Island in the Sun

Christmas was a blast, we had the whole shebang! Hung out with friends, dinner on the eve, turkey and all. Then a present opening Christmas morning. I think it's also partly due to having a kid in the family again. I guess my 3 year old cousin's enthusiasm brought out the Christmas spirit in all of us. I was the last generation of kids, so I used to get a lot. Now have to give a little la...

Now that Christmas is out of the way, there is new years to look forward to, and where else than Penang. Having spent most of my years as a teenager in China, where my dad is based for work, it's always good to be back in the island. I ship out tomorrow and here's hoping for an awesome 2008.

Confused Signboard Part 2

I guess our confused business owner decided to expand his chicken tycoon.

Owed Tagged

I owe this to Meng, he tagged me sometime back.

1. The phone rings, who do you want it to be?
- Simmie, cause we're gonna ponteng work and go play pool... aww come on it's Christmas eve!

2. When shopping at the grocery store, do you return your cart?
- Nop, usually i wheel it to the next car beside mine.

3. In a social setting, are you more of a talker or listener?
- I would say listener but i do get talkie when I'm tipsy.

4. Do you take compliments well?
- Yeah, I actually do. I liked to be complimented!! I mean who doesn't?

5. Do you play Sudoku?
- Can't even sit myself down to do the weekly crossword. So what do you think?

6. If abandoned alone in the wilderness, would you survive?
- I was a scout in high school, so I reckon I have a chance. Do I have a carton of cigarettes with me?

7.What song are you listening to?
- Goodbye Mr. A by The Hoosiers, playing on Virgin Radio.

8.Did you ever go to a camp as a kid?
- As I said, I was a scout.

9. What was your favourite game as a kid?
- I liked burning things.

10. Are you a single?
- Not really, no.

11.Could you date someone with different religious beliefs than you?
- Yeah, having one now. She made me all chrismassy but I still ain't going to churh!

12.Do you like to pursue or be pursued?
- Errr, I like car chases either way.

13.Use three words to describe yourself.
- Jelly, fluffy and super fucking funny, ok just funny.

14.Do any songs make you cry?
- The song that played in that Jamaican Bobsled Team movie - Cool Runnings. The scene where they crashed and pushed their bobsled pass the line. Makes me cry everytime.

15.Are you continuing your education?
- Yeah, my mom gave me this cheap option. Might look into it.

16.Do you know how to shoot a gun?
- We had a BB gun in the studio for releasing stress, now it's busted but I haven't shot a REAL gun.

17.If your house was on fire, what would be the first thing that you'll grab?
- My Powerbook, then Sheena, then my sis, then my grandma and then run back in to grab the cats and dogs.

18.How often do you read books?
- Not much, just design books these days. Just picked one up from the bookstore, so I'll be reading quite often for a month.

19.Do you think more about the past, present or future?
- Future and present. Just reminiscing on the past is enough, no need to think in too deep.

20.What is your favourite children's book?
- Year of a Fourth Grade Nothing. Can't remember the author but it's brilliant! Then there was Fudge - the sequal.

21.What color are your eyes?
- Brownish Black??

22.How tall are you?
- Taller than everyone in my family but shorter than most of my friends.

23.Where is your dream house located?
- Where Home is.

24.Have you ever taken pictures in a photo booth?
- Errr, not that I can remember. Anyway Malaysian phone booths are kinda sucky looking.

25.When was the last time you were at Olive Garden?
- Olive What!?!?!

26.Do you like mustard?
- Yeah yeah but we don't get much of that here.

27.Do you prefer to sleep or eat?
- I think I prefer eating more.

28.Do you look like your mom and dad?
- My dad. It's like God was too lazy to make a new guy, he just used back the old template of my dad.

29.How long does it take you in the shower?
- If you include my toilet session it's about 30 mins. If just shower then 15 mins i guess.

30.Can you do the splits?
- Oh no no no, I don't have a "balls splitting" wish.

31.What movie do you want to see right now?
- I AM LEGEND. I would have watched it last week if Elaine hadn't dragged me to watch the Golden Compass.... BORRRIINNGG!

32.What did you do for New Year?
- I don't remember, guess it wasn't that important anyway.

33.Do you own a camera phone?
- Yups.

34.Was your mom a cheerleader?
- That's a really bad question to ask. Seriously....

35.How many hours of sleep do you get at night?
- Not enough.

36.Do you like care bears?
- YEAH. Fucking brilliant shit! CARE BEARS SHARE!!!!!!

37.What do you buy at the movies?
- a 90 minutes butt aching, non-smoking, tiny ass seat.

38.Do you know how to play poker?
-Yeah but I prefer Chinese Poker! Chor Tai Tee babeh!!

39.Do you wear your seatbelt?
- When I hit the highways, if I'm going to the local 7-11 then not really.

40.What do you wear to sleep?
- Boxers but I prefer nothing.

41.Anything big ever happen in your hometown?
- Only on the special occasions.

42.How many meals do you eat a day?
- 3 + 1 which is supper.

43.Do you always read friendster bulletins?
- Nop, haven't been into friendster for ages. Facebook la!

44.Do you like funny or serious people better?
- Funny.

45.Ever been to L.A.?
- Noooppp.

46.Did you eat a cookie today?
- I had bread. Doest that count?

47.Tag 3 people.
- I think that's the amount of viewers I have. So if you 3 people got a blog. You're tagged! Heh...
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Archie

Archie's a pothead!! I have prove. It ain't just Jughead, Archie's a culprit as well!! hehe.

Barber

Ever since I was old enough to remember, I’ve been going to Indian barbers for my haircuts. It started with my dad taking me to our local Indian barber in Tanjung Bungah, Concord to be exact. Then my grandma took me there as well since I was staying in her house after school when I was super young. It was just down the road and we would take a ten minute walk to get me a fresh cut.

Of course I’ve had the odd saloon visits now and then. 30 ringgit for a cut just didn’t tickle my fancy. I mean yeah, they could basically stylize your hair and what not but seeing as I have limited hair (I’m not going bald… it’s just thin hair runs in the family) I would like to keep it simple. It doesn’t get any simpler than walking into the barber and going, “Uncle, back short front not too short.”

Anyway, when I first arrived in KL for studies, it was a bit difficult for me to find a good Indian barber to make my regular. There were requirements set by the local barber back home. 3 criteria’s need to be met:

1. Good body oder.
2. Friendly and good with the customers.
3. Gives a good head and back massage (Now you don’t get that at your saloons).

So during my initial couple of years in KL, I rarely cut my hair. Usually during my semester breaks back in Penang, I would return to the barber I visited religiously as a kid. Another reason was being in a rock band, you had to walk the walk and not just talk the talk. So I was also subjected to keeping my hair long as well as wanting to know what the fuss was about. I never really liked it, most of the time it got in the way of my sleeping, making the neck area very hot and of course tough to sleep with.

When I started working at my sales job, it was kind of a requirement to have your hair neat, short and tidy as to give a better impression to the customers. I tried a few Indian barbers but never could get the right one. It was either a damn blur Indian barber who barely understood, “Belakang pendek, depan jangan pendek sangat.” Or they smelled funky.

Although now I can proudly say I found one that almost equal the one I had back home. Very near to my Puchong home as well! I’ve never looked back since. Just got another cut after a while, since I was working as a designer now, I just thought it’d be cool to leave the hair a bit longer but it got in the way of my sleep again. So a couple of days ago I got it cut again, spotting a little like Chow Yun Fatt after the cut. Indian barbers somehow like combing my hair all the way back after a cut.

Oh and the best part is, the cut is still under RM10... only RM9 babeh!!! With a short head and back massage as well!

A Dog and Cat's Diary

Dog's Diary

7 am - Oh boy! A walk! My favourite!

8 am - Oh boy! Dog food! My favourite!

9 am - Oh boy! The kids! My favourite!

Noon - Oh boy! The yard! My favourite!

2 pm - Oh boy! A car ride! My favourite!

3 pm - Oh boy! The kids! My favourite!

4 pm - Oh boy! Playing ball! My favourite!

6 pm - Oh boy! Welcome home Mom! My favourite!

7 pm - Oh boy! Welcome home Dad! My favourite!

9 pm - Oh boy! Tummy rubs on the couch! My favourite!

11 pm - Oh boy! Sleeping in my people's bed! My favourite!



A Cat's Diary

Day 183 of my captivity. My captors continued to taunt me with bizarre little dangling objects. They dine lavishly on fresh meat, while I am forced to eat dry cereal. The only thing that keeps me going is the hope of escape, and the mild satisfaction I get from clawing the furniture. Tomorrow I may eat another house plant.

Today my attempt to kill my captors by weaving around their feet while they were walking almost succeeded. Maybe I should try this at the top of the stairs. In an attempt to disgust and repulse these vile oppressors, I once again induced myself to vomit on their favorite chair. I must try this on their bed.

Decapitated a mouse and brought them the headless body in an attempt to make them aware of what I am capable of, and to try to strike fear into their hearts. They only cooed and condescended about what a good little kitty cat I was. This is not working according to plan.

There was some sort of gathering of their accomplices. I was placed in solitary confinement throughout the event. However, I could hear the noise and smell the food. More important, I overheard that my confinement was due to my powers of inducing something called "allergies." Must learn what this is and how to use it to my advantage.

I am convinced the other captives are flunkies and maybe snitches. The dog is routinely released and seems more than happy to return. He is obviously a half-wit. The bird, on the other hand, has got to be an informant. He speaks with them regularly, and I am certain he reports my every move. Due to his current placement in the metal room, his safety is assured. But I can wait. It's only a matter of time.

Confused Signboard

Apparently they don't just do cars.... hehe.