Tuesday, 1 June 2010

TOUGH WAY TO BEAT MY HABIT

by Earlie Doriman

My former colleague and a good friend Hilda tweeted me a rather tougher challenge – BEAT MYSELF.  I presume she was referring to my diet which I honestly find very difficult to put a proper lookout. You see my gouty arthritis according to my GP is primarily associated to the kinds of food that I eat, and I swear that when it comes to my meals, I am a super stubborn fellow who care less about what not to eat, and undervalued how my doctor scare me regarding the implications of an unhealthy eating habit.

Wednesday, 5 May 2010

PARADOX OF CHICKEN AND EGG

by Earlie Doriman

Not a very sensible topic though. Ughh, but be mindful that the smallest thing on earth has something worthwhile to converse about, or perhaps a bigger story to tell.  Albert Einstein’s genius has declared about the remarkable concept of Relativity which to my mind does clasp the relative nature of size and its significance. If we are to get possessed with science, we all end up wearing white long beards with uncombed and uncut hair, plus reading glasses so thick to break. But, I don’t think the immense mind of Galileo would invest his time arguing about the chicken or egg paradox. 

Sunday, 25 April 2010

THE ATTACK OF THE GOUT

by Earlie Doriman

It was in the middle of 2005 when I learned from my doctor that I had a gouty arthritis. But before that I remembered one day when my right toe was so painful and swollen yet I never had any inkling if it was something more serious than just an ordinary sprain or an unprovoked injury. I did not bother to consult any medical practitioner but rather went to a neighbour who is a popular ‘hilot’ in our place and asked him to fix my sprain.
He tried to massage my toe and declared that I’ve got some strained muscles and guessed that my sports had something to do with it.

Friday, 12 February 2010

OF GUNS AND MANSIONS: THE AMPATUAN COUNTRY

by Earlie Doriman

Regrettably, fifty seven lives or might be more, had to be sacrificed to uncover enormous wealth and heaps of weapon and ammunition concealed within the premises of the Ampatuans.  It takes Martial Law in Maguindanao to pursue a family of politicians who have been in power for couple of decades and it needs an inconceivable massacre to discover millions-of-pesos worth of mansions.