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Toys - Created by Khoa Ho Check out the artist’s website for...

Tue, 21 May 2013 20:50:32 -0400

Toys - Created by Khoa Ho

Check out the artist’s website for more of his work

fuckyeahfluiddynamics: When a drop falls from a moderate height...

Sun, 19 May 2013 16:12:59 -0400

When a drop falls from a moderate height into a shallow pool, its impact creates a complicated pattern. The photo above is a composite image showing a top-down view 100 ms after such an impact. On the left side, the flow is visualized using dye whereas the right shows a schlieren photograph, in which contrast indicates variations in density. Both methods show the same general structure - an inner vortex ring generated at the edge of the impact crater and formed mostly of drop fluid and an outer vortex ring, consisting primarily of pool fluid, formed by the spreading wave. Both regions show signs of instability and breakdown. (Photo credit: A. Wilkens et al.)

flavorpill: nprfreshair: Bill Hader — who is leaving Saturday...

Fri, 17 May 2013 16:24:41 -0400

flavorpill:

nprfreshair:

Bill Hader — who is leaving Saturday Night Live after eight years this weekend — on his audition for the show:

I remember getting in the elevator for my audition and there was a guy next to me who had a backpack full of props and wigs and things, and I went, ‘Oh, my God, that guy is so prepared, I have nothing, I have no props.’ And that was Andy Samberg. And Andy Samberg said he was looking at me going, ‘Oh, that guy has no props. He doesn’t need props.’ And that was the first time we met, was in that elevator.

Adorable

Don't Tell The Russians #18

Thu, 16 May 2013 11:09:00 -0400

I posted this on facebook:

“Today was a day of figuring things out, and of figuring out what to do when those things go wrong one after the other. Hehe.

Every first day I have in a Russian city is an adventure, and there’s no such thing as an adventure where everything’s perfect and everything just neatly falls into place. In fact, it’s quite the opposite. Something always goes wrong. But adventures are different from tragedies. Tragedies are when everything goes wrong and there’s no one to turn things around. Adventures are when you know that no matter what happens, you’re still okay because you know the Author of your story never makes *disappointing endings.

So everything’s fine. Might have missed a meet-up today for a lot of crazy circumstances, but today, strangers have been really kind, the person I was supposed to meet was really understanding, and I’m in a city that’s so beautiful it makes me want to live here for a while.

The next 3 days are gonna be awesome.”

Short-version:
- had to meet the prof of Philippine Studies at 2 so I can sit in her class at 2:30.
- slept in hotel, woke up at 1:45
- commuted to university but I had no idea it was so far
- no load, so I couldn’t call the professor to inform her
- got to the university, realized I should’ve loaded up first because I have no idea where the class would be.
- this lady from this faculty started helping me look for her. Didn’t find her though.
- got out, looked for a place to change dollars to rubles, then looked for a place to load. found one, was about to load, but i realized didn’t know my number.
- i asked a stranger if i could call her phone to see my number
- but i didn’t have load.
- whatadilemma.
- felt terrible because nothing went as planned and nothing fell into place
- went to the shop of my provider, fixed everything, called the professor, she said it’s okay and she was really understanding
- i felt better after that
- i got to figure out the metro all by myself.
- grapes lady screaming at me.

So here’s the full story. (Warning: Mahaba. If you don’t have time, short version would be enough. )

Morning, rushed to the airport, was kind of late. Wasn’t able to check the weight of my luggage at home so I was hoping I could check it at the airport like in NAIA, but I didn’t have time. I had it weighed hoping it wasn’t overweight, and it was all really stressful because I was late and employees were rushing me and speaking in Russian (they were Russian me hahahaha) and then I find out my luggage is 10 kilograms overweight. How did that happen?!? Wahhh so I had to pay overweight fee, but I didn’t have any rubles and they weren’t taking dollars, and I didn’t have a credit card, so I had no idea what to do and everyone was like so frantic.

And the captain who was helping me out called my host dad, and I didn’t realize my host parents were still standing by the entrance making sure that everything would be okay. He payed for my fee with his credit card and he just told me we’ll fix things later.

And I was whisked off to the X-ray place, and all the frantic people left. The employee there asked for my passport and the guard beside her, when he saw I had a Philippine passport, asked if I had any Philippine coins. I couldn’t find any so I said sorry.

I just really appreciated the casualness of the situation after all the panic and urgency.

So I was whisked off to the plane and I finally got to sit down and relax, and I just felt so stressed out because of what happened. It took a while for me to get over that.

I arrived at the airport on time and my taxi driver from the hotel was waiting to meet me. He had a sign that said “Juan Calazan”. Haha first time to get picked up anywhere like that. He was really kind and we were speaking in Russian. Cooool. I realized there was a biiig difference between my very first taxi ride conversation in Russia and this one.

I got to my hotel, everything was great, it was nice and small and cozy and the staff are really friendly and they speak English, and a guest was friendly enough to smile when I came in the common area. I’m so happy I got a tip from an online review to book room #3 because it has a balcony. I took a picture of the view, and I made sure I included the guard rail of the balcony to show people that it’s a balcony. I had breakfast, then I took a nap because I only slept for 2 hours.

Here’s my sched for today. I’ll wake up at 12:30, go out, get some rubles, load up my phone (no money in this sim at all. had to change back to the sim i bought in moscow since i had to give back the sim AIESEC Voronezh gave me.), go to St. Petersburg State University (gotta be there by 2 pm) and meet up with Olga, the professor of Philippine Studies there and I get to sit in her class which starts at 2:30.

Here’s what happened.

I woke up at 1:45 pm. I had to walk a looong way to the bus stop. I had to keep asking for directions. I was thinking if I should get some rubles and load up my phone first, or get to the university first. I thought I should get to the university as soon as possible. I rode the wrong bus but it was going the right way for a while. The kind people there instructed me on which bus goes all the way to the university, so I got down (they didn’t make me pay because they knew I was at the wrong bus! :D ), took another bus, and I asked the conductor to tell me if we’re already at the university, and she said she will and that I should sit down since it’s still a looong way. Haaaaay…

The whole time I just felt really bad because I had no way to contact Olga, and it’s like I arranged this whole meeting, and I didn’t call her for hours after the agreed time that I would, plus I wasn’t able to give her my number since I had no idea what my number was. And now I’m reeeally late. I felt really embarrassed, like I was so impolite to her.

I finally got my bus stop, had to keep asking for directions again to find the university, I find it, go inside, stop by the receptionist, explained my situation, she told me to go to this room, and I did, and it was a faculty room, and I explained my situation and this lady told me she’ll help me. I asked her if I could borrow a phone to call and she gave me an office phone, and I tried to call the number of Olga, but it wasn’t working. And I just kept thinking I should’ve loaded up first. I should’ve woken up early. It’s all a chain reaction of one mistake.

So the kind lady started helping me look for Olga’s class, which was already like 30 minutes through, and we went from faculty to faculty, room to room, building to building, but nothing. We didn’t find the class and we just went back to her faculty. I asked her if I could try calling again, and this time I compared the number I saved in my phone and the number she sent me

AND THEY WERE DIFFERENT.

by one small number in the end.

So i called the correct number with the phone i borrowed, and it still wasn’t working. It was turned off probably because she had class.

This was the last class I could’ve sat in. After this they have exams, and I missed it. Nothing fell into place. Nothing proceeded as planned. I said thanks to the lady who helped me and I left the university.

Haaaay sayang.

Naka-ilang buntong hininga rin ako. I just felt so disappointed with the day.

So I just started looking for a bank and place to load up my phone so I could call up Olga after her class and apologize.

I found a bank and changed my money, then I found a shop with a cellphone loading machine. I was about to load up when I suddenly realized:

how am I going to load my phone if I don’t know my number?

Ah, I could ask a stranger if I could call their phone and see the number.

But. How will I call their phone if I don’t have load?

Ah, I could load my phone first, then call.

But. Ah, you get it. It’s a solutionless dilemma.

But I tried it anyway. I asked a lady if I could call her phone to find out my number and she gladly obliged. I knew it wouldn’t work, like I wouldn’t be able to make a call, but with my other sim, if you try to make a call with an empty balance, the provider will send the person a text saying that you tried to make a call, so I was really hoping that text would appear in the lady’s phone, buuut nothing. She recommended I check the settings, and I remembered, oh yeah! iPhones do have your number in the settings, but when I checked it, it said “unknown”. Noooo…. Oh well. Good try. At least she was really kind.

So I just kept walking, and then I found a shop of my mobile provider! I went in, explained my situation, the employee dialed something in my phone and voila, my number appeared! I finally got to use the loading machine, but the load didn’t come in, so I had to ask an employee again, and she called a help service, said some stuff I didn’t understand, and after a while I had load!

I went out, called Olga, apologized, and she was just really understanding. I was expecting disappointment or exasperation in her voice but she was just cool with it. And that was a really big relief. Like all my frustration with the day slowly went away.

I think it’s because I’m more of a social person, like what really matters to me is how I deal with people, and what really bummed me out the most was how impolite I was with this person I said I would meet, and when she said it was okay, it really made me feel better.

So after that, I went to the metro station. I had no idea how to do anything, but outside the station there were cashiers and people buying stuff. I had no idea what to say. I tried asking this lady but she ignored me and just walked past me.

I thought “Ah, this is hopeless. If I can’t even buy a ticket, how am I supposed to figure out how to take the metro going back to my hotel?”

But then I thought of this as a challenge, like I won’t give up today until I figure this out. So I stayed near the cashier, watched people buy, and I saw that they just gave their money and said “one”, so I did the same, and the lady understood, and I got my token! Yeah, it was a token. I was expecting a card, but token’s enough for one ride. When I went inside, I saw that the cards were being sold there. And there was a map telling me where I was and how to get to different places, and with the maps all over the place, I got to go to the station near my hotel. ACHIEVEMENT! I figured out the metro by myself. And it’s a beautiful metro. The whole city’s beautiful actually. Every building is just so nice to look at.

Ok, last challenge, getting back to the hotel. I wasn’t sure of the street, but I knew it was Moskovskovo, or something like that. So I just followed the map (plus the map my friends from Voronezh gave me!) and I started looking for my hotel. There was no big sign so I had to remember what the building looked like. I remembered that I took a picture from the balcony, so I checked out what the opposite building looked like. I saw two buildings that kind of looked like my hotel and the opposite building, but when I compared the balconies, the guard rails were different. (My balcony was prettier haha). Then I saw a familiar balcony, and a familiar building in front of it, and that was it! I’m back at my hotel, everything’s not so bad anymore, and I’m loving this city.

The events of the first half of the day were just ridiculous though. Waking up late, not changing money, not loading my phone, not finding the class, not having load to call, not having the right number in the first place, and even more first than that, the phone of my friend was already turned off so even if I loaded up, I wouldn’t have been able to call til the class was over, and how could I have loaded up if I didn’t know my number, and how could I know my number if I didn’t load up?

But I’m still grateful at the kindness of every person I talked to.

Except for this lady who shouted at me because I didn’t want to buy 1.5 kilos of grapes. I told her I only wanted 1 kilo. I was still acting kind, well, for fun. I said thank you with a smile and she just grumbled you’re welcome. Hehehehe

Whataday. Hello St. Petersburg. We’re gonna have a great time.

Don't Tell The Russians #17

Wed, 15 May 2013 17:01:53 -0400

For the next two weeks, I got so much to look forward to. Don’t tell the people here. I gotta kinda be sad because I’m leaving. Hahaha

St. Petersburg (May 16-20)
- it’s St. Petersbuuuurg!!! The most beautiful city in Russia!!!
- a cozy small hotel there. It would be nice to have a few days just living by myself.
- meeting the Philippine Studies students in St. Petersburg State University. Yeah, they’re actually Russians studying the Philippines and Filipino. The professor there now was the classmate of my first Russian tutor, who also studied that course.
- visiting the church there and meeting the friend of a friend
- meeting up with a friend from UP who has the same lame humor as I do
- meeting people from AIESEC St. Petersburg!

Moscow (May 20-26)
- I got a host family!!! And they’re Christian!!! They’re also a friend of a friend of mine from the Philippines, and I wasn’t sure if my friend asked them if I could stay, so when I called up the friend of a friend, I really wasn’t expecting him to ask about me staying or anything, so I just asked if he knew any good hotels in the area, then… THEN. he asked, “why don’t you stay with us?” WOOOAAAAHHH THANK YOU LOOORD!!! Christian, English-speaking host family!!!! Ahhh what a home. Plus I can check out the church there too. :D
- Also gonna meet the Philippine Studies students in Moscow State University.
- Meeting friends from the Philippines who got matched to internships in AIESEC Moscow!!!
- Meeting people from AIESEC Moscow!
- And last, meeting my friend’s Russian English-speaking friend who knows all the awesome spots in the city.

This is gonna be a great 2 weeks. :D

Don't Tell The Russians #16

Wed, 15 May 2013 17:00:25 -0400

I will miss them very very very very very much.

I’ve grown to love this place. Slowly my homesickness was replaced by a longing to hold on this very city and to the very people that make up my concept of Voronezh. This city has become my home in this country. St. Petersburg and Moscow, if ever they become some sort of home for me in the future, will never take the place of Voronezh as my first.

First few days here were really flooded with homesickness when I realized I would be here for two months.

Last two weeks here in this city have almost little or no homesickness at all because I know I only have around 14 days left.

Perspective changes emotions, and my emotions now are just.

I really love these people I’ve gotten to know. (You don’t have to read everything)

My host family (Sasha & Olya), Dasha, Masha, Anya, Anya, Anya, Lyera, Misha, Pasha, Pasha, Pasha, Nastya, Nastya, Nastya, Vanya, Bola (my crazy Egyptian friend), Tanya, Kirill, Kirill, Vitya, Ilya, Alisher (my Tajik friend), Sasha, Olya (different from my host parents), Andrei, Yula, Julia (my German friend), and many many many more.

I had a great farewell party at the amusement park.

I’ve said goodbye to the crew at Subway.

Haaay this has become a senti post. And all my sentimentality has been embodied by a farewell gift I had made for all the people I’ve come to love. This is my farewell present to them. A magnet. Of me. I know right. They’re so lucky. Hahahaha. When I finally saw it printed, I was so happy with it and I couldn’t wait to give them. They will never forget me for sure. Hehehe

Tim Hawkinson - Mobius Ship (2011)

Wed, 15 May 2013 16:34:15 -0400

Tim Hawkinson - Mobius Ship (2011)

disfiguredstick: 4gifs: Treadmill preset: Fabulous Magical...

Tue, 14 May 2013 16:46:25 -0400

disfiguredstick:

4gifs:

Treadmill preset: Fabulous

Magical girl transformation sequence

Photo

Tue, 14 May 2013 14:00:01 -0400

Bill Hader to Leave Saturday Night Live

Tue, 14 May 2013 13:49:22 -0400

Bill Hader to Leave Saturday Night Live:

When Bill Hader leaves “Saturday Night Live” at the end of the season, he will take a collection of colorful characters with him.

NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

I can’t wait for him to host though. I have no idea what he’s like out of character.

flavorpill: The first two lines of 30...

Tue, 14 May 2013 13:47:30 -0400

flavorpill:

The first two lines of 30 Rock.

Genius.

GASP.

*whispering* wow.

thatfunnyblog: One of my friends got chased by little piggies...

Mon, 13 May 2013 17:19:06 -0400

thatfunnyblog:

One of my friends got chased by little piggies during his bike ride

Photo

Sun, 12 May 2013 16:14:40 -0400

my inspiration

Sun, 12 May 2013 14:36:51 -0400

my inspiration

thatfunnyblog: negros is a province in the philippines Funny...

Sun, 12 May 2013 10:17:00 -0400

thatfunnyblog:

negros is a province in the philippines

Funny Stuff you like?

oh… foreigners find this funny. haha.

GO PHILIPPINES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! >:D

thezartorialist: single exposure taken from manhattan bridge....

Sat, 11 May 2013 11:07:02 -0400

thezartorialist:

single exposure taken from manhattan bridge. glass prism held in front of lens. excerpt from photo series project. http://thezartorialist.com

A Different Entrance: Poem #5 - Perspektibo

Fri, 10 May 2013 19:14:19 -0400

A Different Entrance: Poem #5 - Perspektibo:

sigegame:

1.)

papatulan o pagbibigyan

pinaghihintay o hinahayaan

binibitin o bingi

binalewala ang hindi

2.)

matamis o mapait

masama o mabait

tama o mali

ang Diyos o ang sarili

3.)

pasensya o paguusap

sa lupa o sa ulap

tunay bang makikinig

iibahin ang maririnig

4.)

nabigo o pasaway

napaso…

bored-im: Dying from the adorable… an ambush of kisses!!!

Fri, 10 May 2013 17:10:11 -0400

bored-im:

Dying from the adorable…

an ambush of kisses!!!

humansofnewyork: “I never married.” “Why not?” “Because you...

Fri, 10 May 2013 04:36:49 -0400

humansofnewyork:

“I never married.”
“Why not?”
“Because you didn’t come along until today.”

ratsoff: If grandmothers around the world had a rallying cry,...

Fri, 10 May 2013 04:35:43 -0400

ratsoff:

If grandmothers around the world had a rallying cry, it would probably sound something like “You need to eat!”

Photographer Gabriele Galimberti’s grandmother said something similar to him before one of his many globetrotting work trips. To ensure he had at least one good meal, she prepared for him a dish of ravioli before he departed on one of his adventures.

“In that occasion I said to my grandma ‘You know, Grandma, there are many other grandmas around the world and most of them are really good cooks,” Galimberti wrote via email. “I’m going to meet them and ask them to cook for me so I can show you that you don’t have to be worried for me and the food that I will eat!’ This is the way my project was born!”

The project, “Delicatessen With Love”, took Galimberti to 58 countries where he photographed grandmothers with both the ingredients and finished signature dishes.

He acted as photographer and stylist during each shoot with the grandmothers, taking a portrait of both the women and the food they made for him.

From top to bottom:

Inara Runtule, 68, Kekava, Latvia. Silke (herring with potatoes and cottage cheese).

Grace Estibero, 82, Mumbai, India. Chicken vindaloo.

Susann Soresen, 81, Homer, Alaska. Moose steak.

Serette Charles, 63, Saint-Jean du Sud, Haiti. Lambi in creole sauce.

The photographer’s grandmother Marisa Batini, 80, Castiglion Fiorentino, Italy. Swiss chard and ricotta Ravioli with meat sauce.

Normita Sambu Arap, 65, Oltepessi (Masaai Mara), Kenya. Mboga and orgali (white corn polenta with vegetables and goat).

Julia Enaigua, 71, La Paz, Bolivia. Queso Humacha (vegetables and fresh cheese soup).

Fifi Makhmer, 62, Cairo, Egypt. Kuoshry (pasta, rice and legumes pie).

Isolina Perez De Vargas, 83, Mendoza, Argentina. Asado criollo (mixed meats barbecue).

Bisrat Melake, 60, Addis Ababa, Ethiopia. Enjera with curry and vegetables.