Friday, February 13, 2009
We walked on the 7km white sand beaches that separated the crystal blue waters and the lush hilly landscapes. We'd Jonah's and Jony's famed fruit shakes while sauntering under the sun. Along the beach, Doug decided to try the masseuse under the coconut trees and I'd mine inside the hotel. They can give you a very relaxing massage in your hotel room or even right there under the sun. The massages are very affordable as well.
Nightlife in Boracay is ushered in with a panoramic sunset. Suddenly the beachfront is alive with bar music, dining, and drinking. We'd dinner and bar at Nigi Nigi Too located in the very center of White Beach. They served us with some of the fresh seafood and disturbingly we're told that these are sourced as far as southern Mindanao. What had happened to the sorrounding seas? Why it couldn't give us seafood? To my mind it somehow answered the 50 pesos environment fee collected per guest at the quay.
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Thursday, February 12, 2009
18 Suck-It-Up Moments that Pack a Serious Payoff
THEGUYLIST compiled by the Men's Health Staff
- Returning a wallet. With all the dough. Witnessing the owner's delight is worth more than money.
- Abstaining. If the Starbucks line snakes out the door, thou shalt not whip, frap, steam , cream, or half-caf. When time is of the essence, take it like a man: straight up.
- Weaving. Your entire hand, not just the middle finger. Thousands die each year in aggressive driving-related accidents. Showing up five minutes late to work is better than showing up 6 years early to your funeral.
- Stopping at second base on a first date. Especially when she's waving you in from third. Settling for a stand-up double almost guarantees fireworks next time, when you put it over the fence.
- Donating platelets. One apheresis session yields the same amount of clotting factor as six standard transfusions---and provides crucial help for burn victims, cancer patients, and organ-transplant recipients. Whose life have you saved today?
- Fighting a bogus ticket. The day we're too tired to fight even the smallest of insults is the day the bureaucrats break out the tattoo needles and bar codes.
- Voting. Did you do it last month? If you didn't weigh in, you don't measure up.
- Holding your tongue. Every man possesses a simple superpower: silence. Too few flex it on a regular basis.
- Dancing. Especially if you can't. No woman can resist a man who puts her pleasure ahead of his ego.
- Laughing. At that humorless "joke" your dad trots out before family reunion meals.
- Not laughing. When yur boss ponders what his secretary might do in a closed room with a clown. And in a wading pool. And with Joe Lipa. Standing up for your beliefs doesn't always require a lecture. See number 8, "Holding your tongue."
- Cashing in your chips. In a perfect world, the dealer would continue to bust and the Mavericks would be a lock at +. But Lady Luck is a fickle lover. Take the money and run.
- Donating to charity. Anonymously.
- Ordering salad in a steak house. So what if your buddies are biting down on 24-ounce porterhouses and taunting you mid-chew? Your payoff comes at the beach; theirs vanishes with a belch.
- Wearing blinders. When the attractive lady with the heaving chest and tiny tank top bends over. So what if she wouldn't notice, or wouldn't mind: You gain more power by exercising restraint when sin comes in the form of 42DD cleavage. To wit...
- Forgoing. As in "Thanks, but I think I'll pass out on that tap dance."
- Putting it in writing. It's too easy to dismiss a casually uttered "thanks" or "sorry." If you really mean it, commit it to paper.
- Concealing your connections. At least at first. Sure, mention your father's first frat days with the mayor and you might score the job. But saving it until you're already n board earns you respect.
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Monday, February 9, 2009
Cal realizes that once this book is published that he may become the most famous hermaphrodite in history, and he names a few of the other historically famous hermaphrodites. Cal then goes into an argument that he is a better case to study because he was born with a brain chemistry of a male but raised as a girl. Therefore, his situation is a great study of nature versus nurture.
Cal then rewinds the story once again to the summer of 1922. The story begins on the slope of Mt. Olympus in the Asia Minor with Cal's grandmother Desdemona. While working in her silkworn cocoons, she is sure that she feels her heart skip a beat. This feeling will be the genesis of her always feeling ill inside a perfectly healthy body.
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Sunday, February 8, 2009
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