Dumplings

Today is either the peak of my work performance or the lowest point of my company's business. I can leave the office before even 5.30 !

It is always a blessing to get out of the office building and still can see the sun and blue sky. But today there is no sun, the sky a bit grey and it raining.

Ever since my family getting home catering service for dinner, I seldom home for dinner in weekdays. Despite the earliness, decided to settle my dinner in Bee Fatt, ordering my favourite of this week - dry fried noodle extra chili plus a fried egg; and wash in down with a kopi-c. It is certainly not a gourmet thingy, but for 4 to 5 plus ringgit dinner, this is some beauty shit.

I thought a bit a delay from the early dinner will exempt me from the traffic. But I think wrong. May be I seldom get back at this hour, or maybe the God just envy me and try to place a pathetic joke on me, but it took me half an hour to get out of uptown area. I stuck in the main road behind Bee Fatt. Normally it take me less than half a minute to finish that road, half an hour....shit.

But luckily that is the most jam part of my journey. NKVE's condition is better than I imagine. Having stuck in that road I was starting to think that maybe it will take me 5 hours to reach Klang, but thanks to my positive life force that alter pathetic sick joke place on me by the big guy up there, I reach Klang 6 something.

Six something is rather early to get home, so I decided to drop by KP to check for some new manga in Bookworm and see if there is anything that catches my attention to buy in the mall. I end up buying an umbrella in Watson. Not that I don't have one, or its raining cats and dogs outside, but I have been trying to buy an umbrella for the past couple of weeks. I actually found that I do not know where to find for umbrella in Jusco or Parkson! I've tried the Bukit Raja Jusco, KP's Parkson and even Mid Valley's Jusco. I scan through every rack, every shelf on every floor...even the food section, but in vain.

I really just can ask the employee there, but so far none of them has the look of an intelligent life form that qualified to be asked by me...I'm sick of delegation and passing responsibility. My observation is, none of them really put their heart and effort in their job, so unless you get to the right department, or you ask something concerning his or her department, they are but walking zombie that the store employ to raise their PR by suggesting the store is contributing job opportunity.

So with the new umbrella in hand, I walk back to my car. Alas I have an umbrella to be placed at a reachable area in my Shit-mobile. The umbrella I'm having now is rather long, so the place will be either backseat, or the trunk. But is this new unbranded-non-advertising umbrella, I can just slot it in between the passenger seat and the gearbox area. Now this is reachable.

Home alas and I was greeted by a seasonal and comforting aroma. Dumplings (in this context refers to Ba-Chang)~! Thought the old lady says she's not making it this year. Hey, she's rather traditional (even her dad, my late grandfather is more open minded that she does), of course she'll make it.

After a quick shower (never a slow one unless there is company, who cares to join? Only for ladies) and starting resuming my X-men 1.5 DVD special featurette that I complete my mum's job....eat them wahahahahaha~! Hmm, but it is rather a disappointment.

They don't do make things like they used to. My mum is getting old, unfocused and no longer confident with her taste bud. Overall, they are ok, but has lost the kick like previous years'. The color a bit pale, the beans is not concentrate in one corner but scattered around. Taste a bit milder and is not that firm. After a few pokes all the rices and beans and meat and mushrooms and dried shrimps started to fall apart, like Berlin Wall after the communist lost the Cold War.

Nice, but not her best work...

Friday night...thinking what to do on Saturday. Don't know if it will rain. Planning to wash Shit-mobile. I missed it last week for my cousin's wedding function and stuff. Maybe some waxing after wash...attach some door guard...and some routine check...may be compile a new CD...wonder what is the recent hit in Chinese Pop song.....Better go but in Pasar Malam, they are giving some free CD with every purchase tim....

But pasar malam in my area is cursed. They have it on Tuesday, and it will rain here every Tuesday...O...almost two...I'm hungry...need get something to chew...

Check List for Going Immortal

If you are to be granted immortality,
make sure

1- it comes with awfully lot of never-ending source of money. It will be hell if you have to work for 3000 years and counting.

2 - that you won't age as well, though it will be fun to see how you look if you age till 375329 years old, but what use of life you lost your lust (sex especially) and will? You are just a walking protein mass.

3 - your children buy insurance and you get their money when they die if they are not immortal.
4 - your wife is not an immortal. Unless you enjoy the same girl the rest of your life. If not better die and reincarnate.

5 - you can never be injured, or has super healing power like Highlander. It wouldn't be fun to get vegetative or coma or cripple for 50233 years...and counting.

6 - make sure you investigate thoroughly the girl you are flirting in year 7098, in case she is your great great great great great great great great granddaughter originated from you wife number 916489, son number 1656830...and counting, of course.

7 - you still offering seat to the old even you are 60000 years old older than the poor guy. That is if you don't age.

8 - try not to get yourself into a life sentence behind bars. Your life will turn up to be a pathetic black comedy.

9 - try to make the future generations believe Hannibal Lecter does exist, James Bond is God of Sex based on ancient Greek myths and Doraemon is originally yellow, only turn blue when he freaks out after realize his ear been bit off by Mickey Mouse.

10 - report lost of IC and birth certificate every 50 years. Conceal the fact that you are immortal, unless you like to be employed by US Government (as a specimen in Area 51).

Dream

Dream....



1 - Worst dream is dream about working in a busy day, with out knowing you are actually dreaming.



2 - Nightmare is fun sometimes, but if have it every night, go see a psychiatrist.



3 - Dream about falling from high...have not dreamt them for quite sometime.



4 - Wet dream, nice but need to change after.



5 - Weird dream....ehy all dream is weird.



6 - Funny dream, will we actually laugh physically?



7 - No dream, they say the sleep will be of good quality. But I don't like it.



8 - Play back dream, like a time machine, bring us back to old days.



9 - Futuristic dream, so far none had happended.



10 - Deja vu dream

Murphy's Law

If anything can go wrong, it will...

1 - You bought a new $500 Nike sneakers, the first step out of the house you step on Bobby's shit. And Bobby is your neighbour's pet cow.

2 - You are driving you new Honda Civic home from the car sales office and killed a motorist, and his backseat wife and newborn baby.

3 - Your girlfriend is pregnant with you child, and you just found out she is your long lost sister.

4 - Worse, your girlfriend is pregnant with you child, and you just found out she is your long lost biological daughter.

5 - Worst, your girlfriend is pregnant with you child, and you just found out she is your long lost biological mother.

6 - You are sick and go for the doctor to get an MC, but he is on MC.

7 - You really want it, but your girl is having period.

8 - You just have it (outside), but your girl wants it (at least three rounds she said)

9 - That is the only time you do it without rubber, 9 months later you are a father.

10 - You gave your girl a ring, she thank you for getting a gorgeous gift for her wedding with Tom.

11- Worse, you are not Tom.

12 - You try to be early, but the traffic is jam.

13 - You are late, and the traffic is more jam than ever.

14 - You stuck in the jam but you really need to shit and pee.

15 - You stuck in the lift but you really need to fart (and you know it will be a loud one)

16 - You thought you are having a wet dream but you actually wet your bed.

17 - Worse, you girl sleeps beside and your lubricant just waken her.

18 - You finish you business, but there is not toiler paper.

19 - Worse, you don't have with you any tissues, newspaper, name card, handkerchief or socks and the toiler has no bidet.

20 - You wrote a long detail post, but instead of "Save" you clicked "Delete".

Short Night

Another short night in my room with my comic book and Thinkpad.
Night is always so short in weekdays.
Never seem to be getting enough of sleep.
When weekend comes, I stretch the night till morning.
But even if I sleep till the sun is high,
still it is never enough.
When will it be enough?
When we won't ask for more.
When will it be?
When our only choice is the fall asleep and never get up...

Look, up in the sky! Is it a bird? No, it's a plane. No, it's....

It was a hot and stuffy morning. Despite the school holidays, the road after toll to Damansara is still jam with cars, buses, motorcycle. The heat from the engine, plus the anger for this never-ending torture make me sweat. The DJ's rattle in the radio doesn't help to make my day merrier.

And then it came. Up in the sky, I think few of us saw it. At first it looks like some sort of exotic bird get lost in a metropolitan area and try to accelerate down to catch it prey. But the closer it gets to the ground, toward us, the clearer it is that that is no bird, but like a plane!

Oh my god~! A plane crashing to us?!!!! NO it can be! What will happen to my car. Although it is just a crap but I still have 7 years of debt for it~!!!NOooooooooooooo......at that very moment, I finaly realize that there is way other than pissing for a human to release more than 500ml of fluid in less than 30 seconds. You should see my sweat, like a Niagara fall.

But after a few seconds, when the sweat finally wet my boxer underwear, I realized it ain't a plane either...it's Superman~! MY FOOT~! It's a meteorite~!!!! For a second I was happy, at least it is not a plane crash....but hey, it doesn't make any different. Something still going to crash on me~!!!!!

How I wish this happen to somebody else and I can watch at close range. Maybe it should hit the annoying aunty in Vios that almost cause to kiss a Getz's arse. But cool things never really happen. That's the boring part of life. If there is really a crash, then I don't think there will be a traffic problem. People will start moving their car with the least fear of bumping with each other. In the whole chaotic situation you will find that the is order, and all vehicle will move smoothly, quickly,and no one will be bother to ask about your mum when you hit them.

But again that will be too cool to happen. Cause all of us will try to take a photo or video of the crash with our cool 3G compatible priced at 2K plus, 1.8K if AP and less then 1K if you buy from the guy who the sister you are banging with, currently or some similar relationship, with the prospect of Youtube the event or post them on Facebook or even blog it. The irony is, they will be the headline in tomorrow's paper with their photo in page A5 which without the test people may mistaken it for Martha Stewart's new bolognese lasagna.

So how do you feel after reading some bullshit? The expected effect it, you will feel your life if far more meaningful that this pathetic writer here...if you have this feeling, good for ya...

A Cock Just Married

Alas the typical dessert is serve and ends the typical 9 course dinner in a not so typical wedding dinner targeted to a majority of typical guest.

Frankly, despite the bride's(my cousin's wife) effort to organize all this, since my cousin was not around in the country most of the time, and the event consider successful, but still, you serve the wrong performance to the wrong crowd~!

It is a nice idea, Western style MC talking about the feel good stuff, trying to make the event a bit romantic, warm hearted, as oppose to the typical quasi-ah-qua "dai-kam-jie" kind of MC. But most of your guest are typical uncle and aunty that have not the least idea what are speaking up there o miss TV presenter! I like you performance, but the wrong crowd just the whole thing look cold, like a stand up comedian debut that ends up sourly.

But the worst thing is some XXXX Goh guy's performance. He call that singing? I call that pig slaughtering. It is so bad that it doesn't only drives a number of us out of the ballroom, I can see that even some mosquitos and flies committed suicide banging their heads to the door. If you wonder why is rains like the sky having cirit-birit, well I they you, this guy made it. If you can;t sing, don't go up like a singer that is being hired or invited to sing, try go up as a drunk guest trying to show off his talent in drunken singing. That at least we can accept and in fact, I kind of enjoy it. But this.....is pathetic. It makes the dinner looks like a Mona Lisa painting with additional moustache and armpit hair long enuff to tied into Manchuria's pigtail.

So there goes the Cock Cousin #2. I have 4 cousins of the same age. I'm the most senior, two of the (cocks) are from the mother side. One cock is arranging for divorce, the other just succumbed into marriage life today. The other two (a hen and a cock) from father side, in some relationship but not into marriage yet. I think I will be the last one to ever get tied up. Better still...

It is always nice to have a relationship, I'm looking foward for a new one, but marriage is totally a different thing. How different? Well, very different. I think I will only start fantasizing about is after I am over 30, which means a long long long way to go...hahahaha...

You May Print These As Car Sticker

I have totally no idea what this pics are for...

This is the one when the alien crach landing into my room. It actually crash straight to my face...

This is the one when the alien try to get me as its snack. Of course I pissed and protest! I can only be the maincourse~! But then I was too scared I poo into my pants, and to find out I just cooked and served its maincourse.....
This pic I will use it when I think I feel like wanna get whacked. Even myself feel like punching that fucker's face.
Lifeless and bored, a perfect pic for this blog.
No comment, I use it a Friendster profile photo though. Kind of yucks....

Watchmen

This is the very first Western comic that I read and finish. This is also the comic that open my eye and tell me that Western comic is not as simple as I think. Of course this happened. Watchmen is written by Alan Moore. Alan Moore, being one of the two firgure that revolutionized the comic world in the late 80s, 90s (the other being Frank Miller).

Watchmen bring us to another angle of viewing superheroes, or to be exact costume heros. This is because almost all the costume adventurers are human, except for Dr Manhattan (a former human being that gain super power via a consider cliche accident).

Don't worry, Im not writing an essay here praising for Watchmen, there's a lot of commentary out here about this comic that any of us can refer to. What I wanted to say is, if you never read a Western comic book, or have some bad experience with other comic book before. Try Watchmen.

It is just like reading a novel, a good one. The difference is, this novel has more picture and the main medium is the picture. In this novel, you will know that being a superhero is not that fun, you will see how small, how dirty, how naive and how hopeless we are, as normal human or as superhero.

Watchmen is not merely a comic book, it is also a commentary of the world and the poeple. It is also a reflection of ourselves, our society. You will see a lot of ourselves in it. It is not a happy story, but you will never regret reading it.The only possible regret it : Why only now I encounter this extraordinary comic book !?!?!?

Don't mind the title

Blog title...huh~ I can't think of any anymore. It seems like one of the most important aspect of a blog but yet, after like hakf a dozen of blog you have created and terminated, the choice of blog name seems to be the hardest thing to do.

So now, what is the puspose of this blog of mine? Well...I don't know. Gone has the days when I have to much in my mind and heart that I feel the need to publish them to the vast anonymous audience of the world wide web. Gone has the days when I have plenty of time to research and compose the entry in a way I wanted. Gone has the days when I have the energy to maintain a one day one entry rule or challenge I set myself. Those were the days.

I have always say that past in the unchangeable records and future is but an everchanging variables. The only eternal is the present. But our present is affected by the unchangeble past, and what we do in the present contributes to one of the variables for the future. In short, we will never be able to detach the present from the past and future. It's all comes in a package.

When I was expose to the simple comic of Master-Q aka Loo-Foo-Chi, I never dreamt that I will end up be a manga fans of the Japanese origins. A year ago a manga reader like me never expect I will fall in love with Western style comic. But now, I'm addicted to them and craving for more. What will happen in the future? No idea, maybe at the end, I may be a comic hater. Who knows, things happen...right?