-HELLO EVERYONE! Just feeling lucky and excited! Been looking for a site like this, then here and now, IT'S HERE! FOR FREE! AND FOR & ALL THROUGHOUT MY LIFETIME SITE! oH MY! I like first to thank God for this event, if you will. Lord thank you so much! If this is the fulfillment of my prayerful request to you, with your infinite guidance and regulations, I will make this blogsite, with all my effort and talent, informative, beneficial, entertaining, educational, and whatever for anyone who logs on here, FOR FREE!
I am Ed E. Goodwater, of legal age, married, resident of the Philippines, of course, a Filipino. But why the GOODWATER thing! Like some of the good writers, which I'm just trying to emulate, though I do not categorically belong to their group because I am not really a writer, I, too, would like to use a pen name, an alias, an A.K.A., sort of thing to hide and protect my identity in cases where it will become the object of humiliation or other detrimental situation in ones own name when an inadvertent error of omission or commission had been done without any direct and outright intention to do so. This is the simple reason for that GOODWATER thing.
Meantime, that's all I have to say. When I come back, rest assured you will be reading some litlle, initially, materials of general interest to everyone. Thank you so much. Ed e. goodwater
I don’t know why I’m still going on and doing this. Always fuzzy about writing things when I know fully well that I don’t have the slightest bend or make to engage in it! Okay! You must be wondering about it too, so I would now tell you the very main reason why.
Oldsters like me, who most of the times is always alone with a dwindling interest about almost anything in life at all except the usual litany of chores one is engaged to do and has no palpable reason to take up another, unless very much needed, like patching up some leaks on the roof, repainting a little portion of the wall where paint got tarnished and parched, trimming the plants and shrubs around, mowing the small lawn with grasses overgrown it looked now like little rain forest, where passers-by so very much love to throw and dump their cigarette butts and others of their unsightly disposables; and so many other itinerants you could think of happening around the house! You’ll end up a lousy old fool configuring some nasty things if not slack or gory chores you better not be doing! Like writing! But just for the sake of diverting the mind on some worthwhile things to do in your sullen desperate attempt to have someone to talk to…. yes, you will not have any second thought or any inhibition for that matter to indulge and delve into it. Notwithstanding if you just look like a square peg on or over a round hole! This means I do not fit at all!! But literally knowing that you don’t fit at all is actually a pre-admonition to yourself that in any case you would try to do all that you could in order to fit and this is it! It’s like I’m all trying all I could just to fit!
There were times when I was rather thinking of fictionalizing my life! That’s new, huh! What I mean is simply like going into some kind of transformation, like for instance turning to a vampire, just to feel and experience a new sensation or effects and side-effects in life. I have always been fascinated with vampire, werewolf and other supernatural stories as well as films or movies! But I can’t keep my mind off that film, “Interview with the Vampire” or “Vampire Chronicles” written by Anne Rice and starred by Tom Cruise and Brad Pitt, and a hosts of so many talented actors. And up to this time I’m still waiting hopefully for an ongoing sequel to it by Anne Rice or even any writer who had the ability to configure dramatic and spellbinding immortality of the damned. I was just attached to it in some ways I’ve likened myself to Louis, (Brad Pitt) so fed up with the common things in life: tired of living, tired of eating, tired almost about anything, even tired of seeing your own face on the mirror again and again! But of course if I would transform to a vampire I surely would be like him (Louis) who still have some complacency for human and I would not kill just to sip human blood. What I will do if human blood is really the determining factor to maintain an eternal life as a vampire, I would rather gather a host of my willing victims to just sip a little bit of it every night on their necks and still give them the sensation of just being kissed that wouldn’t kill them literally! And of course I would research the internet on how to find a closed replacement or substitution to human blood! Isn’t that possible? Can we not configure the formulation and composition of a human blood? Maybe there are plants and herbs or shrubs or conglomeration of it that closely resemble the composition of human blood, only they’re not discovered or tapped yet. Once this thing is discovered or invented then maybe I will be a very willing guinea pig to try and experiment it. So when that happens you can now call me, Goodwater724 - The Complacent Vampire!!! (LOL)
But honest I knew how a human blood tasted! Yes, at least for my own blood because I’ve tried it many times when I was young after some brawl with some nasty kids in the neighborhood bullying me around and I couldn’t help but fight even I was a no match to them. So oftentimes I ended up with bloody lips or gums which in my fear not to be seen by my mother, more so by my hot-tempered father, I intentionally swallowed the oozing blood and prevented any further questions as to its where and what about. It’s salty actually but there is some weird feeling I do felt every time I did it. I felt like fighting them back again next time around! And you bet I got them bloody too; but yes, with an equalizer! Those were the days when the mind is young and vindictive but as we grow older we find ways to patch up things and avoid or evade situations that will not give favorable circumstances. But to be a vampire! That’s something! Is there anybody around to convert me to a vampire? C’mon try me! Don’t refer me to the “Temple of the Vampire”. It’s kind of interesting, but costly! I want some freebie like Count Dracula dismounting out of the blue over your window and giving you a kiss on the neck that turns out a “lifetime kiss of fire”!
The foregoing is all a joke, now for some more real joke:
1. 1. A nun complaint about the male nudity ongoing in the apartment across her’s. POLICE: But sister! From your place here you see only from the waist up! NUN: C’mon officer, you stand atop the table!
2. A friend asked a divorcee, “When you divorced your ex-husband you had only a child, how come now you have three kids?” DIVORCEE explains, “Well he comes here occasionally to apologize.”
Okay that’s it! See you next time!
Goodwater724
30-11-11
Sometimes when you acted like a fool over some things that required diligent studies and considerations you ended up like a turtle burying your head so deep in your shell shunning any tiny ray of sunlight that could penetrate in your utter shame and ignominious conditions. Yes! That’s what exactly happened to me! In fact, I almost thought I lost my head in sheer folly of predicting the bout between Pacman and Marquez would not last three-rounds! But anyway the hype was over and this is just a flashback to at least give a slight justification why I declared it so. And without any grit of doubt or contempt if I’ve been so imprudent enough not to note the judicious realities that had something to do with the bout as it had been. Besides I’m not really a soothsayer or foreteller of events that will happen the next day or at any near future. So if at all my only qualm was my error of declaring it. And for that being human, I’m prone to commit mistakes like anybody else.
But nonetheless, our idol still won the bout by majority decision in utter disgust and discontent of a doting Mexican who still again think he won the bout! Marquez as he has been will always will be as Marquez as he is! He’s repugnant and maybe even contemptible about the decision of the judges. But if we are going to give Marquez the benefit of the doubt, maybe in his own ways he won the bout! He had shown a prominent gestures and actions I didn’t notice in his past fights with Pacman. He clearly seemed to be much stronger, bigger than Pacman, (Is this the effect of his sipping his own “B-urine-gundy” shots!!!) but as usual he’s still not that fast and effective as he was. And if he’s not afraid of Pacman, as a challenger as he was, he should have put up good provoking drives or blows to keep Pacman cowering in fear. But what happened was he just seemed to be a witty counter-puncher, just waiting, waiting and waiting for Pacman to commit errors then he did his counter drives or punches quite skillfully as he used to, but just the same they only looked good punches but not that effective at all. Possibly if had knocked down Pacman anywhere in the rounds even just for once…. that would perhaps be a convincing factor enough to thwart the decision of the judges. Of course, he had inflicted some pains to Pacman who quite clearly and literally hasn’t fought like he did Cotto, Hatton, Dela Hoya, and Margarito, let’s forget Mosley, it’s nothing! But was Marquez bothered or hurt at all by Pacman? This is probably a multi-million dollar question to be answered when they put up another hype come Series IV of this match. So again, it’s still a wait and see! Would Marquez still be sipping his own “B-urine-gundy” shots? Why not Pacman do the same to keep them on equal footings? Funny! But I guess this must be it! There is little magic in it, don’t you think?
Meanwhile, it’s 35days more to go before Christmas and just like a good old dog wagging his tail to catch some scene, I’m also wagging not my tail, because I don’t have one, but my hands raised high up in the air to let you know that I’m happy to last and experience another Christmas in my lifetime knowing you’re still there anticipating my crappy, cheap blogs that you surely know I wouldn’t dare miss! Yes! That’s the awful truth! It has become a habit with me and I don’t know when I could get over with it. But honest, if I could only put away my cigarette like anything else, I could also get rid of my blogging and possibly I would revert to my normal self……carefree, careless, and just happy to be always me a simpleton. Okay! I know you’re eager to read another funny/green jokes so here goes some more I received recently.
1. On a flight to Cebu, Juan sat beside a sexy lady reading a book on Sexual Statistics: JUAN: That’s an interesting book! SEXY: Yes! It says that among ethnic groups Muslims have the biggest penis size and Batanguenos the longest. By the way I’m Jill…you? JUAN: I’m HADJI AKMAD from BATANGAS!
2. A robot was invented to catch thieves and robbers. When tested in America, after 48 hours the robot caught 400 thieves. When tested in Japan, after 24 hours it caught 100 robbers. When tested in the Philippines, after 15 minutes. . . . . . . THE ROBOT WAS GONE!!!
Alright! That’s about all for now. See you next time!
Goodwater724
20-11-11
I’m not really in the mood to blog about anything at all and despite the many timely developments and equally freaky consequences and some gory happenings around I tried to keep my cool and just eyes and ears to them but laid dormant to do anything except of course my electronics.
But you can’t keep your cool and excitement at an event such as this clash, Series 3, between our idols Mr. Cong. Pacman versus (Don) Juan Manuel Marquez! If you seen the first two series, where the first bout was a draw and the second bout was kind of arbitrary on the side of Marquez who still claimed he won that bout despite his being knock down on the second round and the decision to Pacman. Yes! What’s more this time Marquez has come up even to purportedly sipping his own urine to add more stamina and vigor to his own system! If there’s any truth to this, as I remembered even Bro. Eli Soriano has once advocated in one of his preaching’s, it’s all an event we are all anxious to see and feel! So it’s like a shot in the arm now giving you the right energy to activate even the dead cells and tissues and all the bodily organs in your system! Yes! That’s how extremely influential, contagious and utterly anxious everyone is when it comes to PACMAN’s bountiful, exciting fighting lots! And just like me I guess everyone is, of course, in all awesomely land sliding favor for the idol, MR. PACMAN, himself!
In fact, save for the monetary consideration that’s surely more than enough purses for either fighter, this is surely a tremendous bout again reuniting the people of the world to stay put where they are unmindful of any other things around except the fight! And the wait is finally over! Today, the carnappers, holduppers, snatchers, the vendors, and all other peoples of the world in their varied walks of life will FULLY STOPPED for some, at least, one hour in their lives to watch this fight. Today is actually the fight night at MGM Grand Garden Arena in Las Vegas. And for us at the eastern part of the globe, it’s tomorrow, November 13!
Well whatever transpire of this I believe the PACMAN will still come out triumphant, victorious and overly skilled to do all he can do because by now he’s reported, according to Coach Freddie Roach, a two hands, meaning right and left hands awfully strong and hard punchers. This means his awesomely strong left puncher that knocked Ricky Hatton to dreamland, and now his awesomely quick and deadly right crosser possibly to knock out Juan Manuel Marquez well and good!
If you want my prediction, I am declaring this bout would take no longer than three (3) rounds. Yes! And it’s a KNOCK OUT!!! HAIL! HAIL! HAIL! PACMAN!!! DO IT!!!
goodwater724
12-11-11
At this point and time I think it’s just timely to greet everyone around that ever so popular phrase known probably worldwide except in those hinterlands where not a bottle of Coke or Pepsi has reached yet!
But really I’ve never heard or come across anyone greeting me HAPPY HALLOWEEN! I’m really wondering why!!! Is this a TRICK OR TREAT?
In the Philippines, we do not usually greet one another with this phrase at all because in the first place it’s not a common practice to celebrate this event, All Saints/Souls Day, with pompous or fuzzy effects unlike in the western world. But gradually with all the influencing factors going on we, the Filipinos, were now following suit and in fact even more resourceful and adept at incorporating some of our own invented or developed ways and procedures of observing it. After of course the usual hubbubs and agonizing episodes in the cemetery, the oldsters together with their tucked in brood, kins and what-nots would spend some time snacking at some fast food chain or at some classic restaurant, as if it’s a treat they so rightfully deserved, then go straight home. But for the younger set full of spasm and active energy that’s the time to regroup and do their thing! Some younger group together with some oldsters with them were putting up Halloween Parties with tickets for sale to join and lots of door prizes in store for those with extremely weird and scary kind of masks or set-ups for the wearer. But all the same like all parties are there were dancing, eating, drinking, and the funny getting into some kind of thrill like giving all the masked participants (only those who opted to join the game) a number with corresponding numbered chips tucked inside two boxes (shoe boxes actually), for male and female, and eventually at the strike of midnight each participant is required to pick one numbered chip inside the designated boxes and that numbered chip will correspond to the participant holding that number and he/she will become his/her partner through out the duration of the party. Of course you have the option to dance or get your real partner with you anytime. It’s a Dance Contest actually, Rock & Roll, Boogie, Cha Cha, Bossanova, etc. etc. But at every dance WHEN THE GAME BEGUN you’re required and ought to dance with the one you picked from the game to the end of the party. It’s really fun! Imagine dancing with someone you do not know at all! You can ask questions; inquire about almost anything at all with your random partner. But the thrill is you’re not sure if he/she was telling the truth at all! And all through out the party you’re not required to put off your mask at any point and time. Here, sometimes the partner you picked from the game became your real go getter partner who’s willing to go with you even at someplace nice, cozy and quiet! Only then when they decided to separate away from the crowd that they may take the mask off and divulge themselves. And sometimes eventually they became true partner in life forgetting about their previous partners or whatever. But sometimes, the random matching doesn’t do any good, when one of the male or female participants is overly jealous and possessive. Although this kind of event is kind of isolated somehow it finds ways of getting through at extreme cases when both subjects are equally handled or held by overly jealous lovers/partners and eventually resulted into some brawl. But at occasions like this we have pacifiers or Sergeants- at-Arms well -trained to handle this situations and isolating them or letting them go home just to continue with the party as if nothing has happened at all.
I have attended one party like this when I was on my sophomore held at YMCA. I picked from the box a chip number 13! Although I’m superstitious about this number as maybe everyone is, I just let go of it and decided to play and dance with the girl holding this number up to the end of the party. In fact we even won a prize for the most romantic partner for the evening. She’s a good dancer, graceful and romantic like a true lover! At that point and time when the masks will be discarded or put away which is the most exciting part of the game… we all waited in suspense waiting for the countdown from 10 to 0. When at last it zeroed in, I was amazed to see my….. COUSIN. A sure relative of mine I’ve not seen for ages! Yeah! What an evening that had started so well and ended well!
Okay! I wonder is there any group or club still doing this kind of party? I haven’t heard of it for a long time! Not even with my own kids when they’re at their teens. Maybe when some of the enterprising youth could read this, they will again have some drive and enthusiasm to revive and incorporate new set ups and more fun to it.
Now for a Halloween joke: Satan was busy entertaining a new arrival to hell. A real macho man who died from over indulgence on sex. SATAN: Okay, you’re now free to choose your own punishment. I will tour you around the rooms here and just say YES to the one you like best. 1st Room: A young man is being whipped by a henchman. MACHO MAN: NO, I don’t like it here. 2nd Room: Another young man being castrated by the executioner. MACHO MAN: NO! I don’t like it here either! 3rd Room: A Grandpa with arms and legs shackled firmly to the wall undergoing a blow job from a very sexy young lady! MACHO MAN: YES! YES! YES! I LIKE IT HERE!!! SATAN: Okay! That’s your choice! HEY WOMAN! YOUR PUNISHMENT IS OVER, YOU HAVE A REPLACEMENT!!! BOOOH!!!
goodwater724
2-11-11
