I am old. And balding. It is really sad, but true.

So, the other day, I was thinking to myself, and pondering whether to cut my hair really, really short and go for that cue ball look.

Just when I was about to dip my toes in the water, this fella in office got the jump on me.


Boy am I glad I have not gone for that haircut.


Cartoon Violence


I never thought that cartoons can make me cringe. These cartoons managed that with aplomb. Be warned! What you are about to watch may cause nightmares and permanent damage to your sanity. If you really want to see it. Sigh…Are you sure?

Absolutely sure?

Right, here's the link. I will not be held responsible. Nyah.

Flash Games Are Indeed Fun!


I is second! Happy me. Gotta play more. At least it takes my mind off the current annual performance evaluation that is going on. Sigh.

I get really depressed when I discover that:

  • I suck at my job.
  • I really suck at my job.
  • I suck so much at my job that I am now known as the official tester for Chupa Chups.
  • Sigh… Nevermind.

Things I Can’t Live Without (In Office)

I spend a lot of time in my little cubicle. I think that this is beginning to affect me. I am transforming into an eccentric recluse, dammit.


I hoard and guard my possessions jealously. There are things that I simply cannot live without – It's mine, mine, mine I tells yous.

Like this little mouse mug, for instance. I love it to bits. Try taking it from me and I will bite your arm off. Go on, try it. I dare ya.


This White Rabbit sweet too. If not to eat, I just need to look at it, longingly.

Sigh. I need to get out more. I need a better job. One that pays more. I am nuts.

Keah Meaan


Fuzhou specialty. Noodles cooked with chicken, rice wine mash, ginger. Nice…Goes very well with a half-boiled egg and a condiment consisting garlic, chillies and soy sauce.

So sorry that I am talking about food again, Fong May. 😉

Electric Raccoon


A raccoon I met at the KLCC Convention Centre.Raccoon's are tough little fellas. See here.

Quentin Tarantino’s Hostel (Argghhh!)


Quentin Tarantino, the world's most famous former videostore clerk, makes great movies, with one huge and notable exception, Hostel. This film is crude and pointless. Damn torturing sitting through the film for two hours.Teeth gritted. So much teeth gritting. Arrggghhh.

I just want to smack Messrs Tarantino and Roth for making this great big pile of bantha poodoo.

For dumb, mindless drivel, I could catch the neverending Chinese series on Wah Lai Toi and would not have to pay RM12 to the 100% copy DVD uncle.