<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><rss xmlns:atom='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' version='2.0'><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7055692525117205106</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Sun, 31 Jul 2011 03:59:35 +0000</lastBuildDate><category>Pictures</category><category>Humor?</category><category>Writing</category><category>Anger in Cryptic Mode</category><category>Catalyst of War</category><category>Philippine Goverment Flaws</category><title>rbolsqp junkyard</title><description> </description><link>http://rbolsqp.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (rbolsqp)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>20</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7055692525117205106.post-7094834761427277365</guid><pubDate>Wed, 13 Jul 2011 06:06:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-07-13T14:08:44.626+08:00</atom:updated><title>The Best Doctor</title><atom:summary type='text'>where I read thisA doctor from  Israel said: " In Israel, the medicine is so advanced, we cut off a  man's testicles, put them on to another man and in 6 weeks, he is  looking for a job!"The  German doctor commented: "That's nothing, in Germany, we took part of a  brain from one man, put it on to another man and in 4 weeks, he is  looking for work!"The  Filipino doctor answered &amp; laughed aloud: "</atom:summary><link>http://rbolsqp.blogspot.com/2011/07/best-doctor.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (rbolsqp)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7055692525117205106.post-2834032065618152984</guid><pubDate>Mon, 08 Jun 2009 18:50:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-10-16T22:29:54.323+08:00</atom:updated><title>Technology as a Learning Tool</title><atom:summary type='text'>My two-year old son is a fast learner.  Thanks to technology.  On a daily basis he would toy with my cellular phone and the computer often playing games and exploring many other stuffs.He learned the alphabet and other kiddie songs through YouTube.  Now that he is able to distinguish letters, there came an idea on how I should teach him to spell his name.  While playing one of the games installed</atom:summary><link>http://rbolsqp.blogspot.com/2009/06/technology-as-learning-tool.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (rbolsqp)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uqzFrUY4LZE/Si1jArrzffI/AAAAAAAAARU/2l7fG6nf5qQ/s72-c/19072007+%28Medium%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7055692525117205106.post-312768855976195774</guid><pubDate>Sat, 11 Apr 2009 01:34:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-04-11T10:15:26.321+08:00</atom:updated><title>The Art of Deception</title><atom:summary type='text'>On the way to the bakery I chanced upon an orange colored paper that appeared like a P20 bill from a distance.  The hour has darkened the surrounding and only the street lights provide the necessary luminosity - whereas insufficient to further detail decisions on things that one sees.  As I had proven the litter as of monetary value, I attempted to pick it up, only to discover that it was a prank</atom:summary><link>http://rbolsqp.blogspot.com/2009/04/art-of-deception-good-friday-prank.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (rbolsqp)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7055692525117205106.post-8455333114403357929</guid><pubDate>Fri, 13 Feb 2009 03:08:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-02-22T11:11:52.863+08:00</atom:updated><title>Farewell Letter to my Paramour</title><atom:summary type='text'>  Let me begin by informing you that I am in an anxious state. I fear that in exposing how I feel for you now would assimilate your view to that of Henry G. Strauss, that the horror contained herein would make you give up on reading. Pertaining to my letter you may do so if you please. But read further, if possible all that you can on your idle time, because as I've read, reading maintains one's </atom:summary><link>http://rbolsqp.blogspot.com/2009/02/farewell-letter-to-my-paramour.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (rbolsqp)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7055692525117205106.post-7808254165738361336</guid><pubDate>Mon, 17 Nov 2008 01:45:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-11-17T13:12:24.513+08:00</atom:updated><title>Blue and Red is the Color of Campaign</title><atom:summary type='text'>After greening out with hate, I shift my color spectrum to blue and red. And those seem to be the most popular color combination for election campaigns.Sample 1 by rbolsqp.Sample 2 by rbolsqp.</atom:summary><link>http://rbolsqp.blogspot.com/2008/11/blue-and-red-is-color-of-campaign.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (rbolsqp)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7055692525117205106.post-4981139063716444242</guid><pubDate>Tue, 11 Nov 2008 12:33:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-11-15T11:25:57.495+08:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Anger in Cryptic Mode</category><title>Green is the Color of Hate</title><atom:summary type='text'>Grafuck (pronounced as gra-fik) design refers to various professional artistic disciplines that focus on visual communication and presentation.  The root method of the craft involves combining symbols, images and/or words are used to represent ideas and messages in visual form.Web pages and other related electronic reading materials, magazines and other hard prints, t-shirts, and many others rely</atom:summary><link>http://rbolsqp.blogspot.com/2008/11/green-is-color-of-hate.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (rbolsqp)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7055692525117205106.post-1303600427010646421</guid><pubDate>Tue, 11 Nov 2008 06:07:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-11-11T14:28:50.435+08:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Pictures</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Humor?</category><title>Interpreting Signs</title><atom:summary type='text'></atom:summary><link>http://rbolsqp.blogspot.com/2008/11/interpreting-signs.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (rbolsqp)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7055692525117205106.post-1060104676592244863</guid><pubDate>Wed, 29 Oct 2008 03:36:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-11-06T12:37:31.877+08:00</atom:updated><title>On Missing Mothers</title><atom:summary type='text'>I had the opportunity to concentrate on something I wanted to code ever since I learned of programming. The fond memory of how my mom amazed me with her stories when I was then a kid regarding espionage, the CIA, military and terrorism urged me to divert some time on this effort. She's passed a year now and for the many times that I've seem to neglect her, I decided to sit down and play with her </atom:summary><link>http://rbolsqp.blogspot.com/2008/10/on-missing-mothers.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (rbolsqp)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7055692525117205106.post-6704644617678477179</guid><pubDate>Tue, 30 Sep 2008 05:33:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-09-30T14:02:40.643+08:00</atom:updated><title>The Composition of a Filipino Merienda</title><atom:summary type='text'>The geometry of the Filipino culture is an intersection of Malay, Chinese and Japanese, Spanish and Mexican, American and other Western culture lines.  As such, we have become people who could easily blend in.  Proof of that is our tongue that understands a variety of tastes; more so with our experience of merienda heterogeneities.A Litany of Names.Parallel with our Malay sub-culture, our </atom:summary><link>http://rbolsqp.blogspot.com/2008/09/composition-of-filipino-merienda.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (rbolsqp)</author><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7055692525117205106.post-9136144241466471940</guid><pubDate>Sun, 07 Sep 2008 18:07:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-09-08T15:46:54.150+08:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Writing</category><title>To Cook Or Not to Cook: That is the Question</title><atom:summary type='text'>There came upon a time when I was asked to edit one of sister's school paper.  As I began running through her piece, I noticed the content to be satisfactory.  Thoughts were laid in conjunction although the manner of writing I criticized as one recommended for the general audience.  It was by that light that it would be a rarity that any of my other siblings would approach to have their works </atom:summary><link>http://rbolsqp.blogspot.com/2008/09/to-cook-or-not-to-cook-that-is-question.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (rbolsqp)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7055692525117205106.post-527899766244372613</guid><pubDate>Thu, 24 Jul 2008 18:25:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-10-05T20:55:39.591+08:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Philippine Goverment Flaws</category><title>Government + Tax = Public Service*</title><atom:summary type='text'>"The fundamental purpose of government is the maintenance of basic security and public order — without which individuals cannot attempt to find happiness."** From the aforementioned quote, it can be deduced that government should bring smiles on peoples' faces. That only possible if the government and all her agencies could provide the services required of them.Basically, I do not rant against </atom:summary><link>http://rbolsqp.blogspot.com/2008/07/government-tax-public-service.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (rbolsqp)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7055692525117205106.post-3551282724902379084</guid><pubDate>Tue, 17 Jun 2008 08:21:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-09-06T18:43:16.099+08:00</atom:updated><title>Accursed of Accusations</title><atom:summary type='text'>    …again, he was untruthful, heed to use name of other people while it’s less the issue to be straightforward…but leisure pursuit maybe he found to be in saying things untrue. The reason maybe to shield a philanthropist from being centered with squabble…and me, impairment is never his concern. unspeaking and deaf---but how can I hold back my sensitivity when slur’s burst to you completely?There</atom:summary><link>http://rbolsqp.blogspot.com/2008/06/accursed-of-accusations.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (rbolsqp)</author><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7055692525117205106.post-3113251177954278499</guid><pubDate>Sun, 02 Dec 2007 16:30:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-10-05T20:53:08.615+08:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Catalyst of War</category><title>One Irony in One Million Messages Equates To Gloom</title><atom:summary type='text'>It comes in rarity that you chance upon to stumble upon sites that lights up your urges to do something relevant to the site you recently visited. Last August 4, 2007, I came across 1millionlovemessages and decided to post a returned letter. Said letter was given back to me after a failed relationship that I had four years ago, if I recall it right. In that letter - Love Message 240 I wrote the </atom:summary><link>http://rbolsqp.blogspot.com/2007/12/one-irony-in-one-million-messages.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (rbolsqp)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7055692525117205106.post-4669853204670889050</guid><pubDate>Tue, 27 Nov 2007 01:03:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-10-04T17:20:35.905+08:00</atom:updated><title>In Vino Veritas</title><atom:summary type='text'>And again, I use the phrase "in Vino Veritas" as I opt to use wine as the source of my thoughts for this short entry. But how could I further my discourse, if you may call this one,  if personally I dislike whatever there is in wine, or should I say whatever there is in alcoholic drinks and beverages.I hate the feeling of being drunk and puking when the alcohol has gone way beyond my little </atom:summary><link>http://rbolsqp.blogspot.com/2007/11/in-vino-veritas.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (rbolsqp)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7055692525117205106.post-656704009108865738</guid><pubDate>Mon, 30 Apr 2007 09:12:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-10-04T17:16:21.137+08:00</atom:updated><title>Verbal Scratchpad</title><atom:summary type='text'>Isang nakakatuwang pangyayari na ang aking bunsong kapatid ay naglathala na ng sarili niyang blog. Ito ay marahil sa matinding pagkakabagot karagdagan pa ang pangungulit na ginawa ko sa kanya na gumawa ng mas produktibong bagay habang naka-internet.Ayon sa una niyang isinulat, nais niyang sumulat halintulad sa pagsulat ko. Subalit siya ay nangangamba na maubusan daw ng Ingles. Ganun pa man, ang </atom:summary><link>http://rbolsqp.blogspot.com/2007/04/verbal-scratchpad.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (rbolsqp)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7055692525117205106.post-8790606159363471752</guid><pubDate>Sat, 28 Apr 2007 03:34:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-11-05T12:48:40.589+08:00</atom:updated><title>50% One-Year-Old</title><atom:summary type='text'>Dearest Dedric Shawn,I know you are incapable of reading yet. I love you so much and I am so happy having you. And I have regarded your smiles and your coos as your affirmation that you believe this fact.You are six months now. I wish that you would remain eager to learn new things and be wary of things that could pull you down or harm you. If in doubt, ask first. Do ask for several opinions from</atom:summary><link>http://rbolsqp.blogspot.com/2007/04/50-one-year-old.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (rbolsqp)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7055692525117205106.post-1777785805779966900</guid><pubDate>Thu, 29 Mar 2007 16:59:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-10-01T01:01:20.727+08:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Anger in Cryptic Mode</category><title>Reflections From a Coke Addict</title><atom:summary type='text'>During high school, my heart pounded like war drums whenever my eyes get to see Vangie around. She held my heart as if it were her own beating for her. Those were the times when I wrote poems and love letters in utmost care – wary of grammar and content – in attempt to please my beloved.The young heart that was then, I got hooked to write something for her daily. Others were discarded when I </atom:summary><link>http://rbolsqp.blogspot.com/2007/03/during-high-school-my-heart-pounded.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (rbolsqp)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7055692525117205106.post-4682887116938714292</guid><pubDate>Mon, 12 Jun 2006 07:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-06-07T03:13:26.618+08:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Anger in Cryptic Mode</category><title>Punctuations and Deities</title><atom:summary type='text'>"Punctuation, in written language, the use of standard marks to clarify meaning. Punctuation marks are also used to help convey the emphases and breathing pauses natural to speech, to indicate sentence structure, and to enhance readability. Punctuation varies from language to language and preferences for specific marks vary from writer to writer, but, within any given text, consistency is </atom:summary><link>http://rbolsqp.blogspot.com/2006/06/punctuations-and-deities.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (rbolsqp)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7055692525117205106.post-5813037963555078091</guid><pubDate>Wed, 05 Jan 2005 08:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-10-01T01:44:12.464+08:00</atom:updated><title>Genesis of "rbolsqp"</title><atom:summary type='text'>rbolsqp" is the creation of a playful thought. During my third year high school, I was compelled to create my own signature. Tired with the common imprints that I saw, I played with the possible combinations of my name, initials, nicknames, and other insertible designs.The first design was basically my initials - dabejojr. The design follows that of my mother's strokes.In pursuit of a more </atom:summary><link>http://rbolsqp.blogspot.com/2005/01/genesis-of-rbolsqp.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (rbolsqp)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3104/2816271079_0b482c19f4_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7055692525117205106.post-1782510561826794469</guid><pubDate>Tue, 04 Jan 2005 07:44:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-09-05T14:50:02.666+08:00</atom:updated><title>Genesis</title><atom:summary type='text'>    Back in third year college (S.Y. 1995-96), I had this longing to write a journal of my daily activities. This was sparked upon learning how our National Hero, Jose Rizal, despite of his busy routines, would spend some of his time jotting down how he fared through the day. However, said desire remained only in my thoughts. I spent no effort to perform what I wished to do. It has long been </atom:summary><link>http://rbolsqp.blogspot.com/2008/09/genesis.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (rbolsqp)</author></item></channel></rss>
