travelling salesman. fav drink maotai. maotai makes it much easier for me to deal with people. that includes you so don't go leaving any nasty comments :)
Monday, March 28, 2005
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.
Sunday, March 27, 2005
| 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: |
|Link: The Alcohol Knowledge Test written by hoppersplit on Ok Cupid|
Friday, March 25, 2005
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.
Wednesday, March 23, 2005
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?
Monday, March 21, 2005
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?
Saturday, March 12, 2005
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...
Thursday, March 10, 2005
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.
Sunday, March 06, 2005
Saturday, March 05, 2005
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.
Friday, March 04, 2005
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.
Thursday, March 03, 2005
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.
Wednesday, March 02, 2005
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.
Tuesday, March 01, 2005
till it happens again... again... and yet again.