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<title><![CDATA[Too Much Hollywood]]></title>
<link>http://crisn.wordpress.com/?p=103</link>
<pubDate>Sun, 22 Jun 2008 07:08:03 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>crisn</dc:creator>
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<description><![CDATA[“Sometimes truth is stranger than fiction…” – Bad Religion
 
Who can accept that one way or]]></description>
<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0 0 10pt;"><em><span style="font-size:small;"><span style="font-family:Calibri;">“Sometimes truth is stranger than fiction…” – Bad Religion</span></span></em></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0 0 10pt;"><span style="font-size:small;font-family:Calibri;">Who can accept that one way or another, Hollywood has made an impact in their lives? I for one am raising both hands. Don’t get me wrong, but needless to say, I have neither been near Hollywood nor ever have seen in person even one Oscar’s nominee or awardee. <span> </span>I’m not even an actor material (reminds me to check </span><a href="http://www.heritage.com/personals/"><span style="font-size:small;font-family:Calibri;">heritage.com</span></a><span style="font-size:small;font-family:Calibri;">). <span> </span>As much as I’d like to, I was never that close.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0 0 10pt;"><span style="font-size:small;font-family:Calibri;">Just like everyone else I get my daily dose of it out of the boob tube if not from the giant silver screen. And as far as I can recall I’ve been watching a bit of it almost every day even since I was kid. Heck, that may even be the reason why I started telling fabricated stories when I was yet in grade school. Just like any kid does. Remarkably better than an embedded chip, Hollywood movies or TV shows really know how to find their place in our mind, stay there for good and eventually affecting our daily lives – whether we like it or not.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0 0 10pt;"><span style="font-size:small;font-family:Calibri;">Moreover, with the steady influx of technological advancement <span> </span>that is getting affordable or at least accessible to the masses (at a rate that’s quicker than most people can get their salary increases) blurs the line between real and reel life every time. From cable TV, the internet, mobile TV, virtual reality and my favorite – High Definition audio (e.g., Surround sound system, SDDS, THX) and/or video (HDTV, Blue Rays, etc.),<span>  </span>one’s senses and imagination gets treated better than it was before. Each sensory experience is getting more surreal and it felt usually so satisfying that often times creating a make believe environment just like in the movies is as easy as closing one’s eyes.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0 0 10pt;"><span style="font-size:small;font-family:Calibri;">Not trying to sound psychotic or one who has taken a good dose of hallucinogens and brandishing the peace sign, I love to entertain myself by superimposing some sort of “Hollywood-ish” flavor into my reality – as often as I please.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0 0 10pt;"><span style="font-size:small;font-family:Calibri;">Like a couple of weeks ago until today, the weather has been harsh in our part of the globe. Mornings would usually come with bright orange dawn and would continue to become a very sunny, warm and humid noontime. In a matter of minutes though, as if on cue, AND as if a scene coming right out of Tom Cruise’s War of the Worlds, the sky would be overcast and the dreaded lightning flashes streaks across the black backdrop. What follows next is a thunder roaring like something out of an Armageddon setting. During these times, I can beat Dash’s speed 10 times. Trust me.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0 0 10pt;"><span style="font-size:small;font-family:Calibri;">To keep reality in check, I always appreciate the presence of shows such as my favorite <em>Mythbusters</em> and when I get the chance or when my remote fingers stray away, I like watching Nat Geo’s “<em>What Happens If?</em>” and <em>Mad Labs</em>. These are shows which remind me that Hollywood will never be equals to reality (at least for now). It reminds me that cars falling off the cliff won’t normally explode, a piercing bullet in a gas tank doesn’t mean an instant <em>kaboom</em>, sticking a knife on a ship’s sail won’t cushion or slow down your fall and many more fallacies being obviously exposed that every time I get to watch a movie makes me a bad viewer – just waiting for mistakes to happen. It takes one good movie to make me switch from a pesky critic to an all-adoring fan.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0 0 10pt;"><span style="font-size:small;font-family:Calibri;">But my love-hate relationship with the weather always fascinates me that I can easily relate either a blue sky day or a cumulus laden heaven from a scene out of the movie world. For example, waking up this afternoon I saw that my wife eagerly waited to show me an animation of the typhoon Fengshen (local name, Frank). Although this typhoon is nowhere near a super storm, the rotating mass at the center which covers a great part of Luzon switched my neurons into role-playing time. I immediately heard a clapper sounding inside my head and saw a camera crane panning from behind me to my left showing just the glowing monitor which became a perfect backlight to emphasize my profile. If I could have lifted the mouse anywhere near my mouth, I could have uttered the words, “…Andrea Gail…there’s a storm coming your way…” </span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0 0 10pt;"><img src="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r298/CPN05/Fengshen.png" alt="" width="320" height="240" /></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0 0 10pt;"><span style="font-size:small;font-family:Calibri;">As much as I find reality annoying and most of the days it is just tempting to surrender myself to our coach, grab one tube of Pringles, a bottle of ice cold beer and complemented by a good DVD movie and an ever sympathetic wife just by my side, having a grasp of the concrete life along with its demanding goals remains a test of our true character. A character that plays its part unconditionally even without the luxury that its reel counterpart enjoys but with the assurance that every well-played part in the real world will have its real rewards and hopefully will have its own happy finale. But then again, I’d appreciate it a lot if our lives can readily have an alternate ending. <em>Ti abi</em>.</span></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0 0 10pt;"><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-size:small;font-family:Calibri;">It appears like the cancellation of our Ilocos trip which was supposed to happen next week is a blessing in disguise. From wunderground.com, it shows that typhoon Frank seems to be planning to go along with our road trip. Hahaha. The price we have to pay for celebrating our wedding anniversary every June.</span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0 0 10pt;"><img src="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r298/CPN05/Fengshenroute.png" alt="" width="320" height="241" /></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0 0 10pt;"><span style="font-size:small;font-family:Calibri;">*Weather Images from <a href="http://www.wunderground.com/tropical/tracking/wp200807_sat.html?MR=1" target="_blank">Wunderground.com</a></span></p>
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<title><![CDATA[MTV presents...]]></title>
<link>http://pasazernagape.wordpress.com/?p=88</link>
<pubDate>Thu, 06 Mar 2008 22:38:13 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>pasazernagape</dc:creator>
<guid>http://pasazernagape.pl.wordpress.com/2008/03/06/mtv-presents/</guid>
<description><![CDATA[Ostatnimi czasy, oglądam nieco więcej niż zwykle wspomnianej Music Television. I tam, przynajmnie]]></description>
<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Ostatnimi czasy, oglądam nieco więcej niż zwykle wspomnianej Music Television. I tam, przynajmniej wieczorami, mają coś takiego, jak:</p>
<p>"Chcesz zaimponować swoim znajomym wiedzą na temat seksu? Wyślij sms, a będziesz<br />
dostawał interesujące ciekawostki na ten temat..." - dałam "", ale tak naprawdę, to raczej jest tylko podobne, do tego 'ogłoszenia'.</p>
<p>Ciekawe, co tam ludziom piszą...</p>
<p>Bo mnie na przykład, podobała się informacja z porannego "Mad Labs" - program National Geographic albo z Discovery Channel, możecie uściślić. No, ale w każdym bądź<br />
razie pan naukowiec, pokazywał ślimaki, w dużym zbliżeniu. Rzecz się miała tyczyć ich<br />
wyginięcia,czy ochrony, nie wiem, akurat byłam w łazience, jak o tym mówili. A potem<br />
było coś o podaniu im Prozacu, i informacja, że po nim, ślimaki mogą wybrać płeć, czy coś<br />
takiego. I większość,nawet te niby żeńskie, wybierają być panami ;) I wiecie co? Mają<br />
erekcję przez 48 godzin!!<br />
Pan lektor skwitował to "Pozazdrościć..." Tyle, że podobno ta erekcja nic nie daje, bo te<br />
męskie,ale żeńskie nie są w stanie kopulować jak stuprocentowo męskie osobniki.<br />
Pozazdrościć..?</p>
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<title><![CDATA[Mad Labs, Yawning, Eggs and Redheads]]></title>
<link>http://agnesmontalbo.wordpress.com/2007/11/24/mad-labs-yawning-eggs-and-redheads/</link>
<pubDate>Sat, 24 Nov 2007 14:44:00 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>agnesmontalbo</dc:creator>
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<description><![CDATA[Mad Labs
I was watching Mad Labs in the National Geographics Channel and there are some interesting ]]></description>
<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Mad Labs</p>
<p>I was watching Mad Labs in the National Geographics Channel and there are some interesting new findings that I want to share</p>
<p>Humpty Dumpty Egg<br />First test they did is to find out how strong an egg is; they discovered that you could crush the egg crosswise with your hand but not lengthwise. They tried to test it scientifically by putting a wood on top of a crosswise egg and a lengthwise egg; it took 3 kilos of weight to crush the crosswise egg and ten kilos of weight to break it up. Why? Because if an egg is in lengthwise position, it is like dome and the pressure is on the bottom part and provides a foundation, dome structure like the Araneta Coliseum is likewise strong. So come to think of it, our fingers can exert pressure as heavy as a 3-kilo weight. Interesting.</p>
<p>Some like it Red<br />Next one is the pain threshold for redheads, it seems that redheads feel less pain than those who are not particularly the blondes. They tried to test it in a laboratory by trying to measure the pain threshold of subjects with a red hair, blonde and brown, they place a device that increasingly heats up and puts them in the subjects skin, if the heat is intolerable they will signal the experimenter so the experimenter could stop the heat. Redheads feel less pain and have a higher threshold than non-redheads. Why, because ordinarily if we feel pain our brain would produce substance in our brain called endorphins to counteract the pain but there is also another substance that regulates the release of endorphins, for the redheads this substance that regulates is diminished or releases a minimal substance so they would feel less pain. <br />Seriously, they will not feel the pain until their skin is burned or not feel alarmed if they get hit in the head unless blood is oozing out. As I observed this can also be true for the fair and dark skinned people. If you have fair skin you are more likely to feel the heat of the sun but for dark skinned people, they can tolerate it, I do not know this is just my own theory not by National Geographics.</p>
<p>Yawning is contagious<br />Third test is on yawning; this is one phenomenon that has no explanation yet until this one, they tried to test scientifically of course the reason for yawning. According to studies, looking at a picture of a person yawning, a video or just reading a word like yawn is enough to make a person yawn. For children below 6 years old, they do not have this capability to yawn. Children presented with video of a yawning adult do not cause yawning in children. In an experiment, they tried to show subjects a video of a person yawning and from a one-way-mirror they tried to count how many times the subjects yawn. People have different rates for yawning, after watching the video those who yawns more are believed to have more empathy, the capability to feel what the other person is feeling so yawning is like a social behavior that signals “ I know what you feel”. Incidentally, after writing this down and watching TV of people yawning, I did not yawn at all, I want to disagree that I have no empathy, but I am not sleepy, I just woke up and feeling active. I think people yawn because they may found something not interesting or boring or it depends on the situation, for a relaxed atmosphere or where there is a routine task, I think you are most likely to yawn, but for highly charged emotions like watching horror films, I think you do not have time to yawn even if presented with a yawning video. Maybe I am right I can also be wrong.</p>
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