Whew...!! It's been ages since my last blog and I didn't did that one, compose I mean. This year's Christmas has been different a big change to years before. I have my new 'kids' now to spend, my partner, my family and a new in law from Uruguay, Roger married my youngest sis, baby. And, an enormous change , I went to church after 8 years of absence. Don't ask but I'm glad. A family tradition of which everyone enjoys, with a yearly rotation in being santa, hehehe. Christmas Eve Dinner. Only person missing is my sister Adalita, being in the USA proves abit of a challenge for her. She wanted to come but to take 2 weeks leave is too difficult for her. Her hubby Dev couldn't take that long leave as well. Love & miss her. I bought prezzies for my in laws, something I have not done before. And for me, shoes. I have lost few shoes to the mercy of my dogs. Therefore to avoid further damage to my new pairs, I bought a shoe cabinet. Loads to food and drink which is criminal to some! But the best of all christmases, I got an almost a week off, something hard to come by in the last 2 years since my promotion and transfer to Sandakan. Merry Christmas all. Hope you all had a smashing one this year.
Kindergarten teacher: Because it wanted to get to the other side Aristotle: It is the nature of chickens to cross roads.
Ronald Reagan: I forget.
Arthur Andersen (consultant): Deregulation of the chicken's side of the road was threatening it dominant market position. The chicken was faced with significant challenges create and develop the competences required for the newly competitive market. Andersen, in a partnering relationship with the client,helped the chicken by rethinking its physical distribution strategy and implementation processes. Using the Poultry Integration Model (PIM), Andersen helped the chicken use its skills, methodologies, knowledge, capital and experiences to align the chicken people, processes and technology in support of its overall strategy within a Program Management framework.
Richard M. Nixon: The chicken did not cross the road. I repeat, the chicken did NOT cross the road.
Computer Programmer: In order for the chicken to cross the road safely they would need more than one driver to access the server farm, if not they will hang in the middle of the road.
Jerry Seinfeld: Why does anyone cross a road? I mean, why doesn't anyone ever think to ask "What the heck was this chicken doing walking around all over the place anyway?"
Bill Gates: I have just released the new Chicken Office 2000, which will not only cross roads, but will lay eggs, file your important documents, and balance your checkbook.
Dr M: You know, I am tired of all this...'apa-nama' chicken-chicken bisnes...the foreign powers should stop intervening in our domestic affairs and just leave our chickens alone.. If they want to... 'apa nama' cross the road, they should be allowed to cross the road... Malaysia is a democratic country; we let our chickens do whatever they want to do... as long as they don't threaten the Malay unity and try to topple the government...and if they plan to do so... we won't hesitate to use the ISA...
Pak Lah: Ini semua adalah khabar angin sahaja...jangan percaya khabar - kabar angin ini semua... biasalah ini adalah taktik pembangkang untuk memecah belahkan perpaduan ayam-ayam semua... jangan percaya... jangan percaya...
Sammy Vellu: Ayyooyoo... belakang cerita lain kali, kita sude bikin banyak jembatan, itu ayam musti guna jembatan untuk lintas itu jalan lagi pun kalu itu ayam mau pigi jalan-jalan, beritau sama saya juga, saya bolley buat lebbey banyak toll........ Karam Singh Walia: Seperti yang saudara dapat lihat, kelihatan ayam-ayam itu sedang melintas jalan. Mereka bukan sahaja melintas jalan, malah membuang najis diatas jalan dan ini adalah pencemaran yang paling hebat di maya ini. Bapa-bapa dan ibu-ibu ayam haruslah mengambil inisiatif untuk melatih ayam-ayam agar menahan najis sewaktu melintas jalan, sekian saya sudahi dengan.........Ayam di jalan di lintaskan; Ayam di reban mati tak makan.
Colonel Sanders: I missed one?
Bill Clinton: I've had so many chicks, I can't remember...
Wan Kamarudin (NTV7's EDISI SIASAT): Ape kejadahnyer ini semua, KL dah jadik reban ayam, mak bapak ayam asyik menganga saje.
Zainal Ariffin Ismail (TV3's MISTERI NUSANTARA): Ada saksi menyatakan yang mereka dapat melihat ayam-ayam ini melintasi jalan-jalan di kampung ini pada waktu malam. Ada yang menyatakan ayam-ayam ini merupakan penyamaran jin. Dan ada juga mengaitkan ia berkaitan dengan peristiwa silam di kampung ini. Apakah sebenarnya maksud tersirat ayam-ayam ini melintas jalan? Oleh itu saya akhiri, "Jangan biarkan hidup anda diselubungi misteri........."
Zainal Alam Kadir: "Ayam siapa kalau bukan ayam kita..."
Kathleen Teoh:"Can we all juz leave the poor chicken alone?!"
Hmm.. things didn't go according to plan but I have patience. Just completed 6 song but I'm trying to 'close a deal' with Studio 22 U.S.A to produce one song. Funky R&B soulish type of music. Uptempo yes! Once the price is right, then maybe , well maybe I could just get a more 'international' flavour. 'You're evrything to me' is a Malaysian-Korean collaboration.Cool. Most of my songs are Mark paul's works only a couple from myself. Anyways, hope to get this project out by december. I hope.
It has been raining for a couple of days now and poor Rex hasn't even got a chance to go for a run (as they do). I'd thought if it drizzles, we might just be able to have a quickie..hhaha (not that quickie). I got Rex on his leash and we did, Rex was bursting with energy and starting sprinting! Damn and I mean sprinting! Not, the kind of sprint you do when you are rushing for the pair of jeans on a mega sale. No siree..It was a Carl lewis kinda sprint. Thank god I work out and have been running on the threadmill for a month now. The run seemed like forever and it was! We ran almost 1 km none stop & I'm not kidding you coz I know how a kilometer feels like. You start sweating like a pig (smell like one too), you legs starts to wobble like a grannie, your brain starts screaming for oxygen, your mind goes cookie for a bit.. Yup, that's a one kilometer. I had to stop and gave rex a little tug and he cordially did so. Whew..300 calories gone..I've definitely need to replenish. So, we made another 100 meters of brisk walking and it rained! OK,. I told to myself.."hey i have just burnt 300 calories, another mad dash home would mean another 300, I'll end up looking like Olive Oyle,..!! Heck No! So, we walked,..slllooowwwwlllyyy.. A tortoise would be so proud. But know that it felt good. Me & Rex walking in the rain, drippin'. He loved it. Rex just adores water. I am even in the midst of building a small pool for him & Bobbi to splash about at home. Thank god I have a large area for them to scatter about,.. more like a football field..hehehe. Thanks dad! Inheriting a large piece of land is just super. Well the dogs love it. So there we were, wet but smiling away. We stopped for a while, looked into his eyes just to check if he is fine walking with daddy under the rain. A twinkle! Nice.. After getting drenched for 20 minutes, we finally reached home. Rex and me ran into the bathroom and showered!! Took me 1 minute to dry off (i have less hair or fur obviously). Rex wriggled, rubbed against the wall, then the floor, then dashed towards me with the towel wide open. He loves that, snuggling his head as he ramped into the towel like a bull to a matador. Nice and dry we headed to the kitchen for a bite...Ah, how wonderful life is. Rex ,..you are one true joy!
Some days sucks, like today. It took me a back to find out certain things in life are not as rosey as you liked them to be. It's been awhile since I had a rough day emotionally but then again..that's life right. No one said it was easy anyway. Enough about it. Lingering to pain is just making things worse I suppose, I know!! So I'm listening to Jaclyn Victor now.. aaahh pain gone away!!
I'm a bit pissed off actually. I went to the vet today to check out on Rex's left paw (he was limping slightly) and he seemed in a bit of discomfort. But the vet said it's fine and found a little infection between his paws..Advised me to pop it and put some antibiotics.? (Rex was not very co-operation on the Vet's table, i might say). All the struggling I had with the 2 nurses..whew..did I broke a sweat. He was given a shot of anti-inflammatory and antibiotics though. But, i doubt that was the reason. So instead of playing with him in the yard this evening which I normally do, we went swimming in the pool (ahh..less pressure on his little pawsy..then again i t a big paw! hehehe). Bobbi did too!!. I need a second opinion badly. Can't stand the sight of seeing him limping.. Poor Rex.
Over two decades have passed since Jennifer Beals, 41, won over the world with her warm smile and off-the-shoulder baggy sweatshirt. An unknown actress, whose only film credit was as an extra in "My Bodyguard," Beals skyrocketed to pop icon status for her starring role in the 1983 dance flick, "Flashdance." Although the film was a cultural phenomenon, Beals went from A-list to scandal queen when it was revealed that the young actress' famed dance moves weren't entirely her own. As crazy as it sounds, audiences felt betrayed, and a star was remarkably unborn. The Yale-educated actress spent the '80s starring in a number of box office disappointments while pursing her education. Efforts in such films as "The Bride" and "Split Decisions" did little to boost Beals' career. In fact, it wasn't until the late '90s that critics began to finally give Beals long-overdue praise for her acclaimed efforts in "Mrs. Parker and the Vicious Circle," "Devil in a Blue Dress," and "The Last Days of Disco." Beals proved she had the ability and toughness to not only survive Hollywood but to conquer it. Starring roles in several critically acclaimed indie films followed, including "The Anniversary Party" and "Roger Doger." These days, Beals is enjoying the success of Showtime's critically acclaimed series, "The L Word." The lesbian version of "Sex in the City," "The L Word," also starring Mia Kirshner, Pam Grier, Laurel Holloman, Erin Daniels, Leisha Hailey, and Karina Lombard, has become the surprise smash hit of this past season. The series, which will air its final episode this Sunday, April 11th, was recently renewed by Showtime for another season.
Why do we judge people? Unfortunately, despite my having an upbeat and non-judgmental attitude towards my fellow beings, one cannot help but to scrutinize people may it be in depth or just skimming the surface on their first impression. One individual seems to have so much in common to myself that I found uncanny. From his ability to think the same thing as I, to blurting out the same words at the same time are just unheard off till now. It even comes to a point of being weird. Take these new friends whom I have been going out on the regular at our watering hole. One particular character that amazes me, his ability in divulging himself in an almost endless fiddling exercises of fingering in pursuit to ultimate victory. Playing games in his cellphone whilst occasionally slurping off his beer only when senseful ‘cheers’ came about. With 'Buttons' by the Pussycat Dolls echoes in the background and Lionel Richie's & Robbie Williams wannabes echoes the room as we tried to make some good conversations, we went on knocking down Tigers in the pursuit of happiness? Not. Anyways, his (this particular friend) face sometimes almost expressionless, one cannot help but to wonder, why did he go out to have ‘fun’ on the first place. Why do people with good disposition, easy going character, invites you to go out for a drink but end up sitting quietly when you are in the pub and the pints starts coming in? Bewildered, I started to judge. Yet another individual, let's call him Mr. Cap; is in a more pleasant plains to be with. Cheerful and easy to talk to. With all the smiling does he ever get cheek cramps, and I mean facialwise. I started to judge. Going out with your mates means knocking down alcoholic beverage senseless, so I was told. The whole idea seemed justified when the beers starts coming in. As the night gets into dizzying frenzies, another group came in a night of social romps. My best mate, being less judgmental than I am, is always a cheerful bloke. I believe that if you leave all your ‘baggages’ behind, just breathe the air that everyone else does and not worry about the coming minutes, things may just look all nicey and gay. Putting this into perspective with an alcohol level of over 3.5 (not a difficult feat to accomplish), notice people starts to loosen up and the judging diminishes. So stop judging. What makes the world a better place is to stop spending petty efforts in evaluating people. I myself learnt that just a couple of weeks ago and come to think of it, am too lazy nowadays to even evaluate myself let alone others. Life comes in different array of colours, so does people. Now I'm enjoying my mates company without having to worry whether they are having a blast or not, coz I believe that they are in their own funny ways. Let's just go out and enjoy life & let the judging done by Him. It takes too much brain cells to do that,..with all the alcohol in my blood, I'd be damn lucky if I still have enough to even think... Cheers..!!
Damn.. after the injury, it's taking me some time to get back into shape. It's not like I need to get a Brad Pitt lean physique or a Beckham's stamina (don't mind though) but let's face it I ain't getting no younger..sshh. I got my running shoes ready, motivated like a puppy with a new toy. Then it rains. Did I get disappointed? Did I rush to the gym? Hell No!! Ran to the TV lounge and crash! I called up two friends to get them join me in the quest to ultimate fitness & looking absolutely fabulous! Enthusiastic yet? Not. But we do need our dosage of adrenaline rushes, beautiful healthy flushed cheeks, firm tummy no? Don't we? Yes we do, as much we find it so appealing to march to the nearest pub for a jug of beer, we MUST make that same route to health to give the phrase Yin & yang a perfect balance. In my case, it's a bit lopsided (damn lopsided!) So do we give up on the booze? That ever fulfilling sensation of beer guzzin' and ass slapping (hey..where did that come from?).. ok minus the slapping. Hell NOOO!! Balance is the key word,.(yeah right! ..who said that ??) Bottom line is..let's get it started. Like the saying goes, if the beer mug is frozen before pouring in the beer, it'll sure taste damn good! Don't ask me what that really means.. Mesh ! it's saturday nite. Let's goooo....!!
Probably an over-rated word but very few actually mastered it. I for one, a firm believer in positivity in life. True, it's not like boiling water, simply, but it's not rocket science either. Having to change ones attitude or perception rather that makes it somewhat easier. Could a common homosapien actually catapult himself into positivedom in a month? If it is possible, how sweet life would be for us, the extinction of deadlogs in the office front and the cease of tiresome counselling sessions with your subordinates. Life! Sweet! Alas, we can only dream. I would probably have much better chance in striking an intellectual conversation in a dingy pub in Donggongon with some semi conscious drunk, cigarette in one hand and a mug of Stella in one that you'd probably require a jackhammer to release the mug, especially after 1am. Don't know why, but them folks refuse to let go (now let's not go into the drinking bit). But don't get me wrong, it is actually easy to change your mindset if practised. Imagine dropping your RM1000 cellphone (yikes!!). I've seen some women screeched at the top of their lungs as if they've just bumped into their most hated competitor wearing the same dress in a party (guys, if that happens, run! Run like the wind!). Anyway,..cellphone..yeah ok. It dropped. Give out a yelp or something within that decibel range and check the bloody phone if it still works. If it does, cheer up! celebrate! If it's busted..1) swear!! $*!^ if the cellphone still doesn't work then 2) scream like a girl! unless if you are a girl then scream.. like a girl??
" I think about that sometimes - learning to play in a parking lot, stringing nets between cars. I learned to play by hitting against a brick wall, not a ball machine or other players. And my Father was my coach - teaching me from a twenty year-old book. When I hear people say that you can't make it in tennis if you don't have a lot of money, I know they're wrong. We didn't have much money. But I loved the sport and that was enough." - Monica Seles -
In Bed With Rex
Hmm..daddys bed is so much better than mine..!
Aww..he was 3 months then..
Rex & Bobbi
Playtime..I like this caviar taste tennis ball..yumm.. Not. Goku stop scratching Rex's butt!