10 Sep 2011
by angkuletin Uncategorized Tags: Android App, iTyphoon, Nueca Tech
With the iTyphoon application developed for Android platform by Nueva Technologies and launched last September 6, 2011, you can now get typhoon updates for FREE!
iTyphoon is a premium application that provides typhoon updates. It has four (4) screens: Details, Map, Reference, and Credits.
The Details screen:
1. HEADING (update number, current update date/time, next update date/time)
2. ICON (intensifying, weakening, steady)
3. SUMMARY (Philippine typhoon name, international typhoon name, current eye location, maximum windspeed, gustiness, area of responsibility, direction and speed, heading towards location)
4. BACKGROUND (no typhoon, over ocean, landfall)
5. NARRATIVE (descriptive behavior of the typhoon)
6. SIGNALS (Public Storm Signal Warnings issued by PAGASA (Philippine Atmospheric, Geophysical and Astronomical Services Administration)
7. DISTANCES (distances with respect to places of interest and popular destinations)
8. FORECAST (weather outlook for the next 2-5 days)
Screenshots (Typhoon Mina) - Details Screen (Update, Icon, Summary, Narrative, and Background)
07 Jul 2011
by adminin Uncategorized
There. Several days of sifting through 3 databases, several backups, a macbook, a lenovo laptop, and a hosting provider (not to mention I was doing this blindly because I have no idea initially about the configuration and whatever arrangement this site had back when it was still piggybacking), angkulet.com is now fully restored.
Yes. All. 664. Previous. Blog. Posts.
Yes. From. June. 2009. To. June. 2011.
Thank you for your patronage.
- H
03 Jul 2011
by adminin Uncategorized
This blog is in the middle of a very painful recovery phase; very much like life, love and everything else, starting over is a long and difficult process.
To Angkulet’s valued audience, please bear with us in the meantime.
- H
07 Jun 2011
by angkuletin Uncategorized
Ever since I got a postpaid plan, courtesy of Globe SM Naga branch, and availed myself of its unlimited mobile surfing for P999/mo and unlimited Globe & TM text and call for P599/mo (and in the process got myself a new Galaxy Samsung Mini absolutely free!)…
…I have been making unlimited calls to my staff, my family, my friends and practically anyone who has a Globe/TM number.
The thing is, I can’t really distinguish which numbers are not on the Globe/TM network. Good thing, I found this handy. It’s great for tracking which people I’m calling I get additional charges for.
How to determine if Smart, Globe or Sun number
To determine whether a number is under the Smart or Globe network, just look at the fourth digit of the cellphone number with the format 09xx.
For example: 09181234567
The fourth digit in the example above is eight (8) which means it uses the Smart network. For a complete list of numbers and their respective networks, please refer to the table below:
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07 Jun 2011
by angkuletin Uncategorized
How many times have you wished that yaya knew how to use the camera or the photos that she takes of you and the rest of the entire family is not blurred, or all the feet are cut off the photo, or that there is a balanced amount of space on both sides, or your faces are bigger than the ugly background?
Now here is an ingenious idea from MommaClicks, a workshop for yaya! Now she can put that in her resume, and you can tell her, “Where else will you find an employer who will send you to a photography workshop? Only here, only with me!” when she comes to tell you she is leaving?
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04 Jun 2011
by angkuletin Uncategorized
I’m still a bag-person through and through I suppose. The huge ones. I’m actually known for my brown knee-high boots and my huge bags that I lug along no matter how heavy or big for my frame. Ssshhhhh! Walang pakialamanan. 
I’ve always had this turtle-ish kind of attitude with regards to my things. I can’t be separated from my laptop, and now I can’t be separated from my folders with all my work-related and personal files, and more importantly, I can’t be separated from my 2-year old daughter. Or is it the other way around? Lia can’t be separated from me, with her proverbial, “Waiiiit, waiiiiit, waiiiiiiiit! Mama, waiiiiit!”
This situation finds me with more than just my usual huge backpack, but also with another backpack or bag for Lia – and that’s me packing light. Some days I have my Crumpler camera bag and my Travel Essentials Medicine Organizer bag too.
Since I found out that the mommy bag H’s friends gave me during Lia’s christening is already tattered and needs to be replaced, I have been scouting for mommy bags. My search led me to this, Manila Baby‘s bags!
Manila Baby's Lifesavers bag
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02 Jun 2011
by angkuletin Uncategorized
Unable to leave home to attend meetings, I resisted the urge to do laundry. I resisted the urge to do laundry because it would take all day and as H said, would make me too tired. Ahem. I resisted the urge to do laundry but in the end gave in to cleaning the dirty kitchen sink, then the stove, then the dirty kitchen, then the bathroom, then the kitchen sink inside the house, then the cabinet doors, then the bathroom door, then the back door. Ahem.
Cleaning the house, which has been almost-empty for nearly three months, one little dirty nook and cranny at a time. I, at least, resisted the urge to do laundry. Maybe tomorrow?
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30 May 2011
by angkuletin Uncategorized
These are the kinds of objects I would want to populate my home (or Wharf Galley) with. These are the kinds of objects I would like to do if only I had and could find the time and energy – but since I’m spread too thin as it is, it thrills me to find a gallery, or a group of people, who does the same thing – and the results are just fantastic!
Custom order entertainment console made from old cabinets, doors demolished from client's apartment
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27 May 2011
by angkuletin Uncategorized
Needless to say I have been very busy with everything that’s been going on with my life. Some of them I freely disclose, some of them I prefer to keep private. There are so many times that I wish I can just leave everything in Naga behind and go back to my friends, my work and my peaceful life in Manila. (I barely have time for my friends here though they always make it a point to come see me at the bar and even take me out to the movies).
Twice, my wallets were lost to the sneaky hands of the poor of the streets of Naga. I lost money, my cards, IDs and my trust in the people of Naga. The streets are not how I remember it to be. The people even. Or maybe I’m just older. I found myself dazed in front of a police officer filing a blotter report for the sake of all the affidavits of loss I have to file so I can have replacements for my cards and IDs.
Then I was in a car accident.
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24 May 2011
by angkuletin Uncategorized
It’s midway till dawn, quiet, with only the hum of air-conditioners reverberating through the concrete walls and wooden floors, interrupted by the soft pattering of the rain on the roof of the back kitchen where I do one of the things in life I love most, laundry. Yes, laundry.
I have the house all to myself, or so it seems. There is no one sleeping on the living room floor, there is no one guarding the main door, there is no one walking around the house in this godforsaken time of the night except me, and I like it.
In the main bedroom, the little one and the big man sleep on the soft bed, cradled by pillows, stuffed toys with names like Happy (I think I’m happeeee!) and Doug.
I sit here, illuminated only by the light coming from the screen of my laptop, and close my eyes and think: All I wanna be is outside, laying on a hammock, with the breeze blowing strands of hair across my tired face, lined prematurely by nearly three years of… of I don’t know what.
Do I regret the things I did? Yes, of course. But all the things I did, I did only because I loved, and if that’s the case, is it true that love finds a way to flow back to me?
All the things I thought was dear then are now meaningless, lost in the cold winds, rain and snow. Snow….
When I sleep, I’m always grateful, no matter where it is, because wherever that may be, it is still better than the bleachers I slept on for hours on stretch on busy airports in countries where I knew no one and no one knew me.
If you think you can make me feel alone, alienate me, ignore me, say all kinds of things about me, at me – you can’t, for the simple reason that I know exactly how it is to be truly alone.
If you think I’m cold, you don’t know cold. The kind that seeps through your bones, through five layers of sweaters, each one as useless as the next, the kind that seeps through your skin, to the core of your being, to your very soul.
Danger, courting danger. What if I had not been able to make it out of that city safe? There was absolutely no one there but me. Just me, cold yet resolute. Take me home, my tired, sore feet.
Death, courting death. I had looked at that man’s face smashed against the concrete, how many times in that night did I wish that that was me instead? Whose wail was that heard echoing through the night? Was that mine? Dazed and shaking to the core, yet alive… with fine shattered glass all over my head.
Pain, enduring pain. The pain of pretending that everything is alright, that things do not hurt. Smile, smile away. Come, let’s hold each other through the night. And forget me as you go. Did I ever really matter to you? The way you slipped in the night, quietly, with hardly a whisper, what did that mean? When its my turn to go, would I remember to pass by the people who wish I would or would I go straight into the warmth of the one I loved the most in this world? I wonder who that would be then.
It rains and rains and I imagine myself holding out the tip of my forefinger out into the rain to catch a drop. Longing for the sound of impact as a water drop collides against skin.
This is my 29th birthday post. And I had thought, and perhaps nearly wished, that the birthday blues would not get me this year, but it has, it always does.
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