That’s right.  And it’s not just China and its crazy birth-control/over-population issues.  Apparently, Olympic athletes have been supplied with condoms since the Barcelona Olympics in 1992.  It’s all part of UNAIDS’ trying to raise awareness and break down discrimination about HIV.

Some crazy stuff, man.  I mean, this means that the 10,500 Olympians will be doing it around 9 times over the Olympics.  We’re going to have some tired athletes for sure.  Competing against the best athletes in the world THEN sleeping with them?  It’s one demanding physical activity after the other.

Well, I know one thing for sure.  Michael Phelps isn’t getting any.  Can you imagine swimming like that after.. you know.

Read more about it here.

Check out this video of Obama dropping THREES. 

Let’s see McCain do that.

But seriously, my stand on the whole thing?  Whoever lowers gas prices gets my vote (if I could vote). 

With today’s rising crisis of oil prices (see what I did there?  crisis-prices?), we all do what we can to get by.  Some people start organizing carpools.  Others start commuting to work.  Others resort to bikes, and walking, and all that other healthy stuff.  Not Mars’ uncle.  He converts his Porsche 914 to all-electric.

Interested?  The full story is here.

That’s pretty cool, eh?  I mean, the electric car itself is pretty good, but to do it on a Porsche?  Snazzy.

Because BlogMarc.com is powered by awesomeness AND WordPress, I figured I should go join the first ever WordCamp Philippines 2008. Organized by some Mindanao Bloggers, it’s happening September 6, 2008 at the College of St. Benilde, Taft, Manila.

I can’t code to save my life, but whatever. Hotness transcends all.

Here’s a shout-out to the sponsors:

• i.PH: the Domain for Individuals
• Free Online Flash Games
• Wazzup Manila Philippines
• Real Estate CRM
• Real Estate Website Designers
• Orange County Real Estate
• Auto Insurance Quotes
• Lane Systems Inc.
• RedMedia
• Orange County Business Lawyer
• Cebu Pacific Air
• Buddy Gancenia Reality TV
• SmartBro Wireless Broadband
• SPOT.ph
• Make Money with Performancing Ads

See you there. Yes, I’ll pose for pictures.

It’s weird, but I’ve never really been much of a nightlife person. Not even adventurous at all. I don’t usually go on out of town trips, get wasted, look to get laid, all that stuff you’re supposed to do in college. It was just never me.

But when I got an invitation to come to FHM’s 100 sexiest women of 2008 party, I was excited. Not because there were any prospects there, but because I wanted to be around the beautiful people. At least on the outside. For a change.

Sounds shallow? It probably was. But I’m a guy who works out as much as he can, lived on chicken breasts for a few months, plays basketball thrice a week, either at home or in the gym. I’ve got every right to be shallow once in a while.

Anyway, I get a text one night.

“Where were you? We missed you!”

OH NO. I missed the party. I totally forgot about it. My Film major model friend (whom I’m introducing to my photographer friend who has a film processing outfit) was pretty disappointed. My friends are cursing me out for not giving them the tickets instead. And I missed a chance to blog about it. Well, OK, this doesn’t count.

But thinking about it, I probably wasn’t looking to go, really. It was one of those things the testosterone in me said yes to, but the brain was saying no. Life is funny sometimes.

There’s been this rumor that an earthquake is going to hit the Philippines TOMORROW.  It’s a real doozie, too, with a magnitude of 8.1.  Whole thing started a few weeks back.  Supposedly, some Brazilian prophet by name of Juseleeno Nobulega Daroose predicted the whole thing.  Of course, the prediction spread like wildfire via text messages, emails, and blogs, getting everybody in a panic.

PhilVolcs, the country’s authority on seismic activity, says that there’s no scientific basis behind the prediction, though.  They say that sure, an earthquake MIGHT happen, but it could happen today, yesterday, or tomorrow or a billion years from now, or never at all.  It’s a crap shoot.

Having said that, I’m STILL staying home tomorrow.  Why?  There’s nothing else to do, anyway.