<?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-8381895</id><updated>2011-11-28T08:17:26.097+08:00</updated><category term='pics'/><category term='cooking'/><category term='diet'/><category term='Beach trip'/><category term='dingalan'/><category term='Sick'/><category term='ministry'/><category term='wedding'/><category term='chuck and abbey'/><category term='blog tech'/><category term='Concert'/><category term='party'/><category term='house jam'/><category term='switchfoot'/><category term='updates'/><category term='weight'/><category term='nikki&apos;s birthday'/><category term='friends'/><title type='text'>The world through chinky eyes</title><subtitle type='html'>Savoring film captures, still life, and every bit of the real deal.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkerbockers.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381895/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkerbockers.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381895/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>nikkerbockers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/35/2376/400/DSCN5753.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>170</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381895.post-2371615627730440755</id><published>2008-10-31T12:30:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T16:09:40.562+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beach trip'/><title type='text'>Maya Maya Beach Weekend</title><content type='html'>Found an adorable beach house for rent in the village paper. Took the one remaining free weekend left (as all our adult days have suddenly been accounted for. Why is that?), and hied down to Maya Maya and Punta Fuego for some much needed R&amp;amp;R.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best decision ever. Lobsters. Our own cook. Pool. Jacuzzi. Boat. More importantly, SUN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, we were the only ones on the island(s).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.zoto.com/nikkerbockers/albums/17341/" target="blank"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJpsQhdJ6vs/SQq7VGUku5I/AAAAAAAAAI4/c8U0RrXQaaw/s400/DSC_0532.JPG" alt="Maya Maya Weekend" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263225085684398994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Click on image above to view entire album&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. Pardon the cobwebby imprint on all the photos. I totally missed that when I cleaned my lens. Grr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381895-2371615627730440755?l=nikkerbockers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkerbockers.blogspot.com/feeds/2371615627730440755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8381895&amp;postID=2371615627730440755&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381895/posts/default/2371615627730440755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381895/posts/default/2371615627730440755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkerbockers.blogspot.com/2008/10/maya-maya-beach-weekend.html' title='Maya Maya Beach Weekend'/><author><name>nikkerbockers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/35/2376/400/DSCN5753.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJpsQhdJ6vs/SQq7VGUku5I/AAAAAAAAAI4/c8U0RrXQaaw/s72-c/DSC_0532.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381895.post-19320770975093324</id><published>2008-08-14T13:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T14:05:30.609+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dingalan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='house jam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cooking'/><title type='text'>Saturday dinner at the house</title><content type='html'>Bebo's highschool friends and a few of our neighbors joined us last Saturday for a quasi-home cooked meal. By quasi, I mean Bebs cooking the baked chicken and spicy tuyo pasta, Jons and Paul spotting the pizza, Weedge bringing the salami and cheese and his cook preparing the eggplant casserole, and JJ and Carol taking charge of the booze. Lovely evening! We enjoyed ourselves till 2:30am, as no one seemed to want to go home! hahaha. I wonder why...  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJpsQhdJ6vs/SKPIedq_ukI/AAAAAAAAAGU/DXZ4qN4_xKg/s1600-h/DSC_9843.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJpsQhdJ6vs/SKPIedq_ukI/AAAAAAAAAGU/DXZ4qN4_xKg/s400/DSC_9843.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234247617621244482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Group shot&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dotphoto.com/Go.asp?l=nikkerbockers&amp;amp;P=&amp;amp;AID=5453084&amp;amp;T=1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJpsQhdJ6vs/SKPCE5jPT7I/AAAAAAAAAGM/WxHmeO0knf4/s1600-h/DSC_9894.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJpsQhdJ6vs/SKPCE5jPT7I/AAAAAAAAAGM/WxHmeO0knf4/s400/DSC_9894.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234240581358538674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My hubby and me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;More photos &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dotphoto.com/Go.asp?l=nikkerbockers&amp;amp;P=&amp;amp;AID=5453084&amp;amp;T=1"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381895-19320770975093324?l=nikkerbockers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkerbockers.blogspot.com/feeds/19320770975093324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8381895&amp;postID=19320770975093324&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381895/posts/default/19320770975093324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381895/posts/default/19320770975093324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkerbockers.blogspot.com/2008/08/saturday-dinner-at-house.html' title='Saturday dinner at the house'/><author><name>nikkerbockers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/35/2376/400/DSCN5753.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJpsQhdJ6vs/SKPIedq_ukI/AAAAAAAAAGU/DXZ4qN4_xKg/s72-c/DSC_9843.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381895.post-1745794742803842891</id><published>2008-08-13T14:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T15:21:18.959+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wedding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chuck and abbey'/><title type='text'>Nocon-Chua Nuptials</title><content type='html'>08.08.08.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some highlights at Chuck and Abbey's wedding:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Friday night traffic brought us hours late to the couple's wedding. Dyahe. We arrived horribly late, but somehow managed to have two dinners that night. Even more dyahe.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;With JJ in town, the evening also turned out to be a high school reunion of sorts for Bebo's batch. There are tons of pictures to prove this, thanks to Matron of Honor Maggie and her constant pull of the wedding photographer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Chuck can sing! And so can his older brother. Standards, no less. I was highly impressed.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;And finally, the story that will go down the anals of barkada blooper history:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;A 60-ish year old barong-clad guest catches the eye of Carol who is absolutely certain the man was a senator. She convinces JJ and Bebs that he is in fact a politician and they spend  a good portion of their time eliminating personalities and figuring out that elusive name. Until a moment of clarity suddenly hits Carol and she finally puts the man's face in proper reference... the assumed dignitary was actually an active Knights of Columbus in Merville. HAHAHAAHAHAHA. Nice one, luv.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.dotphoto.com/Go.asp?l=nikkerbockers&amp;amp;P=&amp;amp;AID=5453066&amp;amp;T=1"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJpsQhdJ6vs/SKUf97ScLkI/AAAAAAAAAHM/geOU0taDkKM/s400/DSC_9766.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234625290635587138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Orosas, Bharwanis, Filarts and Montinolas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJpsQhdJ6vs/SKUf9r8OqTI/AAAAAAAAAG8/Gn-kg90eobI/s1600-h/DSC_9779.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Buttons"&gt;&lt;span class="" style="display: block;" id="formatbar_CreateLink" title="Link" onmouseover="ButtonHoverOn(this);" onmouseout="ButtonHoverOff(this);" onmouseup="" onmousedown="CheckFormatting(event);FormatbarButton('richeditorframe', this, 8);ButtonMouseDown(this);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dotphoto.com/Go.asp?l=nikkerbockers&amp;amp;P=&amp;amp;AID=5453066&amp;amp;T=1"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJpsQhdJ6vs/SKUf9r8OqTI/AAAAAAAAAG8/Gn-kg90eobI/s400/DSC_9779.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234625286515894578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Best buddies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.dotphoto.com/Go.asp?l=nikkerbockers&amp;amp;P=&amp;amp;AID=5453066&amp;amp;T=1"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJpsQhdJ6vs/SKUf9d_oNsI/AAAAAAAAAG0/ypn7-i4smQ4/s400/DSC_9769.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234625282772055746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My handsome date&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More pictures &lt;a href="http://www.dotphoto.com/Go.asp?l=nikkerbockers&amp;amp;P=&amp;amp;AID=5453066&amp;amp;T=1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congratulations, Chuck and Abbey! We were honored to have shared your special day with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381895-1745794742803842891?l=nikkerbockers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkerbockers.blogspot.com/feeds/1745794742803842891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8381895&amp;postID=1745794742803842891&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381895/posts/default/1745794742803842891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381895/posts/default/1745794742803842891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkerbockers.blogspot.com/2008/08/nocon-chua-nuptials.html' title='Nocon-Chua Nuptials'/><author><name>nikkerbockers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/35/2376/400/DSCN5753.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJpsQhdJ6vs/SKUf97ScLkI/AAAAAAAAAHM/geOU0taDkKM/s72-c/DSC_9766.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381895.post-49525585900158944</id><published>2008-08-11T13:50:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T14:11:16.368+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nikki&apos;s birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='party'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dingalan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='house jam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pics'/><title type='text'>Still in the calendar...</title><content type='html'>I forgot I had these.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure who took most of these photos, but THANK YOU for covering the event!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And thanks to everyone who came and shared the evening with me :) You know you're getting old when you don't dress up for your own party! Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJpsQhdJ6vs/SKUdK_QTb-I/AAAAAAAAAGs/9utdpZv5Pk4/s1600-h/DSC_9705.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJpsQhdJ6vs/SKUdK_QTb-I/AAAAAAAAAGs/9utdpZv5Pk4/s400/DSC_9705.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234622216503783394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bebs enjoying the food a little too much it seems...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.dotphoto.com/Go.asp?l=nikkerbockers&amp;amp;P=&amp;amp;AID=5456089&amp;amp;T=1"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJpsQhdJ6vs/SKUagyhnrQI/AAAAAAAAAGc/KpDNwJ0P-eQ/s400/DSC_9715.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234619292508990722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Posing with some of the guys post dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.dotphoto.com/Go.asp?l=nikkerbockers&amp;amp;P=&amp;amp;AID=5456089&amp;amp;T=1"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJpsQhdJ6vs/SKUahN5ly-I/AAAAAAAAAGk/WgiYPsXISPo/s400/DSC_9733.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234619299857288162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The party was over, but they still made habol! In the end it was just the Moratos and Bharwanis enjoying the wine. Awesome nightcap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of the photos are &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.dotphoto.com/Go.asp?l=nikkerbockers&amp;amp;P=&amp;amp;AID=5456089&amp;amp;T=1"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. Happy 30th to me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381895-49525585900158944?l=nikkerbockers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkerbockers.blogspot.com/feeds/49525585900158944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8381895&amp;postID=49525585900158944&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381895/posts/default/49525585900158944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381895/posts/default/49525585900158944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkerbockers.blogspot.com/2008/08/still-in-calendar.html' title='Still in the calendar...'/><author><name>nikkerbockers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/35/2376/400/DSCN5753.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJpsQhdJ6vs/SKUdK_QTb-I/AAAAAAAAAGs/9utdpZv5Pk4/s72-c/DSC_9705.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381895.post-6070098544210958775</id><published>2008-08-07T13:47:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T15:56:28.405+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='diet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weight'/><title type='text'>Is that even a good thing?</title><content type='html'>It seems that I have become the poster girl for the Big Woman's goal in body weight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here at work, my heftier colleagues when discussing that other four-letter word (diet), find themselves referencing me as their benchmark for achieving an ideal body weight. That, if they only reached my size, would make them utterly content and happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Awww...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Until,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good Sense processes all that as being one-two rungs below the fat ladder, but too chunky to be thin (which is the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Impossible to attain without a miracle--or a surgery&lt;/span&gt; category).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sound Judgment then proffers the (unsolicited) verdict:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;In essence, you are the Big Woman's benchmark because you, my friend, are still classified under the Chub Club.  Yes. You still play in this team, honey.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Potek na yan&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sniff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381895-6070098544210958775?l=nikkerbockers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkerbockers.blogspot.com/feeds/6070098544210958775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8381895&amp;postID=6070098544210958775&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381895/posts/default/6070098544210958775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381895/posts/default/6070098544210958775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkerbockers.blogspot.com/2008/08/is-that-even-good-thing.html' title='Is that even a good thing?'/><author><name>nikkerbockers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/35/2376/400/DSCN5753.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381895.post-3177265371318006184</id><published>2008-07-31T20:48:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T21:04:15.874+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='updates'/><title type='text'>Previously on this drama series...</title><content type='html'>Yes, I am back from the dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon as I moved blog sites ten months ago, I found myself more and more lazy to update it. Well friends, here I am, returning from the silence and attempting to bridge the gap between September 2007 and July 2008. In situations like this, I find that the bullet point is always the quickest and easiest cataloging device (read: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tamad!&lt;/span&gt; haha), so here goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a nutshell:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;What was initially a three-month vacation to the Philippines turned into six, then a year--and  counting... until one day, Bebs and I looked at each other and knew in our hearts we were meant to stay. Vancouver will still be in the future, but for now, Manila is home.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Soon after the all-important decision, we moved into a cottage guest house of sorts in the lovely village of Ayala Alabang. It was the first place we looked at, and we were instantly smitten. Living quarters and vacation house rolled into one. Awesome.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xJpsQhdJ6vs/SJb8UdDhZDI/AAAAAAAAAFc/Ctf0ZZ0cVPk/s1600-h/DSC_8411.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xJpsQhdJ6vs/SJb8UdDhZDI/AAAAAAAAAFc/Ctf0ZZ0cVPk/s400/DSC_8411.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230645445564392498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our housewarming party with the gang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Residence down, mode of transport next. We acquired a promising low-mileage second-hand pick-up--shiny and looked almost brand spanking new. It was diesel, and automatic--what else could you ask for? Let me tell you, the degree of comfort we experienced in our charming new home was proportionate to the amount of hell and headache we faced--correction: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;still&lt;/span&gt; face--with the truck. Sigh. Life can't all be perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xJpsQhdJ6vs/SJb8U-1MogI/AAAAAAAAAF0/35BHWR-W7vo/s1600-h/DSC_9101.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xJpsQhdJ6vs/SJb8U-1MogI/AAAAAAAAAF0/35BHWR-W7vo/s400/DSC_9101.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230645454631117314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The truck gets towed one Wednesday night at the Fort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Always the workaholic, I got me a job even before I even knew we were staying. My current employment was also one of the main reasons we decided to work it out in the homeland. At long last, I am in a job that marries my college education and my eight years of marketing &amp;amp; communications experience.  The opportunities for growth are daunting, and yet worth getting both hands and feet dirty.  I have never been so excited  about work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xJpsQhdJ6vs/SJb8U7Al70I/AAAAAAAAAFs/s8ySoDqS1sE/s1600-h/IMG_4480.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xJpsQhdJ6vs/SJb8U7Al70I/AAAAAAAAAFs/s8ySoDqS1sE/s400/IMG_4480.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230645453605171010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Where all the magic happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xJpsQhdJ6vs/SJb8UkI4ghI/AAAAAAAAAFk/-FPOJdTuTS0/s1600-h/DSCN6029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xJpsQhdJ6vs/SJb8UkI4ghI/AAAAAAAAAFk/-FPOJdTuTS0/s400/DSCN6029.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230645447465927186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My office, although this is old news. Office is under renovation, so I am currently sardined with six other officemates in one of the few remaining functional rooms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;As if a career wasn't enough, I am also back in school. Yes. Writing a screenplay and it is unfolding ever so slowly. Loving my new thesis adviser, though. Would be unfair to divulge his identity as he has no knowledge of this blog, but let me just say that for my personality, crazy work sched and erratic communication habits, he is just the mentor that I absolutely need to get this much delayed stage of my life over and done with. In another life and on a more level playing field, I think we could actually be very good friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ministry. Ah, yes. The feeble attempt of flawed humans at expressing their faith towards  a BIG majestic God. Most days we hope it actually counts for something. And sometimes, in His grace and mercy--and definitely not of our doing--He shows up in spite of us, and makes those feeble attempts worth something. &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://churchsimplified.blogspot.com/"&gt;This&lt;/a&gt; is one such case. Eight months, and still counting. :) And hey, if you're ever in Fully Booked - High Street on a Wednesday night, do           come by and join us. We have good music and donuts (Thank you, Krispy Kreme!) And we do not bite.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And finally,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;After almost six years of wedded bliss, we have decided to try for a baby next year. It is by far the scariest decision I have ever had to make.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can see, all guns are blazing in this season of our lives. What can I say, I'm getting old. There is no other way to go, if you think about it.&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381895-3177265371318006184?l=nikkerbockers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkerbockers.blogspot.com/feeds/3177265371318006184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8381895&amp;postID=3177265371318006184&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381895/posts/default/3177265371318006184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381895/posts/default/3177265371318006184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkerbockers.blogspot.com/2008/07/back-to-familiar.html' title='Previously on this drama series...'/><author><name>nikkerbockers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/35/2376/400/DSCN5753.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_xJpsQhdJ6vs/SJb8UdDhZDI/AAAAAAAAAFc/Ctf0ZZ0cVPk/s72-c/DSC_8411.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381895.post-3186838207745567272</id><published>2007-09-13T17:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T17:43:26.079+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='switchfoot'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Concert'/><title type='text'>Switchfoot rocks Manila!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I know, I know. Long absence and all.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;BUT.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;You’ll forgive me when you see the pics I’m posting. Whoo boy, this week has been nothing short of amazing. I lot has happened the past two months, but this one takes the cake. So the rest of my life will have to wait another blog entry. hehe.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The short of it is, I got to be Artist Liaison for Switchfoot at their recent concert last Monday (September 10th). Awesome, awesome guys. Extremely down-to-earth. I’ve seen them three other times in SF, but they are definitely better now. Not some rehashed gig. Totally rocked Manila. A friend said it best, &lt;em&gt;“It’s like I fell in love with Switchfoot all over again.”&lt;/em&gt; hahaha. So true.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Oh. And Jerome is now on my list of Pinoy heroes. Definitely.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I’ll let the photos speak for themselves. Read and weep, loveys &lt;img src="http://s.wordpress.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_wink.gif" alt=";)" class="wp-smiley" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.zoto.com/nikkerbockers/albums/10682"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJpsQhdJ6vs/SJGI9BPyY3I/AAAAAAAAAFU/yVsEpEFeDKE/s400/55fd196fa8cadd4d6cbc13e1b85ea27f.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229111224241906546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381895-3186838207745567272?l=nikkerbockers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkerbockers.blogspot.com/feeds/3186838207745567272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8381895&amp;postID=3186838207745567272&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381895/posts/default/3186838207745567272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381895/posts/default/3186838207745567272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkerbockers.blogspot.com/2007/09/blog-post.html' title='Switchfoot rocks Manila!'/><author><name>nikkerbockers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/35/2376/400/DSCN5753.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJpsQhdJ6vs/SJGI9BPyY3I/AAAAAAAAAFU/yVsEpEFeDKE/s72-c/55fd196fa8cadd4d6cbc13e1b85ea27f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381895.post-6957798260677551037</id><published>2007-06-15T10:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T20:48:47.253+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog tech'/><title type='text'>Testing out a new home.</title><content type='html'>I'm almost certain, but not fully. And so I need your help.&lt;br /&gt;Check out my &lt;a href="http://nikkerbockers.wordpress.com/"&gt;new home&lt;/a&gt; and let me know if I should take that final jump.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and don't mind the layout, or the blank pages. I'm not done with it yet ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381895-6957798260677551037?l=nikkerbockers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkerbockers.blogspot.com/feeds/6957798260677551037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8381895&amp;postID=6957798260677551037&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381895/posts/default/6957798260677551037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381895/posts/default/6957798260677551037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkerbockers.blogspot.com/2007/06/testing-out-new-home.html' title='Testing out a new home.'/><author><name>nikkerbockers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/35/2376/400/DSCN5753.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381895.post-318850800477527323</id><published>2007-06-13T15:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-13T17:53:49.341+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sick'/><title type='text'>The perfect time to blog.</title><content type='html'>Been stuck at home by obligation the past two days. I underwent surgery last Monday for my third molar (an odontectomy, for those in the know). It was growing horizontally so it had to be drilled, sliced open, then removed. Sweet huh? I've never had any serious work done on my teeth EVER because I've never had cavities, so you can imagine how terrified I am the day of the operation. And I'm not crazy about needles either. Ayayay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good thing my dentist had me on headphones watching   &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Devil Wears Prada&lt;/span&gt;. Still, it was hard to concentrate, what with the sound of the drill and the constant shower of blood, saliva and shards of teeth sprinkling out of my gaping-wide traumatized mouth. God knows how much of that was on my poor dentist's face. Ugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think I'll ever want to be a dentist. Ever. In my lifetime or the next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which brings me forward two days, at home, on bedrest. Half my face is swollen, and the toothache is a killer. I'm told these are signs of healing. Funny. Did I mention that when I'm better I'm supposed to go back to have my &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;other&lt;/span&gt; third molar operated on?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only upside to my anguish is that my current diet consists of ice cream and all things cold. Yay! The very things I'm supposed to avoiding in my normal diet. Bebs got me a gallon of FIC Sugarfree Mangoes &amp; Cream... and expressed his commiseration by finishing it. Hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He owes me another gallon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, check this out: Visual DNA &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kuno.&lt;/span&gt; I do like how it got me. (Thanks to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Patsy &lt;/span&gt;for the link).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;embed allowscriptaccess="never" allownetworking="internal" enablejavascript="false" src="http://dna.imagini.net/friends/swf/widget.swf" quality="best" bgcolor="#000000" name="widget" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" flashvars="bgcolor=#000000&amp;i1=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-78BCAFD1.jpeg&amp;amp;c1=&amp;i2=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-244E413D.jpeg&amp;amp;c2=&amp;i3=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-3246D42F.jpeg&amp;amp;c3=&amp;i4=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-4811A17.jpeg&amp;amp;c4=&amp;i5=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-5C7BD10.jpeg&amp;amp;c5=&amp;i6=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-3AC7E3DE.jpeg&amp;amp;c6=&amp;i7=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_0A837525.jpeg&amp;amp;c7=&amp;i8=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-6EAA4FA9.jpeg&amp;amp;c8=&amp;i9=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-68DE05A9.jpeg&amp;amp;c9=&amp;i10=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-45A19707.jpeg&amp;amp;c10=&amp;i11=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-2D00D6DF.jpeg&amp;amp;c11=&amp;i12=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_1D8228ED.jpeg&amp;amp;c12=&amp;i13=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_4F9C0EDC.jpeg&amp;amp;c13=&amp;moodlabel=EASY RIDER &amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;lovelabel=LOVE BUG&amp;funlabel=CONQUEROR&amp;amp;habitslabel=HIGH TIME ROLLER&amp;uid=439436-b164&amp;amp;srv=iwebhd6" align="middle" height="240" width="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-top: 1px solid rgb(150, 150, 150); padding: 5px 0pt 0pt; width: 340px; height: 25px; margin-top: 0px; background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://networking.imagini.blueorange.co.uk/vdna.php?uid=439436-b164&amp;srv=iwebhd6" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Read my VisualDNA&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:10;" &gt;™&lt;/span&gt;     &lt;a href="http://imagini.net/" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381895-318850800477527323?l=nikkerbockers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkerbockers.blogspot.com/feeds/318850800477527323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8381895&amp;postID=318850800477527323&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381895/posts/default/318850800477527323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381895/posts/default/318850800477527323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkerbockers.blogspot.com/2007/06/read-my-visualdna-get-your-own.html' title='The perfect time to blog.'/><author><name>nikkerbockers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/35/2376/400/DSCN5753.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381895.post-7023847820151891654</id><published>2007-06-06T17:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-06T18:52:03.390+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Concert'/><title type='text'>Better than life Project Launch Night</title><content type='html'>A big THANK YOU to all those who came to the launch of The Better than Life Project.  You guys are so so awesome! :) Traffic was horrendous last night causing a delay in the show, but we're glad you guys braved through it and stuck it out with us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who didn't get to join us at the first gig, do come to the next shows! We still have the remaining Tuesdays of June.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a glimpse of last night's launch:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJpsQhdJ6vs/RmaHaTybf-I/AAAAAAAAACg/pHWPaKFARM4/s1600-h/DSC_6775.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJpsQhdJ6vs/RmaHaTybf-I/AAAAAAAAACg/pHWPaKFARM4/s400/DSC_6775.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072890916337582050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;From left: Wowee on keyboard, Pido on guitar, Radha, Chedie and Noah (hidden) on vocals), Top on guitar, and Bebs on bass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJpsQhdJ6vs/RmaF_Tybf8I/AAAAAAAAACQ/CIlW9S03IfE/s1600-h/DSC_6670.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJpsQhdJ6vs/RmaF_Tybf8I/AAAAAAAAACQ/CIlW9S03IfE/s400/DSC_6670.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072889352969486274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Chedie (of the defunct Smokey Mountain). Amazing pipes this girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJpsQhdJ6vs/RmaF_jybf9I/AAAAAAAAACY/8s_RooAgatA/s1600-h/DSC_6746.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJpsQhdJ6vs/RmaF_jybf9I/AAAAAAAAACY/8s_RooAgatA/s400/DSC_6746.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072889357264453586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Radha, another crazy lady. She can BELT like nobody's business.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJpsQhdJ6vs/RmaHajybf_I/AAAAAAAAACo/ikIUdtFDZSM/s1600-h/DSC_6581.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJpsQhdJ6vs/RmaHajybf_I/AAAAAAAAACo/ikIUdtFDZSM/s400/DSC_6581.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072890920632549362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The master himself, Noel Mendez, and my Bebster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;More photos &lt;a href="http://www.zoto.com/nikkerbockers/albums/7653/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HERE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381895-7023847820151891654?l=nikkerbockers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkerbockers.blogspot.com/feeds/7023847820151891654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8381895&amp;postID=7023847820151891654&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381895/posts/default/7023847820151891654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381895/posts/default/7023847820151891654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkerbockers.blogspot.com/2007/06/better-than-life-project-launch-night.html' title='Better than life Project Launch Night'/><author><name>nikkerbockers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/35/2376/400/DSCN5753.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJpsQhdJ6vs/RmaHaTybf-I/AAAAAAAAACg/pHWPaKFARM4/s72-c/DSC_6775.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381895.post-998380511143176606</id><published>2007-06-03T19:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-05T15:01:04.960+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Concert'/><title type='text'>The Better than Life Project LIVE!</title><content type='html'>Shameless plug, but all for a good cause...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJpsQhdJ6vs/RmUJjTybf3I/AAAAAAAAABo/1eGXVJZSe6I/s1600-h/BTL-Poster01-11x17a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJpsQhdJ6vs/RmUJjTybf3I/AAAAAAAAABo/1eGXVJZSe6I/s400/BTL-Poster01-11x17a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072471057514594162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need your support guys! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My husband Bebs is launching &lt;a href="http://www.clickthecity.com/event/detail.asp?evid=17900"&gt;his music album &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THIS Tuesday at 19 East&lt;/span&gt; (along Sucat Highway Service Road)&lt;/a&gt;. He did all the words and music and got his musician friends to sing them. Some of the artists include Barbie, Jay Durias (South Border), Naldy Gonzales (Side A), Top Suzara, and MANY MORE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I know it's a work week, but I would absolutely appreciate it if you guys could come and watch the show. It starts at 930pm, so you can actually come earlier and have dinner there. Their food is good AND the place is pretty ;) There's an entrance fee of P250, but consider it a good investment for a concert featuring some of the country's best musicians from different bands. Not to mention, the proceeds of the CD sales go to a non-profit organization that feeds street kids in Manila.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The show will run every Tuesday of June at 19 East, so please do invite your friends to come. Also, the CD is available for only P250. I guarantee the music is good &lt;img src="http://mail.yimg.com/us.yimg.com/i/mesg/tsmileys2/04.gif" /&gt;.  Here's the CD artwork so you know what to look for in the music stands:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJpsQhdJ6vs/RmUJjTybf4I/AAAAAAAAABw/alTYgTaQluU/s1600-h/BTL-CD-Cover-small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJpsQhdJ6vs/RmUJjTybf4I/AAAAAAAAABw/alTYgTaQluU/s400/BTL-CD-Cover-small.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072471057514594178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PLEASE PLEASE do come. Support local music. Support my husband. hehe. And pass the word around!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do let me know if you guys can make it. Text or email me so that I can expect you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you all there!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://mail.yimg.com/us.yimg.com/i/mesg/tsmileys2/10.gif" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381895-998380511143176606?l=nikkerbockers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkerbockers.blogspot.com/feeds/998380511143176606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8381895&amp;postID=998380511143176606&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381895/posts/default/998380511143176606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381895/posts/default/998380511143176606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkerbockers.blogspot.com/2007/06/better-than-life-project-live_03.html' title='The Better than Life Project LIVE!'/><author><name>nikkerbockers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/35/2376/400/DSCN5753.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJpsQhdJ6vs/RmUJjTybf3I/AAAAAAAAABo/1eGXVJZSe6I/s72-c/BTL-Poster01-11x17a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381895.post-8724949647053681771</id><published>2007-05-18T12:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-18T15:24:30.897+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beach trip'/><title type='text'>One hundred and one reasons</title><content type='html'>...for not posting, all of which spell the four-letter word: BUSY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it's good to be home. Although I forget how excruciatingly hot it is here. Someone has GOT to invent a portable airconditioner. Like one of those gigantic anti-freon cooling contraptions they have at those &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;al fresco&lt;/span&gt; restaurants in Greenbelt. Only much smaller. Something you can attach to your phone maybe and packs a good two horsepower charge. And lasts the whole day. I'd definitely buy that over the iPhone. That, or my friend Kira says global warming might actually cause the Philippines to snow one day. I'll take either one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But yes, all in all it's good to be home. Check out our recent Holy Week beach trip with JJ and Raffy to Subic and Batangas, summed up in our weekend's toys: a 115-ft yacht &amp; her seven-man crew, a chopper, a speedboat and a suburban. Surreal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://nikkerbockers.dotphoto.com"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJpsQhdJ6vs/Rk0zAjAgWZI/AAAAAAAAABI/1RgkvC7Mgqk/s400/DSC_5370.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065761240352053650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Thanks to JAC's good graces for the lovely weekend.&lt;br /&gt;And J for coming home with a bang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Click on photo to view album, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Holy Week 2007&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381895-8724949647053681771?l=nikkerbockers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkerbockers.blogspot.com/feeds/8724949647053681771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8381895&amp;postID=8724949647053681771&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381895/posts/default/8724949647053681771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381895/posts/default/8724949647053681771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkerbockers.blogspot.com/2007/05/one-hundred-and-one-reasons.html' title='One hundred and one reasons'/><author><name>nikkerbockers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/35/2376/400/DSCN5753.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJpsQhdJ6vs/Rk0zAjAgWZI/AAAAAAAAABI/1RgkvC7Mgqk/s72-c/DSC_5370.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381895.post-207818537055597164</id><published>2007-03-12T16:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-25T22:45:36.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Never use your cellphone in the shower.</title><content type='html'>...Yup. that's pretty much the short of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now I've a new phone with zero contacts.&lt;br /&gt;Please be a dear and email (or text) me your contact number/s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks, loveys. Highly appreciate it :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381895-207818537055597164?l=nikkerbockers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkerbockers.blogspot.com/feeds/207818537055597164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8381895&amp;postID=207818537055597164&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381895/posts/default/207818537055597164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381895/posts/default/207818537055597164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkerbockers.blogspot.com/2007/03/never-use-your-cellphone-in-shower.html' title='Never use your cellphone in the shower.'/><author><name>nikkerbockers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/35/2376/400/DSCN5753.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381895.post-4533148318031199861</id><published>2007-02-23T14:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-23T15:21:13.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Two truths and a lie:</title><content type='html'>1.  I enjoy meeting different kinds of people.&lt;br /&gt;2.  My eyefolds are fake.&lt;br /&gt;3.  I love wild rides.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, wanna give it a shot? :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381895-4533148318031199861?l=nikkerbockers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkerbockers.blogspot.com/feeds/4533148318031199861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8381895&amp;postID=4533148318031199861&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381895/posts/default/4533148318031199861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381895/posts/default/4533148318031199861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkerbockers.blogspot.com/2007/02/two-truths-and-lie.html' title='Two truths and a lie:'/><author><name>nikkerbockers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/35/2376/400/DSCN5753.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381895.post-2407600220532764957</id><published>2007-02-05T22:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-05T23:19:45.598+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ministry'/><title type='text'>Happy 2nd Birthday, South City!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJpsQhdJ6vs/RcdFapSNynI/AAAAAAAAAAM/aBTRMsmAmOs/s1600-h/south+city+2nd+anniv+-+wide+shot.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJpsQhdJ6vs/RcdFapSNynI/AAAAAAAAAAM/aBTRMsmAmOs/s400/south+city+2nd+anniv+-+wide+shot.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028063833043618418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;About a thousand people showed up at Bellevue last Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;How awesome is that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJpsQhdJ6vs/RcdFa5SNyoI/AAAAAAAAAAU/TFfHdwqDoaE/s1600-h/south+city+2nd+anniv+-+bebs.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJpsQhdJ6vs/RcdFa5SNyoI/AAAAAAAAAAU/TFfHdwqDoaE/s400/south+city+2nd+anniv+-+bebs.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028063837338585730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My ever so handsome husband and his Alembic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJpsQhdJ6vs/RcdFbJSNypI/AAAAAAAAAAc/rruz9LE3j94/s1600-h/south+city+2nd+anniv+-+nikki.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJpsQhdJ6vs/RcdFbJSNypI/AAAAAAAAAAc/rruz9LE3j94/s400/south+city+2nd+anniv+-+nikki.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028063841633553042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Grooving during rehearsal with Bebs and Dani.&lt;br /&gt;(Note to self: buy a VISIBLE shaker next time!) If you can't find it, it proves my point..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More photos &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://jigsaw.%20smugmug.com/%20gallery/2434213"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;, care of Jamie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381895-2407600220532764957?l=nikkerbockers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkerbockers.blogspot.com/feeds/2407600220532764957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8381895&amp;postID=2407600220532764957&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381895/posts/default/2407600220532764957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381895/posts/default/2407600220532764957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkerbockers.blogspot.com/2007/02/happy-2nd-birthday-south-city.html' title='Happy 2nd Birthday, South City!'/><author><name>nikkerbockers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/35/2376/400/DSCN5753.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJpsQhdJ6vs/RcdFapSNynI/AAAAAAAAAAM/aBTRMsmAmOs/s72-c/south+city+2nd+anniv+-+wide+shot.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381895.post-5880626681215329623</id><published>2007-01-02T16:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-05T15:57:50.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year!</title><content type='html'>Wow, this is a personal record. Two months of silence,  how about that?  Not that it was intentional--you know I would have kept in touch if this internet situation wasn't so sucky. But great news! We (accidentally) discovered this cute cafe near the house that offers FREE WIFI, baby!!! Woohoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just for this reason, I will wholeheartedly plug our amazing find:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're in the South, check out &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bona Coffee&lt;/span&gt;; they've got great service, place is very well designed (warm and cozy, and quite rustic in appeal), and the homemade muffins! Those things are well worth their 50bucks (there's an oven tucked on one side of the cafe where all the baking goodness happens). Check out some of their sandwiches too: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tuna Wasabi, Spanish Sardine and Onion, Crabstick Mango and Cilantro&lt;/span&gt;... Yum. For post-dinner fun, you can also try their &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Drunken Desserts: &lt;/span&gt;low calorie ice cream with your choice of liqueur. Ayayay. My ultimate fave though--what keeps me coming back, besides the free wifi (naturally), is their mango juice. Quite like a shake, and no sugar added. Perfect for the sweltering heat of Manila. And, not as fattening (or atleast I'd like to believe).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, enough of all things caloric.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still can't believe I'm back home. Manila has been fun the past two months--save for my wallet having been stolen while Christmas shopping. That was a bummer. All my IDs, credit cards, Singapore &amp; US Dollars, gone. Pesos too. Some pictures which I treasured: a 1x1 ID photo of my grandmother, another 1x1 of Bebs (when he still had hair), and another (bigger) photo of Bebs with our friends Jan and Pebs during his first year in Frisco. That was the first pic he sent me when he left the country six years ago. My beloved Body Shop card is also gone. I got to use it once here, but there goes all my points. Sigh. Sad that some of our kababayans have to resort to stealing to enjoy Christmas. My sis also lost her wallet while Christmas shopping two years ago. She had to bid her year-end bonus adieu. Ouch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm praying for a miracle, though. Realistically, I know the money won't likely be returned, but I do hope my cards and wallet are found. I actually dreamt I received an overseas call informing me that someone had found my wallet. He shipped it to the States since it was the address on my ID, and get this: all contents were intact! Moolah, cards, everything! Wouldn't that be nice...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, my apologies to my dear Manila friends if we haven't hooked up yet, or we've seen each other less than we should. You can imagine how hectic it is being home after four years. I'll be here maybe till March though, so there should be enough time to squeeze something in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to sign off, my slice of chocolate chip banana bread was just pulled out of the microwave, and you &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; want to keep that waiting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love to the San Fran peeps! Miss you guys oh so much!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381895-5880626681215329623?l=nikkerbockers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkerbockers.blogspot.com/feeds/5880626681215329623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8381895&amp;postID=5880626681215329623&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381895/posts/default/5880626681215329623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381895/posts/default/5880626681215329623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkerbockers.blogspot.com/2007/01/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year!'/><author><name>nikkerbockers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/35/2376/400/DSCN5753.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381895.post-116306576622802116</id><published>2006-11-09T17:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T17:49:26.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Manila, baby!</title><content type='html'>We're in Manila! After four looooong years (six for Bebs) of absence, I'm finally back in my homeland :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The downside is, we have no internet access where we're staying. So apologies if I haven't kept in touch. I'll definitely try to keep in touch as much as I can (hello internet cafes!), so for those in Manila, email me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381895-116306576622802116?l=nikkerbockers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkerbockers.blogspot.com/feeds/116306576622802116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8381895&amp;postID=116306576622802116&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381895/posts/default/116306576622802116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381895/posts/default/116306576622802116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkerbockers.blogspot.com/2006/11/manila-baby.html' title='Manila, baby!'/><author><name>nikkerbockers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/35/2376/400/DSCN5753.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381895.post-116106988394655147</id><published>2006-10-17T15:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T03:03:37.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vancouver Favorites</title><content type='html'>I know, I know.. I've used the excuse one too many times, but I really have been busy. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Really&lt;/span&gt;. And I miss you too ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should be a little more free this week, so I'll post a more decent entry very soon. So much to tell! Meanwhile, I've compiled some of my recent favorite shots of Vancouver, which I hope you'll like. I'm buying time, can you tell? HA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy! I'll catch you all later. Promise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://nikkerbockers.dotphoto.com"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/400/DSC_3361.jpg" alt="" border="5" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Click on photo to view entire album, aptly titled,&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Vancouver Favorites&lt;/span&gt;".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. It's better to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt; watch the show and just click the photos one at a time. I find the show Dotphoto sets up to be very distracting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, friends in Manila, look out for me in November. We MAY be going home end of the month. Woohoo! Can't wait.  :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381895-116106988394655147?l=nikkerbockers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkerbockers.blogspot.com/feeds/116106988394655147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8381895&amp;postID=116106988394655147&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381895/posts/default/116106988394655147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381895/posts/default/116106988394655147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkerbockers.blogspot.com/2006/10/vancouver-favorites.html' title='Vancouver Favorites'/><author><name>nikkerbockers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/35/2376/400/DSCN5753.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381895.post-115890927404858714</id><published>2006-09-22T14:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-22T15:16:20.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Grouse Mountain Experience</title><content type='html'>One month and still checking out sights! This place never ceases to amaze me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://nikkerbockers.zoto.com/galleries/grouse/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/400/DSC_2836.jpg" alt="" border="10" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Click on photo above to view&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Grouse Mountain Experience&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes, those are real live bears, not some calendar cutout.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One final update before I call it a night: a day after our unforgettable "Peppy" experience (hehe), we found ourselves a new home. Whoopee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/1600/DSC_3060.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/400/DSC_3060.jpg" alt="" border="10" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A cozy fully-furnished new basement suite with a wonderful British mid-50s couple as our landlord. Every now and then the wife asks me, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So ah you se-UH-led awlright?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;(In English: So are you settled alright?) Hehe. Absolutely adorable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come back soon, I've got a lot more photos to post. ;) Have a wonderful weekend everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381895-115890927404858714?l=nikkerbockers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkerbockers.blogspot.com/feeds/115890927404858714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8381895&amp;postID=115890927404858714&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381895/posts/default/115890927404858714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381895/posts/default/115890927404858714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkerbockers.blogspot.com/2006/09/grouse-mountain-experience.html' title='The Grouse Mountain Experience'/><author><name>nikkerbockers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/35/2376/400/DSCN5753.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381895.post-115795507981897686</id><published>2006-09-11T11:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-11T14:27:51.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just when you've seen it all...</title><content type='html'>Funny story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The background: Seeing that we are extending another month here in VanCity, my husband and I start to scour the internet for short-term budget rentals with immediate availability. Challenging task, but I go ahead and dutifully put out my inquiries on Craigslist, making sure to emphasize that we &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"are a young couple from San Francisco... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;church workers&lt;/span&gt;, and very responsible, friendly, peaceful and tidy."&lt;/span&gt;  The goal was to gain from the landlord a liking and semblance of credibility to us, their future tenants, and FAST.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I get a reply today in response to one of the inquiries I placed: It's shared accommodation (meaning landlord still has a room in the house), but &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;all&lt;/span&gt; utilities are included and the backyard is huge and lined with apple and plum trees. More importantly, rental price is WAY CHEAP: half price from the going rate--the lowest among the "millions" I've checked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this point I'm thinking, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sweet deal! This is too good to be true. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy was I right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Landlord:  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So you mentioned you were church workers?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Me:  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yes, my husband headed the music department for our church in SF, and we're currently in town helping another church here... blah blah blah. &lt;/span&gt;(Building our credibility and trustworthy points here).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Landlord:  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Well, I'm a photographer, and I do different kinds of projects--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Me:  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;That's Great! I do photography myself, although I don't really do it professionally yet. I'd love to see some of your work! Do you have a website up?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I'm kissing butt at this point, can you tell? But I really should have let him finish.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Landlord mumbles something about his stuff still stored in some server, ergo no website. Then the clincher: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yeah, well, as I was saying, I do different kinds of projects. A lot of glamour stuff, y'know... and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I do&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;erotica.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Erk.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Landlord continues:  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So... I don't know how you guys feel about that, being church workers and all.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't prepared for that. At all. Landlord must have sensed my hesitation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Landlord: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But hey, it's not like my stuff is displayed in the house or anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;A little iffy, but hey, I honestly had no problem with it. That's his life; if we didn't have to see it, then he can leave that in his server, right? I look over to Bebs, but he's busy minding the road. I make a quick judgment call.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Well, we might as well take a look at it. We're on the road now, maybe we can come over and see the place?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He gives his address, and fifteen minutes later we're in front of the house. Humble. The backyard was refreshing though. Fruit trees, just like his ad promised. We approach the back door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hello?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Landlord comes out, and I finally put a face to the voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;For discretion's sake, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tatagalugin ko na from here on:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dude (and I mean duuuuuuude), yung mama... mukha talaga siyang pang-erotica. Complete with bigote! Kulang na lang leopard prints! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ang bahay pa may amoy. Ang labo. I couldn't quite put my finger to it, parang it was a mixture of yosi, incense, and days-old body smells. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ayayay. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yung kwarto pa na dapat sa amin, may naka-hanger sa cabinet na chipipay faux fur coat na pambabae (complete with frill trimmings!) At ang bedsheet! Mukhang kaka-photo shoot lang dun sa kwarto. My oh my oh my, kill me now... as in KEEEELL MEE NOWWW!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;So the short of it is, we are still on the hunt for a place. Hahaha. Duh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you've got downtime at work, help me search the web for rentals: Short-term (1-2 months), available now, double occupancy, all utilities included. Preferably downtown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes, I'll pay a premium for CLEAN. And privacy. And fresh air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381895-115795507981897686?l=nikkerbockers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkerbockers.blogspot.com/feeds/115795507981897686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8381895&amp;postID=115795507981897686&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381895/posts/default/115795507981897686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381895/posts/default/115795507981897686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkerbockers.blogspot.com/2006/09/just-when-youve-seen-it-all.html' title='Just when you&apos;ve seen it all...'/><author><name>nikkerbockers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/35/2376/400/DSCN5753.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381895.post-115757215739232684</id><published>2006-09-07T03:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-07T03:52:57.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'>More of Vancouver</title><content type='html'>Second week and counting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are more photos of Jericho Beach, Lynn Canyon, Lighthouse Park, and breathtaking Vancouver sunsets:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://nikkerbockers.zoto.com/galleries/vancouversights2/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/400/DSC_2488.jpg" alt="" border="5" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Click on photo above to view gallery&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We miss you guys! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381895-115757215739232684?l=nikkerbockers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkerbockers.blogspot.com/feeds/115757215739232684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8381895&amp;postID=115757215739232684&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381895/posts/default/115757215739232684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381895/posts/default/115757215739232684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkerbockers.blogspot.com/2006/09/more-of-vancouver.html' title='More of Vancouver'/><author><name>nikkerbockers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/35/2376/400/DSCN5753.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381895.post-115658098231963487</id><published>2006-08-26T16:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-27T03:30:12.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vancouver in pictures</title><content type='html'>After hours and hours &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and loooong hours&lt;/span&gt; of upload time (I currently don't have internet of my own, so am only stealing bandwidth from the neighbors. hehe), I finally got my photos up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a week's worth of Vancouver sightseeing, so my apologies if the order's a little messed.  I must say though that this temporary home of ours is undeniably one &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;beautiful&lt;/span&gt; place. Painfully expensive (13% tax! Are you kidding me?!), but pretty nonetheless. Not to mention the Asian food here is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;saraaaaaaap!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, without further ado, I present &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Vancouver&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://nikkerbockers.zoto.com/galleries/vancouversights"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/400/DSC_1827.jpg" alt="" border="3" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Click on photo to view entire album.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Feel free to comment :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381895-115658098231963487?l=nikkerbockers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkerbockers.blogspot.com/feeds/115658098231963487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8381895&amp;postID=115658098231963487&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381895/posts/default/115658098231963487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381895/posts/default/115658098231963487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkerbockers.blogspot.com/2006/08/vancouver-in-pictures.html' title='Vancouver in pictures'/><author><name>nikkerbockers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/35/2376/400/DSCN5753.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381895.post-115588097864169935</id><published>2006-08-18T12:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-22T04:06:42.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Waxing sentimental.</title><content type='html'>Finally! My first blog entry in Vancouver. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's officially our first week here in Canada. I have to apologize, it's been terribly hectic since our arrival. We've been running back and forth, I haven't really had the time to sit and write something decent. I do have TONS of photos to share, though. Every day we get to see a little more of this place and I must say the rumors are true: Vancouver truly is beautiful. There's a lot about it that reminds me of San Fo. But no matter how pretty it is here, I have to admit my heart is still missing home:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/1600/DSC_0590.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/400/DSC_0590.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My favorite workmates who made the daily grind bearable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/1600/DSC_1195.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/400/DSC_1195.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our kooky Bridgepoint family. No more Sundays with you guys...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/1600/DSC_1202.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/400/DSC_1202.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Church isn't the same without the Macs and the Mics: Our two favorite families&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/1600/IMG_2704.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/400/IMG_2704.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The inseparable duo Maria and Ria. We miss your laughter :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/1600/DSC_1366.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/400/DSC_1366.1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our SF family who took time out of work to send us off on D-day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/1600/DSC_1169.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/400/DSC_1169.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our surrogate mom. Visit us here SOON!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/1600/DSC_1223.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/400/DSC_1223.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My Guingona sisters and our dear Tita Dina&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/1600/DSC_1211.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/400/DSC_1211.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sigh.. the next time I'll see these kids I hope they'll still remember me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And our beloved &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kolokoy&lt;/span&gt; barkada:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/1600/DSC_1058.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/400/DSC_1058.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sigh.. no more Mendo, Shasta and Vegas gimmicks. Sniff :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/1600/DSC_1357.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/400/DSC_1357.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This was taken at our last night in SF (after all the crying, that is)&lt;br /&gt;I miss you guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/1600/carol%20lala%20nikki.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/400/carol%20lala%20nikki.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My dearest sisters. I wish you were here :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i104.photobucket.com/albums/m169/nikkibharwani/DSC_0305.jpg" border="0" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more kikay days with you Pebs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/1600/DSC_1376.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/400/DSC_1376.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And the inner circle.&lt;br /&gt;It's not the same without you guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Great, now I'm all sentimental. I'll get to the Vancouver pics in my next post, I promise. I just wanted to let you all know how Bebs and I truly treasure your friendship. You guys are family to us and it was extremely difficult to leave you all. I know we'll see each other again, when, I'm not sure. Nevertheless, thanks for the memories. You guys made our SF stay the best it could have been. Kampai, dudes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381895-115588097864169935?l=nikkerbockers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkerbockers.blogspot.com/feeds/115588097864169935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8381895&amp;postID=115588097864169935&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381895/posts/default/115588097864169935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381895/posts/default/115588097864169935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkerbockers.blogspot.com/2006/08/waxing-sentimental.html' title='Waxing sentimental.'/><author><name>nikkerbockers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/35/2376/400/DSCN5753.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381895.post-115410378883473500</id><published>2006-07-28T23:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-29T02:24:16.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Leaving my heart in San Fran soon...</title><content type='html'>Our coolest godfather hosted an intimate, unofficial &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;going away&lt;/span&gt; dinner for us the other day. T'was also my first time at his new Eichler home, and I was extremely impressed at how they had dressed up the place. Beautiful. Very contemporary and zen-ish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someday we'll have one of our own :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/1600/DSC_0470.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/400/DSC_0470.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Appetizers and drinkies with Tita Dina, Ninang Bids, Ninong Buds, Bebs,&lt;br /&gt;Carol and J. Don't worry, no one got drunk that night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/1600/DSC_0575.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/400/DSC_0575.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bharwanis with our coolest &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ninong sa kasal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/1600/DSC_0486.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/400/DSC_0486.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Check out the Sanchez' Eichler home. Beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/1600/DSC_0485.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/400/DSC_0485.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Love the wooden beams  and the color scheme.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/1600/DSC_0538.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/400/DSC_0538.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Enjoying a bit of downtime under the stars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/1600/DSC_0515.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/400/DSC_0515.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The only things lighting our dinner table&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/1600/DSC_0570.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/400/DSC_0570.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ria, Jackie, and our charming host.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/1600/DSC_0571.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/400/DSC_0571.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tita Dins, my photography tutor Jopet, and Maria&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/1600/DSC_0572.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/400/DSC_0572.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Nikki G and singkit Bebs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/1600/DSC_0559.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/400/DSC_0559.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ninong Buds test tasting one of his exotic beers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/1600/DSC_0531.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/400/DSC_0531.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The rest of our beverages. We barely touched these though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/1600/DSC_0573.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/400/DSC_0573.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sigh. I'll miss you guys...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So. If you haven't heard yet, we are moving to Vancouver in August. It's Canada or bust this time around, but we may be seeing you Manila folks sometime soon as well. Not sure, but yeah, possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep us in prayer :) This ride is gonna be a long one...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381895-115410378883473500?l=nikkerbockers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkerbockers.blogspot.com/feeds/115410378883473500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8381895&amp;postID=115410378883473500&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381895/posts/default/115410378883473500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381895/posts/default/115410378883473500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkerbockers.blogspot.com/2006/07/leaving-my-heart-in-san-fran-soon.html' title='Leaving my heart in San Fran soon...'/><author><name>nikkerbockers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/35/2376/400/DSCN5753.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381895.post-115397217917355362</id><published>2006-07-27T11:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-27T12:28:22.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Official Moving Away Garage Sale</title><content type='html'>This is it, folks. The Official &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Moving Away&lt;/span&gt; Garage Sale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;All GREAT CONDITION items.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Various household items, computer accessories, smaller furniture, appliances, pillowtop bed w/ boxspring, 47" widescreen projection TV, kitchen items, even canned goods, and lots of good quality clothing and shoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Only this Saturday, from 10am to 1pm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Great Prices. EVERYTHING MUST GO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(For security purposes, I will not be posting my home address here,&lt;br /&gt;but message me if you want to come by and I'll send it to you).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NOTE&lt;/span&gt;: Those who've called dibs on some items, we need you to come pick up your stuff before Saturday so it doesnt get mixed up with the rest. We don't want to accidentally sell them to someone else, so best to get them ASAP. Call bebs or me to schedule the pickup :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. I've got new photos. I'll post them this week for your viewing pleasure.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381895-115397217917355362?l=nikkerbockers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkerbockers.blogspot.com/feeds/115397217917355362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8381895&amp;postID=115397217917355362&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381895/posts/default/115397217917355362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381895/posts/default/115397217917355362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkerbockers.blogspot.com/2006/07/official-moving-away-garage-sale.html' title='The Official Moving Away Garage Sale'/><author><name>nikkerbockers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/35/2376/400/DSCN5753.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381895.post-115342171588865153</id><published>2006-07-21T02:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-21T05:39:54.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Garage Sale!</title><content type='html'>Hola peeps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The short of it is, we're moving (sniff, sniff), so we're selling 90% of our stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are looking for awesome bargains on good condition house items (most of which are in GREAT condition, btw--We take good care of our stuff), click on photo below for a look at some of our wares.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please note, this is just the first batch of pics, so there are tons more for sale. I'll schedule an official garage sale so that people can come by and pick stuff out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also note that some of our friends have already called dibs on some stuff. If you find something you're interested in, email me and I'll let you know if it's available.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/nikkerbockers/sets/72157594205165761/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/400/The-living-quarters2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Click on photo above to view items for sale.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381895-115342171588865153?l=nikkerbockers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkerbockers.blogspot.com/feeds/115342171588865153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8381895&amp;postID=115342171588865153&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381895/posts/default/115342171588865153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381895/posts/default/115342171588865153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkerbockers.blogspot.com/2006/07/garage-sale.html' title='Garage Sale!'/><author><name>nikkerbockers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/35/2376/400/DSCN5753.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381895.post-115292574777747623</id><published>2006-07-15T08:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-18T01:14:51.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lake Shasta pics</title><content type='html'>Man, talk about long overdue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four-day, three-night long weekend at Lake Shasta last 4th of July summed up in 300 photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3 0 0&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It took me HOURS to fix, upload and put captions on these pics, so forgive the delay. Don't worry though, I've (sort of) cut it down, so hopefully it won't take &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that long&lt;/span&gt; to view them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://nikkerbockers.dotphoto.com"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/400/Presenting%20the%20Lake%20Shasta%20peeps.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Click on photo above to view gallery;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;See &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;July 4th long weekend at Lake Shasta&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Album.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other shots from Lala's &amp; Raffy's cams:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/1600/IMG_3167.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/400/IMG_3167.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Enjoying dinner atop the houseboat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/1600/182735895_1dc618ce42_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/400/182735895_1dc618ce42_o.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Honestly my first attempt at a bikini. One word: terrifying. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/1600/IMG_3208.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/400/IMG_3208.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I Shot pics of him sleeping, so this was really just payback.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/1600/IMG_3210.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/400/IMG_3210.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hahahaha...&lt;br /&gt;Touche, my friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/1600/IMG_3145.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/400/IMG_3145.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Just arrived at the houseboat.&lt;br /&gt;Check out Gelo flexing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/1600/IMG_3173.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/400/IMG_3173.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;2nd day: Morning jam with Bebs and Gelo (behind).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/1600/IMG_3176.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/400/IMG_3176.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Riding the waves with Carol. Squeal factor: priceless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/1600/IMG_3234.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/400/IMG_3234.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tubing on our last day.&lt;br /&gt;This was crazy fun, although I ached all week from our two crashes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://nikkerbockers.dotphoto.com"&gt;Check out my album&lt;/a&gt;, I posted a little under 250 pics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great weekend everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. I just found out that the slideshow can only view a maximum of 200 photos. You'll need to view the rest of the shots manually.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381895-115292574777747623?l=nikkerbockers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkerbockers.blogspot.com/feeds/115292574777747623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8381895&amp;postID=115292574777747623&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381895/posts/default/115292574777747623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381895/posts/default/115292574777747623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkerbockers.blogspot.com/2006/07/lake-shasta-pics.html' title='Lake Shasta pics'/><author><name>nikkerbockers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/35/2376/400/DSCN5753.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381895.post-115207996952138611</id><published>2006-07-05T14:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-21T07:29:44.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hung over.</title><content type='html'>Back from an AWESOME four-day, three-night long weekend at Lake Shasta.&lt;br /&gt;Absolutely a vacation away from the stresses of life :)&lt;br /&gt;I've tons of photos, I will post them soon. I need to get me a bit of rest for now...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381895-115207996952138611?l=nikkerbockers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkerbockers.blogspot.com/feeds/115207996952138611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8381895&amp;postID=115207996952138611&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381895/posts/default/115207996952138611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381895/posts/default/115207996952138611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkerbockers.blogspot.com/2006/07/hung-over.html' title='Hung over.'/><author><name>nikkerbockers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/35/2376/400/DSCN5753.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381895.post-115157024359297165</id><published>2006-06-29T16:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-29T23:53:25.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random shots</title><content type='html'>Some shots I took over the week with the new toy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/1600/DSC_0058-small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/400/DSC_0058-small.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We were driving downtown during the Gay Pride celebration&lt;br /&gt;and we came across this lady. We weren't quite sure if she was&lt;br /&gt;part of the costumed crowd, or simply just sported a unique personal style...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/1600/DSC_0064-small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/400/DSC_0064-small.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bebs driving my car on a hot summer day.&lt;br /&gt;hehehe. My AC's busted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/1600/DSC_0062-small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/400/DSC_0062-small.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Flowers on the street.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing special really, you just had to be there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I need to get out and take more pictures. The long weekend ahead should be a good opportunity, since we're heading up to &lt;a href="http://www.shastalake.com/"&gt;Lake Shasta&lt;/a&gt; on a houseboat. Ten great friends and lots of grilling... Ooh boy, this is gonna be one fun holiday :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381895-115157024359297165?l=nikkerbockers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkerbockers.blogspot.com/feeds/115157024359297165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8381895&amp;postID=115157024359297165&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381895/posts/default/115157024359297165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381895/posts/default/115157024359297165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkerbockers.blogspot.com/2006/06/random-shots.html' title='Random shots'/><author><name>nikkerbockers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/35/2376/400/DSCN5753.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381895.post-115102679890069985</id><published>2006-06-23T09:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-23T10:05:05.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Memorial Day weekend pics</title><content type='html'>Delayed, as usual, but as they say, better late than pregnant. I mean, never.&lt;br /&gt;Hwehwehwe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gotta find me a new joke, that one's getting old &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; it almost got me in trouble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on... Here are pics from last month's Memorial Day weekend. We hiked at Mount Tamalpais one day, and picnicked at Napa the next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;The hike in Mt. Tam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/1600/to%20cataract%20falls.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/400/to%20cataract%20falls.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Signs leading to Cataract Falls.&lt;br /&gt;These signs are tricky. We must have gotten lost three times during the hike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/1600/trail.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/400/trail.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Two miles to destination.&lt;br /&gt;Check out the beauty surrounding us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/1600/Abs%20and%20Tals.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/400/Abs%20and%20Tals.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Abok and Tala&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/1600/Picture%20perfect%20pooch%20pies.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/400/Picture%20perfect%20pooch%20pies.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Carol and JJ.&lt;br /&gt;I like this shot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/1600/group%20shot.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/400/group%20shot.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Finally found Cataract Falls!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/1600/Bebster%20and%20moi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/400/Bebster%20and%20moi.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Bharwanis taking a break&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Picnic in Vi Sattui Winery&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/1600/lunch%21.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/400/lunch%21.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here's the group at our usual Napa hangout, Vi Sattui.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/1600/bebs%20and%20tala.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/400/bebs%20and%20tala.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Bebster with pretty Talababy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/1600/group.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/400/group.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Good times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/1600/the%20girls%20%28and%20hawk%29..jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/400/the%20girls%20%28and%20hawk%29..jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The girls (with singit Hawkins).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/1600/JJ%20Bebs%20Hawkins.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/400/JJ%20Bebs%20Hawkins.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The boys... And Marimar. Ha! Nice one :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/1600/happy%20happy%20na%20siya%21%20hahaha..jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/400/happy%20happy%20na%20siya%21%20hahaha..jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Happy happy na! Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tons more photos &lt;a href="http://nikkerbockers.dotphoto.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HERE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. Click on the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Memorial Day Weekend 2006&lt;/span&gt; Album.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381895-115102679890069985?l=nikkerbockers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkerbockers.blogspot.com/feeds/115102679890069985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8381895&amp;postID=115102679890069985&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381895/posts/default/115102679890069985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381895/posts/default/115102679890069985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkerbockers.blogspot.com/2006/06/memorial-day-weekend-pics.html' title='Memorial Day weekend pics'/><author><name>nikkerbockers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/35/2376/400/DSCN5753.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381895.post-115069719693775134</id><published>2006-06-19T12:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-20T14:20:38.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Roadtesting the new toy.</title><content type='html'>Photos as promised!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't take as much as I usually would have (seven--or eight, apparently--games of volleyball will do that to you).  Nevertheless, it was my first time alone with the D70 and I loved every minute of it :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/1600/DSC_0002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/320/DSC_0002.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Gelo, Lala and Hawkins getting the party started!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/1600/DSC_0007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/320/DSC_0007.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A glimpse of the SC beach activity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/1600/DSC_0017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/320/DSC_0017.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lifeguard on duty&lt;br /&gt;(this guy was cute, by the way).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/1600/DSC_0015%20copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/320/DSC_0015%20copy.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;What's left of the Natural Bridges.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/1600/DSC_0019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/320/DSC_0019.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The boys:&lt;br /&gt;Jorjan, Hawk, Bebs, Gelo &amp; J.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/1600/DSC_0010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/320/DSC_0010.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And the girls:&lt;br /&gt;Moi, Tala, Carol &amp; Pebs. Where's Lala?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/1600/DSC_0027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/320/DSC_0027.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jj sets up his end of the net.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/1600/DSC_0032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/320/DSC_0032.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Heave ho, Gels!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/1600/DSC_0029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/320/DSC_0029.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pebs checks on the height.&lt;br /&gt;I love this shot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/1600/DSC_0044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/320/DSC_0044.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Guilty pleasure. Heehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/1600/DSC_0035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/320/DSC_0035.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jorjan plays &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tomtom&lt;/span&gt; for the Aycees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/1600/DSC_0042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/320/DSC_0042.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cutiepie Gabbie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of the pics are &lt;a href="http://www.dotphoto.com/Go.asp?l=nikkerbockers&amp;P=&amp;amp;AID=3569717&amp;T=1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HERE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. Also, here are a few more photos via &lt;a href="http://www.lalabar.net"&gt;Lala's cam&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/1600/picnic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/320/picnic.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lunching on seafood and chicken inasal. Yum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/1600/vball.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/320/vball.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Beach volleyball time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/1600/nikki%20going%20for%20the%20ball.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/320/nikki%20going%20for%20the%20ball.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hahaha. Check out the birthday girl go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381895-115069719693775134?l=nikkerbockers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkerbockers.blogspot.com/feeds/115069719693775134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8381895&amp;postID=115069719693775134&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381895/posts/default/115069719693775134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381895/posts/default/115069719693775134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkerbockers.blogspot.com/2006/06/roadtesting-new-toy.html' title='Roadtesting the new toy.'/><author><name>nikkerbockers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/35/2376/400/DSCN5753.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381895.post-115062397419373804</id><published>2006-06-18T17:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-19T11:00:59.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy birthday indeed.</title><content type='html'>Just got home from the &lt;a href="http://www.parks.ca.gov/?page_id=541"&gt;Natural Bridges State Beach&lt;/a&gt; in Santa Cruz, where I celebrated my 28th birthday. Apart from baking in the sun from having played &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;seven&lt;/span&gt; games of SERIOUS beach volleyball, I can really only sum up the highlight of my special day in one photo:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nikonusa.com/template.php?cat=1&amp;grp=2&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;productNr=25214"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/200/nikki%20gets%20a%20d70%21.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;I am one happy camper.&lt;/p&gt;Many thanks to my extremely wonderful husband for insisting on gifting it . Thanks for everything, hon :) You absolutely made my 28th superb. The beach trip, the seafood extravaganza, all the crazy planning. You and me :) I'm sure all this has &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;no relation&lt;/span&gt; to your hints on wanting a &lt;a href="http://www.roballenguitars.com/"&gt;Rob Allen&lt;/a&gt; on your bday, but I'll buy you a little happy in August just the same. Promise ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great weekend, folks! I'll post the beach pics tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And happy Fathers Day to all the dads in the world! Please make them feel special tomorrow. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381895-115062397419373804?l=nikkerbockers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkerbockers.blogspot.com/feeds/115062397419373804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8381895&amp;postID=115062397419373804&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381895/posts/default/115062397419373804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381895/posts/default/115062397419373804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkerbockers.blogspot.com/2006/06/happy-birthday-indeed.html' title='Happy birthday indeed.'/><author><name>nikkerbockers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/35/2376/400/DSCN5753.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381895.post-114955652437699100</id><published>2006-06-06T08:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-13T06:59:31.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dark Season amidst Spring.</title><content type='html'>June's supposed to be one of my favorite months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For one, it's my birth month (Can't get any better than that, really). It's also perfect swim weather: the sun is out, weekends are rain-free, thus, the pool season. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And&lt;/span&gt;, it marks the passing of the year's first half and the start of an intensely zealous countdown to Thanksgiving, Christmas and other long (read: non-working) holidays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year, though... Sigh. It's been a dark season for us. I can't say it &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;won't&lt;/span&gt; be memorable, because no doubt this period of stretching&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;is truly one for the books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just don't know how this month will turn out. I'm holding my breath for an outcome I don't know and my insides are constantly turning--from stress, anxiety, fear of the unknown... you name it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've a thousand and one questions, but the Answer chooses to remain silent. I have no choice but to surrender. It's all I've got so I can only hope &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;against hope&lt;/span&gt; that things will come together somehow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Don't worry, you will find the answer if you let it go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Give yourself some time to falter, b&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ut don't forego&lt;br /&gt;Knowing that you're loved no matter what&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And everything will come around in time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381895-114955652437699100?l=nikkerbockers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkerbockers.blogspot.com/feeds/114955652437699100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8381895&amp;postID=114955652437699100&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381895/posts/default/114955652437699100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381895/posts/default/114955652437699100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkerbockers.blogspot.com/2006/06/dark-season-amidst-spring.html' title='Dark Season amidst Spring.'/><author><name>nikkerbockers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/35/2376/400/DSCN5753.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381895.post-114862845350931240</id><published>2006-05-26T15:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-26T23:14:37.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The new nikkerbockers site.</title><content type='html'>Currently working on &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.nikkerbockers.com"&gt;my new site&lt;/a&gt;. It should be live soon, so keep watch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great weekend everyone :) And don't forget to catch &lt;a href="www.x-menthelaststand.com"&gt;X3&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381895-114862845350931240?l=nikkerbockers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkerbockers.blogspot.com/feeds/114862845350931240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8381895&amp;postID=114862845350931240&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381895/posts/default/114862845350931240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381895/posts/default/114862845350931240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkerbockers.blogspot.com/2006/05/new-nikkerbockers-site.html' title='The new nikkerbockers site.'/><author><name>nikkerbockers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/35/2376/400/DSCN5753.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381895.post-114799463166685891</id><published>2006-05-19T06:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-25T08:29:06.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'>May in pictures.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Warning:&lt;/span&gt; photo overload.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My almost month-long &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;in absencia&lt;/span&gt; has gotten me in quite a predicament. I now find myself with the dilemma of having to squeeze in three weeks worth of photos into one blog entry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, here they are. It's been action-packed, so I'm sure you'll be entertained :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Richard &amp; Tala's combined birthday bash:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://nikkerbockers.zoto.com/user/lightbox/CAT.64/average_rating-desc/0-90"&gt;&lt;img src="http://nikkerbockers.zoto.com/img/37/2db9f152a68570882f16b936b6914e60-.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Tala and Richard celebrating their big day together in Coyote Point...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://nikkerbockers.zoto.com/user/lightbox/CAT.64/average_rating-desc/0-90"&gt;&lt;img src="http://nikkerbockers.zoto.com/img/37/6019d8bd6b0790160564b0c81f9c58af-.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Where we picnicked...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://nikkerbockers.zoto.com/user/lightbox/CAT.64/average_rating-desc/0-90"&gt;&lt;img src="http://nikkerbockers.zoto.com/img/37/378c209f8ee87b7bb82ed2ab83381ee9-.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Enjoyed a bit of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;muni-muni...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://nikkerbockers.zoto.com/user/lightbox/CAT.64/average_rating-desc/0-90"&gt;&lt;img src="http://nikkerbockers.zoto.com/img/37/21f655f044071611bc06638414528834-.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And some reading...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://nikkerbockers.zoto.com/user/lightbox/CAT.64/average_rating-desc/0-90"&gt;&lt;img src="http://nikkerbockers.zoto.com/img/37/208a0bdbb0118ff7e182e59c64361686-.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Not to mention american dodge ball&lt;br /&gt;(apparently we've been playing it wrong in the Philippines).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://nikkerbockers.zoto.com/user/lightbox/CAT.64/average_rating-desc/0-90"&gt;&lt;img src="http://nikkerbockers.zoto.com/img/37/3267b08f14c415bcf93a493ccbe8eb08-.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And capping off the day with a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;little crazy&lt;/span&gt; at Rich's pad.&lt;br /&gt;(Joe being the crazy one, and Abs sporting the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;magnum&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Then there were our Saturday hangouts at &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Crepes A Go Go:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://nikkerbockers.zoto.com/user/lightbox/CAT.59/date_uploaded-desc/0-30"&gt;&lt;img src="http://nikkerbockers.zoto.com/img/37/80236e45512cb2b9857b685c6f822626-.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;If I'm not mistaken, we've spent three Saturdays here with the Quilas to date.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://nikkerbockers.zoto.com/user/lightbox/CAT.59/date_uploaded-desc/0-30"&gt;&lt;img src="http://nikkerbockers.zoto.com/img/37/5af256a2182ecb167db9bb96602c64f3-.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And that one Saturday where this car fell prey to a chemical sabotage&lt;br /&gt;by some anonymous schmuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://nikkerbockers.zoto.com/user/lightbox/CAT.59/date_uploaded-desc/0-30"&gt;&lt;img src="http://nikkerbockers.zoto.com/img/37/2db24778284d6b3b587b7d7c5560024b-.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;BUT, there's justice in the world. A camera across evidently caught the culprit doing the deed (literally). Check out the note posted on the car by the owner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;We also watched four concerts in two weeks:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://nikkerbockers.zoto.com/user/lightbox/CAT.66/average_rating-desc/0-30"&gt;&lt;img src="http://nikkerbockers.zoto.com/img/37/622933109f016b858b26cf9fe64e3bc3-.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Bebster and I with Caedmon's Call at &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;An Evening of Compassion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Other artists in the show include Geoff Moore, Bebo&lt;br /&gt;Norman and Hyper Static Union.&lt;br /&gt;Great uplifting concert. We went home having sponsored our second &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;son&lt;/span&gt;, Edin:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/1600/Edin%20Yaxcul%20GU9950020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/400/Edin%20Yaxcul%20GU9950020.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Aww, how can you &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt; sponsor this boy??  He's such a cutie :)&lt;br /&gt;Edin is 5 years old and lives in Guatemala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;While we're at it, here's our first boy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/1600/Bryan%20Macula%20PH5950238.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/400/Bryan%20Macula%20PH5950238.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bryan, also 5, from the Philippines.&lt;br /&gt;I believe he hails from Davao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out &lt;a href="http://www.compassion.com"&gt;Compassion International&lt;/a&gt; for more information on giving kids from all over the world a shot at Life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..Now, back to concerts:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://nikkerbockers.zoto.com/user/lightbox/CAT.65/average_rating-desc/0-30"&gt;&lt;img src="http://nikkerbockers.zoto.com/img/40/0cf3579e5d9f4f158f711a6b5c08383f-.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We caught &lt;a href="http://www.mutemath.com"&gt;Mute Math&lt;/a&gt; at Slim's the day after. Man, these guys are phenomenal.&lt;br /&gt;Think punk rock with a mix of electronica, and a strong hint of Police. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hayop&lt;/span&gt;, man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://nikkerbockers.zoto.com/user/lightbox/CAT.65/average_rating-desc/0-30"&gt;&lt;img src="http://nikkerbockers.zoto.com/img/37/e2a351b2b25d3fcbe69122d1b1c7a85d-.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Vocalist Paul Meany and his backside, with his keytar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;South Border was also in town that week for their SF gig. We took them to see Mute Math with us and watched their concert the day after. I misplaced their pics somehow, I'll post them as well when they're found.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.dotphoto.com/go.asp?l=nikkerbockers&amp;AID=3484837"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/400/Wide%20shot.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is the last of the gigs we watched: &lt;a href="http://www.thefreight.org/2006/0605-may/info_060517.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bass Solo Night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; at &lt;a href="www.thefreight.org"&gt;Freight &amp; Salvage&lt;/a&gt; in Berkeley. Artists featured were Michael Manring, Jean Baudin, Jeff Schmidt and Dave Grossman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.dotphoto.com/go.asp?l=nikkerbockers&amp;AID=3484837"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/400/The%20big%20monster.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jean Baudin's 12-string bass. What a monster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.dotphoto.com/go.asp?l=nikkerbockers&amp;AID=3484837"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/400/The%20boy%20and%20his%20master..0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mr. Manring himself and his No.1 fan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Other weekend gimmicks:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://nikkerbockers.zoto.com/user/lightbox/CAT.67/average_rating-desc/0-30"&gt;&lt;img src="http://nikkerbockers.zoto.com/img/37/34d42ce606b8ede972d22307112cdafb-.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Frolicking at the Foster City Park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Naks, pang Prudential Life ad! &lt;/span&gt;Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://nikkerbockers.zoto.com/user/lightbox/CAT.67/average_rating-desc/0-30"&gt;&lt;img src="http://nikkerbockers.zoto.com/img/40/066715593623b24dbb96841cd6baf25c-.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is when Richard decides high-waist jersey shorts are &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;in&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, Tracy doesn't agree. Neither do we, dude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://nikkerbockers.zoto.com/user/lightbox/CAT.68/average_rating-desc/0-30"&gt;&lt;img src="http://nikkerbockers.zoto.com/img/37/3366c6008aeb1db31b9a4641f90e6699-.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Our most recent weekend gimmick with the Quilas:&lt;br /&gt;Enjoying the spring season by the pool at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pics above should lead you to their corresponding photo galleries. Hopefully it should buy me another month or so of absence ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381895-114799463166685891?l=nikkerbockers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkerbockers.blogspot.com/feeds/114799463166685891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8381895&amp;postID=114799463166685891&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381895/posts/default/114799463166685891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381895/posts/default/114799463166685891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkerbockers.blogspot.com/2006/05/may-in-pictures.html' title='May in pictures.'/><author><name>nikkerbockers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/35/2376/400/DSCN5753.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381895.post-114615621498014133</id><published>2006-04-28T00:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-28T01:57:10.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The church kids go to town. hehe.</title><content type='html'>Hello peeps!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It feels like a lot has happened the past few weeks. Short of it is , I made new friends (Hello Maggie and Trish!), closed some doors, opened new ones (read: got a new job (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt; was &lt;a href="http://nikkerbockers.blogspot.com/2006/04/eeking-with-glee.html"&gt;the good news&lt;/a&gt; by the way ;), jumped back on the fitness wagon (TKB, I've missed you, and Badminton, here I come! haha), and scores of other things. Life's been good, everything's smooth sailing. I could get used to this. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My posts are never complete without photos, so here are shots from &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/nikkisqueaky"&gt;Nikki G&lt;/a&gt;'s birthday bash at &lt;a href="http://www.blushnightclub.com/"&gt;Blush&lt;/a&gt;.  My battery died early that night, so most of these are taken by Ria.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.zoto.com/user/nikkerbockers/image_detail/IMG.0.0f02d82c56242881ea462d94a576f3c0-_CAT.0/date-desc/0-30"&gt;&lt;img alt="Birthday  girl Nikki G and the Bebster." src="http://nikkerbockers.zoto.com/img/37/0f02d82c56242881ea462d94a576f3c0-.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Birthday girl Nikki G with the Bebster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.zoto.com/user/nikkerbockers/image_detail/IMG.0.227f025a5d783442c2febc2fe85a916c-_CAT.0/date-desc/0-30"&gt;&lt;img alt="The ladies with Jopet." src="http://nikkerbockers.zoto.com/img/37/227f025a5d783442c2febc2fe85a916c-.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clockwise from left: Jackie, Maria, Jopet, Ria and moi.&lt;br /&gt;Yay, I'm not the oldest here. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.zoto.com/user/nikkerbockers/image_detail/IMG.0.dcdac1a50d4e3bf23cc5b0f83b992e91-_CAT.0/date-desc/0-30"&gt;&lt;img alt="Looks like we have murder on our minds... " src="http://nikkerbockers.zoto.com/img/37/dcdac1a50d4e3bf23cc5b0f83b992e91-.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kooky girls, and it's all Hana's fault. Ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.zoto.com/user/nikkerbockers/image_detail/IMG.0.5798e09464a36fe83df5cbd6ead0c73d-_CAT.0/date-desc/0-30"&gt;&lt;img alt="I have no idea what the goal was here." src="http://nikkerbockers.zoto.com/img/37/5798e09464a36fe83df5cbd6ead0c73d-.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The result of Hana's kookiness. heehee. Crazy night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check the rest of the pics &lt;a target="_self" href="http://nikkerbockers.zoto.com/galleries/nikkigs22nd" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HERE.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who says we church folk don't have fun eh? ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381895-114615621498014133?l=nikkerbockers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkerbockers.blogspot.com/feeds/114615621498014133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8381895&amp;postID=114615621498014133&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381895/posts/default/114615621498014133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381895/posts/default/114615621498014133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkerbockers.blogspot.com/2006/04/church-kids-go-to-town-hehe.html' title='The church kids go to town. hehe.'/><author><name>nikkerbockers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/35/2376/400/DSCN5753.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381895.post-114487451898579096</id><published>2006-04-13T04:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-13T07:37:02.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eeking with glee.</title><content type='html'>I'm very happy today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just peachy; and you could tell if you saw the huge grin on my face. Unfortunately for you though, I ain't telling. Not &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;yet&lt;/span&gt;, atleast. So you'll have to wait till, say, month end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the meantime,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;YAHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, if you don't have plans for Easter, do join us at &lt;a href="http://www.bridgepointsf.com"&gt;Bridgepoint&lt;/a&gt;. We're rocking it out this Sunday ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/1600/Easter_2006_poster_copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/400/Easter_2006_poster_copy.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381895-114487451898579096?l=nikkerbockers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkerbockers.blogspot.com/feeds/114487451898579096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8381895&amp;postID=114487451898579096&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381895/posts/default/114487451898579096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381895/posts/default/114487451898579096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkerbockers.blogspot.com/2006/04/eeking-with-glee.html' title='Eeking with glee.'/><author><name>nikkerbockers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/35/2376/400/DSCN5753.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381895.post-114474006091945657</id><published>2006-04-11T14:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-11T16:03:20.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another one bites the dust.</title><content type='html'>It's the Hawkins' turn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just when I thought the madness was over, in comes Hawk's blackout partEY. Haha. Good times, I tell you :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best wishes go out to the man who is to me the epitome of &lt;em&gt;maginoo pero medyo bastos&lt;/em&gt;. Lol. The &lt;em&gt;bastos&lt;/em&gt; part really needs no explanation (hehe), but you can't get any more &lt;em&gt;maginoo&lt;/em&gt; than saving a little girl from catching fire (at our wedding, no less) &lt;em&gt;, and &lt;/em&gt;at the cost of a burned welted hand. Major points indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday, Hawkiepoo! Thanks for looking after the Bebster way before I even knew him. :) We love you bro. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/400/DSCN4398.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Kisses for the birthday boy as he says goodbye to his twenties&lt;br /&gt;(Looks like JJ also wanted in on the action. Haha ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/400/DSCN4403.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Peninsula crew represent.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/1600/DSCN4388.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/400/DSCN4388.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;That low angle with the Bebster.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Full coverage of Hawk's Blackout party &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://nikkerbockers.zoto.com/galleries/hawks30th/"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So who's next? ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381895-114474006091945657?l=nikkerbockers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkerbockers.blogspot.com/feeds/114474006091945657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8381895&amp;postID=114474006091945657&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381895/posts/default/114474006091945657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381895/posts/default/114474006091945657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkerbockers.blogspot.com/2006/04/another-one-bites-dust.html' title='Another one bites the dust.'/><author><name>nikkerbockers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/35/2376/400/DSCN5753.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381895.post-114413449125226462</id><published>2006-04-04T15:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-06T07:41:37.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Semi Veg... and a rather strange night.</title><content type='html'>Soooo lovin' the new Outback TV Ad:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="mms://media1.outback.com/heartsofgold.wmv"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/400/madefromscratch.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Click photo to view commercial&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha. I'm semi Veg alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever been awakened at such an ungodly hour (say, 3:40am)  by the shrill, piercing monotony of the fire alarm? I would have been really pissed, except that Bebs stepped out the door and actually &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;did&lt;/span&gt; see smoke escaping the opposite wing. And boy, did it reek. I couldn't put my finger to it, but if you can imagine a mixture of burnt rubber, oatmeal, and some gaseous poison, that's as close at it would get. A whiff of it was enough to get me out of bed... admittedly after a countless &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Babe, get up naaaaa!&lt;/span&gt; hehe (not cute, by the way. If you hear the fire alarm, seriously get up and GO).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there I am, half-asleep and ready to curse someone out, yet mustering all efforts to get to that place of lucidity. Meanwhile, Bebs, fully alert and with all mental faculties in check, prepares our coats and enumerates a list of what to save. I only remember grabbing my bag and our passports, while my husband closes the door behind me, lugging two attaché cases of important documents, bills and other papers. Heehee. Thank God for husbands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We get to the ground floor and the lobby is teeming with residents in their nightwear. Strangely enough, none of them packed as much as we did, in fact only two others carried a small bag with them. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;That's cause they're citizens&lt;/span&gt;, Bebs whispers. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The firemen arrive within minutes, and after investigation determine that someone on the third floor (our floor) left their stove on. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;All third floor residents, please come up so we can inspect your units&lt;/span&gt;. Bebs heads back up with the rest while I'm sitting at a corner eavesdropping on the older women  discussing the unpleasant sonance of the fire alarm &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;our doorbells for that matter. &lt;/span&gt;Right on, ladies. Have them change those wimpy bells, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;please.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bebs and the rest of the 3rd floor are now back, although the firemen can't seem to figure out who the culprit is. Meanwhile, we're informed that our floor seems to be safe and that we can now head back to our units.  Uh, so we DON'T get to give dirty looks to the smarty who left his stove on and kept us from our much needed zzz's? I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;knew&lt;/span&gt; this story was going to be anti-climactic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're back in bed at about 5:00am--right where we all started--and now the whole hullabaloo is all a blur. I still don't get why it all happened, but I wasn't about to waste another minute of my sleeptime wondering about the meaning of it all. Needless to say, I'm glad we're all safe and burn-free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. Chalk it up to one of them weird days, I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381895-114413449125226462?l=nikkerbockers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkerbockers.blogspot.com/feeds/114413449125226462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8381895&amp;postID=114413449125226462&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381895/posts/default/114413449125226462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381895/posts/default/114413449125226462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkerbockers.blogspot.com/2006/04/semi-veg-and-rather-strange-night.html' title='Semi Veg... and a rather strange night.'/><author><name>nikkerbockers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/35/2376/400/DSCN5753.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381895.post-114378414064260819</id><published>2006-03-31T13:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-01T05:34:24.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy THREE OH, Raf!</title><content type='html'>And yet another cause for festivities, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt; that I'm complaining. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tell you, everyone seems to be having their birthday, and/or turning 30. Haha. This time it was Raffy's turn to hit the triple X. My coverage of the merrymaking isn't complete though, but it should help save our birthday boy some dignity. Wink, wink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.zoto.com/user/nikkerbockers/image_detail/IMG.0.2a379f8f510c494075301c5322f959a5-_CAT.0/date-desc/0-30"&gt;&lt;img alt="The Bharwanis with birthday boy Raf." src="http://nikkerbockers.zoto.com/img/37/2a379f8f510c494075301c5322f959a5-.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;With my two baldies: the Bebster and birthday boy Raffioli Gorgonzoli, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;aka Raffiki, Gorgi, &lt;em&gt;Ply Li&lt;/em&gt; boy, TKB baby, or simply, Raf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.zoto.com/user/nikkerbockers/image_detail/IMG.0.2a657aff813df92787e56e7493d3da09-_CAT.0/date-desc/0-30"&gt;&lt;img alt="The whole gang." src="http://nikkerbockers.zoto.com/img/37/2a657aff813df92787e56e7493d3da09-.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The entire group at some bar in Union Street (I forget the name).&lt;br /&gt;Very BH 90210, don't you think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out the rest of the party photos &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://nikkerbockers.zoto.com/galleries/raffys30th" target="_self"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy 30th Raf! We love you like a brother, and look forward to more adventures in the years to come (Hopefully geography won't be an issue eh? ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Addendum:&lt;/span&gt; Interestingly enough, I was checking archives and realized &lt;a href="http://nikkerbockers.blogspot.com/2005/03/ode-to-raffioli-gorgonzoli.html"&gt;I had posted a similar greet for Raf last year.&lt;/a&gt;  Only goes to show we mean the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;brother&lt;/span&gt; part. Naks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381895-114378414064260819?l=nikkerbockers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkerbockers.blogspot.com/feeds/114378414064260819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8381895&amp;postID=114378414064260819&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381895/posts/default/114378414064260819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381895/posts/default/114378414064260819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkerbockers.blogspot.com/2006/03/happy-three-oh-raf.html' title='Happy THREE OH, Raf!'/><author><name>nikkerbockers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/35/2376/400/DSCN5753.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381895.post-114322359426714086</id><published>2006-03-25T02:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-25T04:35:21.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A weekend in the city... and other ramblings.</title><content type='html'>Yay! Met some new friends over the weekend...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.zoto.com/user/nikkerbockers/image_detail/IMG.0.283af2226147acef2529977f301a6def-_CAT.0/date-desc/0-30"&gt;&lt;img alt="Meet Boo. Now how can you NOT like this face?" src="http://nikkerbockers.zoto.com/img/37/283af2226147acef2529977f301a6def-.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is Boo, the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;chunk o burnin' love&lt;/span&gt; Bull Mastiff I fell in love with at first sight.&lt;br /&gt;Man, this guy is HUGE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.zoto.com/user/nikkerbockers/image_detail/IMG.0.943b7f3bbbb52a357f56752e5b08f383-_CAT.0/date-desc/0-30"&gt;&lt;img alt="Too bad Getty's eyes are closed. They're absolutely adorable  open." src="http://nikkerbockers.zoto.com/img/37/943b7f3bbbb52a357f56752e5b08f383-.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And then there's Getty, the adorable Golden Retriever.&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately the clicks kept him from keeping his eyes open.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.zoto.com/user/nikkerbockers/image_detail/IMG.0.30a7beca79c160b4aa591b63c7c69cf5-_CAT.0/date-desc/0-30"&gt;&lt;img alt="Boo and his master (who reminds me of Jim Carrey)" src="http://nikkerbockers.zoto.com/img/37/30a7beca79c160b4aa591b63c7c69cf5-.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Boo with his master. Didn't get his name but he was nice; somewhat reminded me of Jim Carrey because he was so animated. Plus ofcourse he was cool with our stalking his dog so that's plus points in my book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.zoto.com/user/nikkerbockers/image_detail/IMG.0.7e92fd10bcc9064d8fc7d4516fa0a21c-_CAT.0/date-desc/0-30"&gt;&lt;img alt="Enjoying the sun in Crissy Field" src="http://nikkerbockers.zoto.com/img/37/7e92fd10bcc9064d8fc7d4516fa0a21c-.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here we are enjoying the (lately elusive) sun in Crissy Field.&lt;br /&gt;Rain, rain GO AWAY. Please :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.zoto.com/user/nikkerbockers/image_detail/IMG.0.c1a80153e278f12cdb5dcf83ba02ebea-_CAT.0/date-desc/0-30"&gt;&lt;img alt="Golden Gate Bridge at back." src="http://nikkerbockers.zoto.com/img/37/c1a80153e278f12cdb5dcf83ba02ebea-.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Strangers yet friends in Crissy Field. Check out the Golden Gate Bridge at back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.zoto.com/user/nikkerbockers/image_detail/IMG.0.daffaf80ab336d1cf3def4fc7e006e04-_CAT.0/date-desc/0-30"&gt;&lt;img alt="Boats taking advantage of the beautiful weather." src="http://nikkerbockers.zoto.com/img/37/daffaf80ab336d1cf3def4fc7e006e04-.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Boats taking advantage of the beautiful weather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After having met new friends, we hung out with old ones...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.zoto.com/user/nikkerbockers/image_detail/IMG.0.6edb8db1072775b097bb576ac6816fcf-_CAT.0/date-desc/0-30"&gt;&lt;img alt="Gabbie, Pebs, Jan, Bebs and moi." src="http://nikkerbockers.zoto.com/img/37/6edb8db1072775b097bb576ac6816fcf-.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Quilas and Bharwanis at the Roastery in Union Street.&lt;br /&gt;(Now I know what my bad angle is...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.zoto.com/user/nikkerbockers/image_detail/IMG.0.0caf172f480ba7d054dae69b0f4c26ca-_CAT.0/date-desc/0-30"&gt;&lt;img alt="Bebo's godchild, Gabbie" src="http://nikkerbockers.zoto.com/img/37/0caf172f480ba7d054dae69b0f4c26ca-.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Meet Bebo's godchild, Gabbie and her pet Tamagochi (spell check?).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More pics of our weekend &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://nikkerbockers.zoto.com/galleries/sfpics/"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I may have bumped into &lt;a href="http://www.vanessacarlton.com/intro.htm"&gt;Vanessa Carlton&lt;/a&gt; while stalking the dogs (Note to self: move to a pet-friendly apartment on next lease!). I tell you the resemblance was uncanny, except she had those oversized superstar shades on, which MEANS a third of her face was was partly tinted, which REALLY means it probably wasn't her. But then I researched her on the net after and apparently, she resides in both New York AND San Francisco.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yes, I may have actually met her. Kewl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Notes worth mentioning:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* MUST WATCH: &lt;a href="http://vforvendetta.warnerbros.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;V for Vendetta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; by the Wachowski Brothers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Remember remember the fifth of November&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Gunpowder, treason and plot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I see no reason why gunpowder, treason&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Should ever be forgot...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was blown away by this film. Absolutely brilliant! Go watch NOW, you will not be disappointed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* MUST LISTEN: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Speak for Yourself &lt;/span&gt;by&lt;a href="http://www.imogenheap.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Imogen Heap&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Primary vocalist of the defunct group Frou Frou).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoying a growing fascination for Electronica, and recently acquired Imogen Heap's  latest album. The instrumentation is interesting and her voice is something else. Different. I like it. Get a copy, all songs are good. Also look out for &lt;a href="http://www.zero7.com"&gt;Zero 7&lt;/a&gt;, and their popular single &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When it Falls&lt;/span&gt;. Great chillout music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm realizing that I'm starting to prefer European music over American. Seems like a sweeping statement, but think about it: Sting, U2, Annie Lennox, Coldplay, Jamie Cullum, Dave Matthews, Peter Gabriel (And did I mention Imogen and Zero 7 are both from the UK?)... Versus what, formulaic Hollywood pop? Can't help but think their music is less &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cookie cutter &lt;/span&gt; (to borrow my husband's favorite term)&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ofcourse there are exceptions to the rule. I've my own list of homegrown faves who are far from the formula&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; Sarah Mac is an absolute original (although she's not exactly American. hehe). Then there's Shelby Lynne, Tori Amos, Nichole Nordeman, John Mayer...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wish mainstream didn't have to be so pop, y'know?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381895-114322359426714086?l=nikkerbockers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkerbockers.blogspot.com/feeds/114322359426714086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8381895&amp;postID=114322359426714086&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381895/posts/default/114322359426714086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381895/posts/default/114322359426714086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkerbockers.blogspot.com/2006/03/weekend-in-city-and-other-ramblings.html' title='A weekend in the city... and other ramblings.'/><author><name>nikkerbockers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/35/2376/400/DSCN5753.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381895.post-114178266746034901</id><published>2006-03-16T16:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-16T16:10:02.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ode to Juancho.</title><content type='html'>Okay, these pictures are WAY overdue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me just say that the beginnings of March seemed to me like one seamless party after party (after crazy party!), &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;all&lt;/span&gt; in celebration of &lt;a href="http://www.friendster.com/user.php?uid=1802242"&gt;JJ&lt;/a&gt;'s big THREE-OH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And rightly so; the guy is everybody's leading man. I can't think of anyone who deserves three birthday bashes. We're talking about the man who looks after everyone else, and will go so far as to make sure his friends have their futures in order.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, to our then disconsolate Bestman (hehe), our brother and dear friend, we're glad you had the 30th birthday you hoped for, &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;and then some&lt;/span&gt;. We love you bro. And we Juan Cho! Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Click on each photo to view entire album.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://nikkerbockers.zoto.com/galleries/jjs30th/"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/400/DSCN4191.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;JJ's surprise party (complete with tears!). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://nikkerbockers.zoto.com/galleries"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/400/DSCN4204.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Party bus, baby! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381895-114178266746034901?l=nikkerbockers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkerbockers.blogspot.com/feeds/114178266746034901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8381895&amp;postID=114178266746034901&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381895/posts/default/114178266746034901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381895/posts/default/114178266746034901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkerbockers.blogspot.com/2006/03/ode-to-juancho.html' title='Ode to Juancho.'/><author><name>nikkerbockers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/35/2376/400/DSCN5753.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381895.post-114196048154091761</id><published>2006-03-10T11:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-10T11:30:15.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In Absencia.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;There's a reason for my absence. Turn up the volume and find out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object classid="clsid:d27cdb6e-ae6d-11cf-96b8-444553540000" codebase="http://fpdownload.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=7,0,0,0" width="400" height="80" align="middle"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="any" /&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://odeo.com/flash/audio_player_fullsize.swf?ver=1.03" /&gt; &lt;param name="flashvars" value="audio_id=855277&amp;audio_duration=49.133&amp;valid_sample_rate=true&amp;external_url=http://media.odeo.com/files/f/7/8/draft_57947_out.mp3" /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://odeo.com/flash/audio_player_fullsize.swf?ver=1.03" width="476" height="80" allowScriptAccess="any" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" flashvars="audio_id=855277&amp;audio_duration=49.133&amp;valid_sample_rate=true&amp;external_url=http://media.odeo.com/files/f/7/8/draft_57947_out.mp3"/&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, I've got tons of photos ready for sharing. Will post them soon, promise. ;) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381895-114196048154091761?l=nikkerbockers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkerbockers.blogspot.com/feeds/114196048154091761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8381895&amp;postID=114196048154091761&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381895/posts/default/114196048154091761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381895/posts/default/114196048154091761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkerbockers.blogspot.com/2006/03/in-absencia.html' title='In Absencia.'/><author><name>nikkerbockers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/35/2376/400/DSCN5753.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381895.post-113945027523957697</id><published>2006-02-16T10:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-16T10:33:59.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How do you conquer Monterey &amp; Carmel?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/nikkerbockers/sets/72057594060438375/"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/400/DSCN3806.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The only way possible: With good friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Click on photo above to view the gallivantings of four fogies&lt;br /&gt;in search of... good photo opportunities. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;(What can I say? We're simple people with simple joys ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you guys already :) You momoys should have stayed LONGER! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381895-113945027523957697?l=nikkerbockers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkerbockers.blogspot.com/feeds/113945027523957697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8381895&amp;postID=113945027523957697&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381895/posts/default/113945027523957697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381895/posts/default/113945027523957697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkerbockers.blogspot.com/2006/02/how-do-you-conquer-monterey-carmel.html' title='How do you conquer Monterey &amp; Carmel?'/><author><name>nikkerbockers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/35/2376/400/DSCN5753.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381895.post-113988311184827165</id><published>2006-02-14T10:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-17T09:47:38.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tahoe, baby!</title><content type='html'>The photos are up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://nikkerbockers.zoto.com/galleries/tahoe2006/"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/400/DSCN3889.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://nikkerbockers.zoto.com/galleries/tahoe2006/"&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A peek at our weekend of snow, FOOOOOD, karaoke and good company :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Click on image above to view the entire gallery.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a bonus:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.sharkle.com/externalPlayer/48860/4n1inyin3/3/" width="340" height="310" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our &lt;strong&gt;shameless&lt;/strong&gt; rendition of Toad the Wet Sprocket's &lt;em&gt;All I Want&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Lol. Knock your socks off :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awesome weekend, guys. I had such a blast. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381895-113988311184827165?l=nikkerbockers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkerbockers.blogspot.com/feeds/113988311184827165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8381895&amp;postID=113988311184827165&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381895/posts/default/113988311184827165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381895/posts/default/113988311184827165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkerbockers.blogspot.com/2006/02/tahoe-baby.html' title='Tahoe, baby!'/><author><name>nikkerbockers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/35/2376/400/DSCN5753.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381895.post-113960649930954122</id><published>2006-02-11T05:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-11T05:32:03.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh Happy Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.sharkle.com/externalPlayer/42299/yr23d2a44/3/" width="340" height="310" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did this video for the Youth in church, I thought it would be cool to revive the all-famous &lt;em&gt;Oh Happy Day&lt;/em&gt; from Sister Act 2. It's actually a bit dated, I must have done this a year back. Anyway, chew on it while I post the rest of the pics ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be gone this weekend. A group of us are heading to TAHOE BABY! for more fun in the snow. I'll try my hand at skiing as well (or snowboarding, which ever chooses me). I'll definitely have my camera, so I should have coverage of the road trip when I get back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then, have an awesome weekend people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381895-113960649930954122?l=nikkerbockers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkerbockers.blogspot.com/feeds/113960649930954122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8381895&amp;postID=113960649930954122&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381895/posts/default/113960649930954122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381895/posts/default/113960649930954122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkerbockers.blogspot.com/2006/02/oh-happy-day.html' title='Oh Happy Day'/><author><name>nikkerbockers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/35/2376/400/DSCN5753.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381895.post-113955382674546603</id><published>2006-02-10T14:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-10T14:45:29.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Bridgepoint Valentine party.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/1600/Valentine-2006-flyer.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/400/Valentine-2006-flyer.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Join us if you're in the area.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This guy is GOOD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I still need to upload more pics of last week's Monterey/Carmel trip.&lt;br /&gt;Coming soon, promise.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381895-113955382674546603?l=nikkerbockers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkerbockers.blogspot.com/feeds/113955382674546603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8381895&amp;postID=113955382674546603&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381895/posts/default/113955382674546603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381895/posts/default/113955382674546603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkerbockers.blogspot.com/2006/02/bridgepoint-valentine-party.html' title='A Bridgepoint Valentine party.'/><author><name>nikkerbockers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/35/2376/400/DSCN5753.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381895.post-113900468452204933</id><published>2006-02-04T05:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-04T11:29:06.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'>All Nics rule. hehe.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/1600/lordofwarposter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/400/lordofwarposter.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I know this movie has been out a while, but I only watched it recently and enjoyed it so much that I thought I'd recommend it. The film isn't perfect; some lines were definitely a little preachy, but I guess that's the whole point of it. Plus ofcourse it's written and directed by the Brains behind one of my all-time favorite films, &lt;em&gt;Gattaca, &lt;/em&gt;Mr. Andrew Niccol himself&lt;em&gt;.&lt;/em&gt; That enough is worth the watch. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Props to Jared Leto, who did an amazing performance. No doubt one of our better actors, unfortunately underrated, but he'll be noticed soon enough. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;In other news, we just came back from Monterey and Carmel with the newlywed Filarts. Fun fun fun! I'll post the photos soon, keep watch ;)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381895-113900468452204933?l=nikkerbockers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkerbockers.blogspot.com/feeds/113900468452204933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8381895&amp;postID=113900468452204933&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381895/posts/default/113900468452204933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381895/posts/default/113900468452204933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkerbockers.blogspot.com/2006/02/all-nics-rule-hehe.html' title='All Nics rule. hehe.'/><author><name>nikkerbockers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/35/2376/400/DSCN5753.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381895.post-113869445908220218</id><published>2006-01-31T12:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-01T16:50:34.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The mac is back.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Whoa, it's been a while. How is everyone? This month's been bustling with so much activity, I haven't had time to post anything decent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are a few of January's highlights:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) I woke up one Sunday morning, looked at myself in the mirror and realized I had had enough of the &lt;em&gt;same old&lt;/em&gt;. So in an attempt to look &lt;em&gt;different&lt;/em&gt;, I grabbed a pair of scissors and chopped my bangs off. No hesitations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That may have been the most impulsive thing I've ever done to date. What's worse is that it was also my first experience at cutting hair... so you can imagine the huge laugh my stylist enjoyed when he laid eyes on my messed-up bangs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two words: never again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Good friends from Manila are here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jons and Ces have FINALLY tied the knot (Welcome to the club, momoys! Wahooo!), and are in town for their honeymoon. It's been three years for me and five years for Bebs since we last saw them, so the reunion has been swell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some roadtrips since their arrival: Weekend snow fun at Angel's Camp, Pasadena night-out with Weedge for Brazilian food (and that huge-ass brownie sundae), and majorly craaazy roller coasting at Magic Mountain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes, I've got pictures ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/nikkerbockers/sets/72057594056412462/"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/400/DSCN3742.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;Click on pic to view entire album.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/1600/DSCN3738.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;3) WE TURNED &lt;strong&gt;THREE&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Yup, third year of marriage and still going. :) I'm really no expert at the whole marriage bit, but it's all been an amazing learning and growing experience. I'm grateful grateful grateful for such a wonderful husband. Always a good thing to find your bestfriend, partner in crime, and that sweeeeet lovin' all in one person (&lt;em&gt;Insert all cheeky gushing here &lt;/em&gt;;). Needless to say, it's not always a bed of roses. Still, the sparring's worth every penny. Naks. Hahaha. :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting cheesy, I better end before it gets out of hand. Night, folks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381895-113869445908220218?l=nikkerbockers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkerbockers.blogspot.com/feeds/113869445908220218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8381895&amp;postID=113869445908220218&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381895/posts/default/113869445908220218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381895/posts/default/113869445908220218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkerbockers.blogspot.com/2006/01/mac-is-back.html' title='The mac is back.'/><author><name>nikkerbockers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/35/2376/400/DSCN5753.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381895.post-113680021463810929</id><published>2006-01-09T17:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-10T12:59:56.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The 2006 Vegas New Year partEY.</title><content type='html'>Once upon a New Year's holiday in Vegas...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally! The photos are in... Mine atleast ;) I have to say this trip was the best New Year's so far, what with the carlot parties, &lt;em&gt;24 &lt;/em&gt;marathon, and all the &lt;em&gt;lost and found &lt;/em&gt;drama that happened. Haha! Only in Vegas, I tell you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to all those who made this trip the ultimate happenin' holiday. I had such a blast. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers to 2006! Here's to another year of big leaps, fulfilled dreams and living BIG. It can only get better, baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Click on Beautiful eyes Bebster and made-up Nikker&lt;br /&gt;to view the craziness of our New Year in Vegas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dotphoto.com/Go.asp?l=nikkerbockers&amp;P=&amp;amp;AID=3171502&amp;amp;T=1"&gt;&lt;img class="flickr-photo" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/42/84583384_a042eed439.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381895-113680021463810929?l=nikkerbockers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkerbockers.blogspot.com/feeds/113680021463810929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8381895&amp;postID=113680021463810929&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381895/posts/default/113680021463810929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381895/posts/default/113680021463810929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkerbockers.blogspot.com/2006/01/2006-vegas-new-year-partey.html' title='The 2006 Vegas New Year partEY.'/><author><name>nikkerbockers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/35/2376/400/DSCN5753.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381895.post-113591722434725689</id><published>2005-12-30T12:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-30T12:33:44.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy happy!</title><content type='html'>Hello all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you all had a wonderful Christmas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is just a short note to greet everyone an awesome Holiday. We're currently in Las Vegas right now spending New Year's (second year in a row). I'll post some pics when I get back since Internet access is scarce,  but meanwhile hope you all have a great New Year's!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots of kwento when I get back next week :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381895-113591722434725689?l=nikkerbockers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkerbockers.blogspot.com/feeds/113591722434725689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8381895&amp;postID=113591722434725689&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381895/posts/default/113591722434725689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381895/posts/default/113591722434725689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkerbockers.blogspot.com/2005/12/happy-happy.html' title='Happy happy!'/><author><name>nikkerbockers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/35/2376/400/DSCN5753.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381895.post-113400595904169406</id><published>2005-12-22T09:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-22T07:07:28.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Some days...</title><content type='html'>Overheard from a teenager on our walk back to the car from &lt;a href="https://www.albertsons.com/defaultSSL.asp"&gt;Albertson's&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Oh wow, this is so awesome. I can already smell Christmas!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was two weeks ago. In the dimly lit car lot, she could actually &lt;em&gt;smell&lt;/em&gt; Christmas. Amazing. You should have seen her too. Despite the dark, I could clearly make out the smile on her face. It was such a genuine excitement, and I felt so envious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't in such a joyous mood that day due to an unpleasant incident at work, but the girl's remark kinda hit me. It's funny how &lt;em&gt;feeling&lt;/em&gt; the Season was so much easier when you were younger, and so elusive as you actually got older. So many aspects to it, really. For one thing, &lt;em&gt;feeling&lt;/em&gt; isn't so much the point any more when you're an adult, especially when you've come to understand the real Reason for it all. The holidays now extend beyond mere tinsel and lights and big presents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly though, some days I seriously feel like life would be so much simpler if our senses just sparked the emotion and have that &lt;em&gt;be enough&lt;/em&gt;. Just like when we were kids. We see the Christmas tree and the colorful decor, and automatically it triggers some "&lt;em&gt;happy signal&lt;/em&gt;" and we're instantly excited. That's all it seemed to take. You see the sights, and you &lt;em&gt;feel &lt;/em&gt;Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder how life would be like if we remained that way... Living life with no expectations from you, no obligation to dig deeper, and no urgency in making life count. Just excitement and happiness based on what is seen and what is told us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honest questions I'll never know the answers to. What I do know is that this adult life needs working at, and that there is no stopping &lt;em&gt;till&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...I do wish we could take a breather from the toiling every now and then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381895-113400595904169406?l=nikkerbockers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkerbockers.blogspot.com/feeds/113400595904169406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8381895&amp;postID=113400595904169406&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381895/posts/default/113400595904169406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381895/posts/default/113400595904169406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkerbockers.blogspot.com/2005/12/some-days.html' title='Some days...'/><author><name>nikkerbockers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/35/2376/400/DSCN5753.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381895.post-113460698205282290</id><published>2005-12-15T07:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-17T07:34:36.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Alanis doublebills with Switchfoot.</title><content type='html'>Two awesome performers in one concert. I didn't think it was possible, but thank God &lt;a href="http://www.radioalice.com"&gt;Radio Alice&lt;/a&gt; put it together. I must say that gig more than made my evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Alice in Winterland&lt;/strong&gt; presents:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;SWITCHFOOT, baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/1600/DSCN3109.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/400/DSCN3109.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/1600/DSCN3079.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/400/DSCN3079.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/1600/DSCN3121.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/400/DSCN3121.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/1600/DSCN3107.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/400/DSCN3107.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the phenomenal&lt;br /&gt;ALANIS MORISETTE, no less:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/1600/DSCN3146.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/400/DSCN3146.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/1600/DSCN3198.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/400/DSCN3198.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/1600/DSCN3151.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/400/DSCN3151.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saved the best for last, ofcourse:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.sharkle.com/sharkle.swf?id=" width="340" height="310" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" buffer="3" rnd="aniy22r12&amp;extra="&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four happy ducks after a phenomenal Wednesday night rockout.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/1600/DSCN3211.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/400/DSCN3211.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;More of the fun stuff &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/nikkerbockers/sets/1594239/"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;That gig was so awesooooooooooome.&lt;br /&gt;I think I may know now how I got the sore throat ;)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381895-113460698205282290?l=nikkerbockers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkerbockers.blogspot.com/feeds/113460698205282290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8381895&amp;postID=113460698205282290&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381895/posts/default/113460698205282290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381895/posts/default/113460698205282290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkerbockers.blogspot.com/2005/12/alanis-doublebills-with-switchfoot.html' title='Alanis doublebills with Switchfoot.'/><author><name>nikkerbockers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/35/2376/400/DSCN5753.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381895.post-113451675214776338</id><published>2005-12-14T07:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-14T07:32:32.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crazy sick.</title><content type='html'>And not the good kind. Sigh. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The flu bug has gotten the better of me &lt;em&gt;yet again. &lt;/em&gt;I haven't been sleeping very well because of it either. Sleep at 1230mn, wake up at 230am, force myself to go back to sleep at 3, wake up again at 5.. and so on and on, until it's actually time to &lt;em&gt;be&lt;/em&gt; up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It sucks, I'll tell you that. I can hardly breathe from the clogged nose and my thousand and one meds aren't helping any. The coughing's nasty too; my poor throat's taking such an awful beating from it. This needs to go down &lt;strong&gt;soon&lt;/strong&gt;, as the Christmas concert is nearing and I &lt;strong&gt;can't&lt;/strong&gt; afford to still be &lt;em&gt;ngongo &lt;/em&gt;come weekend. Help, Lord! I can sure use a miracle right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, I have some photos to post from the Alanis and Switchfoot concert last week. This whole fever-flu-cough thing's been keeping me from doing a lot of stuff, but I should be able to upload them soon. I also have a video clip of Alanis rocking it out. It should knock your socks off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I got to watch the long awaited &lt;em&gt;Chronicles of Narnia: The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe &lt;/em&gt;over the weekend. Hmm.. It was a good attempt, although I feel they sacrificed much needed dialogue and background explanation in order to cram the movie in two hours. They should have extended it another thirty minutes, or a full hour even, to make the film well-rounded. So much was lacking for me. Some of the sets too were a little too unreal, in fact they looked exactly like that: &lt;em&gt;sets&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids were definitely a redeeming factor though. Lucy and Edmond are great and very well played. Great character development. No complaints on the Witch either and Liam Neeson as Aslan's voice. He was perfect, although he needed more lines in there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, it's still a must-see. It might leave a lot of questions though to those who may not have read the book or seen the old cartoons. Still, it's worth watching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381895-113451675214776338?l=nikkerbockers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkerbockers.blogspot.com/feeds/113451675214776338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8381895&amp;postID=113451675214776338&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381895/posts/default/113451675214776338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381895/posts/default/113451675214776338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkerbockers.blogspot.com/2005/12/crazy-sick.html' title='Crazy sick.'/><author><name>nikkerbockers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/35/2376/400/DSCN5753.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381895.post-113348699046657243</id><published>2005-12-02T09:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-02T14:14:42.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving weekend in pictures.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/nikkerbockers/sets/1490899/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They're finally uploaded! Complete with captions too (hehehe).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As promised, here are the pics from last week's four-day Thanksgiving Holiday.&lt;br /&gt;Click on the photo to view the entire album.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/nikkerbockers/sets/1490899/"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/400/DSCN3020.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Uhm... Don't mind the &lt;em&gt;momoy&lt;/em&gt; behind us. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381895-113348699046657243?l=nikkerbockers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkerbockers.blogspot.com/feeds/113348699046657243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8381895&amp;postID=113348699046657243&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381895/posts/default/113348699046657243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381895/posts/default/113348699046657243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkerbockers.blogspot.com/2005/12/thanksgiving-weekend-in-pictures.html' title='Thanksgiving weekend in pictures.'/><author><name>nikkerbockers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/35/2376/400/DSCN5753.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381895.post-113321304146489526</id><published>2005-11-29T04:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-29T05:37:21.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Project: Better than Life</title><content type='html'>I'm back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The four-day weekend has been action-packed to say the least. We enjoyed two wonderful Thanksgiving celebrations, survived a ten-hour &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;After Thanksgiving&lt;/span&gt; sale, road-tripped to Winsor for an overnight, and capped off the Holiday with an old friend's belated birthday-cum-reunion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't worry, a juicy detailed account of the above will follow... maybe in my next post. I just need to set aside time to upload photos and write out the entry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, here's a draft of the promotional video I made for &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Project: Better than Life. &lt;/span&gt;It's the Bebster's brainchild, one he's been working on since the start of the year. The endeavor will bring together Philippines' top musicians for a musical undertaking that will benefit the underprivileged children of our country. All the songs will be written by Bebs and performed by the artists. Huge undertaking, but it'll be awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND, bass extraordinaire &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.manthing.com"&gt;Mr. Michael Manring&lt;/a&gt; himself will lend his mind-blowing talents for a bass duet with Bebs. Woohooo! &lt;a href="http://nikkerbockers.blogspot.com/2005/03/pogi-points-to-hundredth-power.html"&gt;And they're using my song too!&lt;/a&gt; That totally &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;can't&lt;/span&gt; get any better. Definitely a milestone to go down the anals of Bharwani history.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, without further ado, here it is (just keep in mind it's still a draft):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object classid="clsid:d27cdb6e-ae6d-11cf-96b8-444553540000" codebase="http://fpdownload.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=7,0,0,0" width="340" height="310" id="vid" align="middle"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="sameDomain" /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.sharkle.com/sharkle.swf?id=10422&amp;rnd=yiinnr3y&amp;extra=701&amp;buffer=3" /&gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="high" /&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent" /&gt;&lt;param name="scale" value="noscale" /&gt;&lt;param name="salign" value="lt" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#ffffff" /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.sharkle.com/sharkle.swf?id=10422&amp;rnd=yiinnr3y&amp;extra=701&amp;buffer=3" wmode="transparent" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="lt" bgcolor="#ffffff" width="340" height="310" name="vid" align="middle" allowScriptAccess="sameDomain" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me know what you think of it ;)&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381895-113321304146489526?l=nikkerbockers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkerbockers.blogspot.com/feeds/113321304146489526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8381895&amp;postID=113321304146489526&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381895/posts/default/113321304146489526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381895/posts/default/113321304146489526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkerbockers.blogspot.com/2005/11/project-better-than-life.html' title='Project: Better than Life'/><author><name>nikkerbockers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/35/2376/400/DSCN5753.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381895.post-113237517409440356</id><published>2005-11-19T12:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-19T12:41:52.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bloody Sunday.</title><content type='html'>I finally found a way to upload my videos! Yeba.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a rough clip of U2's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sunday, Bloody Sunday&lt;/span&gt;. I used my Nikon cam, so it's obviously not broadcast quality. Still, it's major kickass. You can imagine how great of a time we had watching them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object classid="clsid:d27cdb6e-ae6d-11cf-96b8-444553540000" codebase="http://fpdownload.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=7,0,0,0" width="340" height="310" id="vid" align="middle"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="sameDomain" /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.sharkle.com/sharkle.swf?id=6047&amp;rnd=2ar3yra3&amp;extra=292&amp;buffer=3" /&gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="high" /&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent" /&gt;&lt;param name="scale" value="noscale" /&gt;&lt;param name="salign" value="lt" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#ffffff" /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.sharkle.com/sharkle.swf?id=6047&amp;rnd=2ar3yra3&amp;extra=292&amp;buffer=3" wmode="transparent" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="lt" bgcolor="#ffffff" width="340" height="310" name="vid" align="middle" allowScriptAccess="sameDomain" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381895-113237517409440356?l=nikkerbockers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkerbockers.blogspot.com/feeds/113237517409440356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8381895&amp;postID=113237517409440356&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381895/posts/default/113237517409440356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381895/posts/default/113237517409440356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkerbockers.blogspot.com/2005/11/bloody-sunday.html' title='Bloody Sunday.'/><author><name>nikkerbockers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/35/2376/400/DSCN5753.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381895.post-113174994856461335</id><published>2005-11-12T06:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-13T16:39:26.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Uno, dos, tres, catorce!</title><content type='html'>They really need no introduction. These guys are an icon. A legend. They have, in their own way, changed the face of the earth with their music, their statement, and their beliefs. There are only a few of them out there, but these guys are undoubtedly one of Youth's better influences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.u2.com"&gt;U2&lt;/a&gt; is definitely up on my list of modern-day heroes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;AND&lt;/em&gt;, I finally got to see them last Wednesday. Yeehaw!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must say they were nothing short of amazing. The concert totally rocked my socks off. The stage direction, lighting and effects, the performance--EVERYTHING went over and beyond my expectations. I couldn't have been happier with the turnout. Truly worth the big buck investment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eat your hearts out, kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/1600/DSCN2792.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/400/DSCN2792.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/1600/DSCN2795.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/400/DSCN2795.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/1600/DSCN2817.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/400/DSCN2817.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/1600/DSCN2799.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/400/DSCN2799.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/1600/DSCN2801.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/400/DSCN2801.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p&gt;Tons more pics &lt;a href="http://nikkerbockers.dotphoto.com"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And speaking of beautiful music, Switchfoot hits SF again in December. If that isn't awesome enough, they're actually double-billing with.... &lt;em&gt;are you ready?&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ALANIS, baby! Woohooo!!! I can hardly wait.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.radioalice.com/events/aiw/index.asp"&gt;Better buy your tickets before you miss out ;)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381895-113174994856461335?l=nikkerbockers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkerbockers.blogspot.com/feeds/113174994856461335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8381895&amp;postID=113174994856461335&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381895/posts/default/113174994856461335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381895/posts/default/113174994856461335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkerbockers.blogspot.com/2005/11/uno-dos-tres-catorce.html' title='Uno, dos, tres, catorce!'/><author><name>nikkerbockers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/35/2376/400/DSCN5753.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381895.post-113113365822257967</id><published>2005-11-05T02:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-05T04:03:30.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Slight: A reunion of sorts.</title><content type='html'>Reasons to skip the &lt;a href="http://www.fox.com/24/"&gt;24&lt;/a&gt; DVD marathon and drive an hour and thirty to Davis on a Sunday afternoon:&lt;br /&gt;- Cause for celebration: Dave finally proposed to Brenda. Yay!!!&lt;br /&gt;- Haven't seen the &lt;a href="http://www.slightmusic.com"&gt;Slight&lt;/a&gt; folks for what seems like an age now. Definitely miss those guys.&lt;br /&gt;- Check out Dave and Brenda's beautiful new home. (Sigh. I love their place; it's so full of character. Beautiful).&lt;br /&gt;- 14lbs. of teriyaki beef and juicy chicken breast on a hot grill. Need I say more?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/1600/DSCN2725.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/400/DSCN2725.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Grilling at D&amp;B's 1/3 of an acre backyard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/1600/DSCN2722.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/400/DSCN2722.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Loving the hammock (behind the bbq-ers).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/1600/DSCN2735.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/400/DSCN2735.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Brenda and a blurry Dave in our discussion of Netflix,&lt;br /&gt;Michael Savage, and other strange subjects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/1600/DSCN2738.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/400/DSCN2738.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Dennis and Lucille. Yep, he's taken, ladies. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/1600/DSCN2732.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/400/DSCN2732.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The man and his form&lt;br /&gt;(...after having downed two servings of applie pie a la mode&lt;br /&gt;AND my sundae).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/1600/DSCN2728a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/400/DSCN2728a.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Sinking into the comfy &lt;em&gt;papasan&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/1600/DSCN2743.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/400/DSCN2743.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The original &lt;a href="http://www.slightmusic.com"&gt;Slight&lt;/a&gt;, their significant others, and new friend Kam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/nikkerbockers/sets/1291943/"&gt;This was fun!&lt;/a&gt; I love these guys. We should definitely do this again.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381895-113113365822257967?l=nikkerbockers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkerbockers.blogspot.com/feeds/113113365822257967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8381895&amp;postID=113113365822257967&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381895/posts/default/113113365822257967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381895/posts/default/113113365822257967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkerbockers.blogspot.com/2005/11/slight-reunion-of-sorts.html' title='Slight: A reunion of sorts.'/><author><name>nikkerbockers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/35/2376/400/DSCN5753.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381895.post-113079864968056816</id><published>2005-11-03T10:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-03T10:24:13.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Disgracing Marilyn...</title><content type='html'>First off, let me just say that I am extremely embarrassed for myself. Lol. BUT, for the fun of it, I'll post them just the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ladies and gentlemen, here are last weekend's incriminating evidence:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/1600/marilyn%20&amp;%20elvis.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/400/marilyn%20%26%20elvis.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Yep, that's Marilyn (in drag) and Elvis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/400/DSCN2684.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Elvis and his posse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/400/with%20richard%20simmons.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Marilyn and Richard Simmons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/1600/boys.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/400/boys.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The boys: Rick James Rich, Tennis Player Joe, Pirate JJ, Elvis Bebs, and Hawk the bunny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/1600/girls2.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/400/girls2.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The girls' table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/400/DSCN2663.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Elvis gets his groove on.&lt;br /&gt;With Hawkins and Raffiki.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/1600/DSCN2679.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/400/DSCN2679.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;... And so does Marilyn.&lt;br /&gt;With Carol the wench and Tennis player Joe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/1600/DSCN2661.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/1600/DSCN2666.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/400/DSCN2666.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The girls with Hawkins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/1600/DSCN2705.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/400/DSCN2705.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The king and the wench struttin' their stuff. &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381895-113079864968056816?l=nikkerbockers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkerbockers.blogspot.com/feeds/113079864968056816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8381895&amp;postID=113079864968056816&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381895/posts/default/113079864968056816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381895/posts/default/113079864968056816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkerbockers.blogspot.com/2005/11/disgracing-marilyn.html' title='Disgracing Marilyn...'/><author><name>nikkerbockers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/35/2376/400/DSCN5753.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381895.post-113053870340509903</id><published>2005-10-29T05:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-29T06:34:26.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kids and other small talk.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;I almost forgot I had these pics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids at church recently presented a special number, and they were just too cute! The mothers were naturally beside themselves; I guess they didn't know whether to shed tears or squeal in delight. Understandably so, they did both.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check them out:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/1600/DSCN2628.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/400/DSCN2628.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Awww... Their mothers should be so proud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/1600/DSCN2634.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/400/DSCN2634.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Wave, kids!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/1600/DSCN2640.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/400/DSCN2640.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is my little boy, Jakey (he actually claimed the mic as his own. heehee).&lt;br /&gt;He's Pastor's son actually, but everyone knows he's ours ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/1600/DSCN2632.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/400/DSCN2632.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Check out the other cutie up front and center.&lt;br /&gt;He's the tiny one dressed like he's heading to work. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/1600/DSCN2639.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/400/DSCN2639.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; One of the few times in the song number where he actually did the actions.&lt;br /&gt;Most of the time he just stood there and stared at the mommies. Heehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;In other news, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;...My office notebook crashed. Yes, the &lt;em&gt;pretty&lt;/em&gt; one. I just finished reformatting it, and it looks like I'm missing some very important documents. I should be freaking out, except that I'm too exhausted from all the stress I went through this week. But yes, I am peeved. It'll probably hit me in a bit. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;...Funny how Halloween's such an occasion here. Everyone, young and old alike, dress up for it and actually spend money to become someone he or she's not--for all of one night. Last year, I put on my first costume of sorts (read: HUGE afro. Believe me, it's a &lt;u&gt;costume&lt;/u&gt; if it costs as much as a good pair of jeans), and I have to say it was fun seeing friends getting creative and dressing up for the fun of it. There was Raffy the Catholic school girl, Joey as Neo (but ofcourse), and Bebs the Reggae man, among others. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well, this year, I believe the Bebster and I may have gone overboard. Heehee. We're going as Elvis and Marilyn, baby! Yeehaw. We've ordered the costumes and have yet to purchase the wigs, but this weekend should be interesting. Now, if we actually had somewhere to go...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Don't worry, I'll post the incriminating photos next week. ;) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyway, enough of small talk. Have a great weekend everyone! Be good, and don't drink and drive. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'll catch you all in November. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381895-113053870340509903?l=nikkerbockers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkerbockers.blogspot.com/feeds/113053870340509903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8381895&amp;postID=113053870340509903&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381895/posts/default/113053870340509903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381895/posts/default/113053870340509903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkerbockers.blogspot.com/2005/10/kids-and-other-small-talk.html' title='Kids and other small talk.'/><author><name>nikkerbockers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/35/2376/400/DSCN5753.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381895.post-113028193687403401</id><published>2005-10-26T07:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-26T07:12:16.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Well, Hello Treo.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/1600/treo650a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/400/treo650a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Blackberry is out, and the Treo 650 is in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just got it today, thanks to the big Boss. Still tinkering with it, as it's quite different from the Blackberry. But it looks like I'll adjust pretty quickly. Hehe ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah yes, definitely enjoying the perks of working for a &lt;em&gt;big fish&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381895-113028193687403401?l=nikkerbockers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkerbockers.blogspot.com/feeds/113028193687403401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8381895&amp;postID=113028193687403401&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381895/posts/default/113028193687403401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381895/posts/default/113028193687403401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkerbockers.blogspot.com/2005/10/well-hello-treo.html' title='Well, Hello Treo.'/><author><name>nikkerbockers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/35/2376/400/DSCN5753.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381895.post-113020688465938201</id><published>2005-10-25T09:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-25T10:21:24.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Homay gulay</title><content type='html'>Now &lt;a href="http://www.mtvu.com/on_mtvu/stand_in/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THIS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; is an awesome concept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally(!) an opportunity to pick the brains of these celebrities. &lt;em&gt;Hopefully&lt;/em&gt; though, these Hollywoodies actually have something to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then again, if you have &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mtvu.com/on_mtvu/stand_in/sting.jhtml"&gt;HIM&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; standing in for your Advanced Composition class, I just might actually go back to school for such an opportunity. Oh my gosh, those forty lucky ducks sooooo got it good that day. Talk about a welcome surprise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go ahead, check out &lt;a href="http://www.mtvu.com/on_mtvu/stand_in/sting.jhtml"&gt;the video&lt;/a&gt;. I almost bawled my eyes out from envy. This guy's definitely in my list of all-time favorites.  Extremely cool, sexy and unbelievably brilliant. Homay gulay &lt;em&gt;talaga. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ayayay. I love him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381895-113020688465938201?l=nikkerbockers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkerbockers.blogspot.com/feeds/113020688465938201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8381895&amp;postID=113020688465938201&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381895/posts/default/113020688465938201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381895/posts/default/113020688465938201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkerbockers.blogspot.com/2005/10/homay-gulay.html' title='Homay gulay'/><author><name>nikkerbockers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/35/2376/400/DSCN5753.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381895.post-112975014753048069</id><published>2005-10-20T03:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-20T08:32:41.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Well well well...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looks like the ghosts from my past have come back to haunt me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And&lt;br /&gt;all&lt;br /&gt;because&lt;br /&gt;of&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://nikkerbockers.blogspot.com/2005/09/indignantly-yours.html"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://nikkerbockers.blogspot.com/2005/09/indignantly-yours.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;blog entry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out the unfolding drama on my &lt;a href="http://www.haloscan.com/comments/nikkerbockers/112737022862898276/"&gt;comments page&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This world is nuts, I tell you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381895-112975014753048069?l=nikkerbockers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkerbockers.blogspot.com/feeds/112975014753048069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8381895&amp;postID=112975014753048069&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381895/posts/default/112975014753048069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381895/posts/default/112975014753048069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkerbockers.blogspot.com/2005/10/well-well-well.html' title='Well well well...'/><author><name>nikkerbockers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/35/2376/400/DSCN5753.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381895.post-112898913555870747</id><published>2005-10-12T15:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-12T15:51:05.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The original party man hits SF.</title><content type='html'>His reputation precedes him. So much so that when Bebs and the rest of the guys reminisce the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;good ole days, &lt;/span&gt;stories of party gimmicks, free cover charges and just sniffing out the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;fun &lt;/span&gt;places were almost always attributed to Paul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so the ultimate party man visits the Bay Area. After taking China by storm, Paul reunites with his childhood barkada (five years after) only to continue the partEY. He's only been in SF a few days and he already knows more bars than I do, and has in fact already planned out this week's happy hour and clubbing itinerary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dunno, I can't seem to keep up with him. Either I'm getting old, or I'm really not much of a party girl. All of the above, maybe? I'm glad he's in town, though. I've never seen a character with such a zest and hunger for fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/1600/DSCN2429.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/400/DSCN2429.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The gang at Thirsty Bear: Paul's 1st day.&lt;br /&gt;Clockwise from left: Bebs, Paul, Joe, Bic, Raffy, JJ, Carol, and moi&lt;br /&gt;(Side note: goodness, I'm so &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kuba&lt;/span&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/1600/DSCN2431.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/400/DSCN2431.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Bebster and Paulacious, five years after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/400/DSCN2434.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Moving on to Voda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/1600/DSCN2435.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/400/DSCN2435.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The reunion.&lt;br /&gt;(Check out Joe's slutty pose. Wow legs).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/400/DSCN2436.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Moi, Joey, Carol and Bebs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;All other party pics &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/nikkerbockers/sets/1114037/"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I realize my blog is too small for Paul's gimmicks ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381895-112898913555870747?l=nikkerbockers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkerbockers.blogspot.com/feeds/112898913555870747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8381895&amp;postID=112898913555870747&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381895/posts/default/112898913555870747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381895/posts/default/112898913555870747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkerbockers.blogspot.com/2005/10/original-party-man-hits-sf.html' title='The original party man hits SF.'/><author><name>nikkerbockers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/35/2376/400/DSCN5753.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381895.post-112865821376251278</id><published>2005-10-07T16:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-08T03:06:17.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Surprise, Ed!</title><content type='html'>I loooove surprises. Especially good ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other night, our good friend Fe gathered the group to surprise her hubby Edward on his 38th birthday. Haha, he absolutely did &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt; see it coming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/1600/DSCN2409.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/400/DSCN2409.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He came in, turned on the light, and got the shock of his life.&lt;br /&gt;Surpriiiiiiiiise!!!&lt;br /&gt;Heehee. Check out the poor man's face. Classic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/1600/DSCN2408.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/400/DSCN2408.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Prequel: The gang while waiting for the birthday boy to arrive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/1600/DSCN2411.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/400/DSCN2411.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Paporma&lt;/span&gt; with pretty boy Joey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/1600/DSCN2410.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/400/DSCN2410.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mike, Raf and the Bebster... trying to hide their hunger ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/1600/DSCN2423.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/400/DSCN2423.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dessert! Mike, Em, Bebs and Fe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/1600/DSCN2425.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/400/DSCN2425.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Clockwise from left: Busog Bebs, &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;mudslidden &lt;/span&gt;moi,&lt;br /&gt;picture-ready Joan, a satisfied Fe, and what looks like a still shocked boitday boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/1600/DSCN2414.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/400/DSCN2414.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Edward lookin mighty happy.&lt;br /&gt;Really, with a Mondavi and chocolate cake,&lt;br /&gt;what more can you ask for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All photos &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/nikkerbockers/sets/1091343/"&gt;HERE.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy 38th, Edward! Hope you had as much fun as we did :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381895-112865821376251278?l=nikkerbockers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkerbockers.blogspot.com/feeds/112865821376251278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8381895&amp;postID=112865821376251278&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381895/posts/default/112865821376251278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381895/posts/default/112865821376251278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkerbockers.blogspot.com/2005/10/surprise-ed.html' title='Surprise, Ed!'/><author><name>nikkerbockers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/35/2376/400/DSCN5753.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381895.post-112832150607192344</id><published>2005-10-03T15:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-04T02:01:59.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Doing the tourist thing (again) in Vegas.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Howdy, folks! Hope everyone had a great weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still without a voice, although there &lt;em&gt;has&lt;/em&gt; been some progress with my health. The fever's definitely left, unfortunately it has now transferred to Bebs (poor baby). The cough, though, is just as obnoxious as ever, managing to intrude into my every conversation. Ayayay. In times like this, I wish I knew a bit of sign language.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that, my weekend was perfectly laidback. Bebs and I picked up dinner at Jack in the Box (bacon bacon cheeseburgers and an unhealthy portion of curly fries. Yum), and decided to stay in and catch a few DVDs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Side note: Let me just say that &lt;em&gt;Be Cool&lt;/em&gt; does NOT come close to the wit and flair of &lt;em&gt;Get Shorty. &lt;/em&gt;I'm not saying it wasn't funny (hey, with Vince Vaughn, the Rock and Cedric, how can it &lt;em&gt;not&lt;/em&gt; be hilarious?). Sadly enough, it just didn't do its predecessor justice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, this entry is getting more and more &lt;em&gt;chop suey,&lt;/em&gt; so let's move on to the photos as I promised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/1600/DSCN2357.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/400/DSCN2357.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The Venetian in all its glory.&lt;br /&gt;The foyer (below the clock) is the exact spot&lt;br /&gt;we watched the fireworks last New Year's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/400/DSCN2318.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;The museum at the Venetian on your left. Very pretty at night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/400/DSCN2345.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;One of the singing boatsmen and his gondola&lt;br /&gt;inside the Venetian. Bebs and I should do this next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/400/DSCN2342.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Strawberry shortcake, anyone?&lt;br /&gt;If Bebo shares, that is ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/1600/DSCN2358.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/400/DSCN2358.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Treasure Island.&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, the other pictures taken by those nice tourists were blurry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/400/DSCN2293.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;About to enter the spectacular Wynn Hotel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/400/DSCN2307.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Check out the gi-normous flower fruits&lt;br /&gt;that greet you when you enter the Wynn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/1600/DSCN2310.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/400/DSCN2310.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Excellent lanterns. Very beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/400/DSCN2316.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;By the waterfalls at the Wynn. Picture perfect.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much more photos here, I just need to label them during my free time.&lt;br /&gt;Have an awesome week everyone :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381895-112832150607192344?l=nikkerbockers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkerbockers.blogspot.com/feeds/112832150607192344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8381895&amp;postID=112832150607192344&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381895/posts/default/112832150607192344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381895/posts/default/112832150607192344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkerbockers.blogspot.com/2005/10/doing-tourist-thing-again-in-vegas.html' title='Doing the tourist thing (again) in Vegas.'/><author><name>nikkerbockers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/35/2376/400/DSCN5753.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381895.post-112806731186886451</id><published>2005-09-29T15:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-01T09:14:28.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Got sniffles?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;My health has called for a timeout.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm currently down with a bit of the flu, evidenced by two trash bins worth of green gooey phlegm (gross...), and a growing dependency on Vicks cough syrup. To my memory, I may have already chugged two bottles to date.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and my voice is shot. That's the awful part. I would have gotten away with the slight fever and cough, but without a voice, I can't even take work calls. Good thing the Bebster's been game enough to answer them for me. He's been willing to drop by the office for a few hours and man the phones while I do the rest of the dirty work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come to think of it, he's been so good with all the other things. Package mailouts, flyering and saturation... He's been so &lt;em&gt;gung ho&lt;/em&gt; with work and soooo supportive. For that I am grateful. I don't think I could have made it through the roadshow &lt;em&gt;and&lt;/em&gt; the aftermath without him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, enough drama. I've got pictures! These were taken from our last trip to Southern California (Read: free time in-between events).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/1600/DSCN2192.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/400/DSCN2192.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kodak Theater at night. Pretty, huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/1600/DSCN2216.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/400/DSCN2216.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Bebster and I on Hollywood Ave (yet again).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/1600/DSCN2226.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/400/DSCN2226.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We finally found Griffith Park! Kewlness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/1600/DSCN2272.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/400/DSCN2272.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A Dave Matthews tribute band we caught&lt;br /&gt;in one of the bars at the Gaslamp District in San Diego.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got tons more photos &lt;a href="http://www.dotphoto.com/Go.asp?l=nikkerbockers&amp;P=&amp;amp;AID=2845577&amp;amp;T=1"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;, so feel free to browse. I'll post my favorite pics from Vegas in my next entry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have an awesome weekend folks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381895-112806731186886451?l=nikkerbockers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkerbockers.blogspot.com/feeds/112806731186886451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8381895&amp;postID=112806731186886451&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381895/posts/default/112806731186886451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381895/posts/default/112806731186886451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkerbockers.blogspot.com/2005/09/got-sniffles.html' title='Got sniffles?'/><author><name>nikkerbockers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/35/2376/400/DSCN5753.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381895.post-112743144714298069</id><published>2005-09-23T07:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-24T17:05:40.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Opa!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Was re-reading my last entry and boy, was I upset.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry bout that, folks. I guess I just needed to vent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, moving on to happy thoughts... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As promised, here's my first batch of pics:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dotphoto.com/Go.asp?l=nikkerbockers&amp;P=&amp;amp;AID=2847434&amp;T=1"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/400/DSCN2087.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Click on photo to view entire album&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taken at the Belmont Greek Festival on Sept. 5th.&lt;br /&gt;Real fun experience, way cool church.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to the Guingonas for taking us :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381895-112743144714298069?l=nikkerbockers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkerbockers.blogspot.com/feeds/112743144714298069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8381895&amp;postID=112743144714298069&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381895/posts/default/112743144714298069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381895/posts/default/112743144714298069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkerbockers.blogspot.com/2005/09/opa.html' title='Opa!'/><author><name>nikkerbockers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/35/2376/400/DSCN5753.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381895.post-112737022862898276</id><published>2005-09-22T14:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-22T14:28:13.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Indignantly yours,</title><content type='html'>I was going to post my new photos today, till my chat with an old friend a few minutes ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart broke. Unbelievable, some people. I can't believe we can be so cruel, and heartless, and insensitive, and WITHOUT LOVE to those closest to us. What is wrong with us?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So a mistake was made. And yes, so let's call it what it is:&lt;br /&gt;Sin. Offense. A failing. Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;It is what it is. It was what it was. It happened, it was done, and there were consequences. By no means am I making light of the whole thing and calling the act trivial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The point is, it didn't &lt;em&gt;end&lt;/em&gt; there. Forgiveness was asked, and God gave it. As he &lt;em&gt;always &lt;/em&gt;does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So haven't &lt;strong&gt;you&lt;/strong&gt; ever heard of MERCY?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If &lt;strong&gt;HE&lt;/strong&gt; whom we claim to follow shows &lt;strong&gt;us&lt;/strong&gt; forgiveness, shouldn't we then &lt;em&gt;learn&lt;/em&gt; to forgive? Besides, this isn't about the sin anymore. It &lt;em&gt;shouldn't&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;be &lt;/em&gt;about the sin anymore. And it wasn't even done unto YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, &lt;strong&gt;you&lt;/strong&gt; have NO right to pass judgment on others. NONE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a shame we act this way, and yet brand ourselves as followers of God. Sometimes I wonder what Christianity really means to us. What &lt;em&gt;does&lt;/em&gt; it mean? Is it &lt;em&gt;just&lt;/em&gt; about a bunch of rules to you? Doing what's told you? &lt;em&gt;Not &lt;/em&gt;doing what's &lt;em&gt;bad&lt;/em&gt;? Showing others what's right and wrong, good and evil? Is that ALL there is to Christianity? Taking sides?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haven't &lt;strong&gt;you &lt;/strong&gt;heard of GRACE?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And let me tell you, there's a reason why it's there. Unlike our delusional proud selves, God actually &lt;strong&gt;knows&lt;/strong&gt; we're sinners. That we're weak, prone to evil, and we fail. But because of Jesus we &lt;strong&gt;have&lt;/strong&gt; hope. That we can actually be better than ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANK GOD THERE'S HOPE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THAT'S why He gives us grace.&lt;br /&gt;And THAT'S why we need it.&lt;br /&gt;THAT'S why &lt;strong&gt;we&lt;/strong&gt; ought to GIVE it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm no saint, honey. And neither are you.&lt;br /&gt;You claim to know Jesus, and yet you've done this so many times before.&lt;br /&gt;To me. To others. And still it continues.&lt;br /&gt;Time is way too short to keep believing you're own little lie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So PLEASE&lt;br /&gt;Get off your HIGH HORSE&lt;br /&gt;and please, please&lt;br /&gt;for the love of God&lt;br /&gt;PLEASE&lt;br /&gt;WAKE UP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381895-112737022862898276?l=nikkerbockers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkerbockers.blogspot.com/feeds/112737022862898276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8381895&amp;postID=112737022862898276&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381895/posts/default/112737022862898276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381895/posts/default/112737022862898276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkerbockers.blogspot.com/2005/09/indignantly-yours.html' title='Indignantly yours,'/><author><name>nikkerbockers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/35/2376/400/DSCN5753.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381895.post-112703232444869491</id><published>2005-09-18T16:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-18T16:33:05.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Two weeks have gone.&lt;br /&gt;One more day, and I'm back in San Fo (Boy, do I miss home...)&lt;br /&gt;It's been a good trip though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As promised, photos when I get home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope everyone's doin well. See ya'll soon :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381895-112703232444869491?l=nikkerbockers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkerbockers.blogspot.com/feeds/112703232444869491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8381895&amp;postID=112703232444869491&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381895/posts/default/112703232444869491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381895/posts/default/112703232444869491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkerbockers.blogspot.com/2005/09/two-weeks-have-gone.html' title=''/><author><name>nikkerbockers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/35/2376/400/DSCN5753.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381895.post-112660673369842535</id><published>2005-09-13T18:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-13T18:18:53.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'>More alive than ever.</title><content type='html'>Okay, three more shows and I should be home.&lt;br /&gt;Things should go back to normal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just one thing, though:&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;strong&gt;will&lt;/strong&gt; be back.&lt;br /&gt;And this time, with a vengeance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have been warned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381895-112660673369842535?l=nikkerbockers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkerbockers.blogspot.com/feeds/112660673369842535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8381895&amp;postID=112660673369842535&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381895/posts/default/112660673369842535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381895/posts/default/112660673369842535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkerbockers.blogspot.com/2005/09/more-alive-than-ever.html' title='More alive than ever.'/><author><name>nikkerbockers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/35/2376/400/DSCN5753.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381895.post-112616605773187690</id><published>2005-09-08T15:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-08T16:12:18.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm still alive!</title><content type='html'>Yes, I am still here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The roadshow has started and I've already gone through two events in two cities two hours away from each other. Really, there hasn't been any time to blog. I get home at midnight, get up the next day and am already burning the lines contacting my attendees. It's been my sched the past few days, and it'll be my routine till next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got a handful of shows left, but I promise to post something more decently when I get back. And pictures, too, ofcourse ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then, chew on this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A million footsteps, this left foot drags behind my right&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But I keep walking, from daybreak 'til the falling night&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And as days turn into weeks and years &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And years turn into lifetimes&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I just keep walking, like I've been walking for a thousand years&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Walk away in emptiness, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;walk away in sorrow,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Walk away from yesterday, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;walk away tomorrow&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If you're walking to escape, to escape from your affliction&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You'd be walking in a great circle, a circle of addiction&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Did you ever wonder what you'd been carrying since the world was black?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You see yourself in a looking glass with a tombstone on your back&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Walk away in emptiness, walk away in sorrow,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Walk away from yesterday, walk away tomorrow,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Walk away in anger, walk away in pain&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Walk away from life itself, walk into the rain&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Now I’m suspended between my darkest fears and dearest hope&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yes I’ve been walking, now I’m hanging from a dead man's rope&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;With hell below me, and heaven in the sky above&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I’ve been walking, I’ve been walking away from Jesus' love&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Walk away in emptiness, walk away in sorrow,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Walk away from yesterday, walk away tomorrow,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Walk away in anger, walk away in pain&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Walk away from life itself, walk into the rain&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;All this wandering has led me to this place&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Inside the well of my memory, sweet rain of forgiveness&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I’m just hanging here in space&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The shadows fall&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Around my bed&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;When the hand of an angel,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The hand of an angel is reaching down above my bed&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;All this wandering have led me to this place&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Inside the well of my memory, sweet rain of forgiveness&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Now I’m walking in his grace&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I’m walking in His footsteps&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Walking in His footsteps,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Walking in His footsteps&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;All the days of my life I will walk with you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;All the days of my life I will talk with you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;All the days of my life I will share with you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;All the days of my life I will bear with you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Walk away from emptiness, walk away from sorrow,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Walk away from yesterday, walk away tomorrow,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Walk away from anger, walk away from pain&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Walk away from anguish, walk into the rain.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Beautiful and moving words from one modern-day philosopher whose music I truly enjoy... &lt;em&gt;Dead Man's Rope&lt;/em&gt; by &lt;strong&gt;Sting&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you haven't gotten his &lt;a href="http://www.musicomh.com/albums/sting.htm"&gt;latest CD&lt;/a&gt; yet, get it already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381895-112616605773187690?l=nikkerbockers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkerbockers.blogspot.com/feeds/112616605773187690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8381895&amp;postID=112616605773187690&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381895/posts/default/112616605773187690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381895/posts/default/112616605773187690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkerbockers.blogspot.com/2005/09/im-still-alive.html' title='I&apos;m still alive!'/><author><name>nikkerbockers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/35/2376/400/DSCN5753.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381895.post-112538796825187862</id><published>2005-08-30T15:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-31T03:51:45.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kapoy...</title><content type='html'>The question isn't what to do, but what to do &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;first.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Event invitations: check.&lt;br /&gt;Postage for mailing: check.&lt;br /&gt;Supplies purchase: check.&lt;br /&gt;Email replies: check.&lt;br /&gt;...all 116 of them: not quite.&lt;br /&gt;Bills: check.&lt;br /&gt;Bookings: check.&lt;br /&gt;Sanity: Well... &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Still&lt;/span&gt; there, but dying a slow death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think I'll ever run out of things to do. Should be a good thing, except that there is just &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;way &lt;/span&gt;too many things on my plate right now. So much so that I had to forego lunch just to get all of the above squared away. Third meal I've missed now in lieu of that four letter word: work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come to think of it, I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;have&lt;/span&gt; been missing out on a lot lately... rest, sleep, sanity, joy. Eight hours of work doesn't seem to be enough anymore. I'm not even counting obligations at home yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugh. I've become &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that &lt;/span&gt;kind of person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381895-112538796825187862?l=nikkerbockers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkerbockers.blogspot.com/feeds/112538796825187862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8381895&amp;postID=112538796825187862&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381895/posts/default/112538796825187862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381895/posts/default/112538796825187862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkerbockers.blogspot.com/2005/08/kapoy.html' title='Kapoy...'/><author><name>nikkerbockers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/35/2376/400/DSCN5753.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381895.post-111332887324488615</id><published>2005-08-27T02:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-30T15:50:05.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A bit of a plug...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/35/2376/1024/metropolitan%20dollar%20ad%20a%20day.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/35/2376/400/metropolitan%20dollar%20ad%20a%20day.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;PURCHASE YOUR VERY OWN HIGH-RISE CONDO &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;RIGHT ACROSS ROCKWELL, MAKATI, PHILIPPINES &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FOR AS LOW AS $250 A MONTH!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JOIN US AT OUR US WEST COAST ROADSHOW:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;SACRAMENTO, CA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tuesday, 06-Sep-05&lt;br /&gt;7:00 PM&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Venue:&lt;/span&gt; HOLIDAY INN&lt;br /&gt;300 J STREET&lt;br /&gt;SACRAMENTO, CA 95814&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;BURLINGAME, CA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wednesday, 07-Sep-05&lt;br /&gt;7:00 PM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Venue:&lt;/span&gt; HYATT BURLINGAME&lt;br /&gt;1333 Bayshore Highway,&lt;br /&gt;Burlingame, California 94010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;SAN JOSE, CA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thursday, 08-Sep-05&lt;br /&gt;7:00 PM &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Venue:&lt;/span&gt; SAN JOSE MARRIOTT&lt;br /&gt;301 S MARKET ST&lt;br /&gt;SAN JOSE, CA 95113&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;VALLEJO, CA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Friday, 09-Sep-05&lt;br /&gt;7:00 PM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Venue:&lt;/span&gt; HOLIDAY INN&lt;br /&gt;1000 Fairgrounds Drive,&lt;br /&gt;Vallejo, California 94589&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;LOS ANGELES, CA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Monday, 12-Sep-05&lt;br /&gt;7:00 PM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Venue:&lt;/span&gt; MARRIOTT LOS ANGELES DOWNTOWN&lt;br /&gt;333 South Figueroa Street&lt;br /&gt;Los Angeles, CA 90071&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;RIVERSIDE, CA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tuesday, 13-Sep-05&lt;br /&gt;7:00 PM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Venue:&lt;/span&gt; MARRIOTT RIVERSIDE&lt;br /&gt;3400 Market Street&lt;br /&gt;Riverside, CA 92501&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;NATIONAL CITY, CA&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thursday, 15-Sep-05&lt;br /&gt;7:00 PM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Venue:&lt;/span&gt; HOLIDAY INN, NATIONAL CITY&lt;br /&gt;700 National City Blvd&lt;br /&gt;National City, CA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;LAS VEGAS, NV&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Saturday, 17-Sep-05&lt;br /&gt;4:00 PM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Venue:&lt;/span&gt; LAS VEGAS MARRIOTT SUITES&lt;br /&gt;325 Convention Center Drive&lt;br /&gt;Las Vegas, NV 89109&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;RSVP:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(866) PHIL-TWN (7445-896),&lt;br /&gt;(650) 787-1687,&lt;br /&gt;Or email &lt;a href="mailto:philtown@sbcglobal.net"&gt;philtown@sbcglobal.net&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Visit &lt;a href="http://www.philtown.net"&gt;www.philtown.net&lt;/a&gt; for project details. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need warm bodies, people! And buyers too, ofcourse ;)&lt;br /&gt;Please do join us. It should be fun.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381895-111332887324488615?l=nikkerbockers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkerbockers.blogspot.com/feeds/111332887324488615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8381895&amp;postID=111332887324488615&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381895/posts/default/111332887324488615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381895/posts/default/111332887324488615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkerbockers.blogspot.com/2005/08/bit-of-plug.html' title='A bit of a plug...'/><author><name>nikkerbockers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/35/2376/400/DSCN5753.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381895.post-112491055809719044</id><published>2005-08-25T02:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-25T03:09:18.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bharwanis in Napa</title><content type='html'>It was the perfect time to whisk the visiting Bharwanis away from their shopping marathon and take them to Napa for some wine and cheese. We took them to two of our favorite wineries, &lt;a href="http://www.vsattui.com/"&gt;Vi Sattui&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.niebaum-coppola.com/site.php"&gt;Niebaum Coppola&lt;/a&gt;, and spent a relaxing Saturday enjoying the scenery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Check out ze pics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.dotphoto.com/Go.asp?l=nikkerbockers&amp;P=&amp;amp;AID=2750539&amp;T=1"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/400/DSCN2007.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381895-112491055809719044?l=nikkerbockers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkerbockers.blogspot.com/feeds/112491055809719044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8381895&amp;postID=112491055809719044&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381895/posts/default/112491055809719044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381895/posts/default/112491055809719044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkerbockers.blogspot.com/2005/08/bharwanis-in-napa.html' title='Bharwanis in Napa'/><author><name>nikkerbockers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/35/2376/400/DSCN5753.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381895.post-112474241022427958</id><published>2005-08-22T17:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-23T17:09:47.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy birthday babe!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/1600/DSCN19841.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/400/DSCN19841.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Bebster turns 31 today. Woohoo! I just succeeded in pulling off his surprise party last Saturday, with the help of family and friends. I've actually thrown him two other surprise bashes in the past, but he always seemed to find out about it before they happened. Since then, I swore I'd pull &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the &lt;/span&gt;ultimate surprise on him, and hoped against hope it would be this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He seriously had no clue. Hee hee. I had Pastor Ed call for an "urgent meeting" at the new Center, and got all our friends to gather before we arrived. Everyone who dearly mattered to him was there. His bestfriends honored him and his mom gave a few touching words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was perfect. They were all so generous too; they brought so much food, while my inlaws prepared their Indian specialty dishes. Yum. I gotta learn how to make those Kebabs and Curry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was worried he might have gotten suspicious with his mom and sis constantly poking me and whispering about the plans. Not to mention all the cooking we were doing, and the fact that it &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;had&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;to be done before Saturday. A lot of other details came into play that made the surprise a little more complicated (and STRESSFUL) than I had hoped, but in the end it all worked out. Thank God for all that event management experience from my PR days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, I was too exhausted to take pictures, so I'll leave it to the others to send me what they have. Will post them when they come.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381895-112474241022427958?l=nikkerbockers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkerbockers.blogspot.com/feeds/112474241022427958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8381895&amp;postID=112474241022427958&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381895/posts/default/112474241022427958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381895/posts/default/112474241022427958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkerbockers.blogspot.com/2005/08/happy-birthday-babe.html' title='Happy birthday babe!'/><author><name>nikkerbockers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/35/2376/400/DSCN5753.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381895.post-112453314607776168</id><published>2005-08-20T18:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-23T03:09:06.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Coldplay LIVE.</title><content type='html'>Watched Coldplay a few hours ago at the Shoreline Amphitheatre, and they were absolutely ROCKING. I love this band. The concert was just excellent. Awesome video direction, impressive gimmicks, and that Chris Martin... Oh man. Great falsetto, wonderful singing, and oh, so funny. Quite the charming Brit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Downsides:&lt;br /&gt;- The concert was pegged to start at 730pm, but Coldplay came out at 930pm. Concerts don't usually start &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt; late here, so the wait was loooooong. And chilly (The gig was outdoors).&lt;br /&gt;- Who &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;was&lt;/span&gt; that horrid opening act? The male vocalist was alright, but the chick was a disappointment. She must have been nervous, I don't know. But her vibrato was all over the place. Then again, they just opened for Coldplay, so that must count for something...&lt;br /&gt;- I didn't bring my camera. Sniff. Terribly missed out on SO MANY photo opportunities. The night sky was clear and beautiful tonight too. Tsk, tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, the concert was awesome. I totally enjoyed it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Come on, yeah&lt;br /&gt;Oh, oh yeah&lt;br /&gt;Come on yeah&lt;br /&gt;You know everything's not lost&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta hit the sack now. It's a big day tomorrow, but I'll tell you all about it later. ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381895-112453314607776168?l=nikkerbockers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkerbockers.blogspot.com/feeds/112453314607776168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8381895&amp;postID=112453314607776168&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381895/posts/default/112453314607776168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381895/posts/default/112453314607776168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkerbockers.blogspot.com/2005/08/coldplay-live.html' title='Coldplay LIVE.'/><author><name>nikkerbockers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/35/2376/400/DSCN5753.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381895.post-112432288799302197</id><published>2005-08-18T07:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-18T13:07:38.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Bharwanis invade California.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Hey ho people,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quite delayed, but here are pics of the Bharwani vacation-cum-reunion (all over) California.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a warning: It's four pages worth of images, AND I'm hardly in half of them, seeing that someone's gotta be the official photographer. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I know some of you are already disappointed. Haha. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Click on the pic to view the rest of the album.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a title="Click on this pic to view the entire album" href="http://www.dotphoto.com/Go.asp?l=nikkerbockers&amp;P=&amp;amp;AID=2727595&amp;T=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/400/DSCN19212.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bebs and me at the Kodak Theater in LA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381895-112432288799302197?l=nikkerbockers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkerbockers.blogspot.com/feeds/112432288799302197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8381895&amp;postID=112432288799302197&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381895/posts/default/112432288799302197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381895/posts/default/112432288799302197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkerbockers.blogspot.com/2005/08/bharwanis-invade-california.html' title='The Bharwanis invade California.'/><author><name>nikkerbockers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/35/2376/400/DSCN5753.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381895.post-112399520543928796</id><published>2005-08-14T12:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-14T12:53:25.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>We're currently on the road back from LA, my third trip this month. This time though, it was for the benefit of my inlaws who wanted to meet up with the Bharwani clan based in Southern Cal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ironically, in Bebo's five years of residence here, he's never once hooked up with any of them. And so this trip was both our introduction to family we never knew we had. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty cool. And all this time we thought we were alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, still an hour to go before we reach home. I'll post pics from our weekend soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381895-112399520543928796?l=nikkerbockers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkerbockers.blogspot.com/feeds/112399520543928796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8381895&amp;postID=112399520543928796&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381895/posts/default/112399520543928796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381895/posts/default/112399520543928796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkerbockers.blogspot.com/2005/08/were-currently-on-road-back-from-la-my.html' title=''/><author><name>nikkerbockers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/35/2376/400/DSCN5753.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381895.post-112353581087442457</id><published>2005-08-09T03:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-09T06:29:31.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'>On family, and that second wind.</title><content type='html'>My inlaws are in town. Arrived last night and are bunking at the Bharwani pad for the next three weeks. That's Bebo's mom, aunt, sis and four-year-old niece, along with their &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sangkatutak na maletas, kikay &lt;/span&gt;kits&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pasalubongs&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Based on last night's living conditions, I can tell you that we have temporarily junked form over function to accommodate two queen aerobeds, luggage of all colors and sizes lining up our walls, and the wide array of shoes tiling the kitchen floor. I seriously have never seen so much stuff in our studio before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's absolutely great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see, I'm one of the fortunate few blessed with a wonderful extended family. You always seem to hear about inlaws invading your married life and making it their goal to make you miserable. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Not&lt;/span&gt; the case with me, though. Bebs' family is a kind-hearted, supportive and generous bunch. Not to mention FUNNY. His mom is a riot. She cracks me (and everyone else) up, and she doesn't even know it. Amazing. She's definitely a keeper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm glad they're here. Both our families have been such an encouragement these past few weeks, I'm just truly grateful for the support. This "crazy stuff" that's happened really dampened our spirits for a while, but the Minister of souls pulled through for us--as He always does. He spoke His Truth, comforted us in our time of need, and now he sends family to root us on to continue the race.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for me, I'm back on my feet again. Got my groove back, and raring to have a go at it. This year ahead will be an amazing ride. I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;know&lt;/span&gt; it. I'm not sure &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;where&lt;/span&gt; it'll take Bebs and me, but I'm at peace with that now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides, I really already have everything that I need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381895-112353581087442457?l=nikkerbockers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkerbockers.blogspot.com/feeds/112353581087442457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8381895&amp;postID=112353581087442457&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381895/posts/default/112353581087442457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381895/posts/default/112353581087442457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkerbockers.blogspot.com/2005/08/on-family-and-that-second-wind.html' title='On family, and that second wind.'/><author><name>nikkerbockers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/35/2376/400/DSCN5753.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381895.post-112328335003493252</id><published>2005-08-06T06:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-06T07:13:49.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stress on high doses.</title><content type='html'>Man, this week has been crazy. And I notice I seem to keep saying that lately. The days have just been getting faster and faster. Busier and busier. One after the other. All of the urgent and important you can possibly think of, &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;piling one on top of the other. Like it's not going to end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like life throwing curve balls at you. On fast forward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's not like you can put any of them off. Everything demands attention; everything needs to be done. You'd think Friday would serve as a &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;pause &lt;/span&gt;button till the following work week arrives, but no. Something had to have a deadline today. In fact, everything's got a deadline. Everything's &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt; deadline.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man. When it rains, it sure pours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="content" style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;And sweet, sweet&lt;br /&gt;sweet surrender&lt;br /&gt;is all that I have to give...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381895-112328335003493252?l=nikkerbockers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkerbockers.blogspot.com/feeds/112328335003493252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8381895&amp;postID=112328335003493252&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381895/posts/default/112328335003493252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381895/posts/default/112328335003493252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkerbockers.blogspot.com/2005/08/stress-on-high-doses.html' title='Stress on high doses.'/><author><name>nikkerbockers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/35/2376/400/DSCN5753.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381895.post-112292600369053065</id><published>2005-08-02T03:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-10T03:11:09.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Capping off the SoCal experience.</title><content type='html'>The bad news is, my camera died on our last day in San Diego, so there was no documenting our final hurrah. Nevertheless, here are visuals of our SD trip...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Click on photo to view album&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.dotphoto.com/Go.asp?l=nikkerbockers&amp;P=&amp;amp;AID=2674580&amp;T=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; cursor: pointer; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/400/DSCN1762.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The good news: I still have a few shots from last week's trip which I had forgotten to download from my camera. Click on the photo below to see them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.dotphoto.com/Go.asp?l=nikkerbockers&amp;P=&amp;AID=2674696&amp;T=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; cursor: pointer; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/400/DSCN1588.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;All photos of our SoCal trip can also be accessed &lt;a href="http://nikkerbockers.dotphoto.com/" target="_blank"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;, just choose the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Southern California&lt;/span&gt; album.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll blog more decently later, right now work is calling. Enjoy the pictures, I'll be back...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381895-112292600369053065?l=nikkerbockers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkerbockers.blogspot.com/feeds/112292600369053065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8381895&amp;postID=112292600369053065&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381895/posts/default/112292600369053065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381895/posts/default/112292600369053065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkerbockers.blogspot.com/2005/08/capping-off-socal-experience.html' title='Capping off the SoCal experience.'/><author><name>nikkerbockers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/35/2376/400/DSCN5753.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381895.post-112282663102783399</id><published>2005-07-31T12:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-01T00:35:26.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Leaving my heart in SD.</title><content type='html'>We're at some gas station right now somewhere in downtown San Diego, basically filling up before we head out to the 5 for our 8-hour drive back home. I'm going to miss this place. Bebs and I got to walk around the city more this time around, and I must say I really really like it here. Less bums downtown, better weather, and swimmable beaches!&lt;br /&gt;Ah yes, that's definitely one up from Frisco.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we should reach home at 5am, with a bit of time to freshen up for church. Till then, g'bye SD. I had a blast.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381895-112282663102783399?l=nikkerbockers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkerbockers.blogspot.com/feeds/112282663102783399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8381895&amp;postID=112282663102783399&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381895/posts/default/112282663102783399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381895/posts/default/112282663102783399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkerbockers.blogspot.com/2005/07/leaving-my-heart-in-sd.html' title='Leaving my heart in SD.'/><author><name>nikkerbockers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/35/2376/400/DSCN5753.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381895.post-112260603412009699</id><published>2005-07-29T10:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-29T11:02:48.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just venting.</title><content type='html'>Sigh. You know you're working too much when you drive back to the office after 7pm for even &lt;em&gt;more work&lt;/em&gt;. What joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm actually trying to catch up on a few things before Bebs and I drive back to San Diego later tonight for the last leg of the Expo. With all that's happened these past few days though, I'm finding myself quite reluctant on going despite my infatuation with SD. There are just way too many things to think about right now than taking an out-of-town breather (even if this trip &lt;em&gt;really is&lt;/em&gt; primarily for work).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life. What is it all for, really? Why do we even do what we do? AND WHERE IS THAT FINISH LINE? Seems such an elusive idea right now, a pipe dream...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, well. Don't mind me. I guess the road incline's starting to tire me out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381895-112260603412009699?l=nikkerbockers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkerbockers.blogspot.com/feeds/112260603412009699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8381895&amp;postID=112260603412009699&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381895/posts/default/112260603412009699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381895/posts/default/112260603412009699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkerbockers.blogspot.com/2005/07/just-venting.html' title='Just venting.'/><author><name>nikkerbockers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/35/2376/400/DSCN5753.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381895.post-112244826666373006</id><published>2005-07-27T14:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-28T06:46:15.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Experiencing SoCal.</title><content type='html'>It's been a full weekend. Much to tell, so many places seen. I feel like we've been gone so long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The short of it is, my event went well, and Bebs and I got to enjoy some quality &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;couple time&lt;/span&gt; road tripping (and beach hopping) around San Diego and Los Angeles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Received really serious news though while we were away, but that development we've rested in the hands of a Big God, so I won't bother you with the details.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I've captioned all photos, so I'll leave the storytelling to these images. Just a bit of warning, btw: It's five pages worth of shots, so make sure you've got extra time on your hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Click on photo to view entire album&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.dotphoto.com/Go.asp?l=nikkerbockers&amp;P=&amp;amp;AID=2653929&amp;T=1"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/400/DSCN1381.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381895-112244826666373006?l=nikkerbockers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkerbockers.blogspot.com/feeds/112244826666373006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8381895&amp;postID=112244826666373006&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381895/posts/default/112244826666373006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381895/posts/default/112244826666373006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkerbockers.blogspot.com/2005/07/experiencing-socal.html' title='Experiencing SoCal.'/><author><name>nikkerbockers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/35/2376/400/DSCN5753.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381895.post-112179840587426809</id><published>2005-07-20T02:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-21T01:57:34.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'>4th of July photos</title><content type='html'>Hello all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bit delayed, but I finally uploaded them.&lt;br /&gt;Without further ado, here are photos of our 4th of July weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="flickr-frame" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Click on image to view entire album&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/27325285@N00/sets/614594/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; cursor: pointer; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/400/DSCN1123.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="flickr-caption"&gt;Speaking of which, I'm heading to Los Angeles again this weekend for work, and I'm taking Bebs with me (Yay!). &lt;a href="http://www.brucehornsby.com/home.php"&gt;Bruce Hornsby&lt;/a&gt; is also having a concert in San Diego, so we're driving the extra two hours to see him. He's been a favorite of mine since Cebu days, and Bebs is an absolute big fan as well. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="flickr-caption"&gt;Incidentally, the Bebster has never been to San Diego, so this trip should be fun. I can't wait to take him to the Gaslamp District.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Will post pictures when we get back :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381895-112179840587426809?l=nikkerbockers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkerbockers.blogspot.com/feeds/112179840587426809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8381895&amp;postID=112179840587426809&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381895/posts/default/112179840587426809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381895/posts/default/112179840587426809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkerbockers.blogspot.com/2005/07/4th-of-july-photos.html' title='4th of July photos'/><author><name>nikkerbockers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/35/2376/400/DSCN5753.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381895.post-112147324389786206</id><published>2005-07-16T07:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-16T18:14:14.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Burying one's self in art.</title><content type='html'>Not really much for conversation right now. The introspective side of me has won out these past few weeks, and I can't say I'm complaining. I've been finding comfort and solace in &lt;a href="http://www.sarahmclachlan.com"&gt;Sarah Mac&lt;/a&gt; during these periods of quiet, so I'm thankful for the company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I thought I'd share some photos I took the past few weeks. Just stuff I came across which were worth capturing. Stuff that didn't need words. Anyway, here they are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dotphoto.com/Go.asp?l=nikkerbockers&amp;P=&amp;amp;AID=1871619&amp;T=1"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/400/DSCN1190.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dotphoto.com/Go.asp?l=nikkerbockers&amp;P=&amp;amp;AID=1871619&amp;T=1"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/400/DSCN1191.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dotphoto.com/Go.asp?l=nikkerbockers&amp;P=&amp;amp;AID=2623276&amp;T=1"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/400/DSCN1140.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dotphoto.com/Go.asp?l=nikkerbockers&amp;P=&amp;amp;AID=2623276&amp;T=1"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/400/spatulas.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've also uploaded a few new categories on &lt;a href="http://nikkerbockers.dotphoto.com"&gt;my photo site&lt;/a&gt;, one of which is entitled &lt;a href="http://www.dotphoto.com/Go.asp?l=nikkerbockers&amp;P=&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;AID=2328079&amp;T=1"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Families - Up Close&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;. &lt;/em&gt;I've got a favorite one there of Tito Jack and the girls, which I've posted below. Feel free to click on said photo to view the entire album.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dotphoto.com/Go.asp?l=nikkerbockers&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;P=&amp;AID=2328079&amp;amp;T=1"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7723/13/400/DSCN7801.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, I'm trying to figure out how to post the video &lt;a href="http://www.spankgranny.com"&gt;Raf&lt;/a&gt; and I made for Tito Jack's memorial service. It's about 5gigs though, so if anyone out there knows of a way, I'd gratefully appreciate the info.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm... I guess that's it for now. Do have a wonderful weekend, guys. The old Nikki should be back soon. I promise :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381895-112147324389786206?l=nikkerbockers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkerbockers.blogspot.com/feeds/112147324389786206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8381895&amp;postID=112147324389786206&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381895/posts/default/112147324389786206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381895/posts/default/112147324389786206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkerbockers.blogspot.com/2005/07/burying-ones-self-in-art.html' title='Burying one&apos;s self in art.'/><author><name>nikkerbockers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/35/2376/400/DSCN5753.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381895.post-112127885607132633</id><published>2005-07-14T02:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-14T02:56:36.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lows.</title><content type='html'>&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work booboo&lt;br /&gt;Death of a loved one&lt;br /&gt;Saying goodbye&lt;br /&gt;World turmoil&lt;br /&gt;Inner struggles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why&lt;/em&gt; questions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;When&lt;/em&gt; questions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;God&lt;/em&gt; questions&lt;br /&gt;Uncertainty&lt;br /&gt;Frustration&lt;br /&gt;And that ugly feeling of helplessness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someday all of this will serve as &lt;em&gt;change agents&lt;/em&gt; in my life.&lt;br /&gt;But right now, there is only that gray cloud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/BR&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381895-112127885607132633?l=nikkerbockers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkerbockers.blogspot.com/feeds/112127885607132633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8381895&amp;postID=112127885607132633&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381895/posts/default/112127885607132633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381895/posts/default/112127885607132633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkerbockers.blogspot.com/2005/07/lows_13.html' title='Lows.'/><author><name>nikkerbockers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/35/2376/400/DSCN5753.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381895.post-112068314052536469</id><published>2005-07-07T04:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-14T06:17:26.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bittersweet.</title><content type='html'>That's what this weekend has been.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the one hand, it was the Fourth of July holiday, a long weekend celebration which found us on a six-hour drive down Highway 5 with friends for a much-deserved R&amp;amp;R in the City of Angels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the tragic news.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A dear, dear man, whom we have considered part of our San Francisco family, had gone to be with the Lord after a two-year battle with cancer. He had passed on our first day in LA, just after we visited him and his family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll have to shelf the July 4th photos for now. This post is for my Tito Jack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a title="Tito Jack posing with the apron we got him for his birthday this year. It reads, USDA prime: tender, succulent, and naturally aged. And the BBQ's not bad either." href="http://nikkerbockers.zoto.com/user/image_detail/IMG.0.1e879895b2a892e7af533a87bc67a9ce-_CAT.27/date-desc/0-30"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://nikkerbockers.zoto.com/img/40/1e879895b2a892e7af533a87bc67a9ce-.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To the &lt;em&gt;gentle giant&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;who was just about One of the kindest &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;you'll ever meet in your lifetime:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The world truly has lost a great man. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We'll miss you, Tito Jack, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;although you're probably more alive now &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;than we'll ever be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We love you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And we'll see you soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remembering Tito Jack:&lt;br /&gt;* &lt;a href="http://nikkerbockers.zoto.com/user/lightbox/CAT.27/average_rating-desc/0-60"&gt;On his birthday&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* &lt;a href="http://nikkerbockers.blogspot.com/2004/11/gobble-gobble.html"&gt;Thanksgiving last year&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* &lt;a href="http://spankgranny.com/2005/07/13/farewell-tito-jack/"&gt;Raffy's account&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381895-112068314052536469?l=nikkerbockers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkerbockers.blogspot.com/feeds/112068314052536469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8381895&amp;postID=112068314052536469&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381895/posts/default/112068314052536469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381895/posts/default/112068314052536469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkerbockers.blogspot.com/2005/07/bittersweet_06.html' title='Bittersweet.'/><author><name>nikkerbockers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/35/2376/400/DSCN5753.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381895.post-111980596407681887</id><published>2005-06-30T03:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-30T08:08:31.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The world of royalty-free.</title><content type='html'>Call it generous. Or restless. Or simply wanting to take my craft to the next level.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever the case, I recently decided to &lt;em&gt;offer &lt;/em&gt;some of my better works to a free stock phototography website.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Click on image to lead you to stock.xchng" href="http://sxc.hu/browse.phtml?f=profile&amp;l=nikkerbock" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/35/2376/400/stock%20xchng%20-%20free%20stock%20photos%20by%20nikkerbock%206%2026%202005%2010%2003%2019%20AM1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was a little apprehensive at first, considering,&lt;br /&gt;1) You never really know where your hard work will end up;&lt;br /&gt;2) You possibly may not get the credit rightly due you, and;&lt;br /&gt;3) Who am I kidding, it's &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;gratis&lt;/strong&gt;--&lt;/em&gt;when you could be making money for it&lt;em&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After much debate, and spending huge amounts of time admiring the site's photos and studying the art, I figured, &lt;em&gt;what the hey&lt;/em&gt;, how else am I going to get my work outside of this Filipino network? My world now is way too small to be contented with the little that I've done. Besides, other stock photo sites charge fees just to be a member. I &lt;em&gt;have &lt;/em&gt;to do this if I wanna get anywhere with my camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sure enough I signed up and submitted--Oh, I don't know--a good thirty photos, maybe? Fortunately, nine of my work have now been approved, while the other twenty-somethings are still pending. You see, a group of administrators reviews your work and chooses which ones get to go on the site. This process takes a while since Lord knows how many hundreds of images they check everyday. Once it's online though, fellow photographers then rate your photos and leave comments based on your techinique, composition or whatnot. You'll also be able to track how many people download your photos, while being able to dictate your usage restrictions.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I tell you, it's exhilirating to find a Photo Permission Request on my inbox. Gone are the days when all you looked forward to were Friendster requests. hahaha. It just warms the heart to know that your work has caught the fancy of some bloke on the other side of the world.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Like the request I got this morning for &lt;a href="http://sxc.hu/browse.phtml?f=view&amp;amp;id=322087" target="_blank"&gt;this picture&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"please, image is for my desktop!thak you"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Aww, he's putting it on his desktop... Now this flattery I like :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381895-111980596407681887?l=nikkerbockers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkerbockers.blogspot.com/feeds/111980596407681887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8381895&amp;postID=111980596407681887&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381895/posts/default/111980596407681887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381895/posts/default/111980596407681887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkerbockers.blogspot.com/2005/06/world-of-royalty-free.html' title='The world of royalty-free.'/><author><name>nikkerbockers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/35/2376/400/DSCN5753.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381895.post-111989082166410852</id><published>2005-06-28T00:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-28T01:46:20.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reward to a long day of chores.</title><content type='html'>After such a fun-filled Friday night at the city, Saturday found us devoting much of the day to the unglamorous tasks of general cleaning and laundry. You can imagine what a stark contrast that must have been to the other night's activities. Needless to say, it was well worth getting (literally) down and dirty for. The pad is now spotless, dust-free and enveloped with the fresh aroma of cinnamon cider. Ah, I just love fragrance oils. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ofcourse, when you've worked hard &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;indoors&lt;/span&gt; the entire day, it's but natural to get out and unwind. Good thing Mr. Master Party Planner himself (JJ to you) called for a little &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hanging out &lt;/span&gt;at &lt;a href="http://cigarbarandgrill.com/home.htm"&gt;850 Montgomery&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...You didn't think I was going to leave the camera at home now, did you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/35/2376/1024/DSCN1049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid rgb(0, 0, 0); margin: 2px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/35/2376/400/DSCN1049.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My boys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/35/2376/1024/DSCN1051.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid rgb(0, 0, 0); margin: 2px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/35/2376/400/DSCN1051.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shaggy &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; bald, in this case, is a great combination. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/35/2376/1024/DSCN1053.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid rgb(0, 0, 0); margin: 2px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/35/2376/400/DSCN1053.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Star sighting! Julio Capatilio, Redford White, Vic Sotto and Paquito Diaz (or Chito Loyzaga?). Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/35/2376/1024/DSCN1057.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid rgb(0, 0, 0); margin: 2px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/35/2376/400/DSCN1057.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With Mike Lolololojo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/35/2376/1024/DSCN1062.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid rgb(0, 0, 0); margin: 2px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/35/2376/400/DSCN1062.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salsa with lovebirds JJ and Carol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/35/2376/1024/DSCN1052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid rgb(0, 0, 0); margin: 2px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/35/2376/400/DSCN1052.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, we're not much of a dancer, so picture &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;na lang&lt;/span&gt;. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/35/2376/1024/DSCN1065.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid rgb(0, 0, 0); margin: 2px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/35/2376/400/DSCN1065.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poster boys and girls. (Truth is, the lighting was bad so color adjustment was necessary ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381895-111989082166410852?l=nikkerbockers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkerbockers.blogspot.com/feeds/111989082166410852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8381895&amp;postID=111989082166410852&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381895/posts/default/111989082166410852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381895/posts/default/111989082166410852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkerbockers.blogspot.com/2005/06/reward-to-long-day-of-chores.html' title='Reward to a long day of chores.'/><author><name>nikkerbockers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/35/2376/400/DSCN5753.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381895.post-111972065206067450</id><published>2005-06-26T01:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-27T03:27:54.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PartEY, SF style.</title><content type='html'>PartEY is right!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a blast last night at &lt;a href="http://www.smoothasbutter.com/"&gt;Butter&lt;/a&gt; with the guys. I hardly really go clubbing, so it was a welcome change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a few occasions to celebrate:&lt;br /&gt;1) Em's birthday two days ago&lt;br /&gt;2) Owen's visit from the Philippines&lt;br /&gt;3) And well, my belated birthday (...Or probably just a self-imposed celebration ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regardless, we had a fun time. The place was bursting with beautiful people. Naturally, we did a bit of &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;sight-seeing, &lt;/span&gt;plus spent an inordinate amount of time pressuring Owen to pick up some girls. Hehe. No action there, but the teasing was well worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Incidentally, my husband got picked up on! Lol. While I was seated beside him, too. Too bad I missed it (Was in the middle of texting my mom when the whole thing happened). Would have definitely wanted to witness that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Oh my god, babe, a girl just picked me up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;[Notices that my face is sunk deep into my cellphone]&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baaaabe, I just got picked up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;[Continually taps me on the knee like a madman]&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe you missed the whole thing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha. You should've heard the excitement in his voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently, the woman came by and danced on Bebo's knee, then walked past and motioned him to leave with her. The poor Bebster simply waved in reply. Lol. By the time I looked up she had already disappeared into the crowd. Shucks, I would've wanted to see what the white chick looked like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, no pictures there, but I &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;do &lt;/span&gt;have tons of the group:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/35/2376/1024/DSCN0991.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: rgb(0,0,0) 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: rgb(0,0,0) 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: rgb(0,0,0) 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: rgb(0,0,0) 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/35/2376/400/DSCN0991.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The two boitday gels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/35/2376/1024/DSCN0994.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: rgb(0,0,0) 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: rgb(0,0,0) 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: rgb(0,0,0) 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: rgb(0,0,0) 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/35/2376/400/DSCN0994.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/35/2376/1024/DSCN0997.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: rgb(0,0,0) 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: rgb(0,0,0) 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: rgb(0,0,0) 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: rgb(0,0,0) 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/35/2376/400/DSCN0997.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girls this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/35/2376/1024/DSCN1000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: rgb(0,0,0) 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: rgb(0,0,0) 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: rgb(0,0,0) 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: rgb(0,0,0) 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/35/2376/400/DSCN1000.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at the camera, momay! With party man Owen, and Bebs &amp; Joan (in back).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/35/2376/1024/DSCN1027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: rgb(0,0,0) 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: rgb(0,0,0) 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: rgb(0,0,0) 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: rgb(0,0,0) 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/35/2376/400/DSCN1027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The birthday girl Em with Owen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/35/2376/1024/DSCN1030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: rgb(0,0,0) 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: rgb(0,0,0) 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: rgb(0,0,0) 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: rgb(0,0,0) 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/35/2376/400/DSCN1030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Bebster (all washed out) with the ladies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/35/2376/1024/DSCN1042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: rgb(0,0,0) 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: rgb(0,0,0) 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: rgb(0,0,0) 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: rgb(0,0,0) 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/35/2376/400/DSCN1042.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Resting &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;muna.&lt;/span&gt; JJ, on the other hand, seems to be feeling the groove. hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/35/2376/1024/DSCN1032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: rgb(0,0,0) 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: rgb(0,0,0) 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: rgb(0,0,0) 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: rgb(0,0,0) 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/35/2376/400/DSCN1032.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JJ and Joan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/35/2376/1024/nikki%20gigil.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/35/2376/400/nikki%20gigil.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.. Someone sure is gigil. Moi with Joan and boylet Michael.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/35/2376/1024/DSCN0999.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: rgb(0,0,0) 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: rgb(0,0,0) 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: rgb(0,0,0) 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: rgb(0,0,0) 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/35/2376/400/DSCN0999.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah yes, with my partner-in-crime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/35/2376/1024/DSCN1013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: rgb(0,0,0) 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: rgb(0,0,0) 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: rgb(0,0,0) 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: rgb(0,0,0) 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/35/2376/400/DSCN1013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Group shot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/35/2376/1024/DSCN1011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: rgb(0,0,0) 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: rgb(0,0,0) 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: rgb(0,0,0) 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: rgb(0,0,0) 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/35/2376/400/DSCN1011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another group shot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://nikkerbockers.zoto.com/user/lightbox/CAT.52/date-asc/0-90"&gt;Dozens more photos HERE! Enjoy :)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381895-111972065206067450?l=nikkerbockers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkerbockers.blogspot.com/feeds/111972065206067450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8381895&amp;postID=111972065206067450&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381895/posts/default/111972065206067450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381895/posts/default/111972065206067450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkerbockers.blogspot.com/2005/06/partey-sf-style.html' title='PartEY, SF style.'/><author><name>nikkerbockers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/35/2376/400/DSCN5753.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381895.post-111955751963316377</id><published>2005-06-24T04:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-25T02:23:40.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Work and some perks.</title><content type='html'>Well, whaddaya know... There are actually greener pastures outside of the Nokia camp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blackberry.net/products/blackberry7200/blackberry7280.shtml"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 5px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 5px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 5px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 5px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/35/2376/400/blackberry.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Yes, I have a new work phone ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A &lt;em&gt;smart phone&lt;/em&gt;, mind you. The Big Boss issued me a &lt;a href="http://www.blackberry.net/products/blackberry7200/blackberry7280.shtml"&gt;Blackberry 7280&lt;/a&gt; so as to &lt;em&gt;"have access to email while on the road"&lt;/em&gt;. Hey now, I'm definitely all for that. Besides, do I &lt;em&gt;look&lt;/em&gt; like I'd turn down unlimited wireless internet (GPRS, WAP or other)? After this, I'll never miss another Ebay auction again! Hahaha. (My husband must be having a coronary right now. hehehe). Just kidding, hon. It only means my work will be haunting me wherever I go. But who's complaining, right? I think at this point the benefits outweigh everything else. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of work, the company had a booth at the Fiesta Filipina last weekend. Talk about crowded! The Civic Center was packed with excited fans of &lt;em&gt;Wowowee&lt;/em&gt; (Don't ask me, I didn't create the name. But for the oblivious--in this case, like me--it's one of them ABS-CBN game shows). Some pinoy celebrities were present, but the event "worthy of note" (and I say this quite loosely) was the Pinoy Idol competition the Fiesta hosted late Saturday afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH.&lt;br /&gt;MY.&lt;br /&gt;GAWD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I mean, &lt;em&gt;oh my gawd&lt;/em&gt;. Now I don't mean to bash. Maybe (just maybe) there was a problem with the monitor, and the singers couldn't hear themselves at all... &lt;em&gt;Maybe&lt;/em&gt;, I don't know. But, MAN. That was tough to sit through, to say the least. I'm thinking more along the lines of &lt;strong&gt;TORTURE&lt;/strong&gt;, really... But well, best to end now before I get any hate mail from the contestants. Hehe. But yeah, it really was &lt;em&gt;something&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ironically, I was three tents away from my previous employer (can anyone say Regal Films?). Twas good to see old faces again (bosses and all), although they looked just as how I left them a year ago. I wonder what that means...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Twas quite the &lt;em&gt;long&lt;/em&gt; weekend. Got home dead tired from Day 2 of Fiesta at 630pm Sunday, found my way to the bed (read: plakda), and was out faster than you can count to ten. I actually woke up at 930am the following day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm... Note to self: Might need to revisit that last statement about benefits outweighing the work...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/35/2376/1024/DSCN0978.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/35/2376/400/DSCN0978.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Catching the early morning crowd. Trust me, it gets crazy after this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/35/2376/1024/DSCN0982.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/35/2376/400/DSCN0982.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The beautiful City Hall as backdrop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/35/2376/1024/DSCN0983.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/35/2376/400/DSCN0983.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regal babies! With former officemates Steph, Mitch and Tiff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/35/2376/1024/DSCN0984.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/35/2376/400/DSCN0984.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holding the fort with laptop (and Pringles) as company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/35/2376/1024/DSCN0988.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/35/2376/400/DSCN0988.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, hey! Bumped into Louie just when we were packing up. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381895-111955751963316377?l=nikkerbockers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkerbockers.blogspot.com/feeds/111955751963316377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8381895&amp;postID=111955751963316377&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381895/posts/default/111955751963316377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381895/posts/default/111955751963316377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkerbockers.blogspot.com/2005/06/work-and-some-perks.html' title='Work and some perks.'/><author><name>nikkerbockers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/35/2376/400/DSCN5753.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381895.post-111934080968574590</id><published>2005-06-21T15:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-22T02:41:50.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Post-Birthday entry.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Yo ho ho,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Nikker is back! And a bright and feisty 27-year-old at that. Yeehaw! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for the absence, friends; It's been a supremely crazy work schedule. And my birthday wasn't bad either. ;) My darling hubby took me out for some eat-all-you-can ribs (my fave) for lunch at a &lt;em&gt;Mom&amp;Pop&lt;/em&gt; resto he discovered on the net. Then he hosted an intimate Strawberry&amp;amp;Nutella crepe party for me at J's pad that evening, where Bebs and I cooked &lt;em&gt;atleast&lt;/em&gt; ten sinfully glorious crepes for our closest of friends. Somewhere in between, we got to enjoy the perfect afternoon weather by the pool, hung out at Bebo's &lt;a href="http://www.gelbmusic.com"&gt;favorite music store&lt;/a&gt; (where he drooled over a few of his dream basses), and watched &lt;a href="www.batmanbegins.com"&gt;Batman Begins&lt;/a&gt; (which was AWESOME, btw. Christian Bale rocks! And quite the hottie too. hehe). Absolutely a birthday well spent. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naturally, I've got pictures to immortalize my special event:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/35/2376/1024/DSCN0914.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/35/2376/400/DSCN0914.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ze boitday gel and her man (whistling like nobody's business. hehe) on ze way to get some ribs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/35/2376/1024/DSCN0915.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/35/2376/400/DSCN0915.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My reaction when Bebs told me he forgot the directions to the Ribs place at home. hwehwehwe. (No worries, we found the resto after a trusty call to 411).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/35/2376/1024/DSCN0907.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/35/2376/400/DSCN0907.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Bebster at &lt;a href="http://www.gelbmusic.com"&gt;Gelb&lt;/a&gt;. Check out the look of drool in his eyes (if there is such a thing).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/35/2376/1024/DSCN0909.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/35/2376/400/DSCN0909.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's a Rob Allen, baby! Acoustic fretless at its best (or one of them, atleast).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/35/2376/1024/DSCN0910.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/35/2376/400/DSCN0910.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We almost missed Batman Begins for this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/35/2376/1024/DSCN0917.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/35/2376/400/DSCN0917.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swimming! An afternoon to ourselves by the pool at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/35/2376/1024/DSCN0924.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/35/2376/400/DSCN0924.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A photo op before we look like one of them wet ducks. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/35/2376/1024/DSCN0954.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/35/2376/400/DSCN0954.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a bit of time on my hands after swimming, so I took the opportunity to capture the beauty of &lt;a href="http://www.woodlakeanchor.com/html/woodlake-anchor-woodlake.html"&gt;Woodlake&lt;/a&gt;, our home for about ten months now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/35/2376/1024/DSCN0950.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/35/2376/400/DSCN0950.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How the greens look at 6pm. Don't you just love summer? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/35/2376/1024/DSCN0947.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/35/2376/400/DSCN0947.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the little cement islands by the lake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/35/2376/1024/DSCN0940.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/35/2376/400/DSCN0940.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah yes, this is the life. I seriously love this place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/35/2376/1024/DSCN0933.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/35/2376/400/DSCN0933.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A duckie (or mallard, rather) in its element.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/35/2376/1024/DSCN0935.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/35/2376/400/DSCN0935.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The little island on the left is what we have dubbed &lt;em&gt;Bebs' new office. &lt;/em&gt;He comes here on some afternoons with powerbook and cellphone in tow, and simply does the rest of his work from here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/35/2376/1024/DSCN0959.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/35/2376/400/DSCN0959.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erm... This is what's left of the Strawberry&amp;Nutella crepe. Obviously our friends loved it. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had such a blast! Big thanks to all those who greeted me via Friendster, emails and text. Truly appreciate the greets, guys. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Lastly, let me leave you with a strip I have entitled, &lt;em&gt;Color me happy. &lt;/em&gt;Thanks to my Bebs for such an awesome birthday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I can't tell you all enough how good I have it :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/35/2376/1024/DSCN0900.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/35/2376/400/DSCN0900.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/35/2376/1024/DSCN0895.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/35/2376/400/DSCN0895.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/35/2376/1024/DSCN0896.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/35/2376/400/DSCN0896.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/35/2376/1024/DSCN0897.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/35/2376/400/DSCN0897.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/35/2376/1024/DSCN0898.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/35/2376/400/DSCN0898.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381895-111934080968574590?l=nikkerbockers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkerbockers.blogspot.com/feeds/111934080968574590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8381895&amp;postID=111934080968574590&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381895/posts/default/111934080968574590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381895/posts/default/111934080968574590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkerbockers.blogspot.com/2005/06/post-birthday-entry.html' title='Post-Birthday entry.'/><author><name>nikkerbockers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/35/2376/400/DSCN5753.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381895.post-111895570718418605</id><published>2005-06-17T05:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-17T15:54:40.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Forget Mr. Hawaiian Tropic; You can aim higher!</title><content type='html'>Good grief, what has this world come to?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.timbomb.net/ab/nobel/nobelabs.html" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/35/2376/400/Nobel%20Prize%20Committee%20Adds%20%27Most%20Ripped%20Abs%27%20Category%206%2016%202005%202%2001%2017%20PM.jpg" border="0" title="Click on the image to read this ridiculous article"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Thanks to Pow for the link (That's boxer-writer-handsome BACHELOR Pow for you;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; He who, one day, aspires to win the prize himself. hehe) .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381895-111895570718418605?l=nikkerbockers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkerbockers.blogspot.com/feeds/111895570718418605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8381895&amp;postID=111895570718418605&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381895/posts/default/111895570718418605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381895/posts/default/111895570718418605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkerbockers.blogspot.com/2005/06/forget-mr-hawaiian-tropic-you-can-aim.html' title='Forget Mr. Hawaiian Tropic; 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Is it just me, or is my blog layout a bit messed? Strange how lately the tables don't seem to be aligned properly, when I never changed the code.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does anyone out there know what I'm talking about? Are the tables on my blog layout a little askew? Do let me know, I wanna find out if it's just my browser settings, or if other people actually see the problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks guys, appreciate the help. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381895-111889970247698265?l=nikkerbockers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkerbockers.blogspot.com/feeds/111889970247698265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8381895&amp;postID=111889970247698265&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381895/posts/default/111889970247698265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381895/posts/default/111889970247698265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkerbockers.blogspot.com/2005/06/css-trouble.html' title='CSS trouble.'/><author><name>nikkerbockers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/35/2376/400/DSCN5753.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381895.post-111856632802235136</id><published>2005-06-12T17:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-17T15:58:47.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A hectic 1st week of June.</title><content type='html'>It's been a busy week. We've never had so many guests file in and out of the studio, which consequently also means that we served our Strawberry &amp; Nutella crepe the entire week to all the visitors (Such uncanny timing too; I just &lt;em&gt;knew&lt;/em&gt; there was a reason to having perfected the dessert a few days prior).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it's hitting such an unholy hour and I still have to wake up at 6am tomorrow. So let me leave you with a few photos for now, and I promise to post something more decent next entry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Night, folks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/35/2376/1024/DSCN0860.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/35/2376/400/DSCN0860.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From left: That's Butch (Bebo's brother-in-law), Jai, Bebs, moi, Manj (Bebo's sis) and Nissie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/35/2376/1024/DSCN0867.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/35/2376/400/DSCN0867.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aww, whatta cutie! Bebs with his nephew Babu (whose real name is Haniel; He acquired the unique nickname because he was extremely hairy at birth... Apparently, the parents connected the hairy-ness to a baboon. Awww.).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/35/2376/1024/DSCN0876.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/35/2376/400/DSCN0876.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uncle Bebs proudly sings as Babu air drums. Man, this boy's seriously got good rhythm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/35/2376/1024/DSCN0839.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/35/2376/400/DSCN0839.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bebs with his sister Manj, and family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/35/2376/1024/DSCN0844.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/35/2376/400/DSCN0844.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nica, Mommy Eunice and Naia (my godchild).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/35/2376/1024/DSCN0846.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/35/2376/400/DSCN0846.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Montecillos with the Bharwanis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381895-111856632802235136?l=nikkerbockers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkerbockers.blogspot.com/feeds/111856632802235136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8381895&amp;postID=111856632802235136&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381895/posts/default/111856632802235136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381895/posts/default/111856632802235136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkerbockers.blogspot.com/2005/06/hectic-1st-week-of-june.html' title='A hectic 1st week of June.'/><author><name>nikkerbockers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/35/2376/400/DSCN5753.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381895.post-111808125444032574</id><published>2005-06-07T02:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-07T09:07:28.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Of music that inspires... and a bit of crepe.</title><content type='html'>Everyone knows Friday's not a particularly wise day to get on the road during rush hour, but we drove through Livermore anyway (a two hour drive that afternoon) for the &lt;a href="http://www.jarsofclay.com"&gt;Jars of Clay&lt;/a&gt; concert. We've actually seen them before, but they were definitely worth watching again. And sure enough they still blew me away. They left their bassist and drummer home this time though, so it was a quieter, more intimate set. Awesome nonetheless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The nice thing was, we got to talk to the band after the show! Dan Haseltine (the vocalist) remembered one of my good friends from their recent Manila concert (he was one of the organizers) so we had something to converse about... for all of two minutes. hehe. They signed our CDs as well and we got a picture in. Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a title="Click on picture to view the entire album" href="http://nikkerbockers.zoto.com/user/lightbox/CAT.47/average_rating-desc/0-30"&gt;&lt;img title="Click on THIS PHOTO to view entire album :)" alt="" src="http://nikkerbockers.zoto.com/img/40/8c9516f3ede286c57041337e13281bcf-.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since the gig, I've been listening to their new CD, &lt;a href="http://shopping.yahoo.com/p:Redemption%20Songs:1922091077;_ylt=AmbCex6CxCeY0z_rfj2LpqFUvQcF;_ylu=X3oDMTBuY2xwMHQyBF9zAzk1OTUxMTEzBHNlYwNhcnRmZWF0"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Redemption Songs&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, non-stop the past two days. For those of you who haven't come across it yet, it's a collection of beautiful ancient hymns set to modern music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I may have always loved the Standards, but admittedly never really gave centuries-old church tunes the time of day till this album. Interesting to note that what people sang about hundreds of years ago imbibe a message still so applicable today. Songs that speak of a Hope and a Future &lt;em&gt;despite&lt;/em&gt; surrounding circumstances. As Dan described it, it's the Hope that keeps you restless and &lt;em&gt;forward-looking;&lt;/em&gt; and yet it is &lt;em&gt;that same Hope&lt;/em&gt; that gives you peace. Amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;When sins and fears prevailing rise&lt;br /&gt;And fainting hope almost expires&lt;br /&gt;Jesus to Thee I lift my eyes&lt;br /&gt;To Thee I breathe my soul's desires&lt;br /&gt;Are You not mine, my living Lord&lt;br /&gt;And can my hope, my comfort die&lt;br /&gt;Fixed on the everlasting word&lt;br /&gt;That word which built the earth and sky...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;- &lt;/em&gt;Excerpt from &lt;em&gt;Jesus I lift my Eyes&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get yourself a copy of the album and read through the words. They really are so beautifully written. Worth the $15 investment, trust me. ;) I also found the lyrics online &lt;a href="http://www.jarchives.com/discography.htm"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; for all of us netheads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;In other news:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bebs has successfully mastered my favorite dessert in the whole wide world: &lt;em&gt;strawberry &amp; nutella crepe&lt;/em&gt;! Yeba! We decided to forego dinner last night to set up the Bharwani Test Kitchen. An hour and one box of strawberries later (plus five heaping tablespoons of Nutella and a grand total of about 800 calories &lt;em&gt;each&lt;/em&gt;), we downed &lt;strong&gt;four&lt;/strong&gt; heavenly crepes without so much as a guilty bone in our body. I couldn't be any happier that night. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have an awesome week ahead, guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381895-111808125444032574?l=nikkerbockers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkerbockers.blogspot.com/feeds/111808125444032574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8381895&amp;postID=111808125444032574&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381895/posts/default/111808125444032574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381895/posts/default/111808125444032574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkerbockers.blogspot.com/2005/06/of-music-that-inspires-and-bit-of.html' title='Of music that inspires... and a bit of crepe.'/><author><name>nikkerbockers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/35/2376/400/DSCN5753.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381895.post-111783552944318073</id><published>2005-06-04T05:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-04T17:15:29.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First-hand witness of change.</title><content type='html'>Early this year I had shared about &lt;a href="http://nikkerbockers.blogspot.com/2005/01/work-and-diet-four-letter-words.html" target="_blank"&gt;a bet Bebs made with three other friends to lose 20lbs. after a given time period.&lt;/a&gt; They had initially agreed on April 1st as their deadline, but later on extended to June 1st for their own reasons (read: more time, simply put).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I don't know much about the others, but Bebs sure worked hard the past months and seriously took on the challenge of putting his physical disciplines to a test (We're big believers of the truth that if you succeed in conquering your own body--its whims, lusts, and hundred caprices--honey, you can overcome &lt;em&gt;anything&lt;/em&gt;). And by golly, let me tell you that these months were far from just being a battle of lost pounds. It was a struggle for sanity, and of life goals. The weight loss was merely the first step to achieving even bigger dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, as you know it's two days past the due date, so consider this your Official Results report. The short of it is, one of the four conceded a month before finish line, and another on the day of the official weigh-in. Which ultimately came down to a fight between the Bebster and &lt;a href="http://www.spankgranny.com/"&gt;Raffioli&lt;/a&gt;. The good news is, the last men standing finished with a tie (Congrats guys!!!), and earned for themselves the honor and respect of having overcome such a tough discipline for us 21st generation folks. Not to mention glorious new bods, and a sumptious $50 dinner at a restaurant of their choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's definitely not over yet, but let me present to you with pride the fruits of the Bebster's blood, sweat and tears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Photo taken Jan. 29, 2005&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://nikkerbockers.zoto.com/user/image_detail/IMG.0.cbacac26ddec5645d5702b10ef001db5-_CAT.0/date-desc/0-30"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://nikkerbockers.zoto.com/img/40/cbacac26ddec5645d5702b10ef001db5-.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;After&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Photo taken June 1, 2005&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://nikkerbockers.zoto.com/user/image_detail/IMG.0.452cc5936688c1eab48b5c31dc0bd62e-_CAT.0/date-desc/0-30"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://nikkerbockers.zoto.com/img/40/452cc5936688c1eab48b5c31dc0bd62e-.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I am definitely one proud momma. :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381895-111783552944318073?l=nikkerbockers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkerbockers.blogspot.com/feeds/111783552944318073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8381895&amp;postID=111783552944318073&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381895/posts/default/111783552944318073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381895/posts/default/111783552944318073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkerbockers.blogspot.com/2005/06/first-hand-witness-of-change.html' title='First-hand witness of change.'/><author><name>nikkerbockers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/35/2376/400/DSCN5753.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
