<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5236085</id><updated>2011-07-31T19:32:55.203+10:00</updated><category term='tourist'/><category term='hawaii'/><category term='philippines'/><category term='king kong'/><category term='inspiration'/><category term='movies'/><category term='tumon'/><category term='typhoon'/><category term='storm'/><category term='aloha &apos;oe'/><category term='blah blah'/><title type='text'>tales of the guambat.</title><subtitle type='html'>guamish? guammy bear??</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://not_even.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link 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uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>205</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5236085.post-8762486522334455010</id><published>2011-01-15T01:27:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-01-15T01:28:20.978+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>as you can see, i don't have much to say. until further notice, you can find photos of the guambat at my tumblr page. see you there! happy new year!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5236085/posts/default/8762486522334455010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5236085/posts/default/8762486522334455010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://not_even.blogspot.com/2011/01/as-you-can-see-i-dont-have-much-to-say.html' title=''/><author><name>santos.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15941170936050458728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/25/44261637_36f252f972_t.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5236085.post-4764084826829778591</id><published>2010-01-28T22:47:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T22:51:01.675+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tumon'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>beach warning. man o' wars on the loose</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5236085/posts/default/4764084826829778591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5236085/posts/default/4764084826829778591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://not_even.blogspot.com/2010/01/beach-warning.html' title=''/><author><name>santos.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15941170936050458728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/25/44261637_36f252f972_t.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2749/4310663887_d6376c86ae_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5236085.post-5603348425520681276</id><published>2008-07-24T13:58:00.004+10:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T15:03:20.407+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blah blah'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>went to see the dance crew, jabbawockeez, at the phoenix center at father dueñas high school last night. their performance was part of a benefit for the make-a-wish foundation on island, or something like that. i have been v. preoccupied this month, and not in the best of health so i really didn't understand what i was paying for when i bought the ticket, which btw, i did on the day the tickets </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5236085/posts/default/5603348425520681276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5236085/posts/default/5603348425520681276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://not_even.blogspot.com/2008/07/went-to-see-dance-crew-jabbawockeez-at.html' title=''/><author><name>santos.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15941170936050458728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/25/44261637_36f252f972_t.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5236085.post-6985348517336523643</id><published>2008-06-17T22:52:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T23:05:13.397+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tourist'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blah blah'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>girl #1, brown hair, blonde highlights, in blue dress brown zoris (flip flops)girl #2  black hair, blonde highlights, in blue dress pink zorisgirl #3  brown hair, auburn highlights in yellow dress brown zorisgirl #4  black hair, in yellow dress pink zorisall four with flowers behind their left ear :)fabulous lesson in group coordination. matchy matchy but not the same.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5236085/posts/default/6985348517336523643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5236085/posts/default/6985348517336523643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://not_even.blogspot.com/2008/06/tourist-lessons-by-chotda-on-flickr.html' title=''/><author><name>santos.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15941170936050458728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/25/44261637_36f252f972_t.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3072/2587187780_3964a3b6d5_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5236085.post-3203969150954354076</id><published>2008-03-22T16:09:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2008-03-22T16:12:31.027+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5236085/posts/default/3203969150954354076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5236085/posts/default/3203969150954354076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://not_even.blogspot.com/2008/03/procession-by-chotda-on-flickr.html' title=''/><author><name>santos.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15941170936050458728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/25/44261637_36f252f972_t.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3214/2350850967_d249302e83_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5236085.post-8264812070758477839</id><published>2008-02-14T11:11:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2008-02-14T11:20:19.019+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>recycling available on guam! whooo! of course, it's a pain in the ass to go around to all the places to drop stuff off, but no more so than many places in the mainland. it's available, and worth it, imo.aluminum cans-many schools now have a drop-off bin; any profit from the collection will go directly to the school involved, so support your favourite institution and help the manhoben </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5236085/posts/default/8264812070758477839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5236085/posts/default/8264812070758477839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://not_even.blogspot.com/2008/02/recycling-available-on-guam-whooo-of.html' title=''/><author><name>santos.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15941170936050458728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/25/44261637_36f252f972_t.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5236085.post-7530161516074796632</id><published>2008-01-22T15:59:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2008-01-22T16:17:17.162+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>steven went to go see "cloverfield" this weekend; i can't see it because i get motion sickness just from walking. surprise verdict: the audience HATED the movie. towards the end, someone yelled "oh hell no! this better not be the end of the movie!" and when it did end, there was  loud chorus of booing all around. the worst response was that people wanted their money back, the mildest was that it </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5236085/posts/default/7530161516074796632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5236085/posts/default/7530161516074796632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://not_even.blogspot.com/2008/01/steven-went-to-go-see-cloverfield-this.html' title=''/><author><name>santos.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15941170936050458728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/25/44261637_36f252f972_t.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5236085.post-2233216550552060147</id><published>2008-01-11T21:24:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2008-01-11T21:27:13.413+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5236085/posts/default/2233216550552060147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5236085/posts/default/2233216550552060147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://not_even.blogspot.com/2008/01/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>santos.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15941170936050458728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/25/44261637_36f252f972_t.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5236085.post-4724744088830656200</id><published>2008-01-04T17:06:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T22:56:56.795+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blah blah'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>101 things in 1001 days, ending 10 oct 2010:1.  learn italian2.  learn tagalog3.  transfer all my cds to hard drive4.  catalog all music (eep)5.  clean desk at work. both of the them.6.  sort magazines7.  finish tatting project. any of them.8.  do the family tree9.  bake, decorate a wedding cake, not necessarily for anyone.10. redo the 'rents kitchen11. switch out all incandescent bulbs with </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5236085/posts/default/4724744088830656200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5236085/posts/default/4724744088830656200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://not_even.blogspot.com/2008/01/101-things-in-1001-days-ends-29-sept.html' title=''/><author><name>santos.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15941170936050458728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/25/44261637_36f252f972_t.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5236085.post-2648913334786470763</id><published>2007-12-03T17:13:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-12-03T17:20:03.973+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i was talking to one of the guys at the bank today about movies; at some point, "28 weeks later" came up and i told him how it made me believe it's happening somewhere in this world, right at this moment. c. was like, me too! i even know where all the gun stores are on island, just in case.sir, i do not believe in your stance on politics, abortion rights, and the ratio of soy sauce to vinegar in </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5236085/posts/default/2648913334786470763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5236085/posts/default/2648913334786470763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://not_even.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-was-talking-to-one-of-guys-at-bank.html' title=''/><author><name>santos.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15941170936050458728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/25/44261637_36f252f972_t.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5236085.post-7032772318302824701</id><published>2007-11-17T17:02:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-11-17T17:04:43.361+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>earfquake!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5236085/posts/default/7032772318302824701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5236085/posts/default/7032772318302824701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://not_even.blogspot.com/2007/11/earfquake.html' title=''/><author><name>santos.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15941170936050458728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/25/44261637_36f252f972_t.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5236085.post-5702156164846541180</id><published>2007-08-07T23:57:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-08-08T00:08:59.486+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tourist'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i was at two lovers point recently; it is a tourist spot, with an amazing view of the western coast of guam and the waters beyond. the legend is that there was a beautiful young mestiza girl who was promised to a spanish captain; she was in love with a poor chamoru boy, of whom her parents disapproved. the spanish captain and his troops went to confront the couple, who ran to the cliff. as they </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5236085/posts/default/5702156164846541180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5236085/posts/default/5702156164846541180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://not_even.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-was-at-two-lovers-point-recently-it.html' title=''/><author><name>santos.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15941170936050458728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/25/44261637_36f252f972_t.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1126/1036419065_ddd34c1b81_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5236085.post-7457508781414380396</id><published>2007-06-02T01:17:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-06-02T01:18:26.103+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='philippines'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5236085/posts/default/7457508781414380396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5236085/posts/default/7457508781414380396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://not_even.blogspot.com/2007/06/photo-sharing.html' title=''/><author><name>santos.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15941170936050458728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/25/44261637_36f252f972_t.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/189/524978919_9a308ccf23_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5236085.post-2912252043845179923</id><published>2007-04-26T16:09:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-04-26T16:27:03.148+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>last weekend i went to the recently vacated carmelite monastery in malojloj, adjacent to san isidro church. the cloistered nuns' community has diminished to a mere eight sisters, and the facility was too large for them to maintain (they've moved to a new house in tamuning). i had only gone there a couple of times, but as most people, never got to see more than the reception area where, once a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5236085/posts/default/2912252043845179923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5236085/posts/default/2912252043845179923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://not_even.blogspot.com/2007/04/last-weekend-i-went-to-recently-vacated.html' title=''/><author><name>santos.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15941170936050458728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/25/44261637_36f252f972_t.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/197/472195090_badcc23262_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5236085.post-1132657803433793923</id><published>2007-04-16T12:26:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-04-16T12:33:24.269+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hawaii'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aloha &apos;oe'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>don ho, 1930-2007.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5236085/posts/default/1132657803433793923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5236085/posts/default/1132657803433793923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://not_even.blogspot.com/2007/04/don-ho-1930-2007.html' title=''/><author><name>santos.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15941170936050458728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/25/44261637_36f252f972_t.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/229/460836857_57dfdff069_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5236085.post-292139428528869470</id><published>2007-04-13T22:44:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-04-13T22:45:17.270+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5236085/posts/default/292139428528869470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5236085/posts/default/292139428528869470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://not_even.blogspot.com/2007/04/photo-sharing.html' title=''/><author><name>santos.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15941170936050458728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/25/44261637_36f252f972_t.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/212/457602930_4515bdce8b_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5236085.post-6944558768412973912</id><published>2007-04-02T14:40:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-04-02T14:47:01.739+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='king kong'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='typhoon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='storm'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>typhoon kong rey on its way. kong rey means king kong, and like its namesake, this storm is large, lumbering, and not but a little confused. and possibly misunderstood. some purdy girl needs to throw herself in the middle of it to appease it.more info: joint typhoon warning centernational weather serviceweather underground</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5236085/posts/default/6944558768412973912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5236085/posts/default/6944558768412973912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://not_even.blogspot.com/2007/04/typhoon-kong-rey-on-its-way.html' title=''/><author><name>santos.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15941170936050458728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/25/44261637_36f252f972_t.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y_HS84tmKPA/RhCJiXsdsOI/AAAAAAAAAAM/T6LvwfISoFI/s72-c/wp0107.gif' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5236085.post-4370544250607972807</id><published>2007-03-26T15:44:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-03-26T15:49:02.119+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>the postal system on guam has improved 110% since i first arrived on island. however, there are days when i wonder what the bleep is going on. my amazon package arrived in this condition; i suspect it was left on a loading dock or airport tarmac in the rain, then run over. ay, adai. well. on one hand, the box has been damaged so much the cardboard has the consistency/pliability of a flour </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5236085/posts/default/4370544250607972807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5236085/posts/default/4370544250607972807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://not_even.blogspot.com/2007/03/postal-system-on-guam-has-improved-110.html' title=''/><author><name>santos.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15941170936050458728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/25/44261637_36f252f972_t.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/172/434698335_f4e9e3dd67_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5236085.post-8442835209337369234</id><published>2007-02-26T14:12:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-02-26T14:21:15.910+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ergh. happy feet, no (although, yay, george miller, and yay thanking all the men for wearing penguin suits--brilliant!). jennifer hudson, no. zomg!!!!! officer dangle wins an oscar?! no.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5236085/posts/default/8442835209337369234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5236085/posts/default/8442835209337369234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://not_even.blogspot.com/2007/02/ergh.html' title=''/><author><name>santos.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15941170936050458728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/25/44261637_36f252f972_t.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5236085.post-242061309531352243</id><published>2007-02-01T05:52:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-02-01T05:55:12.240+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i have spent more time off-island than on--manila, now los angeles. i'm drinking instant cocoa, which i only drink when desperate, or when i'm here, somewhere near gate 10. i've blogged more from the airport than almost anywhere else this year. i'm already planning my next trip.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5236085/posts/default/242061309531352243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5236085/posts/default/242061309531352243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://not_even.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-have-spent-more-time-off-island-than.html' title=''/><author><name>santos.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15941170936050458728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/25/44261637_36f252f972_t.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5236085.post-116912460678080597</id><published>2007-01-18T22:44:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-01-18T22:51:09.153+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>have you seen that m&amp;ms'  ad  for the "become an m&amp;m (.com)" campaign using "this is the day" by the the? wtf??? i'm more shocked than sad. but pretty soon i'm going to be mad and i'll want to kick some m&amp;ms in the nuts</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5236085/posts/default/116912460678080597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5236085/posts/default/116912460678080597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://not_even.blogspot.com/2007/01/have-you-seen-that-mm.html' title=''/><author><name>santos.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15941170936050458728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/25/44261637_36f252f972_t.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5236085.post-116710351982177464</id><published>2006-12-26T13:15:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-12-26T13:25:19.833+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i went to bed on christmas eve thinking "wouldn't it be weird if there was an earthquake on christmas day?" i woke up early, to find i was the only one up; i stuck the turkey in the oven then went to bed. when i woke up again, i found out i slept through a 5.1 earthquake. but the turkey was done :)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5236085/posts/default/116710351982177464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5236085/posts/default/116710351982177464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://not_even.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-went-to-bed-on-christmas-eve.html' title=''/><author><name>santos.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15941170936050458728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/25/44261637_36f252f972_t.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5236085.post-116287950355834353</id><published>2006-11-07T15:57:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-11-07T16:05:03.560+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>generally, i believe in responsible voting; one should really take the time to figure out if the candidates know what the fuck they are doing. however, sometimes i just feel like all is futile and it wouldn't matter if i wrote in saaaaay, douglas moylan's name in every write-in space on the ballot (and so what if i did??). however, i have to admit i gave one vote to someone that i was on the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5236085/posts/default/116287950355834353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5236085/posts/default/116287950355834353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://not_even.blogspot.com/2006/11/generally-i-believe-in-responsible.html' title=''/><author><name>santos.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15941170936050458728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/25/44261637_36f252f972_t.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5236085.post-116287867423949598</id><published>2006-11-07T15:50:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-11-07T15:51:14.250+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>seriously, one of the most depressing things for a girl is to realize that her teenaged crush now looks like her dad. BLEEEEUUUURRRGH. totally. totally. ooky.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5236085/posts/default/116287867423949598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5236085/posts/default/116287867423949598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://not_even.blogspot.com/2006/11/seriously-one-of-most-depressing.html' title=''/><author><name>santos.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15941170936050458728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/25/44261637_36f252f972_t.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5236085.post-116287655974412472</id><published>2006-11-07T15:12:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-11-07T15:17:16.723+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>errggggh. i. hate. voting. but. MUST. i felt quite sick all morning, because i felt like every candidate i would pick would automatically lose, and basically we'd all go to hell in a handbasket.  but, i went, all the polling people were super nice and helpful (UNLIKE los angeles--yeah, i'm singling out pippi's patchouli palace on pico, my polling station. bitches.), my pencil was only a little </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5236085/posts/default/116287655974412472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5236085/posts/default/116287655974412472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://not_even.blogspot.com/2006/11/errggggh.html' title=''/><author><name>santos.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15941170936050458728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/25/44261637_36f252f972_t.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5236085.post-115919486666008302</id><published>2006-09-26T00:32:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-09-26T00:34:26.676+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>this was from almost a month ago--the sun had just gone down, and the full moon lit up like a burning globe and followed it down below the horizon. holy jeebus, like a sign of the apocalypse, only like, pretty.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5236085/posts/default/115919486666008302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5236085/posts/default/115919486666008302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://not_even.blogspot.com/2006/09/this-was-from-almost-month-ago-sun-had.html' title=''/><author><name>santos.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15941170936050458728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/25/44261637_36f252f972_t.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5236085.post-115916153422674990</id><published>2006-09-25T15:05:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-09-25T15:27:54.803+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i don't ever seem to post on here anymore; mainly because i haven't been on island, and also when i am, i'm sort of divorced from reality. snort. well, antisocial. i have no idea what's going on except for the stinkin' elections. or, rather, the elections are okay (democracy, yay!), it's the freakin' campaigns that suck big crabs (politicking, boo!). all i have to say is: underwood for devilled </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5236085/posts/default/115916153422674990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5236085/posts/default/115916153422674990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://not_even.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-dont-ever-seem-to-post-on-here.html' title=''/><author><name>santos.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15941170936050458728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/25/44261637_36f252f972_t.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5236085.post-115582544231389630</id><published>2006-08-18T00:35:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-08-18T00:37:22.326+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>mexican fishermen, lost for nine months, found near the marshall islands.  omg. basically, the same tradewinds that brought magellan to guam, brought these guys here. holymoly.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5236085/posts/default/115582544231389630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5236085/posts/default/115582544231389630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://not_even.blogspot.com/2006/08/mexican-fishermen-lost-for-nine-months.html' title=''/><author><name>santos.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15941170936050458728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/25/44261637_36f252f972_t.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5236085.post-114905486160999235</id><published>2006-05-31T15:26:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-05-31T15:54:21.676+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>KIJI, the local japanese radio station, has a show on weekdays at noon called "japanglish" or something like that (it's not listed on their website, so i don't really know the name. or even the names of the djs. odd.). anyway, it's two djs--an american guy named brian (this guy maybe), and a japanese woman--who ask each other questions about the differences between japanese and american cultures,</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5236085/posts/default/114905486160999235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5236085/posts/default/114905486160999235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://not_even.blogspot.com/2006/05/kiji-local-japanese-radio-station-has.html' title=''/><author><name>santos.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15941170936050458728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/25/44261637_36f252f972_t.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5236085.post-114839530359663889</id><published>2006-05-24T00:41:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-05-24T00:47:00.146+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A white moon appearsLike a hole in the sky,The mangroves go quiet.In la brisa de la palmaA teenage rasputinTakes the sting from a gin,When a woman learns to walkShe's not dependent anymoreA line front her letter may 24And out on the bayThe current is strongA boat can go lost.But I didn't know someoneCould be so lonesomeDidn't know a heartCould be tied upAnd held for ransom.Until you take your </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5236085/posts/default/114839530359663889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5236085/posts/default/114839530359663889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://not_even.blogspot.com/2006/05/white-moon-appears-like-hole-in-sky.html' title=''/><author><name>santos.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15941170936050458728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/25/44261637_36f252f972_t.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5236085.post-114744784160773886</id><published>2006-05-13T00:24:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-05-13T01:39:27.280+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>back from manila. i went, pretty much specifically to have a haircut before this wedding i'm attending. i thought it was smart that i went a couple weeks before the wedding because whatever hairstyle i get shouldn't grow out before the date; what i didn't factor in was what if it turned out to be a crappy haircut?i didn't know exactly what i wanted, but i had a photo in a magazine. i had been to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5236085/posts/default/114744784160773886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5236085/posts/default/114744784160773886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://not_even.blogspot.com/2006/05/back-from-manila.html' title=''/><author><name>santos.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15941170936050458728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/25/44261637_36f252f972_t.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5236085.post-114741287378949886</id><published>2006-05-12T15:16:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-05-12T15:49:44.976+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>so today i didn't really go to sleep from the night before. i was grating green mangoes and sort of watching "the great escape" when the dogs started barking; outside of the kitchen window i could see a five-foot long snake threading through the chain link fence. chickenshit dogs were waiting for me to do something about it, so ran behind me at a safe distance as i went out there with my golf </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5236085/posts/default/114741287378949886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5236085/posts/default/114741287378949886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://not_even.blogspot.com/2006/05/so-today-i-didnt-really-go-to-sleep.html' title=''/><author><name>santos.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15941170936050458728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/25/44261637_36f252f972_t.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5236085.post-114737231127553615</id><published>2006-05-12T04:20:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-05-12T04:31:51.286+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I recall a schoolboy coming homeThrough fields of caneTo a house of tin and timberAnd in the skyA rain of falling cindersFrom time to timeThe waste memory-wastesI recall a boy in bigger pantsLike everyoneJust waiting for a chanceHis father's watchHe left it in the showersFrom time to timeThe waste memory-wastesI recall a bigger brighter worldA world of booksAnd silent times in thoughtAnd then the</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5236085/posts/default/114737231127553615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5236085/posts/default/114737231127553615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://not_even.blogspot.com/2006/05/i-recall-schoolboy-coming-home-through.html' title=''/><author><name>santos.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15941170936050458728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/25/44261637_36f252f972_t.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5236085.post-114613560661429743</id><published>2006-04-27T20:52:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-04-27T21:02:09.486+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>sunset was brilliant tonight, if a little alarming; with all the brush  fires, and fire fires about, the red-orangey dominated sky was definitely making me a little anxious. it didn't help that there was an overwhelming smell of kerosene in the air--wtf, are the neighbours barbecuing a whole cow? it was eye-wateringly strong, and i couldn't figure out where it was coming from--at least one street</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5236085/posts/default/114613560661429743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5236085/posts/default/114613560661429743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://not_even.blogspot.com/2006/04/sunset-was-brilliant-tonight-if-little.html' title=''/><author><name>santos.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15941170936050458728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/25/44261637_36f252f972_t.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5236085.post-114372244257992816</id><published>2006-03-30T22:39:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-03-30T22:40:46.270+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>steven's got a radio show on the local public radio station, kprg, 89.3fm. thursday nights from 9-11pm playing whatever he likes. you will like, too.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5236085/posts/default/114372244257992816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5236085/posts/default/114372244257992816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://not_even.blogspot.com/2006/03/stevens-got-radio-show-on-local-public.html' title=''/><author><name>santos.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15941170936050458728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/25/44261637_36f252f972_t.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5236085.post-114354045484465217</id><published>2006-03-28T20:05:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-03-28T20:07:34.853+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>rush hour. damn traffic.</summary><link 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rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5236085/posts/default/114226488813632906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://not_even.blogspot.com/2006/03/photo-sharing.html' title=''/><author><name>santos.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15941170936050458728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/25/44261637_36f252f972_t.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5236085.post-114110947723498553</id><published>2006-02-28T16:39:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-02-28T16:51:17.243+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i just signed up for a continental one pass checking card from first hawaiian bank. it's open to all customers in guam and saipan, i think. it's actually a pretty good deal--for every dollar you spend, you earn two one pass miles, and for every ticket you purchase with the card, you get double mileage.  and since i received a promotion flyer in the mail, i had a choice of a nylon computer bag/</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5236085/posts/default/114110947723498553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5236085/posts/default/114110947723498553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://not_even.blogspot.com/2006/02/i-just-signed-up-for-continental-one.html' title=''/><author><name>santos.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15941170936050458728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/25/44261637_36f252f972_t.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5236085.post-114110980731135835</id><published>2006-02-26T16:53:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-02-28T16:56:47.313+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>today was a beautiful day.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5236085/posts/default/114110980731135835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5236085/posts/default/114110980731135835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://not_even.blogspot.com/2006/02/today-was-beautiful-day.html' title=''/><author><name>santos.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15941170936050458728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/25/44261637_36f252f972_t.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5236085.post-114079365898457457</id><published>2006-02-25T01:02:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-02-25T01:08:49.093+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>#1: Where u @?#2: Marching down Ayala. #1: WHAT???#2: Yeah, me &amp; 5000 of my closest frends....#1: wtf#2: there's free fud#1: Really? i'll b ryt down.#2: Dnt bother, I just needed 2 get 2 Glorieta. I hrd it's empty.#1: I welcome a coup. not a big one. i just need a better exchange rate.#2: Yeah. buy more stuffffs#1: Poor gma. sol d out 4 a sofa set and a couple of new rugs.#2: Hey it really is </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5236085/posts/default/114079365898457457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5236085/posts/default/114079365898457457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://not_even.blogspot.com/2006/02/1-where-u-2-marching-down-ayala.html' title=''/><author><name>santos.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15941170936050458728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/25/44261637_36f252f972_t.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5236085.post-113677907516784874</id><published>2006-01-09T13:46:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-01-09T14:58:27.146+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>we've been experiencing little earthquakes all week (all year, i suppose)--some are so small they are known as "rumpshakers" as you can only feel them when you are sitting down, and others considerably less small and much longer. the effect is that it has left me...slightly unsettled, but not necessarily perturbed. after all, little earthquakes occur to ease building pressure and prevent temblors</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5236085/posts/default/113677907516784874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5236085/posts/default/113677907516784874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://not_even.blogspot.com/2006/01/weve-been-experiencing-little.html' title=''/><author><name>santos.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15941170936050458728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/25/44261637_36f252f972_t.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5236085.post-113587118565820365</id><published>2005-12-30T01:28:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-12-30T01:46:25.670+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>christmas eve, we went to mass at san vicente church in barrigada. we had a priest visiting from spain a week earlier, and i really liked him. he looked like a marine, a total jarhead, and he was sweating like a pig, but he was super funny and very personable. his homily was about how christmas and thanksgiving should be about things that we should celebrate every day--thanks, joy, love, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5236085/posts/default/113587118565820365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5236085/posts/default/113587118565820365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://not_even.blogspot.com/2005/12/christmas-eve-we-went-to-mass-at-san.html' title=''/><author><name>santos.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15941170936050458728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/25/44261637_36f252f972_t.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5236085.post-113586996279987962</id><published>2005-12-30T01:19:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-12-30T01:28:22.310+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>felis pasguamele kalikimakamerry christmas!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5236085/posts/default/113586996279987962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5236085/posts/default/113586996279987962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://not_even.blogspot.com/2005/12/felis-pasgua-mele-kalikimaka-merry.html' title=''/><author><name>santos.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15941170936050458728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/25/44261637_36f252f972_t.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5236085.post-113393056198405793</id><published>2005-12-07T14:41:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-12-07T14:42:41.993+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>so much for my resolve to end road rage.***okay, does anyone know anyone at micro mall? because they really, really, really need to update their holiday music and turn it down significantly.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5236085/posts/default/113393056198405793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5236085/posts/default/113393056198405793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://not_even.blogspot.com/2005/12/so-much-for-my-resolve-to-end-road.html' title=''/><author><name>santos.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15941170936050458728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/25/44261637_36f252f972_t.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5236085.post-113383844702817481</id><published>2005-12-06T13:03:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-12-06T13:07:27.036+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>on my 43 things list, i have one thing: be happy. should that be get happy?  no. getting does not necessarily mean i'd be it, so there you go. day one of life rehab: less road rage, or at least, less useless outbursts over frustration. instead, translate it to better defensive driving. i used to keep a kazoo in my car to play along to the songs on the radio. you have no idea how stupid yet </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5236085/posts/default/113383844702817481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5236085/posts/default/113383844702817481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://not_even.blogspot.com/2005/12/on-my-43-things-list-i-have-one-thing.html' title=''/><author><name>santos.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15941170936050458728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/25/44261637_36f252f972_t.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5236085.post-113376211549144408</id><published>2005-12-05T15:51:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-12-05T15:55:15.500+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>WHERE THE HELL HAS THE LAST FIFTEEN YEARS OF MY LIFE GONE???????[ sucking vortex sound ]okay. (deep breath)officially. my life. restarts. NOW&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5236085/posts/default/113376211549144408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5236085/posts/default/113376211549144408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://not_even.blogspot.com/2005/12/where-hell-has-last-fifteen-years-of.html' title=''/><author><name>santos.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15941170936050458728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/25/44261637_36f252f972_t.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5236085.post-113362843384588910</id><published>2005-12-04T02:37:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-12-04T02:47:13.860+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>back to the autumn festival! very low key this year because i decided to go during the day, instead of night, like i normally do. i know, what was i thinking? i think it was free ride, i don't have to park.anyway, it was kinda cool going during the day--not that many people, and you actually look at everything and watch the performances because it's not all about the food. probably because i </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5236085/posts/default/113362843384588910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5236085/posts/default/113362843384588910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://not_even.blogspot.com/2005/12/back-to-autumn-festival-very-low-key.html' title=''/><author><name>santos.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15941170936050458728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/25/44261637_36f252f972_t.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5236085.post-113073040890401779</id><published>2005-10-31T13:09:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-10-31T14:48:57.670+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>the five finalists: miss usa, guam, egypt, puerto rico, and the philippines.  went to the miss pacificana pageant this weekend. guam loves their beauty queens, but probably none so much as their drag beauty queens. i don't think that guam is any more tolerant about homosexuality than most roman catholic-majority societies, but like many a latino country, there is a strong tolerance for the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5236085/posts/default/113073040890401779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5236085/posts/default/113073040890401779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://not_even.blogspot.com/2005/10/five-finalists-miss-usa-guam-egypt.html' title=''/><author><name>santos.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15941170936050458728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/25/44261637_36f252f972_t.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5236085.post-112922007653181065</id><published>2005-10-14T02:10:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-10-14T02:14:36.536+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>there's a new all-japanese language radio station on island, KIJI. it's supposed to play a lot of j-pop, but so far all i've heard is the beatles (no comment) and stock, aiken, and waterman 80s dance one-hit wonders. yipe. however, the sports report in japanese was charming, as were the two women who talked about food all afternoon. awesome.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5236085/posts/default/112922007653181065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5236085/posts/default/112922007653181065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://not_even.blogspot.com/2005/10/theres-new-all-japanese-language-radio.html' title=''/><author><name>santos.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15941170936050458728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/25/44261637_36f252f972_t.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5236085.post-112704612276603822</id><published>2005-09-18T22:20:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-09-18T22:22:45.410+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5236085/posts/default/112704612276603822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5236085/posts/default/112704612276603822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://not_even.blogspot.com/2005/09/photo-sharing.html' title=''/><author><name>santos.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15941170936050458728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/25/44261637_36f252f972_t.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5236085.post-112704009060480213</id><published>2005-09-18T20:40:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-09-18T20:41:31.556+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>we were wet anyway.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5236085/posts/default/112704009060480213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5236085/posts/default/112704009060480213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://not_even.blogspot.com/2005/09/we-were-wet-anyway.html' title=''/><author><name>santos.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15941170936050458728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/25/44261637_36f252f972_t.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5236085.post-112651143216431979</id><published>2005-09-12T17:47:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-09-12T17:50:32.170+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>new guam magazine out, GU. great photos, but mostly from off-island photographers. have read three articles, one was great, two annoyed me greatly. i'll reserve judgement until after i've read at least two more issues.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5236085/posts/default/112651143216431979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5236085/posts/default/112651143216431979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://not_even.blogspot.com/2005/09/new-guam-magazine-out-gu.html' title=''/><author><name>santos.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15941170936050458728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/25/44261637_36f252f972_t.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5236085.post-112582897861261416</id><published>2005-09-04T20:07:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-09-04T20:16:19.190+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>12:01p  We're on the 10th and 11th floor of a corporate high rise on Poydras Ave., right near St. Charles. We have generators and tons of food and water. It is 5 of us total. I am not sure how the internet connection will be affected. I have a camera and my gun.screw the news, i'm reading this. stay safe, you crazy kids.(thank you brechtje for the link!)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5236085/posts/default/112582897861261416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5236085/posts/default/112582897861261416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://not_even.blogspot.com/2005/09/1201p-were-on-10th-and-11th-floor-of.html' title=''/><author><name>santos.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15941170936050458728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/25/44261637_36f252f972_t.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5236085.post-112581289798905817</id><published>2005-09-04T15:38:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-09-04T15:48:17.996+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i can't help but think that mainland officials could pay attention to us a little bit more, and observe our storm/typhoon preparation plans and our emergency response plans. despite the corruption, the ineptitude and greed of our government, i think that during a storm, the established system works well. i know we are tiny, but going through numerous supertyphoons has to count for something, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5236085/posts/default/112581289798905817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5236085/posts/default/112581289798905817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://not_even.blogspot.com/2005/09/i-cant-help-but-think-that-mainland.html' title=''/><author><name>santos.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15941170936050458728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/25/44261637_36f252f972_t.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5236085.post-112543136916201534</id><published>2005-08-31T05:09:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-08-31T05:49:29.176+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>we interrupt these lovely holiday snaps with some breaking news....ergh. more typhoons.of course, this is just a nuisance storm, nothing like what's going on in the mainland. if you know anyone who is looking for an emergency information database for katrina, the tsunami help folks have set one up at  www.katrinahelp.info. don't know what's up on it, but if they ask for help, i'll probably be </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5236085/posts/default/112543136916201534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5236085/posts/default/112543136916201534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://not_even.blogspot.com/2005/08/we-interrupt-these-lovely-holiday.html' title=''/><author><name>santos.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15941170936050458728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/25/44261637_36f252f972_t.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5236085.post-112532394155009796</id><published>2005-08-30T00:03:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-08-30T00:16:50.953+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>my mom's family recently restored their old house, the "ancestral" home. they did a wonderful job, i think, as the house looks less like an old house fixed up and more like a perfectly preserved old house. did that make sense? everything is pretty much as i remember it, except for the colours. i think originally the house may have been unpainted, as evidenced in these photos of my grandparents, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5236085/posts/default/112532394155009796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5236085/posts/default/112532394155009796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://not_even.blogspot.com/2005/08/my-moms-family-recently-restored-their.html' title=''/><author><name>santos.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15941170936050458728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/25/44261637_36f252f972_t.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5236085.post-112532244658101447</id><published>2005-08-29T23:12:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-08-30T00:23:03.203+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>my family is from the province of pampanga, in central luzon. it is along the northern edge of manila bay, and where the chinese, spanish, and portuguese explorers first landed. the name pampanga comes from pangpang, which means "by the river", and where the spanish explorers found most of the natives' homes. there is evidence that there were other foreign settlers in the area long before the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5236085/posts/default/112532244658101447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5236085/posts/default/112532244658101447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://not_even.blogspot.com/2005/08/my-family-is-from-province-of-pampanga.html' title=''/><author><name>santos.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15941170936050458728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/25/44261637_36f252f972_t.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5236085.post-112522964846264856</id><published>2005-08-28T21:46:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-08-28T21:47:28.466+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>the view from ayala museum. yes, you are in the middle of makati.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5236085/posts/default/112522964846264856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5236085/posts/default/112522964846264856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://not_even.blogspot.com/2005/08/view-from-ayala-museum.html' title=''/><author><name>santos.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15941170936050458728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/25/44261637_36f252f972_t.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5236085.post-112520588465010189</id><published>2005-08-28T14:31:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-08-28T16:23:45.696+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>makati is the financial and commercial capital of the philippines, one of the cities that makes up the collective metro manila area. even though my family is from pampanga, this is where i live, this is where i spend most of my time. when we first bought our condo a zigillion years ago, we were a short but somewhat treacherous walk from the major shopping area, the SM department store at ayala </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5236085/posts/default/112520588465010189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5236085/posts/default/112520588465010189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://not_even.blogspot.com/2005/08/makati-is-financial-and-commercial.html' title=''/><author><name>santos.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15941170936050458728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/25/44261637_36f252f972_t.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5236085.post-112497270147709873</id><published>2005-08-26T00:10:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-08-26T02:04:11.963+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>since guam is only 3.5 hours away from manila, and we arrived on the morning flight, we just dropped our bags at the condo in makati (metro manila), and headed straight for greenhills, a shopping complex in san juan, about half an hour away (still in manila). although it just looks like a typical older shopping center, it's actually mostly a tiangge, which is a bazaar, open marketplace. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5236085/posts/default/112497270147709873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5236085/posts/default/112497270147709873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://not_even.blogspot.com/2005/08/since-guam-is-only-3.html' title=''/><author><name>santos.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15941170936050458728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/25/44261637_36f252f972_t.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5236085.post-112489621741493583</id><published>2005-08-25T01:08:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-08-25T02:41:10.053+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>back from manila. went to the province for a day but mostly hung out at the condo. one of the things that no one tells you about being in the jet set junta and owning homes around the globe is that you inevitably spend most of your time in each home CLEANING OUT THE FRIDGE.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5236085/posts/default/112489621741493583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5236085/posts/default/112489621741493583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://not_even.blogspot.com/2005/08/back-from-manila.html' title=''/><author><name>santos.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15941170936050458728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/25/44261637_36f252f972_t.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5236085.post-112316299720728246</id><published>2005-08-04T23:41:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-08-04T23:43:17.213+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>anatahan, a nearby volcano, is in a constant state of eruption. the ashes are blowing our way, mixing with the humidity, causing "vog".</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5236085/posts/default/112316299720728246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5236085/posts/default/112316299720728246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://not_even.blogspot.com/2005/08/anatahan-nearby-volcano-is-in-constant.html' title=''/><author><name>santos.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15941170936050458728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/25/44261637_36f252f972_t.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5236085.post-112108761113945608</id><published>2005-07-11T23:12:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-07-11T23:13:31.146+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>current game of choice: sudoku. sometimes called latin squares or magic squares. the game consists of a grid, nine rows by nine columns. the object is to fill in the numbers one through nine exactly once in each row, column and 3 x 3 square of the grid, using only the numerical clues provided with each puzzle.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5236085/posts/default/112108761113945608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5236085/posts/default/112108761113945608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://not_even.blogspot.com/2005/07/current-game-of-choice-sudoku.html' title=''/><author><name>santos.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15941170936050458728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/25/44261637_36f252f972_t.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5236085.post-111685980676956918</id><published>2005-05-24T00:47:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-05-24T00:50:06.773+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>best one line review of crash, from defamer: Racism: DON'T DO IT!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5236085/posts/default/111685980676956918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5236085/posts/default/111685980676956918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://not_even.blogspot.com/2005/05/best-one-line-review-of-crash-from.html' title=''/><author><name>santos.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15941170936050458728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/25/44261637_36f252f972_t.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5236085.post-111616520548825531</id><published>2005-05-15T23:51:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-05-15T23:55:08.993+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>all in all, today was a pretty nice day to be at the beach.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5236085/posts/default/111616520548825531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5236085/posts/default/111616520548825531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://not_even.blogspot.com/2005/05/all-in-all-today-was-pretty-nice-day.html' title=''/><author><name>santos.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15941170936050458728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/25/44261637_36f252f972_t.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5236085.post-111616494568353188</id><published>2005-05-15T23:47:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-05-15T23:49:05.686+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i'm in the middle of organizing my books according to colour.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5236085/posts/default/111616494568353188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5236085/posts/default/111616494568353188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://not_even.blogspot.com/2005/05/im-in-middle-of-organizing-my-books.html' title=''/><author><name>santos.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15941170936050458728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/25/44261637_36f252f972_t.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5236085.post-111617302564424080</id><published>2005-05-10T01:46:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-05-16T02:06:25.790+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>it's been a long while since i'd last been to talofofo falls. the last time was when sheila and matt came over on their honeymoon--how old is renee now? such crazy changes--at least we didn't have to drive down the steep muddy hill without any railings or guards. we did have to take some crazy cable car thingo that made me slightly nervous--how often is that thing seen by maintenance? how many </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5236085/posts/default/111617302564424080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5236085/posts/default/111617302564424080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://not_even.blogspot.com/2005/05/its-been-long-while-since-id-last-been.html' title=''/><author><name>santos.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15941170936050458728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/25/44261637_36f252f972_t.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5236085.post-111413365410827110</id><published>2005-04-22T11:33:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-04-22T11:35:53.590+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>from ma cousin in la:Excerpt from Hugh Hewitt (KRLA, AM870) radio program interview with Mark Steyn: HH: "I want to start with Benedict XVI. Rarely have I seen mainstream media turn and bare their teeth as quickly as they have towards Benedict, Mark Steyn. Why? And what does it tell us about media?"MS: "Well, I think they were rooting for Ellen Degeneres or Rupert Everett. And the fact that the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5236085/posts/default/111413365410827110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5236085/posts/default/111413365410827110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://not_even.blogspot.com/2005/04/from-ma-cousin-in-la-excerpt-from-hugh.html' title=''/><author><name>santos.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15941170936050458728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/25/44261637_36f252f972_t.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5236085.post-111331525752547517</id><published>2005-04-13T00:11:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-04-13T00:14:17.526+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>from my cousin big bert, made me laaaaaauuuugh:After digging to a depth of 100 metres last year, Russian scientistsfound traces of copper wire dating back 1000 years, and came to theconclusion that their ancestors already had a telephone network onethousand years ago.So, not to be outdone, in the weeks that followed, American scientistsdug 200 metres and headlines in the US papers read: "US </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5236085/posts/default/111331525752547517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5236085/posts/default/111331525752547517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://not_even.blogspot.com/2005/04/from-my-cousin-big-bert-made-me.html' title=''/><author><name>santos.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15941170936050458728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/25/44261637_36f252f972_t.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5236085.post-111279266815409946</id><published>2005-04-06T22:57:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-04-06T23:04:28.156+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>what's been going on. i passed by a hit-and-run just after it happened; a guy in a ford focus hit an 80-year old man and his dog as they were crossing the street. the dog was mutilated, the man died. what upset me later was that what upset me then was the dead dog, i thought the man was alive. i wonder how attached they were. my dad loves the new pup so much, he talks to it. imagine living 80 </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5236085/posts/default/111279266815409946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5236085/posts/default/111279266815409946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://not_even.blogspot.com/2005/04/whats-been-going-on.html' title=''/><author><name>santos.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15941170936050458728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/25/44261637_36f252f972_t.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5236085.post-111279212539446525</id><published>2005-04-06T22:47:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-04-06T22:56:47.426+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i am so not getting anything done because of the new pup.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5236085/posts/default/111279212539446525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5236085/posts/default/111279212539446525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://not_even.blogspot.com/2005/04/i-am-so-not-getting-anything-done.html' title=''/><author><name>santos.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15941170936050458728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/25/44261637_36f252f972_t.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5236085.post-111186899770665403</id><published>2005-03-27T06:26:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-03-27T06:29:57.706+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>sunrise/moonset at 6.14am, today. happy easter to everyone.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5236085/posts/default/111186899770665403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5236085/posts/default/111186899770665403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://not_even.blogspot.com/2005/03/sunrisemoonset-at-6.html' title=''/><author><name>santos.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15941170936050458728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/25/44261637_36f252f972_t.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5236085.post-110994309236900370</id><published>2005-03-04T23:27:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-03-04T23:31:32.370+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i was eavesdropping on a conversation while i was in line for something today; a young girl was talking to her friend, who just had a baby. she asked what the baby's name was and i swear to god, i heard "ashton kutcher". ashton kutcher??!so i think the girl heard the same thing, because she kinda laughed, then she said "f'real? what's his last name?!" and the mom gave her a funny look and said "</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5236085/posts/default/110994309236900370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5236085/posts/default/110994309236900370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://not_even.blogspot.com/2005/03/i-was-eavesdropping-on-conversation.html' title=''/><author><name>santos.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15941170936050458728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/25/44261637_36f252f972_t.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5236085.post-110976413183168076</id><published>2005-03-02T21:47:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-03-02T21:48:51.833+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>have you been inside the public health building in mangilao? would you trust it as a fallout shelter?!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5236085/posts/default/110976413183168076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5236085/posts/default/110976413183168076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://not_even.blogspot.com/2005/03/have-you-been-inside-public-health.html' title=''/><author><name>santos.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15941170936050458728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/25/44261637_36f252f972_t.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5236085.post-110908528543000584</id><published>2005-02-23T01:13:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-02-23T01:14:45.430+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>free arash and mojtaba!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5236085/posts/default/110908528543000584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5236085/posts/default/110908528543000584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://not_even.blogspot.com/2005/02/free-arash-and-mojtaba.html' title=''/><author><name>santos.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15941170936050458728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/25/44261637_36f252f972_t.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5236085.post-110873442078166182</id><published>2005-02-18T23:44:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-02-18T23:47:00.783+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>there was a family violence case here recently where a man was arrested because he hit his wife with a coconut. !!  all i remember from the news report was "as she was walking away from him, he picked up a coconut that was nearby and threw it at her. when she woke up...."  when she woke up. WHEN SHE WOKE UP. WHEN SHE WOKE UP!!! aii.....</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5236085/posts/default/110873442078166182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5236085/posts/default/110873442078166182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://not_even.blogspot.com/2005/02/there-was-family-violence-case-here.html' title=''/><author><name>santos.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15941170936050458728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/25/44261637_36f252f972_t.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5236085.post-110769278039084172</id><published>2005-02-06T22:22:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-02-06T22:26:20.390+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5236085/posts/default/110769278039084172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5236085/posts/default/110769278039084172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://not_even.blogspot.com/2005/02/photo-sharing.html' title=''/><author><name>santos.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15941170936050458728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/25/44261637_36f252f972_t.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5236085.post-110769239984993928</id><published>2005-02-06T22:15:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-02-06T22:22:34.933+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>a voggy dayearfquakes, volcanic activity, 73?F weather--what the hell is going on over here??</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5236085/posts/default/110769239984993928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5236085/posts/default/110769239984993928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://not_even.blogspot.com/2005/02/voggy-day-earfquakes-volcanic-activity.html' title=''/><author><name>santos.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15941170936050458728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/25/44261637_36f252f972_t.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5236085.post-110683719320105435</id><published>2005-01-28T01:37:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-01-28T00:46:33.200+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>new year's resolution every year: organize the damn cd collection already!pieman's asking me a bunch of music questions. ay, caramba. this is going to take awhile.8 big binders x 256cds, 3 med x 150 cds, 4-5 small x 100, 12 smaller x 20, 10 smaller binders with mp3 discs, oh help.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5236085/posts/default/110683719320105435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5236085/posts/default/110683719320105435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://not_even.blogspot.com/2005/01/new-years-resolution-every-year.html' title=''/><author><name>santos.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15941170936050458728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/25/44261637_36f252f972_t.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5236085.post-110562910655865924</id><published>2005-01-14T01:51:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-01-14T01:11:46.560+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>does anyone remember when guam was the big internment camp for the vietnamese refugees after the fall of saigon? the only thing i really remember--which came back to me when reading a post about fried eggs and fried rice on oslofoodie's blog--was that the 'fugees weren't eating the food provided by the military. couldn't hang with the weird american stuff, so the military had to look for fresh </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5236085/posts/default/110562910655865924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5236085/posts/default/110562910655865924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://not_even.blogspot.com/2005/01/does-anyone-remember-when-guam-was-big.html' title=''/><author><name>santos.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15941170936050458728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/25/44261637_36f252f972_t.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5236085.post-110545645782653942</id><published>2005-01-12T01:12:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-01-12T01:14:17.826+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>weirdly, ottmar liebert's got a flickr page. i don't know why i think it's weird, but it's definitely weirding me out.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5236085/posts/default/110545645782653942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5236085/posts/default/110545645782653942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://not_even.blogspot.com/2005/01/weirdly-ottmar-lieberts-got-flickr.html' title=''/><author><name>santos.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15941170936050458728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/25/44261637_36f252f972_t.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5236085.post-110525656489224920</id><published>2005-01-09T17:32:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-01-09T17:42:44.893+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>things are slowing down at tsunami help. everything's moving to wiki world, which is completely foreign to me, so i won't even bother. i think my time there has wrapped up. there are all these new people who want to take it into some new direction that's beyond my scope.i am still one of the administrators for the missing persons page and the flickr missing persons page. missing persons? </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5236085/posts/default/110525656489224920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5236085/posts/default/110525656489224920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://not_even.blogspot.com/2005/01/things-are-slowing-down-at-tsunami.html' title=''/><author><name>santos.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15941170936050458728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/25/44261637_36f252f972_t.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5236085.post-110477188347818716</id><published>2005-01-04T02:53:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-01-04T03:04:43.476+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>so i'm still over at tsunami help, which is what i'm calling the SEA-EAT blog, because i'm beginning to really mind that moniker. i'm doing clean up and recaps, but there's a really wonderful person over there (there's a lot, actually) named meghi who has created a very clean and lovely layout, which has made it easier for people to find information. there are, i gather, six or seven core people,</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5236085/posts/default/110477188347818716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5236085/posts/default/110477188347818716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://not_even.blogspot.com/2005/01/so-im-still-over-at-tsunami-help-which.html' title=''/><author><name>santos.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15941170936050458728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/25/44261637_36f252f972_t.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5236085.post-110458940826101015</id><published>2005-01-01T01:22:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-01-02T00:23:28.263+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>happy new year. i know it will be.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5236085/posts/default/110458940826101015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5236085/posts/default/110458940826101015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://not_even.blogspot.com/2005/01/happy-new-year.html' title=''/><author><name>santos.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15941170936050458728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/25/44261637_36f252f972_t.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5236085.post-110424885746988035</id><published>2004-12-29T01:39:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-01-04T02:53:44.333+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>urgh. i know. i'm always ignoring this blog, even though it is the first. i'm sorry. it's just that it's status quo on island (except that whole doug moylan case--actually, that's pretty normal, it's the publicity that's not), and there's a lot going on in the world. i'm currently volunteering over at the south-east asia earthquake and tsunami blog, which lists and updates emergency and aid </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5236085/posts/default/110424885746988035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5236085/posts/default/110424885746988035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://not_even.blogspot.com/2004/12/urgh.html' title=''/><author><name>santos.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15941170936050458728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/25/44261637_36f252f972_t.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5236085.post-110406199287234312</id><published>2004-12-26T21:52:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-12-26T21:53:12.873+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>of course, i didn't mean you :-)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5236085/posts/default/110406199287234312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5236085/posts/default/110406199287234312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://not_even.blogspot.com/2004/12/of-course-i-didnt-mean-you.html' title=''/><author><name>santos.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15941170936050458728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/25/44261637_36f252f972_t.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5236085.post-110406191977205550</id><published>2004-12-26T21:47:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-12-26T21:51:59.773+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>some days, and i have to say it, i really hate_____________people. merry fucking christmas.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5236085/posts/default/110406191977205550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5236085/posts/default/110406191977205550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://not_even.blogspot.com/2004/12/some-days-and-i-have-to-say-it-i.html' title=''/><author><name>santos.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15941170936050458728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/25/44261637_36f252f972_t.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5236085.post-110265520185254432</id><published>2004-12-10T14:50:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-12-10T15:06:41.853+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i got a phone call on tuesday from a person i went to summer camp with at northfield mount hermon like, a zillion and a half years ago. a 6'7" german guy now living la vida jet-set in hong kong, and on guam for a few days of business. he barely remembered my name but spent three days tracking me down. my insane cousin gave him all my details, without really knowing who he was. thanks! it was an</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5236085/posts/default/110265520185254432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5236085/posts/default/110265520185254432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://not_even.blogspot.com/2004/12/i-got-phone-call-on-tuesday-from.html' title=''/><author><name>santos.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15941170936050458728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/25/44261637_36f252f972_t.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5236085.post-110222677730586973</id><published>2004-12-05T16:01:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-12-05T17:33:33.260+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>last night was the 25th annual japanese autumn festival or, aki matsuri (no, you did not go to school with a guy with that name). as always, it is held at ypao beach park, and as always, it was raining. only this year it was more like monsoons than the occasional outburst. did it stop the several thousand dancing in the mud? ha! you underestimate the power of cheap japanese food, my friend. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5236085/posts/default/110222677730586973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5236085/posts/default/110222677730586973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://not_even.blogspot.com/2004/12/last-night-was-25th-annual-japanese.html' title=''/><author><name>santos.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15941170936050458728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/25/44261637_36f252f972_t.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5236085.post-110178876348856934</id><published>2004-11-30T14:21:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-11-30T14:26:03.486+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i'm back from la, but still doing the la blog for awhile. i was on the plane with jasmine trias, ex-american idol contestant. not that i can pick her out of a crowd. can you?Ric A. Eusebio/Pacific Daily News</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5236085/posts/default/110178876348856934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5236085/posts/default/110178876348856934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://not_even.blogspot.com/2004/11/im-back-from-la-but-still-doing-la.html' title=''/><author><name>santos.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15941170936050458728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/25/44261637_36f252f972_t.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5236085.post-109894567482327022</id><published>2004-10-28T16:39:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-10-28T16:41:14.823+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hiya. guambat is in los angeles for awhile, so i'll be blogging from la la land for an undetermined amount of time. you can read about the misadventures on third and fairfax, my la blog. hope to see you there!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5236085/posts/default/109894567482327022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5236085/posts/default/109894567482327022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://not_even.blogspot.com/2004/10/hiya.html' title=''/><author><name>santos.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15941170936050458728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/25/44261637_36f252f972_t.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5236085.post-109728844465089147</id><published>2004-10-09T13:17:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-10-09T12:20:44.650+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>claire gave me squeaky laptop buddha. i use it to hold my cel phone. best thing is the OS9 little graphic on the packet:</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5236085/posts/default/109728844465089147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5236085/posts/default/109728844465089147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://not_even.blogspot.com/2004/10/claire-gave-me-squeaky-laptop-buddha.html' title=''/><author><name>santos.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15941170936050458728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/25/44261637_36f252f972_t.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5236085.post-109689224387302719</id><published>2004-10-04T22:11:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-10-04T22:20:18.430+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>perusing the aisles of the abc stores. convenience, yes! boobies too!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5236085/posts/default/109689224387302719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5236085/posts/default/109689224387302719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://not_even.blogspot.com/2004/10/perusing-aisles-of-abc-stores.html' title=''/><author><name>santos.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15941170936050458728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/25/44261637_36f252f972_t.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5236085.post-109630367289433913</id><published>2004-09-28T02:46:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-09-28T02:47:52.913+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>gaaah! if you live anywhere there are earthquakes, you need to read this at world of wonder. and you thought it was only good for gay prison gossip.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5236085/posts/default/109630367289433913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5236085/posts/default/109630367289433913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://not_even.blogspot.com/2004/09/gaaah-if-you-live-anywhere-there-are.html' title=''/><author><name>santos.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15941170936050458728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/25/44261637_36f252f972_t.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5236085.post-109609552324957555</id><published>2004-09-25T16:56:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-09-25T16:58:43.250+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>gecko needs a manicure!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5236085/posts/default/109609552324957555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5236085/posts/default/109609552324957555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://not_even.blogspot.com/2004/09/gecko-needs-manicure.html' title=''/><author><name>santos.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15941170936050458728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/25/44261637_36f252f972_t.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5236085.post-109552594635799549</id><published>2004-09-19T02:42:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-09-19T02:45:46.356+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>despite what kermit may tell you, are there really *that* many songs about rainbows?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5236085/posts/default/109552594635799549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5236085/posts/default/109552594635799549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://not_even.blogspot.com/2004/09/despite-what-kermit-may-tell-you-are.html' title=''/><author><name>santos.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15941170936050458728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/25/44261637_36f252f972_t.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5236085.post-109552706091042562</id><published>2004-09-19T01:55:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-09-19T03:04:20.910+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>been reading tons of new blogs lately. mostly mp3 ones, and stealing downloading music for evaluation purposes only, but a few others: my absolute favourite of the music ones is pop 77. just awe-inspiring. a musical confession. words can't even describe.just found i found some of your life. someone found a memory card filled with photos in the back of a nyc taxi, and now he's posting them all</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5236085/posts/default/109552706091042562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5236085/posts/default/109552706091042562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://not_even.blogspot.com/2004/09/been-reading-tons-of-new-blogs-lately.html' title=''/><author><name>santos.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15941170936050458728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/25/44261637_36f252f972_t.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5236085.post-109504371204861524</id><published>2004-09-13T13:44:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-09-13T12:48:32.046+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"not so much to love as to be loved"one of the most amazing things i have read on the web can be found at pop 77. (look for the aforementioned phrase and the modigliani)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5236085/posts/default/109504371204861524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5236085/posts/default/109504371204861524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://not_even.blogspot.com/2004/09/not-so-much-to-love-as-to-be-loved-one.html' title=''/><author><name>santos.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15941170936050458728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/25/44261637_36f252f972_t.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5236085.post-109470288643568159</id><published>2004-09-09T14:04:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-09-09T14:08:06.436+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>oh to be in los angeles at this moment in time!!kaiju big battle at the avalon tonight, tickets still available!vanilla ice (yeah, you read that right) FREE show at the knitting factory tonight.check out the scene while my dj revolves it.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5236085/posts/default/109470288643568159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5236085/posts/default/109470288643568159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://not_even.blogspot.com/2004/09/oh-to-be-in-los-angeles-at-this-moment.html' title=''/><author><name>santos.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15941170936050458728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/25/44261637_36f252f972_t.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5236085.post-109452461426805166</id><published>2004-09-07T13:36:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-09-07T12:37:12.596+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>gaaah! the pinoy radio station, megamix 101.9, has started playing christmas music. gaaah!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5236085/posts/default/109452461426805166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5236085/posts/default/109452461426805166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://not_even.blogspot.com/2004/09/gaaah-pinoy-radio-station-megamix-101.html' title=''/><author><name>santos.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15941170936050458728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/25/44261637_36f252f972_t.jpg'/></author></entry></feed>
