The Construct

Yeah! The things I do for a little extra cash.

Just in case you’re wondering why the heck my past posts were ridden with slightly off-topic references, links, and weird topics, those were for my Blog to Profit posts. Took me quite sometime to figure out how to make them fit somehow without throwing my thoughts out of balance.

It’s bound to earn me just a bit more above my usual problogging earnings. Not bad for a weekend’s work! Just like what benj pointed out – enough to get back the hosting expenses for the year.

I’d encourage some of you to try it out. Just fill in the form at http://ph.blogtoprofit.com/. If it wouldn’t be much of a trouble, please put alexander.maximo[at]google[dot]com in the “Referrer’s Email” field.

I used to be a fan of pro-wrestling. It’s like soap opera for men. Never mind the idea of two (or more) guys in trunks or tights grappling each other, trying to pin the other or make him submit. It’s the brainless and barbaric side to pro-wrestling that appeals to me. And yes, for hot-blooded men out there, there’s always the sexual appeal of the women and, as WWE color commentator Jerry Lawler exclaims, “The puppies, JR, look at those puppies.” Puppies referring not to canine young, but to big, and luscious mammaries.

Which leads me to wonder how could they move with those gigantic breasts? (Well, most of they would have probably had their breasts done like this New Jersey breast augmentation). I mean, it’s really amazing, especially when they begin to wrestle – doing all of those high flying. Do those racks make them aerodynamic or something? I wouldn’t know, ’cause I don’t have boobs.

I really wonder if seeing girls go competitive would even account for women empowerment. I mean the wrestling fan demographic is composed by hot-blooded beer-fueled males and a large part of women wrestling appeal would probably be the male fetish of seeing women “got at it.”

Retired female wrestler Trish Stratus claimed in an interview that she would never do Playboy which is stark contrast to the rest of the other WWE Divas (like Sable, Torrie Wilson, Ashley Massaro, Candice Michelle…). Trish claims “it’s not my style” and says that she wants to be remembered as a champion wrestler.

Oh well, whatever they say, it will always boil down to “The puppies, JR!”

Aside from my raves on 300, I could otherwise summarize it to one compound word – beefcake. Those sea of ripped muscles and eight-packs surely is a sight to behold. I bet eight packs are the primary considerations for the movie. I am overweight as of now. And I honestly felt really bad about my out-of-shape self watching the movie.

While there are get-the-fat-out-quick methods, (visit a place like this San Jose liposuction clinic) I’m no fan of surgery done to myself. So I’d rather stick to good old diet and exercise. I did it back in college and I’m willing myself to do it now.

So far, my exercise regimen consists of running laps around our village’s basketball court, some drills, and shooting a minimum of 200 jump shots. It’s enough to make me sweat like hell. Then I realized, no part of it really targets my abs (I’m lazy to get flat on my back and do crunches). And all those food trips really took a toll on my gut. Hehehe.

Come to think of it, ab exercises are the last thing that’d put more stress on my bad knee. Yeah, ab exercises starting tomorrow! Harhar.

To those who have also been following LifeSpy.com (the blog I write for with BloggyNetwork), you might find it weird to suddenly see a blue and white (with dashes of red, gray and black) instead of the green design.

Well, the site redesign was in the works ever since the blog was acquired by the BloggyNetwork. Just around the time when I assumed blogging duties for it (many thanks to J.Angelo) It’s just a few days ago when Jacob (head of the BloggyNetwork) that notified me of the design change. And I woke up this morning with the new design already implemented. Wee~

Now I guess what’s left for me to do is to post a lot more articles (a challenging task, mind you) to keep the readership up (at least I managed to double readership stats since I assumed and double is that much as the site was only getting around 60-80 uniques daily then). A San Diego Internet marketing company points out that I should focus on tactical internet marketing and SEO to get readers to the site.

Oh well, marketing is just my secondary objective. Got to write quality content first and foremost!

Last Wednesday we were discussing Filipino contributions to the English language. We tried to come up with a list from memory and the best we could think off was “boondocks.” Well a few other terms came up such as “Imeldific” and “Marcosian.” Though we just qualified them as sort of emerging terms since we have no lexicon in hand that accounts for those uses. (Check boondocks out in your dictionary at home and you’ll find it there. Even my friendly Firefox spellchecker doesn’t red it out.)

Speaking of “Imeldific,” a bit of Googling revealed this entry from WordSpy.com as the earliest entry (posted on Feb. 13, 1996). Still yet to find one in the more established lexicons:

imeldific adjective. Ostentatiously extravagant to the point of vulgarity (from Imelda Marcos, shoe collector extraordinaire).

She’s still alive right? Probably has an army of plastic surgeons and doctors keeping her alive. She definitely needs them to keep her face from sagging and wrinkling at nearly 80 years of age. Probably Botox-rigid too. There was buzz that she’d run for mayoralty in Manila at her age. But come to think of it. Jovito Salonga is ticking. Amazing.