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Building on the one I did last 2009 called "My Attempt at 100", here's a list of things I'm thankful for this year.  It's surprising how I didn't need to "scrape the barrel" to reach 101. And to think the year's not yet over, so there'd be more to add later.



1. My mother got a good bill of health from her doctor re: her breast cancer up till her next check-up next year.

2. I got promoted to
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In the last company-wide award season in August, I got nominated for the "Maharlika Award". It's the ultimate leadership category for managers/executives in the company. Of course I felt honored. I just got promoted to senior manager last March 2011, so to be noticed and short-listed amongst n hundred senior managers was a feat for me. I knew how the selection and deliberation process worked 
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If recent events are to be believed, the only chance for independent films ("Indie films") to get watched a lot in local cinemas vs pirated DVDs, if it they stick to comedy. Well, that's what I think because for me, appreciation for these comparatively low-budgeted, shallow-treatment films started with Kimmy Dora, and it being an indie film seems to be still debatable. Anyway, there seems no 
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Food Adventure 1:  
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/86onovSLAGwpJqo40kBkpLcl07s/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/86onovSLAGwpJqo40kBkpLcl07s/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/ZLFT/~4/c0TLXj9yNYg" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://printed.blogspot.com/2011/07/sad-story-of-severus-snape.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0ABQH86eSp7ImA9WhdTF0Q.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5323644.post-5298688848399097036</id><published>2011-07-16T13:03:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-16T13:55:51.111+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-07-16T13:55:51.111+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Vents for Fresh Air" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="A Workday In The Life Of...Me." /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="*Sigh*" /><title>The Problems With Being a "Boss" These Days</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://printed.blogspot.com/feeds/5298688848399097036/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5323644&amp;postID=5298688848399097036" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5323644/posts/default/5298688848399097036?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5323644/posts/default/5298688848399097036?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/ZLFT/~3/z93ltj3XfNs/problems-with-being-boss-these-days.html" title="The Problems With Being a &quot;Boss&quot; These Days" /><author><name>Roderick dela Cruz</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/112416503158388043224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-Is5PMyKbWDQ/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAXk/S_ZEwvTjzzY/s512-c/photo.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><content type="html">In most traditional local companies, managers are Gods. They are obeyed at all costs, feared more than respected, and are the target of assassination attempts (both of the physical and of the character kind). They have their own rooms, have secretaries, and are pre-disposed to have ample time to do nothing for the rest of an 8-hour day. Not where I work.In the office, managers are expected to be 
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/Xin4lR-VStlkMiVQgmXW6wi3zNo/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/Xin4lR-VStlkMiVQgmXW6wi3zNo/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/ZLFT/~4/E-uheJX4zGw" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://printed.blogspot.com/2011/05/mens-hush-puppies-emit-dress-slip-ons.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUIHQnY_cSp7ImA9WhZVFks.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5323644.post-1433820482405714752</id><published>2011-05-29T18:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-29T19:12:13.849+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-05-29T19:12:13.849+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Vents for Fresh Air" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Movies" /><title>On Stranger Tides:Not a good start to a new trilogy</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://printed.blogspot.com/feeds/1433820482405714752/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5323644&amp;postID=1433820482405714752" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5323644/posts/default/1433820482405714752?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5323644/posts/default/1433820482405714752?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/ZLFT/~3/pInRUeIhZ_c/on-stranger-tides-not-good-start-to-new.html" title="On Stranger Tides:&lt;br&gt;Not a good start to a new trilogy" /><author><name>Roderick dela Cruz</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/112416503158388043224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-Is5PMyKbWDQ/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAXk/S_ZEwvTjzzY/s512-c/photo.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yjI9C7Kk-uA/TeInn0PwmpI/AAAAAAAAATs/YolyvEGfIdI/s72-c/jacksparrow.tiff" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><content type="html">I'd have thought that the happy ending for Elizabeth Swann and William Turner would have been enough for the Pirates of the Carribbean franchise but no, "At World's End" hinted on Jack Sparrow taking the navigational charts to look for the fountain of youth. And so we have "On Stranger Tides" to bear with.I really didn't like it, overall. If the producers' plans were to start a new trilogy 
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/Gw55oVCiN84whOZaIzkvQdXI5hI/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/Gw55oVCiN84whOZaIzkvQdXI5hI/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/ZLFT/~4/AXsiEvVBec8" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://printed.blogspot.com/2011/04/muddling-issue.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUEARHcyfip7ImA9WhZTFEQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5323644.post-6377898975714049196</id><published>2011-03-19T09:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-19T09:20:45.996+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-03-19T09:20:45.996+08:00</app:edited><title>John Mayer - Half Of My Heart</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://printed.blogspot.com/feeds/6377898975714049196/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5323644&amp;postID=6377898975714049196" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5323644/posts/default/6377898975714049196?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5323644/posts/default/6377898975714049196?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/ZLFT/~3/-frPWS7G374/john-mayer-half-of-my-heart.html" title="John Mayer - Half Of My Heart" /><author><name>Roderick dela Cruz</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/112416503158388043224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-Is5PMyKbWDQ/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAXk/S_ZEwvTjzzY/s512-c/photo.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://img.youtube.com/vi/aojTGWAqUIQ/default.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><content type="html">Somehow this song mirrors some issues I have about getting into a relationship:I was made to believe I couldn't love somebody elseMade a plan --&amp;gt; Stay the man who could only love himselfLonely was the song I sang....Your faith is strongBut I can only fall short for so longDown the road, later on, you will hate that I never gave more to you than half of my heartHalf of my heart has a right mind to
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