Something to wrap my snake.....

Our friend at the Zoology lab, Prospero the Corn Snake has shed some of his old skin again.....



And we thought why not recycle and reuse it as a condom! (I is a genius. I know. One flight to Stockholm please.)

The Nashman thought about it long and hard. Snake skins have the right geometry, it's got ribbed sides, and it's very thin! Granted that the miniNashman is more an earthworm that's been decapitated by the early bird (the miniNashman certainly rises very early, it's brown, it's thin, and it's short) than an Anaconda, corn snakes are just the right girth!


PA/PR Gromit threw a spanner in the works by pointing out that the snake skin is very long.....

....but HRO Karl Willem was quick to calculate that these two long pieces would easily give us 10 condoms! Savings! Savings! All ye who want to stroke my snake, please form an orderly line. Don't worry, it' doesn't bite like a cobra but it sure spits like one.......

Something to wrap my snake.....

Our friend at the Zoology lab, Prospero the Corn Snake has shed some of his old skin again.....



And we thought why not recycle and reuse it as a condom! (I is a genius. I know. One flight to Stockholm please.)

The Nashman thought about it long and hard. Snake skins have the right geometry, it's got ribbed sides, and it's very thin! Granted that the miniNashman is more an earthworm that's been decapitated by the early bird (the miniNashman certainly rises very early, it's brown, it's thin, and it's short) than an Anaconda, corn snakes are just the right girth!


PA/PR Gromit threw a spanner in the works by pointing out that the snake skin is very long.....

....but HRO Karl Willem was quick to calculate that these two long pieces would easily give us 10 condoms! Savings! Savings! All ye who want to stroke my snake, please form an orderly line. Don't worry, it' doesn't bite like a cobra but it sure spits like one.......

In a change of programming, a blog post not involving pictures of the Nashman*

Send Bruce Willis......

Last night was the most surreal but entertaining set of lectures I have ever attended this term. (Ok, I was lured by the free pizza and beer - which are two good excuses to attend a lecture.)

The first talk was on nuclear fusion which I missed because I was fashionably late. (The curry I ate yesterday was unstable in my stomach and I had to explode them into a black hole.)

The second was on particles that travel faster than the speed of light called tachyons. (Inside question: How do you raise research funding to study an imaginary particle? Do you stand in front of an imaginary grant body who gives you imaginary money to build an imaginary particle accelerator in the French-Swiss border? Once you get imaginary experimental results, do you then publish it in an imaginary journal which will be read by imaginary scientists who will deem you worthy of an imaginary prize? How?? Paano? Apay?) When the talk ended, I thought I had imagined the whole thing. In fact, this paragraph is just a figment of your imagination.

The third lecture was on near earth asteroids (NEA) and how to deflect them. The next NEA event is sometime in 2029. Frankly, I couldn't care less if humans get an asteroid deflection system running by 2050. I'll be old and dying by then. What care I if an asteroid hits earth? Better for it to happen to kill off all those politicians and idiots (like Mike Defensor and Raul Gonzalez).

The fourth talk was on building carbon nanotube tethers from Earth to space stations. A proposal said to be feasible and would reduce the cost of sending objects into space. Fancy, but surely even if NASA charges $100000/kg of payload, the Chinese and the Kazakhs can also do it for a fraction of the price. In fact, Chinese rockets are so cheap they launched one last month, sent to hit and destroy an orbiting satellite. (This is the best demonstration of Star Wars so far and it pissed off the Americans because they all talked about it since the glorious 80s but never delivered. In fact, the Patriot missile defense system has NEVER intercepted anything, and this includes both Gulf Wars.)



Ah, and thank you to Youtube for letting us catch up with the latest Kris Aquino melodrama. I think I need to go to therapy after watching her make a mountain out of a molehill. "This is a private matter between me and my husband, but let me talk about it in public...." Arrgh!! My friend Alexandra S. tells me Kris is just staying in this marriage because her husband has a big penis. Well, it's not big enough to shut her mouth, innit? (And I don't want to be mean as I feel sorry for her and her baby due in two months.)


HRO Karl Willem and PA/PR Gromit are transfixed to roadkill tv....

Finally, His Royal Orangeness Karl Willem and PA/PR Gromit made some dumplings from scratch which we devoured with gusto.


Hmm, I think I will open a carinderia....

Home cooked pulutan with Belle-Vue Cherry Beer. Yum.....

In a change of programming, a blog post not involving pictures of the Nashman*

Send Bruce Willis......

Last night was the most surreal but entertaining set of lectures I have ever attended this term. (Ok, I was lured by the free pizza and beer - which are two good excuses to attend a lecture.)

The first talk was on nuclear fusion which I missed because I was fashionably late. (The curry I ate yesterday was unstable in my stomach and I had to explode them into a black hole.)

The second was on particles that travel faster than the speed of light called tachyons. (Inside question: How do you raise research funding to study an imaginary particle? Do you stand in front of an imaginary grant body who gives you imaginary money to build an imaginary particle accelerator in the French-Swiss border? Once you get imaginary experimental results, do you then publish it in an imaginary journal which will be read by imaginary scientists who will deem you worthy of an imaginary prize? How?? Paano? Apay?) When the talk ended, I thought I had imagined the whole thing. In fact, this paragraph is just a figment of your imagination.

The third lecture was on near earth asteroids (NEA) and how to deflect them. The next NEA event is sometime in 2029. Frankly, I couldn't care less if humans get an asteroid deflection system running by 2050. I'll be old and dying by then. What care I if an asteroid hits earth? Better for it to happen to kill off all those politicians and idiots (like Mike Defensor and Raul Gonzalez).

The fourth talk was on building carbon nanotube tethers from Earth to space stations. A proposal said to be feasible and would reduce the cost of sending objects into space. Fancy, but surely even if NASA charges $100000/kg of payload, the Chinese and the Kazakhs can also do it for a fraction of the price. In fact, Chinese rockets are so cheap they launched one last month, sent to hit and destroy an orbiting satellite. (This is the best demonstration of Star Wars so far and it pissed off the Americans because they all talked about it since the glorious 80s but never delivered. In fact, the Patriot missile defense system has NEVER intercepted anything, and this includes both Gulf Wars.)



Ah, and thank you to Youtube for letting us catch up with the latest Kris Aquino melodrama. I think I need to go to therapy after watching her make a mountain out of a molehill. "This is a private matter between me and my husband, but let me talk about it in public...." Arrgh!! My friend Alexandra S. tells me Kris is just staying in this marriage because her husband has a big penis. Well, it's not big enough to shut her mouth, innit? (And I don't want to be mean as I feel sorry for her and her baby due in two months.)


HRO Karl Willem and PA/PR Gromit are transfixed to roadkill tv....

Finally, His Royal Orangeness Karl Willem and PA/PR Gromit made some dumplings from scratch which we devoured with gusto.


Hmm, I think I will open a carinderia....

Home cooked pulutan with Belle-Vue Cherry Beer. Yum.....

The Nashman Studies of Motion 22: Things you can do with UV Light that don't involve CSI or bodily emissions

That thing Grissom and his muchachos use in CSI?

I got me one of those.

Add a UV marker.

Use The Nashman as a canvass.

Et Voila!..........


I was too busy to play Equus.

Discus Throw.

Half-Vitruvian Man.

Lotus Position.

Full Frontal.

The Nashman Studies of Motion 22: Things you can do with UV Light that don't involve CSI or bodily emissions

That thing Grissom and his muchachos use in CSI?

I got me one of those.

Add a UV marker.

Use The Nashman as a canvass.

Et Voila!..........


I was too busy to play Equus.

Discus Throw.

Half-Vitruvian Man.

Lotus Position.

Full Frontal.

AM Radio

His Royal Orangeness Karl Willem and PA/PR Gromit at our training facility...

Don't you miss AM radio? Especially the afternoon programs which lulled you to sleep for your siesta while summering in da probins?

So, to revive this dying medium, The Nashman, HRO Karl Willem and PA/PR Gromit decided to exploit new technology such as the ubiquitous youtube to remind our dear blog readers how it was in the olden days......

This special video is not in stereo but please indulge us - Bury your grandma (make sure she signs your inheritance first), sit on her rocking chair, ramp up the volume to 11, close your eyes, and let the bedroom voice of The Nashman and the soothing music* transport you to da Pelepens, circa 1980....(*Milonga Uruguaya by Paco Pena and Eduardo Falu)

AM Radio

His Royal Orangeness Karl Willem and PA/PR Gromit at our training facility...

Don't you miss AM radio? Especially the afternoon programs which lulled you to sleep for your siesta while summering in da probins?

So, to revive this dying medium, The Nashman, HRO Karl Willem and PA/PR Gromit decided to exploit new technology such as the ubiquitous youtube to remind our dear blog readers how it was in the olden days......

This special video is not in stereo but please indulge us - Bury your grandma (make sure she signs your inheritance first), sit on her rocking chair, ramp up the volume to 11, close your eyes, and let the bedroom voice of The Nashman and the soothing music* transport you to da Pelepens, circa 1980....(*Milonga Uruguaya by Paco Pena and Eduardo Falu)

This Blog Has Been Endorsed by Gael

My favourite Mexican homie, Gael Garcia Bernal, and crazed genius Michel Gondry have gushingly endorsed my humble blog in their recent film La Science des rêves (The Science of Sleep). I nearly fell off my cinema seat last night when Gael described my blog in the opening sequence as a mandatory ingredient for experiencing wonderful dreams. Anyways, this film is whack and, like this web diary, it won't appeal to everyone but I loved it. (Warning: Since this is also a French film, it has no ending....)


HRO Karl Willem and PA/PR Gromit and home cooked soul food - Bistek and miso soup

Aaaaanywho, this week, I've done lots of eating. It's quite obvious why I have a disgustingly unsexy belly. Thank God for my girls' basketball team who are growing stronger and quicker each day. If not for our intensive training sessions, I'd be looking like a Filipino Tongressman. I appreciate how they push me hard, physically and mentally, helping me bring sexy back. Someone said I should be ashamed of playing ball with girls, but then again......the benefits far outweigh the superficial embarrassment.....Kay sarap kayang mag pick and roll pag tsikababes yung nag-set ng screen....


Monday: Deep fried Panda meat.

Big fish.........

NOT!

Thursday: Red, red, wine.....

....with Sukiyaki at G's. She's back from Libya and we were all excited. Lucky her! I really really want to go to Libya and see Leptis Magna and all those Roman ruins. Qaddafi are you listening? Sign my visa application already!

They're going to be depleted soon. Those Novi Ruskis from BlingKingsgrad are snorting it from every orifice...So might as well eat as much caviar as you can....

This Blog Has Been Endorsed by Gael

My favourite Mexican homie, Gael Garcia Bernal, and crazed genius Michel Gondry have gushingly endorsed my humble blog in their recent film La Science des rêves (The Science of Sleep). I nearly fell off my cinema seat last night when Gael described my blog in the opening sequence as a mandatory ingredient for experiencing wonderful dreams. Anyways, this film is whack and, like this web diary, it won't appeal to everyone but I loved it. (Warning: Since this is also a French film, it has no ending....)


HRO Karl Willem and PA/PR Gromit and home cooked soul food - Bistek and miso soup

Aaaaanywho, this week, I've done lots of eating. It's quite obvious why I have a disgustingly unsexy belly. Thank God for my girls' basketball team who are growing stronger and quicker each day. If not for our intensive training sessions, I'd be looking like a Filipino Tongressman. I appreciate how they push me hard, physically and mentally, helping me bring sexy back. Someone said I should be ashamed of playing ball with girls, but then again......the benefits far outweigh the superficial embarrassment.....Kay sarap kayang mag pick and roll pag tsikababes yung nag-set ng screen....


Monday: Deep fried Panda meat.

Big fish.........

NOT!

Thursday: Red, red, wine.....

....with Sukiyaki at G's. She's back from Libya and we were all excited. Lucky her! I really really want to go to Libya and see Leptis Magna and all those Roman ruins. Qaddafi are you listening? Sign my visa application already!

They're going to be depleted soon. Those Novi Ruskis from BlingKingsgrad are snorting it from every orifice...So might as well eat as much caviar as you can....

For this lent, I'm abstaining from religion.....

I've got a laser and flesh eating pathogens should you dare venture past my door....I'm the only panget in this village!

For this Lenten season, I will try to abstain from all things negative and will focus only on the beautiful things in life.

Which means that in the morning, I will avoid looking at the mirror.



And since I want to be surrounded by nothing but beauty, I told the course coordinator that I will take only pretty pupils. Teaching is a very hard thing to do, more so if you are staring at the blank faces of fugly students.



This is why I admire my teachers in High School and College. I mean, 90% of my classmates were mingers (including me) and it's truly benevolent and kind of any one who is willing to stand in front of such fugliness for one hour, three times a week. And now you know why Socrates pioneered the tutorial system - he picked only one or two students, and chose only the good looking ones. (And after class, he shagged them silly.)


What would Oxbarrio do without our allies from Portugal? Thank you Portugal for such sweet nectar....

One thing that we won't be abstaining from anytime soon is booze. In fact, Camford is renowned for University-sponsored alcoholism. Me and the gang were DJ'ing in the college bar the other night when it occurred to us that apart from us (and the Graduate Dean, who paid for drinks), everyone else was born after the fall of the Berlin wall. To make a long frustrating story short, no one was digging my mu-sique. (Only my selection of Brandon Flowers elicited some head bobbing. I felt so old.) Then, a student came in and seriously this kid was no more than 13 years old! He has yet to grow pubes! Dang, he has yet to experience his first boner. (Well, maybe he has. The amount of 'experimentation' the undergrads do is truly scandalous. But nevertheless, they all go on to do far greater things.) We confronted the Dean who said he was probably a "kid genius". Kid geniuses are annoying. Maybe because I'm envious as I wasn't one.

Following the Dean's logic, there were, oh, 30 'kid geniuses' in the bar. There were some very beautiful girls but I held on to the Rosary in my pocket for moral and spiritual strength. (....and even if we apply Dutch laws for consent, no one wants to be the D.O.M.) We let the young ones have their ale. Better they get drunk inside college than in the mean streets of Oxbarrio. In my beloved country,they'd still be drinking Promil Infant Formula....but then again, I was only 5 when I had my first shot of brandy. Praise Baal for enlightened parents!


We have our own label ale as well! But ale is fattening and I want to keep my nubile figure so I stuck to the Vodka and Brandy. I'm starting to act my age - experienced, sophisticated........