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Banaue cultural festival from April 28 to May 1

From April 28, 2005 to May 1, 2005, Banaue will hold the 8th Imbayah Cultural Festival: "Breaking the Cultural Barriers: Meeting the Challenges of the Times." "Imbayah" comes from the word "bayah," which means "rice wine." It is Banaue's grandest celebration, marking the elevation of a common family to nobility. In modern times, this community festival showcases the best in Banaue's cultural heritage, drawing tourists from all over the Philippines and around the world to see Ifugao sing, dance, and play traditional games dressed in full native regalia.

The cultural festival is preceded by 9 nights of merry-making, dancing and chanting at the Market Plaza. The Imbayah will be officially kicked off with an opening ritual or "Baki" to be held on April 28 at 1:00 PM in the Market Plaza, followed by a concert at the ICS gym. On April 29, a dancing parade will be held starting at 7:30 on the ICS grounds. An agro-industrial fair will be held at the newly-constructed Municipal Market Building, followed by musical competition, a variety show, and a street party. April 30 opens with a street dancing contest at 7:30 at the LGU Extension Office in Ilogue, ethnic games and craft competitions, and various races to be held at the Market Plaza. At 7:00 on May 1, hiking enthusiasts can tackle the Bannawor trail. This will be followed by more competitions and the closing ceremony.

Visitors are invited to come experience Banaue at its best. For more information, contact Jerry U. Dalipog, municipal mayor of Banaue.

(or get in touch with me or my dad.)

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Off to Banaue.

Don't panic. =)

コンピューターを使う人は多くの流行語を用いるが、他の人が理解できるかどうかは怪しいものだ。 Computer users have so many buzzword, it's wonder if anyone else can understand them.

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Teaching an old dog new tricks ;)

My dad is a Mac whiz, but adding new pictures to his portfolio on the Adphoto website is something he needs his youngest daughter to do.

Or so he thought. When he asked me to add a couple of pictures to the website, I laughed and told him to do it himself.

He looked at me skeptically. "You can't teach an old dog new tricks," he said. Having just heard G-nie Arambulo's stories about all that code in the Dreamweaver class she took, my dad wasn't keen on mucking about with all of that geek stuff.

"No, no, it's simple! Here, let me show you." I showed him how to log on and edit his page. The other photographers perked up and hurried over, jotting down notes.

"How do I remove images?"

"Do you know their filenames? Delete those lines."

"How do I upload a new image?"

"Make a small version of your portfolio shot first. Maybe 77 pixels like everything else? Then add an Attach: line over there, save, click on the link, choose the file and upload. Tada!"

"Can I have categories?"

"Sure! Just add a little text. Then you can copy and paste things. You can drag-and-drop, or you can use the keyboard to copy and paste like this: Shift-down, Command-x, move, then Command-v..."

"Can I select separate lines?"

"Ummm, no, I don't thi... HEY! Wow. The Mac's way cool. What's that? Command- and then select?"

My dad set to work, saying, "We're going to have food brought in. You're not leaving until we get this done." He sounded stern, but I could tell that he was excited. "Can I add something about my interests?"

"Sure! Here, let's write something about Mali. Just edit the page and add your text before your featured photos."

John K. Chua has over 30 years of experience in advertising photography. In his spare time, he takes care of an elephant.

"In fact, you can give Mali her own page. Just add double brackets around 'elephant'."

"Okay. Now walk me through this website, step by step."

We went through all the pages. He added more detail to the About Us page, listing cool equipment I couldn't make heads or tails of. Seeing him engrossed in organizing and adding to his portfolio, I snuck back upstairs.

"Sacha, please come down to the main office." Caught!

"The images are still too big."

"Hmm, let's see what we can do..." I remembered that Adobe Photoshop has a "Save for Web" feature. It suggested saving the picture as GIF instead of JPEG. GIF's color limitations weren't obvious at that size, and the image quality was acceptable. A few clicks later, we got it down to 12 KB: just a few seconds on any Internet connection.

"Why didn't you tell me about this earlier?" said my dad, mock-annoyed. "Now I'm going to have to do all of the pictures again."

I grinned sheepishly. "Oops, forgot about it."

When he turned back to the rest of the files, I bounced back upstairs. Now the website's in the hands of the people who know the most about the business. Yay! Technology to the rescue! Wikis totally rock!

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I'm planning to get myself a domain name tomorrow to celebrate my 22nd birthday. Geeky, huh? Well, it's about time I got something like that. For extra symbolism I should've gotten it last year, on my 21st birthday, but hey—better late than never. Jijo Sevilla of QSR Hosting has offered to host the domain name service for me, like the way he's currently handling I really owe him and Richi Plana a lot for hosting my mail and website!

For practical purposes, I will also get myself a 3/4 or knee-length winter coat and perhaps winter boots as well. Yes, I know, it's the height of summer, but that's a good time to start rooting through vintage and second-hand shops. This is a hefty purchase, so I'm treating it as an expensive birthday gift that will help ensure that I have future birthdays. ;)

My friends are organizing a little Skype party for me tomorrow morning (evening, their time). It's nice to be loved! =)

I'll blog some more tomorrow, but in the meantime, let me post letters to two people who made all of this possible.

Dear Mom,

I really think that we should celebrate our moms during birthdays. It must not have been easy raising me, and despite the fact that I seem to be sorta doing well on my own (at least I can cook adobo!), a mom's job is never truly over, is it? <hug> I wouldn't want you to ever stop being my mom. I like having a mom: someone I can ask questions, someone I can tell stories to, someone I can even disagree with every so often because I know we're going to make up really quickly. Thanks for teaching me so many things about life. I love you, mom. Happy birthday!

And it _is_ a happy birthday. I'm really happy that I was born, and I think a lot of other people are happy too. I hope to make thousands and thousands of people happy about that, and thankful that I had such a wonderful mom.


I love you. =)

Dear Dad,

You always tell me, "Remember, I gave birth to you!" I paid attention during my biology classes, so I know that's not _literally_ true—but it's truer than people might think. You _did_ give birth to me.

You showed me what it's like to dream and to pursue that dream.

You showed me the sacrifices people make to do what they love, and how they can help the world by doing so.

You showed me how to excel.

You showed me how to tell stories and how to get people excited.

You showed me how to get myself out of scrapes (and, err, how to get myself into them, sometimes).


I love you. =)

My parents totally rock.

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