The Spiders and the Chaos met once again, at the cleverly named Richfield Arena, for what is always a tough matchup between the two teams. This time the Spiders came out on top in regulation with a fine destruction of the Chaos team. Even with the short bench of just 11 skaters the Spiders were able to pour on the forecheck and keep the Chaos pinned in their own zone for nearly the entire game.
The Spiders started out strong right away. Their passes were crisp and tape-to-tape, which is fairly uncommon. Center Mike Johnson started the barrage of goals early with the first goal just 2 minutes 29 seconds into the first period. Mike Schroeder and Jason Freed, in their one-year deal with the Spiders, add assists to their point totals to secure them a contract extension, possibly even signing bonuses and endorsement deals.
The Spiders, winning nearly every face-off, grabbed a goal from the quick hands of Yard. After winning the face-off, Spiders rock-solid defender Rob Droullard set up winger Jake Cison for a one-timer. Cison blasted an end-over-end shot at the net. Yard grabbed out of the air, threw it to his stick and swatted it past the netminder. It was such a quick play that even the camera crews weren’t able to catch a shot of it. Luckily, a fan was able to capture the action and post it to YouTube here:
With the early two-goal lead the Spiders took it right into the second period. The Spiders lines were shuffling throughout the game due to the three centers and only two sets of wings. However, that didn’t stop the Semper Fi line from getting on the board again. This time it was Cory Vandenberghe, getting his long awaited second goal of the season, burning the goalie with a blistering shot of about five miles per hour. Vandenberghe claims, during the post-game press conference, it was a planned move as he let the puck slide off his stick and right through the five hole of the goalie.
The Spiders were enjoying their three-goal lead. And the Chaos weren’t taking it very well, with Corder jumping into the penalty box for roughing on the following face-off. The Spiders were able to fire the puck on net quite a few times, and the Chaos goalie also showed some flashes of great goaltending coming up with some big saves.
Eventually, Cison would make the Chaos, and Corder, pay for the mistake as he battled all four of the Chaos penalty killers before he eventually slammed it past the goalie. Spiders teammates were scared to congratulate Cison after his goal because of the anger that could be seen behind his cage. Even the Spiders netminder Travis Fransen said during his post game interview he could see Cison mean-mugging everyone on the ice from the opposite end.
As the Spiders defensemen built a brick wall at the Chaos blue line Johnson tallied his second of the night with some hard work and the help of Cison.
Yard, Jason Freed and Tim Wahlberg jumped on the ice to take the next shift. They would make it a good one. Droullard maintaining that brick wall at the blue line would set up Yard for his second of the night. Freed would also get an assist on the goal.
Jake “Do-it-Yourself” Cison would eventually grab another goal, unassisted again, with just 41 seconds left in the second period. The Spiders put in five goals in the second period making the score 7-0 going into the third.
The third period would go just like the first and second periods as the Spiders continued their ferocious forecheck foray. The defensemen moved the bricks during intermission and most of the play would continue to happen in the offensive zone. Spiders center Christian Heitzman got into the scoring mood in the third period. Heitzman put on a puck-handling clinic as he battled his way through Chaos defenders and found the back of the net. Cison and Grotbeck get assists on the play.
The next two goals would come from Freed. The first one happened thanks to the hard work of Wahlberg who dug the puck out of the corner and made a great pass to Yard. Yard centered the puck to Freed, who was wide open in the slot, blowing a one-timer past the Chaos goalie.
From there, the Spiders started to slide a bit. Yard would be called for a tripping penalty behind the play. Wanting to get on the scoresheet any way he could, Flannery was not to be outdone and would get called for tripping in the same play giving the Chaos a 5-on-3 power play. Just 24 seconds into the power play the Chaos were able to get one by Fransen making the score 9-1. The Spiders would finish off the 5-on-4 penalty kill.
Somehow, Chaos defenseman Webb was able to escape out of his zone and put one past Fransen.
Freed was able to sneak the puck past the worn-down goalie for a second time as time was nearing expiration with assists going to Jake “Record Setting” Cison and Yard.
Heitzman, checking stats on the bench, realized the other two centers had two goals apiece. Not to be outdone he went and put in his second of the night with 33 seconds left on the clock.
Nine Spiders recorded points in the game for a team total of 26 points. The D1 squad has really found some unit cohesion this year maintaining a perfect 7-0 record. The next hurdle for the Spiders to overcome is putting up zero on the scoreboard for Fransen. Their next opportunity will be against the Fighting Saints at the Coliseum next year.
Thursday, December 23, 2010
Monday, December 13, 2010
Shotguns vs. Robbers
Another e-mail I got... Take it for what it's worth.
Shotgun preteen vs. Illegal alien Home Invaders: Butte, Montana
Two illegal aliens, Ralphel Resindez, 23, and Enrico Garza, 26, probably believed they would easily overpower home-alone 11 year old Patricia Harrington after her father had left their two-story home.
It seems the two crooks were not truly aware of two things:
1 - They were in Montana
2 - Patricia has been a clay shooting champion since she was nine.
Patricia was in her upstairs room when the two men broke through the front door of the house. She quickly ran to her father's room and grabbed his 12 gauge Mossberg 500 shotgun.
Resindez was the first to get up to the second floor and was the first to catch a near point blank blast of buckshot from the 11-year-old's knee crouch aim. He suffered fatal wounds to his abdomen and genitals.
When Garza ran to the foot of the stairs, he took a blast to the left shoulder and staggered out into the street where he bled to death before medical help could arrive.
It was found out later that Resindez was armed with a stolen 45 caliber handgun he had taken from another home invasion robbery. The victim of that robbery, 50-year-old David 0Burien, was not so lucky. He died from stab wounds to the chest.
Have you ever wondered why good stuff never makes NBC, CBS, PBS, MSNBC, CNN, or ABC news...an 11 year old girl, properly trained, defended her home, and herself - against two murderous, illegal immigrants...and she wins, she is still alive.
Now that is Gun Control!
Shotgun preteen vs. Illegal alien Home Invaders: Butte, Montana
Two illegal aliens, Ralphel Resindez, 23, and Enrico Garza, 26, probably believed they would easily overpower home-alone 11 year old Patricia Harrington after her father had left their two-story home.
It seems the two crooks were not truly aware of two things:
1 - They were in Montana
2 - Patricia has been a clay shooting champion since she was nine.
Patricia was in her upstairs room when the two men broke through the front door of the house. She quickly ran to her father's room and grabbed his 12 gauge Mossberg 500 shotgun.
Resindez was the first to get up to the second floor and was the first to catch a near point blank blast of buckshot from the 11-year-old's knee crouch aim. He suffered fatal wounds to his abdomen and genitals.
When Garza ran to the foot of the stairs, he took a blast to the left shoulder and staggered out into the street where he bled to death before medical help could arrive.
It was found out later that Resindez was armed with a stolen 45 caliber handgun he had taken from another home invasion robbery. The victim of that robbery, 50-year-old David 0Burien, was not so lucky. He died from stab wounds to the chest.
Have you ever wondered why good stuff never makes NBC, CBS, PBS, MSNBC, CNN, or ABC news...an 11 year old girl, properly trained, defended her home, and herself - against two murderous, illegal immigrants...and she wins, she is still alive.
Now that is Gun Control!
Thursday, December 9, 2010
Winkers Jeans
Maybe if they had gotten a decent model to showcase these they woul... NO. They would still be completely ridicoulous!
Amplify’d from www.cnbc.com
Last week we made quite a splash writing about Winkers Jeans, the jeans that "wink" at you if you are walking behind someone's...behind...who is wearing them. The YouTube video demonstrating how the jeans "work" is now closing in on 650,000 hits.
See this Amp at http://amplify.com/u/i0te
Wednesday, December 8, 2010
Piece of cake! You can do it, too!
Secret Documents!
Breaking news from the AP:
In a long overdue move, based in no small part on the current episode of Wikileaks, the U.S. Government has finally settled on a secure location for ALL Top Secret US Government documents. A place so secure that even people with the highest of clearances cannot gain access.
All classified documents will now be stored at the same location of Barack Hussein Obama/Barry Sortero's Birth Certificate, College Transcripts, SSN application and off-shore campaign contributors list.
That should finally solve the problem of any more classified documents ever seeing the light of day!
In a long overdue move, based in no small part on the current episode of Wikileaks, the U.S. Government has finally settled on a secure location for ALL Top Secret US Government documents. A place so secure that even people with the highest of clearances cannot gain access.
All classified documents will now be stored at the same location of Barack Hussein Obama/Barry Sortero's Birth Certificate, College Transcripts, SSN application and off-shore campaign contributors list.
That should finally solve the problem of any more classified documents ever seeing the light of day!
Monday, December 6, 2010
[ORIGINAL] --Just awesome talent--
Pretty amazing video. Can't believe it only has 200k views.
See this Amp at http://amplify.com/u/hsub
Friday, December 3, 2010
Mark Eliseuson's sculpture: White separatist's noose-holding KKK snowman spreads holiday hate | Mail Online
I don't condone hate like this... Just showing the ignorance of some people.
See this Amp at http://amplify.com/u/hd8g
Rangel Gets a Stern Talking To
So this guy doesn't pay taxes and illegally raises campaign funds and he's allowed to stay in congress. I'm sure his stern talking to in front of the rest of the class was enough for him to pay up on the taxes. It's crap that this guy can duck out on his civic duty of paying taxes, and yet he's allowed to stay on as a lawmaker make decisions that affect this country.
Amplify’d from www.twincities.com
After the public rebuke, which took Pelosi just a few seconds, Rangel gave brief remarks, striking a somewhat defiant tone and reiterating his previous claims that he never tried to "enrich myself."
See this Amp at http://amplify.com/u/hd83
Thursday, December 2, 2010
Samuel Adams® Chocolate Bock
Currently drinking this beer. It is amazing. Do yourself a favor and buy a sample pack.
See this Amp at http://amplify.com/u/h8uf
Sunday, November 7, 2010
Hockey Hockey House cleaning
Well, last night we got another win for the Spiders. It was pretty awesome. The game started out with us scoring two goals right away. Then things got interesting. Somehow, after jumping out to a 3-0 lead we decided to let them score a couple goals. All in all, it wasn't a pretty game, but we came out ahead winning 6-5. It was terrible.
One of the referees for the game was a former NHL player who must have thought we played the ugliest hockey on earth. It was worse than watching 5-year-olds play soccer.
I'm getting ready to play again tonight. This time for the C2 Spiders. They are one division higher than the other Spiders, which means they're supposed to be better than us.
In other news, we just had the carpets cleaned at the house. We really needed it. I wish I could have seen what the guy was throwing out in the yard as he emptied the cleaner. From what I can tell from the remnants, it had to be disgusting.
We also painted some of the outside of the house. A squirrel had taken to eating the trim around our garage doors and the siding. A big shout out to that squirrel. I hope it dies from eating the siding. Painting all that stuff made a huge difference in the appearance of the front of the house. It sure looks nice now.
I've also given up drinking for the most part. I try not to anymore. I went about three weeks without a drink. I had a couple with the friends the other night at BWWs. I'm a sucker for the AmberBock; when it's on tap I can't resist. It ended up being absolutely delicious. Winterfest by Sam Adams is coming up. That is my favorite beer of all time. It is so good. I can't even explain it. I don't know what I'm going to do since I'm not drinking anymore. Do I buy some and when my period of sobriety is over take advantage of the stock? All signs point to yes, as the magic 8-ball would say.
That's all for now. I have to get ready for the hockey game.
One of the referees for the game was a former NHL player who must have thought we played the ugliest hockey on earth. It was worse than watching 5-year-olds play soccer.
I'm getting ready to play again tonight. This time for the C2 Spiders. They are one division higher than the other Spiders, which means they're supposed to be better than us.
In other news, we just had the carpets cleaned at the house. We really needed it. I wish I could have seen what the guy was throwing out in the yard as he emptied the cleaner. From what I can tell from the remnants, it had to be disgusting.
We also painted some of the outside of the house. A squirrel had taken to eating the trim around our garage doors and the siding. A big shout out to that squirrel. I hope it dies from eating the siding. Painting all that stuff made a huge difference in the appearance of the front of the house. It sure looks nice now.
I've also given up drinking for the most part. I try not to anymore. I went about three weeks without a drink. I had a couple with the friends the other night at BWWs. I'm a sucker for the AmberBock; when it's on tap I can't resist. It ended up being absolutely delicious. Winterfest by Sam Adams is coming up. That is my favorite beer of all time. It is so good. I can't even explain it. I don't know what I'm going to do since I'm not drinking anymore. Do I buy some and when my period of sobriety is over take advantage of the stock? All signs point to yes, as the magic 8-ball would say.
That's all for now. I have to get ready for the hockey game.
Tuesday, November 2, 2010
Doggie Run
This was the run with the pups. Pretty good pace.
1.46 miles and 13:24 time. The beagle was the hold up today. I'm hoping to get her in really good shape so she can run the 5k-9 next year. Keep her healthy and fit is priority number one!
1.46 miles and 13:24 time. The beagle was the hold up today. I'm hoping to get her in really good shape so she can run the 5k-9 next year. Keep her healthy and fit is priority number one!
Finally running again
Today I took the dogs for a run, and it felt really good. Upon returning home I locked the mutts in the house and decided to venture out for a run by myself. It was just as exhilarating as the first run. I can run, I guess it was just hard finding the motivation to do the actual running. I'm going to have to stick with it.
Tonight I played in my third C2 AHA hockey game. It seems so much easier than D1. I don't feel like we're all 5-year-olds chasing the puck. My teammates play very good positional hockey and passes are mostly tape to tape. Sounds like a farce, but we looked pretty good tonight.
We could have used some more defense to keep the puck out of our goal 6 times, but we scored 9, so it all worked out. I was on my bum once. I guess those transitions are still a work in progress. However, I felt so much more comfortable with the flat-bottom-V sharpening. If you play hockey, do yourself a favor and get those skates sharpened with the FBV. It makes a world of difference.
The other thing I learned today is I have a short IT band in my hip, according to the chiropractor. I thought I just had one leg that was shorter than the other. Turns out it, it's a muscle band that runs from my butt to my knee that is really tight. I bought a roller to help stretch it out. That's the other reason I wasn't running. My right hip hurt so bad after running I could barely walk.
I'm sure none of this has anything to do with the repeated bashing my hips took while trying to learn 360's at Spirit Mountain when I was 19. At one point, I couldn't lay on either side because they were so banged up. I'm sure that won't come back to haunt me in five years. Either way, I've learned how to spin those threes and make it count!
I'm going to stick with the running for a while and see if it helps with my hockey. I'm counting on everybody who doesn't read this to hold me to it!
Here's my run this afternoon:
Tonight I played in my third C2 AHA hockey game. It seems so much easier than D1. I don't feel like we're all 5-year-olds chasing the puck. My teammates play very good positional hockey and passes are mostly tape to tape. Sounds like a farce, but we looked pretty good tonight.
We could have used some more defense to keep the puck out of our goal 6 times, but we scored 9, so it all worked out. I was on my bum once. I guess those transitions are still a work in progress. However, I felt so much more comfortable with the flat-bottom-V sharpening. If you play hockey, do yourself a favor and get those skates sharpened with the FBV. It makes a world of difference.
The other thing I learned today is I have a short IT band in my hip, according to the chiropractor. I thought I just had one leg that was shorter than the other. Turns out it, it's a muscle band that runs from my butt to my knee that is really tight. I bought a roller to help stretch it out. That's the other reason I wasn't running. My right hip hurt so bad after running I could barely walk.
I'm sure none of this has anything to do with the repeated bashing my hips took while trying to learn 360's at Spirit Mountain when I was 19. At one point, I couldn't lay on either side because they were so banged up. I'm sure that won't come back to haunt me in five years. Either way, I've learned how to spin those threes and make it count!
I'm going to stick with the running for a while and see if it helps with my hockey. I'm counting on everybody who doesn't read this to hold me to it!
Here's my run this afternoon:
Thursday, September 23, 2010
Mensa? Maybe.
I was recently thinking about joining Mensa. Well, I'd like to take an IQ test to show that I'm eligible for joining Mensa. In my quest for trying to find said tests, I found this one. I'm not really sure about some of these. They're completely opposite of me, and I was very honest on the test. Here's the results:
Take Cattell 16 Factor Test (similar to 16pf)
personality tests by similarminds.com
http://www.similarminds.com/cattell-16-factor.html
Take the test yourself. What do you think?
| Cattell's 16 Factor Test Results
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personality tests by similarminds.com
http://www.similarminds.com/cattell-16-factor.html
Take the test yourself. What do you think?
Saturday, September 18, 2010
Educational Goal Statement Rough Draft
I was the first person in my family to go to college right after high school. I did not finish my degree, and since then my dad has finished his bachelor’s degree. I’ve been back in school off and on after being honorably discharged from the Marine Corps. I finally decided it was time to finish the degree and get into a career path.
I have been enrolled in two community colleges in Minnesota, and I recently graduated from North Hennepin Community College with an Associate of Arts degree. I started with the Law Enforcement program, but I jumped to the other program when I had the opportunity to participate in the L.E.T.O. program with the State Patrol. I also have a background in journalism from my time in the Marine Corps.
I would like to continue my federal service by joining the U.S. Marshal Service. Hence, the reason I’d like to study Criminal Justice and Sociology.
I would like for my degree to encompass some of the socioeconomic struggles facing those who end up as recidivistic offenders. It seems so much emphasis is placed on punishment of offenders instead of rehabilitation. I think there needs to be an understanding of what drives people to continue to offend. Sociology classes will help with that. I have been taking sociology classes through NHCC, and I found Families in Crisis to be one of the best classes I have taken so far.
I hope to gain an insight and the ability to understand what it takes to help with the rehabilitation process. I understand that no matter the amount of education a person receives that it is not a guarantee of understanding, but I hope to make a small difference.
My idea of an educated person is somebody who is empathetic, helpful and offers solutions instead of being a part of the problem. Being able to remember what was read and put it down on paper for a test does not prove to be a useful measure of education. It is what people choose to do with that ability and present it to the world in a useful manner.
I have been enrolled in two community colleges in Minnesota, and I recently graduated from North Hennepin Community College with an Associate of Arts degree. I started with the Law Enforcement program, but I jumped to the other program when I had the opportunity to participate in the L.E.T.O. program with the State Patrol. I also have a background in journalism from my time in the Marine Corps.
I would like to continue my federal service by joining the U.S. Marshal Service. Hence, the reason I’d like to study Criminal Justice and Sociology.
I would like for my degree to encompass some of the socioeconomic struggles facing those who end up as recidivistic offenders. It seems so much emphasis is placed on punishment of offenders instead of rehabilitation. I think there needs to be an understanding of what drives people to continue to offend. Sociology classes will help with that. I have been taking sociology classes through NHCC, and I found Families in Crisis to be one of the best classes I have taken so far.
I hope to gain an insight and the ability to understand what it takes to help with the rehabilitation process. I understand that no matter the amount of education a person receives that it is not a guarantee of understanding, but I hope to make a small difference.
My idea of an educated person is somebody who is empathetic, helpful and offers solutions instead of being a part of the problem. Being able to remember what was read and put it down on paper for a test does not prove to be a useful measure of education. It is what people choose to do with that ability and present it to the world in a useful manner.
Thursday, September 9, 2010
Retribution
RETRIBUTION IS JUST A SHORT TIME AWAY!
Take a look at this and just remember elections in November 2010.
1. U.S. House & Senate have voted themselves $4,700 and $5,300 raises.
2. They voted to NOT give you a S.S. cost of living raise in 2010 and 2011.
3. Your Medicare premiums will go up $285.60 for the 2 years.
4. You will not get the 3% COLA: $660/yr.
5. Your total 2-yr loss and cost is -$1,600 or -$3,200 for husband and wife.
6. Over these same 2 years, each Congress person will get $10,000.
Do you feel BETRAYED?
Will your cost of drugs - doctor fees - local taxes - food, etc., decrease? NO WAY.
Congress received a raise and has better health and retirement benefits than you or I.
Why should they care about you or me?
You never did anything about it in the past did you?
Obviously they believe we are simply too stupid or just don't care.
Do you really think that Nancy, Harry, Chris, Charlie, Barney et. al. care about you?
Send the message to these individuals --- “YOU'RE FIRED!”
In 2010 you will have a chance to get rid of the sitting Congress: up to 1/3 of the Senate and 100% of the House! Make sure you're still mad in November 2010 and remind their replacements not to screw up. It is ok to forward this to your sphere of influence if you are finally tired of the abuse.
Maybe it's time for Amendment 28 to the Constitution.
"Congress shall make no law that applies to the citizens of the United States that does not apply equally to the Senators or Representatives, and Congress shall make no law that applies to the Senators or Representatives that does not apply equally to the citizens of the United States."
Let's get this passed around, folks - these people in Washington have brought this upon themselves! It's time for retribution. Let's take back America.
Take a look at this and just remember elections in November 2010.
1. U.S. House & Senate have voted themselves $4,700 and $5,300 raises.
2. They voted to NOT give you a S.S. cost of living raise in 2010 and 2011.
3. Your Medicare premiums will go up $285.60 for the 2 years.
4. You will not get the 3% COLA: $660/yr.
5. Your total 2-yr loss and cost is -$1,600 or -$3,200 for husband and wife.
6. Over these same 2 years, each Congress person will get $10,000.
Do you feel BETRAYED?
Will your cost of drugs - doctor fees - local taxes - food, etc., decrease? NO WAY.
Congress received a raise and has better health and retirement benefits than you or I.
Why should they care about you or me?
You never did anything about it in the past did you?
Obviously they believe we are simply too stupid or just don't care.
Do you really think that Nancy, Harry, Chris, Charlie, Barney et. al. care about you?
Send the message to these individuals --- “YOU'RE FIRED!”
In 2010 you will have a chance to get rid of the sitting Congress: up to 1/3 of the Senate and 100% of the House! Make sure you're still mad in November 2010 and remind their replacements not to screw up. It is ok to forward this to your sphere of influence if you are finally tired of the abuse.
Maybe it's time for Amendment 28 to the Constitution.
"Congress shall make no law that applies to the citizens of the United States that does not apply equally to the Senators or Representatives, and Congress shall make no law that applies to the Senators or Representatives that does not apply equally to the citizens of the United States."
Let's get this passed around, folks - these people in Washington have brought this upon themselves! It's time for retribution. Let's take back America.
Thursday, September 2, 2010
Aid to Countries
The United States is fiscally broke and can't help our own seniors, veterans, orphans, homeless etc.
Yet, we have a benefit for the people of Haiti on 12 TV stations, ships and planes lining up with food, water, tents, clothes, bedding, doctors and medical supplies.
In the last month we have provided aid to Haiti, Chile, and Turkey.
Our retired seniors living on a fixed income receive no aid or get any breaks while our government and religious organizations pour hundreds of millions of dollars and tons of food to Foreign Countries!
We have hundreds of adoptable children who are shoved aside to make room for the adoption of foreign orphans.
USA, a country where we have homeless without shelter, children going to bed hungry, elderly going without needed meds and mentally ill without treatment.
Imagine if the government gave us the same support they give to other countries.
Yet, we have a benefit for the people of Haiti on 12 TV stations, ships and planes lining up with food, water, tents, clothes, bedding, doctors and medical supplies.
In the last month we have provided aid to Haiti, Chile, and Turkey.
Our retired seniors living on a fixed income receive no aid or get any breaks while our government and religious organizations pour hundreds of millions of dollars and tons of food to Foreign Countries!
We have hundreds of adoptable children who are shoved aside to make room for the adoption of foreign orphans.
USA, a country where we have homeless without shelter, children going to bed hungry, elderly going without needed meds and mentally ill without treatment.
Imagine if the government gave us the same support they give to other countries.
Saturday, August 28, 2010
Jackpot in My Spam Folder
I check my spam folder in my Gmail account quite a bit as they do a really good job of keeping spam out of my inbox. Once in a great while, some of my subscribed to emails get lost in the spam folder. So I peruse the titles, and sometimes I like to read the spam. Usually it's the same old junk. You know the titles of them are always Monster size my penis, Pleasure her for weeks on end, and Cheap Viagra are the most common.
Today I got the email pasted below. Man, I'm excited! I get $3.06 million just for being a foreigner. Who said being an American was bad? Not I! I'm over-joyed at this great possibility of becoming rich. I mean, seriously, how many of you can say you got this email? That's right! None of you. I am sorry, but it may be a while before I write in this blog again because I'm going to be enjoying my $3.06 million.
Check the letter:
Mrs.Maria Cristina Gamboa
REGIONAL AUDITOR,
HEAD OFFICE BANCO DE ORO UNIVERSAL BANK .
12 ADB AVENUE, ORTIGAS CENTER,
MANDALUYONG CITY,PHILIPPINES.
Attention
Let me start by introducing myself,I am Mrs.Maria Cristina Gamboa , REGIONAL AUDITOR OFFICER BANCO DE ORO UNIVERSAL BANK.I am writing you this letter based on the latest development at my bank, which I will like to bring to your personal edification.I am a top official in charge of client accounts in (EQUITABLE PCI BANK) which is now BANCO DE ORO UNIVERSAL BANK inside the Philippines.the merger was late(2007).The merger is part of a long-term goal of Banco de Oro to become one of the largest names in the Philippine banking industry.
In 2001, my client was going through a horrendous divorce in the United States of America and was on the verge of losing most of his estate to his vicious and diabolical wife.He transferred some funds, ten million two hundred thousand dollars ($10.2m) to a fixed deposit account in my bank under an alias which only the two of us knew about as the confidentiality of the matter was necessary for his protection.
Due to his untimely death in early 2002, the funds have been sitting in the account ever since and will continue to do so perpetually unless we do something about it. My client did not declare any next of kin in his official papers including the paper work of his bank deposit. Against this backdrop, my suggestion to you is that I would like you as a foreigner to stand as the next of kin to our client so that you will be able to receive his funds.The allocation of our money will be as follows: 30%($3.06m) to you for your part in this, 70% for me. Again, I will be in charge of everything else.If you are interested in working with me please contact me via my private e-mail (mrsmcg7@gmail.com) for further details.
Mrs.Maria Cristina Gamboa
Today I got the email pasted below. Man, I'm excited! I get $3.06 million just for being a foreigner. Who said being an American was bad? Not I! I'm over-joyed at this great possibility of becoming rich. I mean, seriously, how many of you can say you got this email? That's right! None of you. I am sorry, but it may be a while before I write in this blog again because I'm going to be enjoying my $3.06 million.
Check the letter:
Mrs.Maria Cristina Gamboa
REGIONAL AUDITOR,
HEAD OFFICE BANCO DE ORO UNIVERSAL BANK .
12 ADB AVENUE, ORTIGAS CENTER,
MANDALUYONG CITY,PHILIPPINES.
Attention
Let me start by introducing myself,I am Mrs.Maria Cristina Gamboa , REGIONAL AUDITOR OFFICER BANCO DE ORO UNIVERSAL BANK.I am writing you this letter based on the latest development at my bank, which I will like to bring to your personal edification.I am a top official in charge of client accounts in (EQUITABLE PCI BANK) which is now BANCO DE ORO UNIVERSAL BANK inside the Philippines.the merger was late(2007).The merger is part of a long-term goal of Banco de Oro to become one of the largest names in the Philippine banking industry.
In 2001, my client was going through a horrendous divorce in the United States of America and was on the verge of losing most of his estate to his vicious and diabolical wife.He transferred some funds, ten million two hundred thousand dollars ($10.2m) to a fixed deposit account in my bank under an alias which only the two of us knew about as the confidentiality of the matter was necessary for his protection.
Due to his untimely death in early 2002, the funds have been sitting in the account ever since and will continue to do so perpetually unless we do something about it. My client did not declare any next of kin in his official papers including the paper work of his bank deposit. Against this backdrop, my suggestion to you is that I would like you as a foreigner to stand as the next of kin to our client so that you will be able to receive his funds.The allocation of our money will be as follows: 30%($3.06m) to you for your part in this, 70% for me. Again, I will be in charge of everything else.If you are interested in working with me please contact me via my private e-mail (mrsmcg7@gmail.com) for further details.
Mrs.Maria Cristina Gamboa
Friday, July 30, 2010
Going to bed early
I guess this is early for me. I could probably stay up a little later, but I need to be up early. Dropping the dogs off at the in-laws for a weekend away from home.
On another note I learned that whales were once on land with legs. Biology has turned into a pretty cool class. Learning a lot more than I thought I would
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Thursday, July 29, 2010
still can't sleep
So it is starting to get annoying. I have been progressing towards later and later bed times. Why can't I sleep? I'm thinking it could be a sleep disorder. The only problem is it seems to be self-inflicted. I slept until noon. No matter what time I go to bed I need ten hours of sleep. Why can't I survive on less than that? I used to do it, and I certainly made it happen through the Marine Corps. I'm terribly annoyed by all off this.
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Wednesday, July 28, 2010
An experiment
This is what happens when I can't fall asleep. I download apps for my phone so I can publish to a much neglected blog. How lame.
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Thursday, March 4, 2010
Do You Google, Facebook, Twitter?
I can remember watching the television show “The O.C.” and one of the characters said, “I A9.com-ed him.” That phrase just does not have the same ring as, “I Googled him.” A good marketing ploy for a budding search engine to get their name out to a wide audience, but it never stuck the way Google has.
Now children are Facebooking and tweeting the days by on their phones. It has come to the point where phone companies are making their phones social media tools instead of just humdrum calling machines. It is not just because children are doing the tweeting, but companies have started major social media campaigns to reach a larger audience.
Natalie Moore tells us in her essay “Rule of Thumbs: Love in the Age of Texting” how much the technology revolution is changing the way we interact. “According to Barb Iverson, a professor of new media at Columbia College Chicago, the latest technology revolution means that there are now two kinds of people in the world: ‘digital immigrants’ and ‘digital natives’…The digital natives instinctively emote through their thumbs and don’t consider a relationship ‘official’ until their Facebook or MySpace profile says it is.”
I went to a lunch meeting with my brother recently and he said he was inviting friends. I thought he meant friends I knew. As it turns out, this was a social media gathering and I was instantly thrust into the world of Twitter, again.
I had a Twitter account, but I had quit using it. I found very similar to Facebook but without all the pizzazz. I quit updating it because I was posting the same thing to Facebook.
At the meeting, I was seated next to a lovely woman who introduced herself as Meg Canada. I thought she was kidding, but she was really introducing herself as @MegCanada - her Twitter username.
As we continued talking she asked if I had used Twitter and what my username was.
I promptly responded, “I’m a Twitter quitter.” That was all I could say. I had not tweeted in months.
I had been called out as a social media faker!
Luckily, my brother jumped in to my rescue. He had invited me to develop some professional contacts in the social media world where I could put some of my other talents to use. If he had not been there I am sure a flurry of tweets and punches would have flown.
People are basing their interactions with others on how many followers or fans they have. It has become so “important” to be on these social networking sites.
When I go out and meet new people the best way to get a scope of who they are is by asking, “Do you Facebook?” If they do I can go home and Facebook-stalk them. That way I get a good look into their personal life. I can tell you from looking at their status updates if they will be appropriate friends, or if I should just write them off as just somebody I met once.
The way society has become so dependent upon social media as a probe into our personal lives has become somewhat annoying. I am just glad I can call this essay finished so I can tweet to all my friends I am done with homework and ready to harvest my Farmville crops.
Now children are Facebooking and tweeting the days by on their phones. It has come to the point where phone companies are making their phones social media tools instead of just humdrum calling machines. It is not just because children are doing the tweeting, but companies have started major social media campaigns to reach a larger audience.
Natalie Moore tells us in her essay “Rule of Thumbs: Love in the Age of Texting” how much the technology revolution is changing the way we interact. “According to Barb Iverson, a professor of new media at Columbia College Chicago, the latest technology revolution means that there are now two kinds of people in the world: ‘digital immigrants’ and ‘digital natives’…The digital natives instinctively emote through their thumbs and don’t consider a relationship ‘official’ until their Facebook or MySpace profile says it is.”
I went to a lunch meeting with my brother recently and he said he was inviting friends. I thought he meant friends I knew. As it turns out, this was a social media gathering and I was instantly thrust into the world of Twitter, again.
I had a Twitter account, but I had quit using it. I found very similar to Facebook but without all the pizzazz. I quit updating it because I was posting the same thing to Facebook.
At the meeting, I was seated next to a lovely woman who introduced herself as Meg Canada. I thought she was kidding, but she was really introducing herself as @MegCanada - her Twitter username.
As we continued talking she asked if I had used Twitter and what my username was.
I promptly responded, “I’m a Twitter quitter.” That was all I could say. I had not tweeted in months.
I had been called out as a social media faker!
Luckily, my brother jumped in to my rescue. He had invited me to develop some professional contacts in the social media world where I could put some of my other talents to use. If he had not been there I am sure a flurry of tweets and punches would have flown.
People are basing their interactions with others on how many followers or fans they have. It has become so “important” to be on these social networking sites.
When I go out and meet new people the best way to get a scope of who they are is by asking, “Do you Facebook?” If they do I can go home and Facebook-stalk them. That way I get a good look into their personal life. I can tell you from looking at their status updates if they will be appropriate friends, or if I should just write them off as just somebody I met once.
The way society has become so dependent upon social media as a probe into our personal lives has become somewhat annoying. I am just glad I can call this essay finished so I can tweet to all my friends I am done with homework and ready to harvest my Farmville crops.
Tuesday, February 23, 2010
Changing Names but not the Families
Growing up in a small town where the majority of people are farmers and kids follow in the family footsteps, I knew I would not want to stick around. Now, I am out in the “wild” living in the city and have traveled the world with the Marine Corps.
I go back to what I call home but only out of necessity. I realize as I drive through the towns that made up the school district a lot has changed. However, it seems as though everything has stayed completely the same.
I drive past the old gas station and the name on the sign has changed, but when I go inside the same owner is there. He told me it was simply time for a change.
According to Shawn Hubler in his essay “Will the Last Gay Bar in Laguna Beach Please Turn Out the Lights?”, “The scene, like the town’s art galleries and surf shops, was part of the area’s character and history.”
This is how the small grocery stores, long since run out of business by a neighboring city’s Cub Foods or Rainbow grocery store, made the town what it was. The townspeople did not mind the groceries were a little higher priced. They enjoyed the convenience of driving down Main Street for that gallon of milk, instead of driving 20 minutes.
Now what is left of the town’s stores? The American Legion, the local bar, a chiropractor, newspaper and the bank are what comprise the town’s businesses.
Of course the gas stations stick around, but their name changes as frequently as the owner of the newspaper in town.
Some of this could be explained by the economy, but of course other things have to change as well.
Hubler cites other reasons for change in Laguna Beach in his essay. “On the other hand, much of the change is being driven by the inexorable forces.”
As far as the people go, they are still the same. The same teachers, same coaches and the same drama that comes with family names is still an everyday part of life.
I get to keep up on the gossip from one person I still talk to, and she has been my best friend since fifth grade. We even had an apartment together.
She informs me of the marriages and who’s cheating whom, the most important of things.
What she is especially fond of is how families are combining, almost incestuously, to form a better “name for them.”
The star running back I graduated from high school with took over the family farm implement shop and married the star basketball player. Now their family is nearly unstoppable when it comes to sports in that town. The only thing left for them to do is make sure the coaches are part of their circle of friends.
I have to say, I am glad I was able to get out while I could. I could not imagine what life would be like if I had stayed in that town. Since I was not the star player in any sport I would have had to marry a mediocre female athlete and hope our children had a chance of being on the team. Not to mention, since I was an outsider who moved in at 5th grade, could you imagine what life would have been like for a Yard child? I shudder at the thought.
I go back to what I call home but only out of necessity. I realize as I drive through the towns that made up the school district a lot has changed. However, it seems as though everything has stayed completely the same.
I drive past the old gas station and the name on the sign has changed, but when I go inside the same owner is there. He told me it was simply time for a change.
According to Shawn Hubler in his essay “Will the Last Gay Bar in Laguna Beach Please Turn Out the Lights?”, “The scene, like the town’s art galleries and surf shops, was part of the area’s character and history.”
This is how the small grocery stores, long since run out of business by a neighboring city’s Cub Foods or Rainbow grocery store, made the town what it was. The townspeople did not mind the groceries were a little higher priced. They enjoyed the convenience of driving down Main Street for that gallon of milk, instead of driving 20 minutes.
Now what is left of the town’s stores? The American Legion, the local bar, a chiropractor, newspaper and the bank are what comprise the town’s businesses.
Of course the gas stations stick around, but their name changes as frequently as the owner of the newspaper in town.
Some of this could be explained by the economy, but of course other things have to change as well.
Hubler cites other reasons for change in Laguna Beach in his essay. “On the other hand, much of the change is being driven by the inexorable forces.”
As far as the people go, they are still the same. The same teachers, same coaches and the same drama that comes with family names is still an everyday part of life.
I get to keep up on the gossip from one person I still talk to, and she has been my best friend since fifth grade. We even had an apartment together.
She informs me of the marriages and who’s cheating whom, the most important of things.
What she is especially fond of is how families are combining, almost incestuously, to form a better “name for them.”
The star running back I graduated from high school with took over the family farm implement shop and married the star basketball player. Now their family is nearly unstoppable when it comes to sports in that town. The only thing left for them to do is make sure the coaches are part of their circle of friends.
I have to say, I am glad I was able to get out while I could. I could not imagine what life would be like if I had stayed in that town. Since I was not the star player in any sport I would have had to marry a mediocre female athlete and hope our children had a chance of being on the team. Not to mention, since I was an outsider who moved in at 5th grade, could you imagine what life would have been like for a Yard child? I shudder at the thought.
My Big Nose; All the Better to Smell With
I have been asked if I am a Jew countless times, by some people I have just met and by those who have known me for years. And it never surprises me when they ask because of my big nose.
My nose has been what I feel is the dominant feature of my face since the age of eleven. Classmates and friends have always teased me for the size of my nose. It seems like everybody noticed my nose, which as an adolescent, was nearly as big as the noses found on Mount Rushmore.
I can remember riding a bus in Atlanta when a friend accused me of having my hand on my face in an attempt to hide it. I could never hide this three-story apartment building on my face. My hands are big, but not that big.
Going through junior high and senior high school was some of the toughest times. Nobody is nice in high school. But I figured out if I made fun of myself first that I could stop the barrage of insults before they started.
A classmate would start to say something along the lines of, “Your nose…” and I would immediately quip, “Is probably the biggest you’ve ever seen. And just think, the nose and ears continue to grow until you die. How big do you think it will be when I’m fifty?”
Or, I would hit them with the classic line, “All the better to smell with,” as heard in the story of Little Red Riding Hood. So my nose became the butt of jokes for me, too.
“My old nose was my shtick, a song and dance I did for years. I wanted to drop it all and lead, for once. I wanted to be so out in front of things that I became invisible,” said Dan Barden in his essay, My New Nose.
Just as Barden’s nose was his shtick, I used it the same way. I had a friend from the Marine Corps ask me if I was Jewish. I blasted him with the lines, “Why? Because of this big shylock nose? Because I’m tight with my money? My dad owns a bank? Why would I have to be Jewish?” I played these stereotypes against him and he got scared as though he offended me. When I finally laughed he let out a sigh of breath he must have been holding for nearly a minute.
I like to keep people of balance when they attack what I find to be my most distracting feature. I know it is big – thanks for the reminder.
However, I have never thought of “fixing” it. It has been broken plenty of times from sparring with other Marines, or the occasional boxing match in the living room with friends. Barden had his nose fixed and it opened new doors for him.
“Psychologically, my nose had become the emblem for all that held me back, and I had had to deal with it. Some people will tell you that’s an inside job…But I believe rhinoplasty can also be a kind of spiritual growth.”
For me, I have learned to deal with it. I wear glasses when possible, but I have not decided if that attracts or detracts attention from the mountain of flesh on my face. To have rhinoplasty done would be like picking a tattoo from flash art in the shop. “Hmm, I like that one, but could you slim it up in the bridge?”
Nope, I have no idea how I would like my nose to be shaped, except exactly the way it is. So, when friends start picking on my nose, I let them. I know they are all green with envy because this olfactory sensory system is huge. I can smell who’s grilling in the neighborhood and what kind of barbecue sauce they have on their pork chops. Oh, and by the way, I was raised Missouri Synod Lutheran.
My nose has been what I feel is the dominant feature of my face since the age of eleven. Classmates and friends have always teased me for the size of my nose. It seems like everybody noticed my nose, which as an adolescent, was nearly as big as the noses found on Mount Rushmore.
I can remember riding a bus in Atlanta when a friend accused me of having my hand on my face in an attempt to hide it. I could never hide this three-story apartment building on my face. My hands are big, but not that big.
Going through junior high and senior high school was some of the toughest times. Nobody is nice in high school. But I figured out if I made fun of myself first that I could stop the barrage of insults before they started.
A classmate would start to say something along the lines of, “Your nose…” and I would immediately quip, “Is probably the biggest you’ve ever seen. And just think, the nose and ears continue to grow until you die. How big do you think it will be when I’m fifty?”
Or, I would hit them with the classic line, “All the better to smell with,” as heard in the story of Little Red Riding Hood. So my nose became the butt of jokes for me, too.
“My old nose was my shtick, a song and dance I did for years. I wanted to drop it all and lead, for once. I wanted to be so out in front of things that I became invisible,” said Dan Barden in his essay, My New Nose.
Just as Barden’s nose was his shtick, I used it the same way. I had a friend from the Marine Corps ask me if I was Jewish. I blasted him with the lines, “Why? Because of this big shylock nose? Because I’m tight with my money? My dad owns a bank? Why would I have to be Jewish?” I played these stereotypes against him and he got scared as though he offended me. When I finally laughed he let out a sigh of breath he must have been holding for nearly a minute.
I like to keep people of balance when they attack what I find to be my most distracting feature. I know it is big – thanks for the reminder.
However, I have never thought of “fixing” it. It has been broken plenty of times from sparring with other Marines, or the occasional boxing match in the living room with friends. Barden had his nose fixed and it opened new doors for him.
“Psychologically, my nose had become the emblem for all that held me back, and I had had to deal with it. Some people will tell you that’s an inside job…But I believe rhinoplasty can also be a kind of spiritual growth.”
For me, I have learned to deal with it. I wear glasses when possible, but I have not decided if that attracts or detracts attention from the mountain of flesh on my face. To have rhinoplasty done would be like picking a tattoo from flash art in the shop. “Hmm, I like that one, but could you slim it up in the bridge?”
Nope, I have no idea how I would like my nose to be shaped, except exactly the way it is. So, when friends start picking on my nose, I let them. I know they are all green with envy because this olfactory sensory system is huge. I can smell who’s grilling in the neighborhood and what kind of barbecue sauce they have on their pork chops. Oh, and by the way, I was raised Missouri Synod Lutheran.
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