Things You Would Love To Say...

got this from an email, an oldie but a goodie

1- I can see your point, but I still think you're full of crap.

2- I don't know what your problem is, but I'll bet it's hard to pronounce.

3- How about never? Is never good for you?

4- I see you've set aside this special time to humiliate yourself in public.

5- I'm really easy to get along with once you people learn to worship me.

6- I'll try being nicer if you'll try being smarter.

7- I'm out of my mind, but feel free to leave a message.

8- I don't work here. I'm a consultant.

9- It sounds like English, but I can't understand a word you're saying.

10- Ahhh... I see the screw-up fairy has visited us again...

11- I like you. You remind me of when I was young and stupid.

12- You are validating my inherent mistrust of strangers.

13- I have plenty of talent and vision, I just don't give a damn.

14- Visualizing? I'm already visualizing the duct tape over your mouth.

15- I will always cherish the initial misconceptions I had about you being competent.

16- Thank you. We're all refreshed and challenged by your unique point of view.

17- The fact that no one understands you doesn't mean you're an artist.

18- Any connection between your reality and mine is purely coincidental.

Wisdom

wisdom is not exclusive to the old. it comes from life lessons learnt and remembered regardless of age as evident in this entry from powerpuff;

http://powerpuff.liquidblade.com/wp-trackback.php?p=589

way to go girl!

Alcohol Knowledge Test Result

got this from Biatch who got it from Mandrake who got it from Lynn...

Bourbon Congratulations! You're 118 proof, with specific scores in beer (80) , wine (116), and liquor (95).

Screw all that namby-pamby chick stuff, you're going straight for the bottle and a shot glass! It'll take more than a few shots of Wild Turkey or 99 Bananas before you start seeing pink elephants. You know how to handle your alcohol, and yourself at parties.

My test tracked 4 variables How you compared to other people your age and gender: You scored higher than 33% on proof You scored higher than 89% on beer index You scored higher than 96% on wine index You scored higher than 93% on liquor index

Link: The Alcohol Knowledge Test written by hoppersplit on Ok Cupid

Good Friday

catholicism is the only real religion for alcoholics.

the first public miracle by jesus was to change water into wine. more importantly wine was used in the last supper to represent his blood sacrifice. so no celebration of mass is possible without wine. in the soviet bloc wine had to be smuggled to imprisoned catholic priests so that masses could be celebrated in the camps.

i fondly remember how the irish lasallian brothers got drunk every founder's day in school. leaving home as young men, living out their lives far from home, educating, inculcating, dying and buried in foreign soil. the fact that these brothers were committed educators and wonderful men has educated all and converted many.

on this good friday i raise a toast to these men who had chosen to follow their lord and master in giving their all for others in the name of love.

Betrayal

it has been 2 weeks. just needed to have it done. it was quick and ended with a blow job. when it was over there was relief it was good but there was guilt.

that was a haircut at a www.ec-house.com outlet. $10/10 minutes yet it felt like a betrayal of sorts. why is it different with a hairstylist?

i buy some shirts off the rack, have some tailored in china but i have never felt that way with my regular tailor. when it comes to alcohol, i am a complete slut, drinking almost everything everywhere, never answerable to any provider.

so why with a hairstylist?

Dempsey

wine & company, sitting in the open beneath the trees. great great pizzas, loved both the mozzarella and funghi. even the spinach pizza was alright.

very limited range of australian shiraz. good south african, easy drinking and good prices. the problem is that one needs to call for a cab to get out of the place.

would have to find a non drinking buddy to be the designated driver. hmm... "non drinking buddy" does such a creature really exist?

Cogs R Us

a young friend wanted to know the meaning of life. since i don't have a lifetime and mainly not wanting to bore him, i gave him the short version.

we are cogs in the big machine known as society. the cogs turn coz the big wheels and gears turn. round and round, day in day out.

the young man was depressed hearing this. he wondered aloud if that was all to it. i told him that sometimes a cog refuses to turn or it decides to turn in a different direction. when that happens it either breaks or the machine will change and adapt to the cog's actions. the cog becomes a wheel.

p.s. being a cog or a wheel, lubrication is required to keep the motion going. i recommend maotai, but of coz...

Nature walk...

am now blogging from shelter A at the bukit batok nature park. i just had lunch nearby and walked by the park.

decided to take a stroll and then promptly sat down at the first shelter that was here. am not much of a nature person. though the geenery is much appreciated, most of buglife that comes with is not. already killed couple of ants and a mozzie that got too friendly.

appreciate nature more from a 25th floor window or in the national geographic magazine.

having said that i like the sound of crickets marking out their territory or attracting their mates. to eat, avoid being eaten and trying to a get a f87k. humbling to know that in many ways one is not very different from a bug.

Haze

yesterday was past in a haze. friends sake and cordy were evicted bodily earlier on. their company left me in a stupor not too pleasant.

Is it really better to be loved than to love?

being the cynical and selfish one, one would say yes. put it down to lessons learnt from early years of youth.

one would also say experience the gamut of emotions brought by love. for soon enough house mortages, car loans, in-laws, income tax, supermarketinng, kids' music lessons, kids' PSLE, leaking aircons/ plumbling etc etc will come.

the lofty spirit, ideals, soaring heights of ecstasy, plunging depths of depression are defeated by the mundane.

so miss drinkalot and biaTCH, here is one's take at 1.30am with the help of my friends sake and cordon bleu.

Red red wine

someone says my wine sense is ribbena with alcohol. lots of truth in that. i like red wine with lots of flavor. australian shiraz works for me; the fruitiness, the body and of course the high alcohol content.

in london, i was given the opportunity to sample hautes/ chateaus that cost many an english pound. some of the angmos went "ooooooh" some went "ahhhhhhhh" and the sole suaku (me) thought that kachau (roaches) had gotten to the wine and drowned in it. dusty and weak.

to me, a good red wine is like an australian sheila; strong, full bodied, nice warm hugging and smelling of ribbena.

Turtle tortoise terrapin ... soup

indonesian farm-bred terrapins. tasty rich soup hinted with herbs and enriched with BYO half peg of brandy. sweet meat, tasty liver and cruncy innards. eggs that grainly burst. fragrant yam rice.

wonderful pick-me-up. would be lovely if one can do an afternoon nap after a meal like this. just too decadent...

i love ser seng turtle soup. opposite food centre at macpherson.

Busy busy and not happy...

not with work. i was not too happy, my son broke his glasses so we have to fix him up with a new pair. his broken pair showed evidence of kiddo torture and abuse. according to the optician the poor glasses were probably stomped on. 2nd pair done in the same way.

why??? who knows??? rough play with his schoolmates? he stuck to his story that the frame came apart suddenly then one of the lenses popped out and disappeared. in the classroom.

i know a lie when i hear one. will get to the facts behind this in good time. am not going to pay another $150 for a replacement pair. should take it out of his ang pow money, damnit.

update: my little one has confessed, he broke his specs doing a header in a football game :) i guess that is ok then. boys will be boys. he so lucky he got an indulgent daddy lah.

Do I eat/ drink/ love/ live too much?

funny how it always seem like a good idea at the time. the pain the next day seems to bring much regret, enforces logic. putting it down to foolishness/ foolhardiness/ stupidity/ gaining experience.

till it happens again... again... and yet again.