently and the City Government of Manila has yet to act on the said proposal.
- Wikipedia entry on Hidalgo Street, Manila.
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