The feces & excrement that is secreted out of his diarrhetic mind. Fecal matter that the author deem worth mentioning from the mundane and the banal, to the noteworthy and the good stuff. Suffice to say there's some good shit and there are some bad shit in here. A lil advice, proceed with caution, it reeks and do watch where you step...
Something went terribly wrong with my blogspot. I cudnt see any of my published post and the new ones i saved as draft in my edit page. Havent resolved yet the timestamp problem will get back to that when i feel like it ASAP.
Meanwhile i'm gonna continue on with my meandering post. Its not brilliant, its not thought provoking, its not grown-uppish. But as the title suggest, its my mental diarrhea. i write what i feel and i feel what i write (cewahhh).
Whatever i spew forth from my mind, and the lot of u who is unfortunate enough to stumble onto my blog and im wondering why still reading thru, pls accept my apologies for my banality and for wasting ur time hehe.
the attention whore in me though do appreciate u coming here to read my blog and wud like to thank you for stopping by. Yeah, i've said it. Im a bit of an attention whore. Lets face it, im putting on the net for anybody to read bout what i feel and what i do even the most mundane cos i want some attention.
Cos lets face it there's a lil bit of an attention whore in everybody that has a blog or a vblog. Right? ;)
Somethings wrong with the layout and setting of the blog. Been trying to tweak it to show the timestamp cos it is a challenge and whats the use if it isnt displayed. I been changing template and everything it doesnt work.
I dont speak html or http fluently enuff that i can tweak it so its gonna take sometime for me to figure this shit out. So to whom it may concern u know who u are ;) am getting to it as soon as i can, bukan nak ngelat aaaa :p
Its almost 5am and im not sleepy yet. Tossed and turned, drank warm milk, tried reading something very dry and factual nothing worked. Being in front of the lap top isnt helping my cause as well. Not that i got insomniac, its just that i got a lot on my mind off late and its work related.
Talking bout cant sleep theres this french movie Narco (2004) its about a guy who has something the opposite of insomniac, which is narcolepsy hence the title. He falls asleep anywhere, anytime and when he does fall asleep he dreams. And the stuff he dreams about he writes it in comic book. Reading the sysnopsis about this film i betcha its as magical and as wonderful as Amelie. Gonna try to find that DVD but not sure bout our local pirates taste in foreign film.
there's something about european movies that really attract me. even though i dont understand what they say and i hafta rely on the subtitle which will ruin the movie watching experience. am anal about watching movies, i like to absorb whatever is on screen i really really hate it if i hafta talk while watching in a cinema, eating during the movie (dont mind drinking though), the mister/miss i-cant-help-keeping-my-long-legs-from-bumping-the-back-of-ur-chair, big ass subtitles covering half of the screen.
Theirs are wonderfully made. Superb cameraworks, stupendous storytelling, beautifully executed, uh not forgetting the sexy accent of their oh so beautiful actress hoho that one always kills me. Kinda wish we had one of those theater that only play european movies here. At least i have the option since hollywood is spewing out crap lately with only two movies i've been waiting for this summer Watchmen and Star Trek. Here's hoping to me sleeping soon enuff and dreaming an epic adventure, been awhile since i had one of those...
Times like these i wish i was in an island somewhere running my shack selling pizzas, snacks and then some by the beach. During the night having campfire with the tourists and the locals. During the daytime just hang out read a book watching/oogling at the "scenery" ;p
Man i miss being at the beach. Mayhap getting that morning run by the beach that i so desperately in need of(cewahhhh). Lacking exercise havent been to the gym or getting any form of exercise lately. My six pac is turning into a six in one, but who wants a six pack when u can go for the whole barrel right? (righttttt...as if i got a six pac to begin with)
Lying on a hammock, my favourite cold drink by the side, got a good book to read, the sound of waves hitting the beach and a gentle breeze swaying me lulling me to sleep...gosh i need to get away to an island somewhere and fast
Enjoy the soothing sound of brudah Iz@Israel "IZ" kamakawiwo'ole (yeah his name is a mouthful)...first heard him from watching finding forrester before the ending credit rolls up.
I missed yet another day...well time flies and the next thing i know its another day. And im pressed for ideas on what to write for my next entry, heck i havent even figured what to write for this entry. Cant even take a breather to stop and smell the roses. Everything is so fast paced that if u blink u might miss something.
Since i havent a clue on what to post for todays entry im cheating again here and putting up what my cousin had on his notes in fb. A cut and paste job again but i like the msg. Its simple but yet very thought provoking. What have u been missing?
First published on Sunday Star, 11th January 2009 (sent in via email by Benedict Lee); reproduced online for your reading pleasure.
A man sat at a Metro station in Washington DC and started to play the violin; it was a cold January morning.
He played six Bach pieces for about 45 minutes. During that time, since it was rush hour, it was calculated that thousands of people went through the station, most of them on their way to work.
Three minutes went by and a middle aged man noticed there was music being played. He slowed his pace and stopped for a few seconds, then hurried off to keep up his appointed schedule.
A minute later, the violinist received his first dollar tip: a woman threw the money in his till and continued to walk on.
A few minutes later, a man leaned against the wall to listen to the violinist, but he looked at his watch and started to walk again. Clearly he was late for work.
The only one who paid the most attention was a three-year old boy. His mother tagged him along, but the kid stopped to look at the violinist. Finally the mother pushed hard and the child continued to walk, turning his head back from time to time to glance back to the alluring music.
This action was repeated by several other children. All the parents, without exception forced them to move on.
In the 45 minutes the musician played, only six people stopped and stayed for awhile. About 20 people gave him money but continued to walk on at their normal pace. He collected US$32 in total. When he finished playing and silence took over, no one noticed it. No one applauded, nor was there any recognition.
No one knew this but the violinist was actually Joshua Bell, one of the best musicians in the world. That day in the subway, he played one of the most intricate pieces ever written with a violin worth US$3.5 million. Two days before he played in the subway, Joshua Bell sold out at a theater in Boston where the seats were US$100 each on average.
This is a real story. Joshua Bell playing incognito in the Metro station was organized by the Washington Post as part of a social experiment about perception, taste and priorities of people.
The brief were; in a commonplace environment at an inappropriate hour: Do we perceive beauty? Do we stop to appreciate it? Do we recognize the talent in an unexpected context?
One of the possible conclusions from this experience could be:
If we do not have a moment to stop and listen to one of the best musicians in the world playing the best music ever written, how many other things are we missing?
Been a very busy weekend for me. Best part it was a public holiday on monday a 3 day weekend. Its the birthday of our prophet Muhammad (p.b.u.h) and i was stuck at the office thruout saturday till monday. Well after work some of my childhood buddies decided to give me a call just now saying that they wanna hang out in uptown. Been awhile since i last saw em so i decided to pack my stuff and rush back home, could pick up on things the next day.
Met up with Firhan, Syamael and Umar with his significant other Awin. I knew these guys since i was in primary, basically grew up with em. Chit-chatting, catching up, reminiscing, talking bout the good old days...But i was kinda stumped on the baby talk though. Which bottle with vents, no vents(they have that kinda bottle?), which remedy is good for colic, waking up at nite changing the diapers and feeding, well u get the picture.
But it was fun, took my mind away from the pressing matter at work today. U could say the shit hit the fan and we are left to clean up the mess in the room. Well c'est la vie...U gotta do what u gotta do till the next entry
p/s: i lost another day again damnit!!! the rate im going i'm gonna lose the challenge after all. Motherfather!!!!!!!!!!!!
Finally!!! after all these years reading it, rereading it again...trying to get and understand the story behind the story, studying it panel by panel, i get to see it on film. Zack tried to stay true to the book but he can only do so much. Some things only work on printed matter and on another media is a whole story altogether, but i'd say he done right by fan boys or at least by me.
Its grim and dark, an alternate futuristic reality of the 1980's...watchmen is about what if superheroes really existed, caped vigilantes, masked crusaders, heroes and villains or what have you. How it would affect the sociology, politics, economy, science and technology, every aspect of human life. If you could change the world how would u shape it to be and what price would u pay?
Its not your average superhero movie...dont expect coming in u get to see famous playboy billionaire by day, crime fighter by night or parttime photographer/friendly neighbourhood caped crusader. U get flawed superheroes from this one. Broken, battered, sociopathic the works. They cross so many morally grey areas they cant differentiate which one is black or white.
Take away all of the shit, and u find at the core its basically is a whodunit with problematic heroes thrown in for a lil flavor. I loved the movie and i cant wait to get the DVD version of it. An extra 30-40 minutes, under the hood, the tales of the black frieghter (a story within a story). Now excuse me while i find the copy of watchmen and tick off the checklist whats in the movie and what wasnt ;)....
Was a pretty hectic day for me. I was out and about in KL and didnt even get to set foot in the office at all. I clocked in about 200km driving all around KL if i was driving to johore im 3 quarter of the way already. It was pretty hot at noon today, and didnt really help matters that I just had to get a ticket from DBKL for illegal parking. I left the car not more than 10 minutes and when i got out of the car i made certain there wasnt any ticketing officer nearby whatsoever. There were a couple of cars already parked by the side and i thought why the hell not i'd join them run in for a spell get out quick cos i needed to be elsewhere fast.
And sure as the sun comes up in the east and sets in the west they will come. I dont know why its always when u dont pay ur parking that one time, when u been paying all along they will get you. Like this one time i paid whatever coins i had in the coin compartment cause i know im gonna be there for quite sometime and i noticed the car next to me theres no parking stub displayed in his car. And what do u know there wasnt any ticket issued to the car next to me. Call me jealous call me dengki whatever but damnit when i do it i have the damnest luck.
As i got out of the site and walked to my car saw this lady DBKL officer walking away and there wasnt any car anymore next to my car. Lo and behold what do i see on my window, a 'love letter' from her. I mean COME ON!!! Think i might as well write back to her. (inspired by Lev)
----------------------------------------------------- For Your Eyes Only To The Spy Who "Loved" Me,
I am writing this letter to inform you i was On Her Majesty's Secret Service and had to leave my Moonraker for only 10 minutes. During that Quantum Of Solace you just had to give me a ticket. Couldnt have said Dr. No and Live And Let Die my car to Die Another Day?
Never Say Never Again am i so ticked off right now. If i ever get A View To A Kill of you, i'll use my Licence To Kill, take out my golden gun and im going to Thunderball the Living Daylights your Octopussy till your Goldeneye pop out.
You know The World Is Not Enough for you to hide from me, but dont gamble away all your Diamonds Are Forever at the Casino Royale just yet. Cause who knows, maybe You Only Live Twice and i just might decide to only give you the Goldfinger.
From Russia With Love,
The Man With The Golden Gun
Wednesday, March 4
Defecated by
max
Found this lil gem while broswing in youtube. Its 12 mins long mind you but worth every min.
**ok everyone on 3...1, 2, 3, awwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww**
Love finding these kinda vids on youtube. The kinda videps that gives impact, that teaches u something new, that makes u laugh or just simply by making u smile a lil. Makes me believe in humanity. what they got to offer, their raw talents, their culture u learn online or the antics ppl go thru just to get a few laughs.
Hehe i know im cutting corners by embedding a vid for an entry but im dead tired its almost 3 and i've got an early day tomorrow. Been trying to think of something to write but im drawing blanks here. Till the next entry eh ;)
Went out with my cuz and a few frens to watch Street Fighter: The Legend of Chun Li tonite. Didnt put much hope on seeing a good movie anyway and i wasnt disappointed with my assessment. It reeked and badly. Not even halfway thru i was restless, wishing the end wud come quickly and swiftly. But the movie is not gonna make things easy for me as i suspected. It dragged its miserable self slowly, oozing feces-like from what ever depth of the lowest level of hell that it came out off. It was so bad it made Van Damme's street fighter seemed good.
If i knew its gonna be bad why watch it in the 1st place u might ask. Well thats a very good question indeed. In anticipation for Watchmen, we tot of watching filler movies before we get to see it this coming thursday and Street Fighter was available. I believe since audience nowadays are getting smarter and smarter, we wont be served with the kinda shit that we watched in the 80's and 90's. The likes of Mario Bros, Double Dragons to name a few. But NOOOOOOOOOOOO!!! We still get stuff like SF and Uwe Boll's In The Name Of The King.
Granted adaptation of video games into movies hasnt been really successful. Unlike its cousin comicbook movie. Although Mortal Kombat and Resident Evil i wud call a success not a great one, but still it works. How many ways can u make a good movie from a fighting video game. Are u gonna go down the path of DOA just show lots and lots of booty and hope everybody doesnt notice how bad the movie was, or you gonna do it like Mortal Kombat staying true to the storyline like in the game which leaves nothing much to the plot but making fan boys of the series happy.
SF tried to do an original story, which doesnt stay true to the SF universe. U got an Irish Bison who is a bad ass...He is so bad ass that in his youth he steals a basket full of fish from fisherman becos he can. The Movie is shot mainly in bangkok and do we get to see Sagat, NO. Vega is a wuss, u get to see him in a coupla times and in when u get to see him in action he gets his ass kick so very easily by Chun Li. Theres so many unrequired scenes, no continuity, well the more u disect the movie the more it crumbles and thus list goes on and on.
Still am wondering whats so legendary about Chun Li. Well like they say u can only move on up from here. Heres hoping to an awesome movie this coming thursday. Who watches the watchmen? We definitely are with great anticipation.
I was challenged by a fren to start back blogging. Its been awhile since i last did anything with the blog. The condition though is quite challenging i must say. I hafta write at least a minimum one entry a day for the next 365 days and with valid reason i could slack off a maximum of 20 days. So hopefully by the end of this year i have 365 entries or at least a minimum of 345. Whats in it for me u might ask, well if im successful I'd get a choice of half a dozen book and if i dont make it i have to eat a tube of toothpaste...heres hoping that my stomach after the year has ended doesnt taste fresh and minty eh
