Friday, September 05, 2008
<Monster
"I had my own thing with the skinheads years ago you know. And..and..again I was in London and these three guys, they go around in group because they have a lot of highly classified informations to convey to one another.(mumble..mumble..). One of them, bumped into me, very deliberately on my shoulder bit. Now, I'm a rational person. Usually, you know, in that situation, like you, I go home, have a cup of tea and think about what I would've done to this person...had they've been tied up!
I was too tired to pissed of and I just stood there and looked. And they came back. We had a chat. The main thing they want to know is how I propose to continue breathing for the next couple of minute. And then, I did a very male sort of reckoning. You know, I did the calculation. I thought, right, there's three of you, and there's one of me. I'm rubbish at maths anyway. But, in a record time, I've worked out that it will take at least 3 of me to defend myself against a third of one of them! Even if, he only attack me with his arse!
I'm not a fighter, you know. I'm a bleeder. The best I could hope for would be to drown somebody else in my own blood. If I dont drown myself before... You know, I'm not very good at dealing with those thing, fighting....and, I dont, I cant. And I cant even swim. I cant drive. I was gonna learn to drive recently but, then I thought, what if my car crash into a lake??"
Dylan Moran, Live Performance, "Monster". Vicar St, Dublin.
Damn brilliant and hilariously funny!
Friday, August 29, 2008
<butt flashing
Butt flashing should only be a priviledge for babies, sick patients and lingerie model.
Sadly today, while having a carnivorious buffet with 2 old school mates, I had the priviledge of one such sighting.
It wasnt a great reunion. Although I'm happy to meet them, but I'm entirely dissappointed with them. Its enough that I have to bear watching Nabila or Sh Amani wore skimpy skirt/shorts on TV.. but to devour one in public, and to realise your own friends 2x5?? Sakit mata and sakit hati. And the fact that I had accidentally saw her butts flashing through her skimpy "tennis" skirt? Fried chicken wont taste the same again... sigh...
Not only they've changed the way they dressed, but they prefer worldly talks too much. Gossiping about boys and gritty details which will surely answered with a slap (by your grandma 50 years ago). They bragged about what they've "explored", the job they do, on how they get to meet models and artists..bla...bla...go to pubs bla..bla..
It seems that this is a sad way how teens and youngsters become socialites. Talk big. Walk posh. Act rich.
Me? I just enjoyed my big lunch. Again, I dont know why they insisted on meeting at Bistro, paid RM25 if they're just going to have the salads and desert? Diet....
The higher the circus monkey climbed a pole, the more his ass showed.
Bear that in mind.
Sadly today, while having a carnivorious buffet with 2 old school mates, I had the priviledge of one such sighting.
It wasnt a great reunion. Although I'm happy to meet them, but I'm entirely dissappointed with them. Its enough that I have to bear watching Nabila or Sh Amani wore skimpy skirt/shorts on TV.. but to devour one in public, and to realise your own friends 2x5?? Sakit mata and sakit hati. And the fact that I had accidentally saw her butts flashing through her skimpy "tennis" skirt? Fried chicken wont taste the same again... sigh...
Not only they've changed the way they dressed, but they prefer worldly talks too much. Gossiping about boys and gritty details which will surely answered with a slap (by your grandma 50 years ago). They bragged about what they've "explored", the job they do, on how they get to meet models and artists..bla...bla...go to pubs bla..bla..
It seems that this is a sad way how teens and youngsters become socialites. Talk big. Walk posh. Act rich.
Me? I just enjoyed my big lunch. Again, I dont know why they insisted on meeting at Bistro, paid RM25 if they're just going to have the salads and desert? Diet....
The higher the circus monkey climbed a pole, the more his ass showed.
Bear that in mind.
Sunday, August 24, 2008
<mr muscle burned me.
Woke up (again) at 7am.
Helped mum scrubbed the kitchen and dining room floor.
Used Mr Muscle.
It really works..just like in the ad.
After nearly 1 hour of scrubbing, my right hand throbbed with pain.
Its like reaching my hand into a sack of needles.
Guess what, I forgot to use the gloves.
End up, the acidic Mr Muscle burned my skin, especially the pulp of fingers and near the nailbeds.
The whole hand itself became red and hot.
Same with mum.
Finally we gave in...washed our 1st degree burned hand under the running cold water.
Went to pharmacy then, bought antiseptic and handyplast.
And before I sleep tonight (it is nearly 2am though..), my hand is really, really dry..the skin cracks around the fissures along the thenar and hypothenar eminences and around the MCP joints, still quite numb (probably damaged some superficial sensory nerves) and slightly warm.
(guitar-ing with burned hand didnt help either)
Note to oneself: read the warning at the back of the bottle before use. (really..no joke here). I realised the need for gloves and mask (in case of fumes), but a stethoscope, Mr Muscle, really???
Helped mum scrubbed the kitchen and dining room floor.
Used Mr Muscle.
It really works..just like in the ad.
After nearly 1 hour of scrubbing, my right hand throbbed with pain.
Its like reaching my hand into a sack of needles.
Guess what, I forgot to use the gloves.
End up, the acidic Mr Muscle burned my skin, especially the pulp of fingers and near the nailbeds.
The whole hand itself became red and hot.
Same with mum.
Finally we gave in...washed our 1st degree burned hand under the running cold water.
Went to pharmacy then, bought antiseptic and handyplast.
And before I sleep tonight (it is nearly 2am though..), my hand is really, really dry..the skin cracks around the fissures along the thenar and hypothenar eminences and around the MCP joints, still quite numb (probably damaged some superficial sensory nerves) and slightly warm.
(guitar-ing with burned hand didnt help either)
Note to oneself: read the warning at the back of the bottle before use. (really..no joke here). I realised the need for gloves and mask (in case of fumes), but a stethoscope, Mr Muscle, really???
Wednesday, August 20, 2008
<Debate
I watched the debate tonight, on NTV7.
It had a funny title, pretty serious discussion, yet lacked conclusion.
But in the end, as opposed as they are towards the other, they managed to smile and shake hands with each other. Sweat laden grip, that is.
I'm not a Penangian, definitely not into politic. As much. But, from the debate tonight, I believed Tan Sri Koh Tsu Koon definitely has the last laugh. He answered his questione, he'd managed to stay professional (he hushed the booing audiences, reminding them the debate is 'professional') and thus shows that he is strict and rules-abiding, and he is witty and calm throughout the Q&A. I supposed being CM for years had its advantage. And yeah, he's more fluent in BM..
It's pretty unfair to say the previous state gov had not done their job well. As what he reminded us, in 50 years of BN reign in Penang, there were less than 10 cases involving land issue. People forget, and the opponent refused to acknowledge that this meant, the previous state gov had been 99.9% effective in their admin. After only 5 months as CM, YB Lim Guan Eng is already complaining about having lots of problem to deal, lack of money etc. A good leader should be able to strive while stricken.
I wonder whether Lim Guan Eng can actually achieve the poverty rate within 1 year. (Of course he can..) He said it took BN 50 years to deal with poverty. He forgot that 50 years ago, nobody ever heard of PETRONAS, MAS, PROTON, or even ASTRO... Of course its easy to achieve the poverty rate in 1 year...Because now, comparing to 50 years ago, more people are educated, with government subsidy and incentive to help the people and the DEB had done major time in reducing the gap between poor and rich, with lots of employment and fair business opportunity ...So, of course he can. It's like making the obvious, more obvious la...
Finally... you dont assume people elected you because the previous state gov was a failure. You should feel that the people elected you because they want a change, and they will observe the change. We, as the people, has the upper hand to win or sink you.
Anyway, I believe both of them are good politician and both has good intention to help the people of Penang prosper. Unfortunately, both of them are from different parties. If both of them join hands together... there is no doubt Penang will be better. Tan Sri Koh Tsu Koon has done a good job, and hopefully YB Lim Guan Eng will do better.
Peace yoooooo...............
Friday, August 15, 2008
<Demand
They demanded RM500,000 per grave.
Wow.
That's absurd. Of course I would be very angry if some knuckleheads exhumed my ancestors grave without notifying me earlier. But demanding RM500,000??
That's extortion. Emotional value...? Yeah right...
I mean, that graveyard had been there ages. What's the cost for a burial service 20,30 years ago? Does it come up to RM500,000? (Kalau kubur Cina, logikla...) And how often do you actually visit the grave? Even my father visits his father's grave twice, three times a year. After all, I bet those responsible will sponsored the removal and re-burying of bodies in the new graveyard...
Ok, maybe I shouldnt say too much on this matter. But again, even if its my own ancestors, I wouldnt be so greedy asking for RM500,000.
Lalalala.... thats the absurdity for the day today. If you smart enough, you can gain money from all sorts of chances...
Wow.
That's absurd. Of course I would be very angry if some knuckleheads exhumed my ancestors grave without notifying me earlier. But demanding RM500,000??
That's extortion. Emotional value...? Yeah right...
I mean, that graveyard had been there ages. What's the cost for a burial service 20,30 years ago? Does it come up to RM500,000? (Kalau kubur Cina, logikla...) And how often do you actually visit the grave? Even my father visits his father's grave twice, three times a year. After all, I bet those responsible will sponsored the removal and re-burying of bodies in the new graveyard...
Ok, maybe I shouldnt say too much on this matter. But again, even if its my own ancestors, I wouldnt be so greedy asking for RM500,000.
Lalalala.... thats the absurdity for the day today. If you smart enough, you can gain money from all sorts of chances...