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I'm Internet-enabled!

2009-10-09T12:17:00.002+08:00

i'm flying off tomorrow, to take an exam in the UK. hopefully it'll be the last one for some time, and i can then study to upgrade myself for fun, rather than a structured examination. :-) wish me luck!

the last 69 hours or so, i've had my Streamyx connection shut down. i thought it was me, and i went out and replaced a modem, but it didn't work either.

so i called 100, to try to settle the problem. they kept saying that it'll take 48 hours. and 50 hours after i made the initial complaint, two technicians were despatched to my place.

within 10 minutes and with 2 phone calls, they diagnosed the problem.

it was a wrongly-issued work order on Tuesday, to terminate my account. to solve the problem, their hands are tied - they needed a new work order to re-connect my account. it's just a matter of a few jumper cables, no sweat.

so today morning, i went to TMpoint at 830am, and stayed there for 50 minutes, to settle this problem. initially the people there said that i'll be reconnected within 24 hours, but i said that it was not acceptable to me, and i wanted to be reconnected NOW.

and i didn't budge until i got a reassurance that i'll get it by 12pm.

my issues are as follows:

1. it was probably a clerical error that led to the termination of the service. i have no problems with mistakes that happen, and there shouldn't be a witch-hunt for the person who made this mistake. i forgive this.

2. why do you need 48 hours to settle this issue? it needs settling NOW. AT THIS INSTANT. i made a total of 12 calls to 100 over this period of 69 hours, just to settle this, because this is a matter of principle. i will not tolerate third world levels of service, not when they advertise themselves as some big international company.

the first 4 calls kept telling me that it's 48 hours to a solution. it's also not their fault - their hands are tied and the company is telling them to tell the customer that it's 48 hours to a solution.

so i waited patiently, and when Hour 48 came with no solution, i can use the company's policy against them. and i did - with a further 8 calls between Hour 48-52 trying to diagnose this problem.

i just refused to budge. i was not rude at all, i was very reasonable, said thank you and sorry, told them it's not their fault, tried to get them to agree that we need to get a solution for me, and finally at Hour 50, two technicians came, who made two calls and inside 10 minutes, got the diagnosis.

see how important it is to have men on the ground? not inside some air-conditioned call centre in KL.

3. it turned out to be such a simple problem - issue a new work order, re-connect me the next working day, and voila! no problems for all concerned.

but why couldn't the technical assistance folks in KL handle this from their computers? what kind of archaic 1960s system that Telekom Malaysia runs? can't you check this from any PC?? that technician even got the number of the work order, all through a telephone call! an analogue call in a digital world - that solved the issue.

4. in TMpoint today, they said that i needed to wait 24 hours to be reconnected. this wasn't acceptable to me, and i told them in very certain (but very polite) terms.

what sort of company terminates immediately on receiving a work order, but needs 24 hours to reconnect, even after receiving a new work order? it's just a damned jumper cable - detach, and attach.

5. all this boils down to one thing - Telekom Malaysia has a virtual monopoly on telecoms services in malaysia. a lack of competition has made them bloated and too comfortable, and therefore ignorant of an individual customer.

we don't have first world infrastructure at all, so don't lie to ourselves. we cannot even ensure 1Mbps, and South Korea is already at guaranteed 10Mbps speeds.

and we definitely don't have a first world mentality either - and the way i was given a runaround is testament to that.

there are a lot of structural flaws inside the system. and it needs to change.

the technicians are the best - Mr Sufian and Mr Suid - both very professional and very competent. i'm impressed by them, and wish there were more like-minded people in Telekom Malaysia.

okay, i've finished ranting. now to have lunch, and then leave for Penang to see the LOML, and then to fly off soon.

i'm ready for it. i'm ready for this. i have an exam to finish! yeah!

there's no time!!

2009-09-24T18:54:00.003+08:00

there's no time for anything these days, but i long for a day when i can make a trip like this:

http://travel.nytimes.com/2009/09/20/travel/20explorer.html

oooh i'm lazy!

2009-09-08T19:11:00.002+08:00

to blog, i mean. but i still read newspapers, and i surfed on to one of my favourite blogs today:

http://london-underground.blogspot.com/

and found this:

http://www.creativereview.co.uk/cr-blog/2009/august1/mind-the-staff

nice!

2009-08-22T14:28:00.000+08:00

~ from The Madman, by Kahlil Gibran

How I Became A Madman

You ask me how I became a madman. It happened thus: One day, long before many gods were born, I woke from a deep sleep and found all my masks were stolen -- the seven masks I have fashioned and worn in seven lives -- I ran maskless through the crowded streets shouting, "Thieves, thieves, the cursed thieves."

Men and women laughed at me and some ran to their houses in fear of me.

And when I reached the market place, a youth standing on a house-top cried, "He is a madman." I looked up to behold him; the sun kissed my own naked face for the first time. For the first time the sun kissed my own naked face and my soul was inflamed with love for the sun, and I wanted my masks no more. And as if in a trance I cried, "Blessed, blessed are the thieves who stole my masks."

Thus I became a madman.

And I have found both freedom and safety in my madness; the freedom of loneliness and the safety from being understood, for those who understand us enslave something in us.

But let me not be too proud of my safety. Even a Thief in a jail is safe from another thief.

Ain't No Sunshine When She's Gone...

2009-08-19T20:54:00.003+08:00

Bill Withers, God bless him, got it 100% right - there just ain't no sunshine when she's gone. it's not warm when she's away. and she's always gone too long, every time she goes away.

i know, i know, i know, i know, i know, i know, i know, i know, i know, i know, i know, i know, i know, i know, i know, i know, i know, i know, i know, i know there ain't no sunshine when she's gone! haha! funky song, ain't it?

well, she's gone. to Boise, Idaho, 14 time zones and 13630km away. and i can't wait to have her back in my arms - come back soon! i miss you lots, and love you dearly. :-)

and another one about H1N1

2009-08-12T19:02:00.002+08:00

we've seen daily statements by the Minister of Health, the DG of Health, the DPM, the PM, and various Ministers (one discouraged public events, at an event in which he officiated - what hypocrisy).

why aren't there any announcements by our Infectious Diseases Physicians from Sungai Buloh, our Epidemiologists from university hospitals, and Public Health Physicians from the ministry? i think that THEY are the ones more qualified to make announcements, and not politicians, who should keep quiet in times of crises and leave it to the well-trained.

hahaha!

2009-08-12T18:59:00.001+08:00

how about a play in three acts? check this out:

http://www.boston.com/news/local/massachusetts/articles/2009/08/04/a_tale_told_by_an_idiot/

The Flu

2009-08-07T19:27:00.004+08:00

tuberculosis. cancers. motor vehicle accidents. heart attacks. surgeries. pneumonias. HIV/AIDS. diarrhoeas. malaria. neonatal infections. strokes. tobacco. alcohol. heroin. cocaine.

these are some of the diseases that kill more people than H1N1. as of today, there has been 1446 deaths among the 199,146 confirmed cases worldwide. that's 0.7%. and most of them have got co-morbidities anyway, making any infection more dangerous in them. any infection at all, including the common cold.

why are we being hypocrites and wearing masks? shouldn't we also stop smoking, stop drinking, stop driving recklessly? shouldn't we also be alarmed by the epidemic of obesity and of tobacco?

H1N1 is a dangerous disease admittedly, but only in those at extremes of age, pregnant, and with other co-morbidities like heart disease, obesity, asthma, diabetes or low immunity. don't overkill ourselves please.

please, let's all keep calm and don't panic. please.

a surreal night

2009-06-11T20:22:00.002+08:00

i was oncall on monday night. it was a busy call and i only managed to come home to have dinner (mom cooked) around 2am. it was the night where the racial riots took place in kamunting, and A+E was crazy mad with injured people.

i was a little woozy from fatigue, i was hungry and thirsty as hell, and as i sat down to dinner i figured i should watch some telly.

so that night, i had dinner at 2am, while watching The Simpsons, while being on call, while racial riots were erupting not far away from me. whoa. i think it was the most surreal night of my life.

costs and expenses

2009-06-04T20:42:00.003+08:00

i think i spent maybe RM4000 in the UK, not including my airfare. this included food, overland transportation, souvenirs, entrance tickets, newspapers, bric-a-bracs, books, assorted snacks, some change for buskers, some tips for waiters, some handouts to beggars.

i think it was well-spent! i am a very happy man. but here are what i think are the best experiences for me (and their costs):

FREE:

1. walks around London.

2. playing football in Regents Park (and scoring 8 goals).

3. falling asleep on a park bench alongside the Thames, opposite Westminster, in the spring sunshine.

4. going to Parliament to watch the debates - especially during the whole expenses-claims saga.

70p:

1. unquestionably, The Guardian. almost every day. including Sundays, when it takes a small forest to produce the weekend editions (GBP2 weekends).

GBP2.50:

1. a jacket potato with liberal smearings of mayo and spicy beans - somewhere in Covent Garden.

GBP4.79:

1. The Guardian, a sandwich and a hot chocolate from Subway, a park bench and the spring sunshine.

GBP5:

1. ticket to Star Trek in Leicester Square, down from GBP13.50. i wandered aimlessly into the cinema looking for ticket prices, around 45 minutes before the show. a guy sees my aimlessness, makes for me and asks if i wanted to buy a ticket to Star Trek, that he doesn't mind selling to me for GBP5. so i buy it - and i had a wonderful show!

GBP7.99:

1. a three course Italian meal - minestrone, carbonara, icecream. i never knew Italian could be so delicious.

GBP8:

1. i bought a map of Canada for this price - from 1882. it's a new hobby - cartography!

GBP9:

1. KUNIYOSHI! the grand Japanese master of block painting had an exhibition in the Royal Academy of Arts - i struggled for 2 days to decide whether or not to pay to see his works, which i can see for free online. i'm glad something in me was spendthrift!

GBP16.50:

1. free travel on the Tube and buses for a whole week!!

**big gap here huh? some multiple-items receipts amount to somewhere between 16.50-35.00, but i have no single items in this range - i guess i'm either in the cheapskates section, or the upper crust**

GBP35:

1. Adam Duritz and the Counting Crows, with my sister. fantastic smashing concert - and i'm very glad for the company of someone i love very very very dearly.

GBP38:

1. tickets to the Guiness Premiership Rugby Finals between London Irish and Leicester Tigers, and sitting next to a Scot who supports the Irish, and told me the history of that team.

GBP65.50:

1. Seat 942, Row 12, Block 125, Upper Tier - Arsenal v Chelsea (sigh... why did they have to lose 1-4?)

GBP200 (or what may have been):

1. a guy stopped me while i was walking along Baker Street, and offered me a brand new Sony VAIO laptop worth GBP990 for GBP200. instantly i smelled a thief. stupidly (or bravely), i followed him to a side road where he showed me a brand new Sony VAIO laptop with Windows Vista. i made an excuse and said no - though i would have been severely tempted by a MacBook haha!

***

the last time i was in London, i was a (semi)impoverished student going for debate tournaments and sleeping in people's dorms.

this time, i'm a working professional with money enough to spend. ahh the wonders of purchasing power!

funny how i don't write anymore

2009-06-01T19:59:00.002+08:00

touching down on home shores brings chores rushing back to you - calls, patients, work, souvenirs, unpacking, laundry, sleep, re-synchronisation of body-mind-soul to pass another exam - phew.

it's back to sesquipedalian jargonistic speech - like encephalopathy, fronto-temporo-parietal haemorrhage and Addisonian crises. for two glorious weeks, i was living off a palette of beautifully sculpted monosyllabic words - lunch, walk, sun, newspapers (okay, fine, so that's three syllables), parks and sleep.

but hey i can look forward to another holiday at the end of this particular leg of my journey? perhaps three weeks in Indochina, riding elephants and motorcycles, eating beef noodles and fried crickets, witnessing cock-fighting and muay thai.

yes - i'd love that!

Over and Out

2009-05-20T05:20:00.002+08:00

this is my last post from London - that most wonderful and gorgeous of cities.

i've had a wonderful two weeks here and Edinburgh (another wonderful and gorgeous city), and i've come away very impressed with so many things. there was plenty to learn and to take away from my two weeks - and plentier (?) to aspire to.

i'm sorry that i have to leave, but we will not know what a good day is if we don't have normal days and bad days. so i'm happy to be able to go home where i will go back to work and do the things that i love.

i loved London's parks and wide open spaces, providing such respite from a busy city. i was in Regent, Hyde, Green and St James Park - i can't decide if i love them more than i loved the second bench from the Westminster Bridge facing west and Houses of Parliament? that same bench where for the first time i fell asleep in the sun, in public.

i loved London's energy, and how everyone seems to walk faster than me, and how i couldn't keep up even when i tried so hard. and every few minutes, there was always someone wearing iPods jogging past me.

i loved London's excellent transport system. they deliver you almost to the doorstep, and everything is highly integrated, and the London Underground is a world-class icon. i felt safe, there were plenty of directions, and the stations were all so personable and alive (they had Sherlock Holmes pictures all over the walls of the Baker Street station).

i loved the theatre and the myriad shows available all year long. they had Waiting for Godot as well! there is so many things to do - comedy clubs, pub quizzes, concerts and bands. and so much shopping - all the brands in the world are here - except Bata. and despite Jimmy Choo being malaysian, the best place to go Choo-shopping is still London!

i loved walking in London. i walked from Westminster to Trafalgar Square to Oxford Circus to Bond Street. i walked from Emirates Stadium to Kings Cross, Twickenham to Richmond, i walked from Westminster Bridge to Tower Bridge, park to park, tube station to tube station. it was sunny, it was rainy, it was cold and it was windy - i walked all over this city!

i loved the purchasing power in this city. if you don't multiply by 5, London is amazingly cheap. you go shopping in Tesco and fill a cart, you only spend £25. you buy a tee for £8, and books for £9 and a Sony laptop for £399 and a BMW for £11,000, things that cost RM35, RM42, RM2399 and RM300,000 in malaysia. but the amazing thing is, you earn the same amount over here!

i loved the amazing variety of food. i am haunted by my significant other telling me about rotten bananas she saw in Giant Penang, but here everything is large and colourful and abundant and cheap! i had African, Mediterranean, Vietnamese, Italian, English, Chinese, Indian, Lebanese, microwave - all in one city, for very reasonable prices.

i love London. i guess it's clear huh? :-) but i'm glad to be going home, and to the one i love.

and this is very impressive

2009-05-19T06:18:00.003+08:00

i watched the debate this afternoon in the House of Commons. i'm not sure if NST or The Star will report on the ongoing claims crisis in the UK, but it's a big thing over here and is the subject of many column inches, from highbrow magazines like The Economist down to the popular flicks like FHM and Cosmopolitan.

basically, it's a bunch of MPs who are claiming too much money from the government (and by extension, the taxpayers) for frivolous items - like diapers and fixing water pipes under their tennis courts. the worst offender claimed thousands of pounds to pay for interest on a loan he took to buy a second home. the trouble is, he had already finished paying for that home.

that was probably the only legally wrong claim. most other claims are legally right, but morally very questionable (you'd expect that from claims for a toilet brush holder). you can see a spreadsheet here:
http://spreadsheets.google.com/ccc?key=rvWgEEGK9xuUQBR1EFcxHWA

so the Speaker faced lots of pressure to quit today. he dealt with it poorly:
http://www.guardian.co.uk/politics/2009/may/18/gordon-brown-michael-martin-speaker

here are my impressions, compressed into soundbites:

1. every country has corruption. even Malaysia, and we must not hide from this fact. the wonder in this country is that the media is actively exposing corruption and the public is actively getting angry about it. this will never happen where i come from.

2. only in a First World country can an MP say this to the Speaker, and not go to jail, and rather become viewed as a hero:
"When will Members be allowed to choose a new speaker with the moral authority to clean up Westminster and the legitimacy to lift this House out of the mire?"
this is right after that MP proposed a motion of no-confidence in the Speaker, but it was postponed to tomorrow.

3. everybody from both Conservative and Labour agree that they have been wrong and have committed morally wrong and legally questionable claims - and are profoundly sorry and appear apologetic and ashamed. this is a bit much - praising those thieves who are caught with their hands in the cookie jar - but nevertheless, acts of contrition are the least anyone can do when caught. again, it'll take something special to incorporate this (or is it indoctrinate this) into malaysian mentality.

***

on the bus coming back tonight, i overheard two people talking behind me. this isn't a bus heading to a swanky part of town, it was a bus headed to a suburb, which means that these two are the average Joes of London. their English sounded a little foreign, like they've been here not too long. they don't look white collar at all.

what were they talking about? modernisation, industrialisation, Egyptian pharoahs and their pyramids and how they managed to build them without tools - finally agreeing that tools are the building blocks of modern society, without which we are lost.

this is the conversation between two 20-ish year olds, in the back of a bus, around 10pm, on a Monday night, heading home.

what are our Malaysian 20-ish year olds talking about as they head home?

London Irish

2009-05-18T06:30:00.002+08:00

imagine if you were displaced to another country, and that country wasn't very friendly to your own - declaring wars and whatnot on your country.

imagine that you wanted very much to express yourself but you really couldn't, because to do so would be to jeopardise your own safety.

in effect, you're an exile. and what do you do? form your own rugby club, that's what!!

so that's how London Irish was formed, more than 100 years ago. and they've never made the finals of the Guinness Premiership before, but here they are in Twickenham Stadium, facing the Leicester Tigers, who made the finals the previous 5 years in a row!

don't you just love the underdog? i love them - about as much as i love their history too. plus, i am fond of the Irish, having close associations with some of them who are fantastic La Sallian Brothers and taught me in and out of the classroom.

so there i was in Twickenham, the temple of rugby, seating 82000 people, and seeing 81000 people come to see London Irish narrowly lose 10-9 to Leicester. the result didn't matter - the atmosphere was fantastic!

i saw a grandmother, kids, families, gorgeous blondes, wheelchair bound folks - the crowd was a lot more diverse and interesting than Arsenal's. and 81ooo people - you have got to be there to believe the atmosphere! i have never seen so many people in one place before!

Adam Duritz was charismatic, and the concert was even better! tomorrow, i'm going to watch a day's worth of debates in Parliament - at the height of the MPs' claims crisis. live entertainment!

these are my encounters of the third kind

2009-05-15T23:00:00.000+08:00

1. i finish watching Star Trek last week, and i walk around Piccadilly looking for the tube (it was around 10.30pm), and i pass a club, that in retrospect, was probably gay. balding guy in late 40s (though their ages are difficult to guess - schoolgirls look like grownups there) sidles up to me and asks "hey, how're things?".

that wouldn't be so strange if it weren't for the fact that he walked across the road to do that.

my response: i'm doing alright.
my reaction: walk faster and ultimately he couldn't keep up. phew!

2. then i walk past this young couple in front of a shop in Edinburgh, and they were French kissing quite amorously. i smiled in their direction, which in retrospect, was a bad idea. he looked drunk, and suddenly he was screaming obscenities at me. again, my solution? walk faster!

3. this is the best yet! again i was walking (yes, but one day i will be chauffeur-driven in London, New York, Paris, Tokyo AND Milan), this time along Baker Street, on my way to the Sherlock Holmes Museum (yesyes, i'm a geek/nerd/dweeb).

guy comes up to me and says "my friend, d'ya wanna buy a laptop? it's a brand new one week old Sony VAIO. in the shops it's £980, but i'm selling it to you for £200".

my immediate thought when he got to the word 'laptop' was 'stolen property', and his next few lines merely confirm my suspicions.

the price fell to £150 to try to tempt me! and of course i was tempted. but also, of course i didn't buy it.

although i should have. i feel certain that i can track down the real owner, and i can return it to him/her and get paid £150 for my troubles, and better yet, earn an undying friend for life haha!

so in the last 10 days - i've been mistaken for a gay, the moral police, and a criminal. i think i need to repent.

***

Close Encounters of the Third Kind is a famous Spielberg movie about alien abductions.

obviously there are close encounters of the First Kind as well as Second Kind. First Kind encounters are when there is a sighting of an UFO or alien.

Second Kind encounters are when you have some sort of effect from that exposure - radiation, amnesia, changes in the surroundings.

Third Kind encounters are when you have direct contact with aliens, up to and including abductions.

just thought i should clear the air there. Kirk out.

i have been very busy

2009-05-14T17:08:00.002+08:00

1. cramming a trip to Edinburgh, where i walked a grand total of 22km in 36 hours - until my inner thighs have chafed! i love it love it love it! the old buildings were gorgeous, the accent impenetrable (but charming), the weather was biting cold but fantastic! i shall return, to climb the Crag and watch the sunset.

2. i will be very busy tonight - sister and i will be watching the Counting Crows at Wembley!

I was there!

2009-05-11T06:32:00.002+08:00

i was there when Chelsea beat Arsenal 4-1, and i must say that the stadium was fantastic!! okay, it may not have had the character of Highbury (i did see it when i came over in 2004), and it may not have the character of Old Trafford or Camp Nou, but it was still quite a sight to behold. 60057 people made the trek to Emirates this afternoon, with gorgeous weather and sunshine. it was a perfect day for football, and i am glad i was there, although the result was a bit of a disappointment (plus i lost my £5 bet with Ladbrokes). i should have kept to my traditional annual Arsenal-Tottenham bet, sigh.

today i also pampered myself with the newspapers - read in the sunshine! it's so pleasant to be able to read in the sunshine, without sweating like pigs. the weather was cool and windy, and the sun just pleasantly so.

*****

and then it was time to go home, and when i did, i saw this man who fell down the stairs at the Tube station. he was conscious, but had a laceration over his head. he was a little tipsy, and his son was there (tipsy too). so i stopped and helped, and the paramedics arrived in no time at all.

and they were fantastic - took control of the situation, stabilised the spine, gave oxygen, inserted a 22G cannula (the largest there is - the orange one), log-rolled him onto the spinal board and carried him upstairs and onto the ambulance.

i am very impressed! they were obviously well-trained, with excellent bedside manners, and calmness under pressure. okay, one will argue that they deal with drunken falls 7 times every night shift, but this belies the fact that they handled the whole event very well.

the moral of the story? if you ever fall down the stairs in London, you can be reassured that bery competent help is on the way.

my only hope now is that no one will sue me for being a Good Samaritan.
(http://uk.news.yahoo.com/blog/editors_corner/article/9758/)

London Town

2009-05-07T21:16:00.003+08:00

i am blogging from London - !!

this may be my first foreign post (hopefully not my last), and there's so many things i want to say, but so little time, so a scattergun approach will be something like this:

1. the sun rises very early over here. at 5.14am when we landed, it was already as bright as 8.14am in malaysia. which is kinda nice - you can wake early and have some daylight to work with before you go to work.

2. everyone in the Tube reads. even the ones who look violent and angry - their noses are buried in various newspapers. the malaysian equivalent is sullen looks and text messaging, and no reading at all (but i can't blame them, because unlike malaysia...)

3. the newspapers here are really good! but of course i already know that. before lunch i had already polished off The Guardian (and one jacket potato), and i've got three more to go. i am in heaven, with broadsheets and berliners!

4. tomorrow, i shall go to the park benches opposite Westminster and sit there and read tomorrow's newspapers, while drinking coffee and enjoying the Thames breeze.

yay!

i never know what's good for me...

2009-05-03T09:03:00.002+08:00

i have mock exams tomorrow, and i should be studying and resting. something told me that i should wake up to watch the Madrid-Barcelona game this morning, but i didn't.

this is despite opening my eyes to switch off the alarm, and my mum waking me up as well - by shaking me violently (like you shake that banned Apple app).

but i was too lazy and therefore went back to sleep.

what an idiot!! Barcelona won 6-2!!! away from home!

okay, briefly here's why i love the team: fiercely Catalan, they embody a different language and cultural ethos from the rest of Spain. used to be in Franco's time, Spanish was spoken everywhere, and Catalan was banned (so was Basque and other dialects). but the only place Catalan was spoken was in the Nou Camp - where even Franco's soldiers dare not step foot into.

for the longest time they refused to put a sponsor's logo on their jerseys - even though you make millions of euros from this business deal. Madrid had Teka and Samsung, MUtd had AIG and Sharp, even Arsenal has Emirates. but not Barcelona - they played with empty jerseys.

until a few years ago when they had a "sponsor" - UNICEF. and they gave away their shirt space for free! which (money-making) football club have you seen give away advertising space for free?

i like independent teams with their own philosophy and ethos - Arsenal with their emphasis on youth, and Barcelona with their emphasis on their roots.

i'll wake up for the next Barcelona game. in the mean time, i'm going to hit the exams hard tomorrow!

Maira Kalman - she's at it again!!

2009-04-24T13:57:00.003+08:00

oh gosh! check this out:

http://kalman.blogs.nytimes.com/2009/04/23/may-it-please-the-court/

isn't she just wonderful?? the writing, the cursive font, the words, the brilliant illustrations...

cats are stupid

2009-04-23T22:37:00.003+08:00

i was buying dinner today, and i was walking back to my car. from a distance away, i saw a black cat humping a brown cat.

in the middle of the road, right on top of the divider line.

two cars passed, but the black cat was still busy having fun.

the third car honked and (by this time i was close enough to see and hear) the black cat cast an evil eye at the silver Vios and growled in the voice of The Devil Cat from Hell. and then the party broke up.

after you interrupted a black cat's fun, whoever the owner of the silver Vios is, you're probably not going to get any action for the rest of your miserable life.

what i wanted from the elections

2009-04-08T19:05:00.002+08:00

now that it's over - i can tell the truth.

i discharged a middle-aged gentleman on saturday morning so that he could go home and vote in the Bukit Gantang elections. he was admitted for high sugar levels in his blood, but he was very well when i saw him. he also had an amputation above his right knee 2 years ago for a very bad foot ulcer.

so i told him, okay, pakcik, you go home today and wait for the politicians to come to your house. when they come to your house, you show them your leg-less lower limb, and ask for RM1500 for a prosthetic leg. tell them the doctor at the GH asked you to ask them for a prosthetic leg. tell them that you will vote for them if they give you money for a prosthetic leg. tell it to Pakatan and Barisan, and tell them that you will vote for them both (but tell them separately, of course!).

plus, i told the pakcik to get down their names and their phone numbers, and to call whoever wins, so that he can claim his due. :-) best of all, i told him all this with a serious face, and i managed to convince him that it is right and appropriate for him to do so!

ahhh... Machiavelli. everyone's favourite Italian royalty!

5 to 6 - 3/4/09

2009-04-03T18:47:00.001+08:00

Oh No.

Freeman Dyson

2009-03-30T21:33:00.002+08:00

this is Mr Freeman Dyson. he is a genius who dealt in physics and mathematics. my favourite newspaper wrote an extensive story about him:

http://www.nytimes.com/2009/03/29/magazine/29Dyson-t.html?

Maira Kalman

2009-03-28T16:06:00.002+08:00

i am in love with Maira Kalman! she's an illustrator for children's books, and her works are gorgeous! okay, Robert Sabuda, move over!

http://kalman.blogs.nytimes.com/2009/03/26/so-moved/?em