Friday, 30 December 2005

The Singaporean Swing: OMG HDB OTT

When you come to Singapore, there is one building that you will always remember, and will always see wherever you go. It is an unsung symbol of Singapore, a true landmark of this tiny island nation!

Forget that tall tall hotel. Forget that one with the number 13 on it. And don't even mention that funny durian building.

Yes, ladies and gentlemen, I present to you, the single greatest architectural achievement in Singapore.... The Amazing HDB FLAT!!!!

Look at the startlingly beauty of it! Look at the poise, the design! Not the wonderful blandness of the colour, and how the tree is so much more attractive!

Nowhere else in the world will you see a greater variety of similar looking buildings in one area!

Note the remarkable symmetry of the design. Note how each unit blends into the other to create one coherant and indistinguishable design that gives the entire building its uniformed charm.

Finally! A dash of colour! Look how amazingly straight and true these buildings are!

One great thing about the architecture here is, all the buildings are so similar, that unless you're Singaporean and have grown up among these giants buildings clones, you can even get lost looking for your block!

Notice how wonderful the skyline of Singapore is with these great buildings in the foreground. Any skyline shot of Singapore should include shots of these massive rows of architectural wonders, instead of those boring shots of those durians and tall tall buildings. THIS is the real Singapore skyline, since chances are you will probably see these more often than that durian building anyway...

See how tall they are. they may not be skyscrapers, but they are a lot better than skyscrapers. Why?

Well, which skyscraper would let you hang your wet laundry and underwear outside the window?

There you have it. the Amazing Mono-Coloured HDB flat of Singapore! comes with free underwear extensions and tiny toilets! Elevators optional, depending on which floor you live on!

Don't you wish KL had these instead of our boring semi-D houses and rows of bungalows??

Required reading: The (Un)Amazing and Utterly (Un)Incredible HDB Flat!

Thursday, 29 December 2005

The Singaporean Swing: The Observations of Eyeris in Shoppingland

Continuing the adventures of Eyeris in Shoppingland!

It never ceases to amaze me how much girls love shopping. My larling's eyes practically LIGHT UP whenever she goes shopping, and they could outshine the sun whenever she sees the word 'SALE'.

Anyway, we were out shopping again yesterday (what else is there to do here eh? Visit HDB flats?), and everywhere we went, the shops were FILLED with people. and for every guy in the shop, there were at least TWENTY women!

They (the women) were running around, trying out clothes, rifling through the bargain bins, lining up for the cashier or the fitting rooms (with ARM-LOADS of clothes to try), and some even tried them on without even bothering to go to the fitting rooms (of course, they didn't take anything OFF lar... damn).

All the time, I was wondering:
  • What's the difference between THIS blouse and the one you just showed me?
  • Does that woman REALLY think she can fit into THAT top?
  • Yer gods, you mean girls actually BUY and WEAR these things?
  • I wonder how many of these women will actually BUY something...
  • Gee whiz, who DESIGNS these things?
  • there are so many designs in here, I wonder if there are any that NO ONE EVER BUYS (if there is, then that designer must REALLY suck)
  • You mean you spent HALF AN HOUR lining up for the fitting room, tried on those outfits for ANOTHER half an hour, and you're not buying ANY????
Anyway, I was one of those guys in those shops, and I did a little observation of the GUYS in the shop at the same time. All the guys were doing at least one of these:
  • Looking bored
  • Wandering around aimlessly
  • Following behind their girlfrind/wife like a puppy
  • Nodding and pretending to know what they are talking about when the partner asks for their opinion about whether the brown sweater looks better or the red sweater looks better
  • Carrying a bag full of purchased items
  • Carrying an arm-full of clothes that their partner wants to try on
  • Holding their hand-phone in their hands with authority, like they are conducting some important business (when they are actually calculating the cost of the stuff his partner wants to buy on the HP's calculator function.)
  • Loitering outside the fitting rooms waiting for the partner to finish trying on her 24432 outfits
  • If there is a men's section in the store, expect to see bored-looking guys rifling through the racks and looking at stuff as if they actually WANT to buy them
  • If there are seats around the shop, expect them to be full of guys holding lots of bags
  • Looking around the shop at other girls, while pretending to be interested in that pink blouse she is trying on
The girls? Most of the time they are so happy to be shopping they practically ignore the guys. Oh well. Wait till I get her into a toy shop....

BTW, don't complain there are no pictures. You want pictures of Singapore and Singaporean girls? Go to

Wednesday, 28 December 2005

The Singaporean Swing: The Eyeris-shaped Sardine

Yesterday, I ventured forth into the unknown country that is Singapore.

I didn't see much. Why? Because the CROWDS of PEOPLE were all in front of me, crowding me out of EVERYWHERE, SUFFOCATING me so badly that I eventually just ended up at my old haunt (Borders) where I spent half the day reading Neil Gaiman.


When I eventually tried walking over to the Kinokuniya in Ngee Ann City, it was raining outside, so I terpaksa go and shuffle along with the mindless drones in the underground passes, where the corridors were all divided into two - one going up and one going down (duh).

Feeling a bit like being part of a herd of cows, I shuffled along, stepping on some heels, ran away from donation collectors, and finally got to the place.

Being the toy freak I am, I went to Takashimaya's toy section, which I discovered had been recently turned into a madhouse. Or maybe it just seemed that way, with all the screaming kids all around, grabbing Transformers out of my grubby little hands.


Screw it all, I decided to go to Kinokuniya, where I decided to buy a Sandman comic to read.
I took it from the shelf, and looked for the cashier, and what do I see? WAHLAU, the line got at least FIFTY PEOPLE in it!


Forget it, I put the book back, and went off to the MRT where I once again was squeeze into an eyeris-shaped sardine, and got off at Raffles Place, where I finally went to the toy shop there and BOUGHT SOMETHING! WOW!

So, after FIVE HOURS of wandering around malls and getting stuck in throngs of people, what did I finally buy?

A few Lego parts and a Lego Man. All for a grand total of SGD8.60.

Today, I shall continue my free-spending activities and line up to eat some bland, overpriced Roti Canai (oh, sorry, roti PRATA).


I'm having so much fun here, can you tell?

Tuesday, 27 December 2005

The Singaporean Swing: The Chinese New Year carol

Yesterday was Boxing Day. That's the day AFTER Christmas, to those who donno that.

Anyway, spending the day after Christmas in Singapore was pretty nice. After all, I had my larling with me, we were out shopping, and the shops we went to were playing nice Chinese New Year carols....

EH? Chinese New Year carols?



It's only been ONE day AFTER Xmas, and ALREADY you people can't WAIT to break out the Chinese New Year records?

And not even proper Chinese New Year records at that, but bloody TECHNO Chinese New Year songs. PLEASE MAKE THEM STOP! I still have nightmares of that techno-CNY-version of My Heart Will Go On back in 1998!

And while I'm on the subject of techno music, WHY does it seem as though almost EVERY clothes store I go into here play TECHNO MUSIC? It's like a whole COUNTRY of Sungai Wang Plaza stores!

And what's this in the lyrics? "Dong Dong Ciang, Selamat Hari Raya, Dong Dong Ciang"????? What the heck is THAT? Talk about semangat muhibah eh? Talk about a song that can be played for ALL festivals, eh?

Today, I shall be venturing out further into this country. Wish me luck, and I'll take some pictures of HDB flats for you.


Monday, 26 December 2005

Exactly One Year Ago

One year ago today, I was sitting in this exact same spot in my girlfriends HDB flat in Singapore, surfing the Internet when I came across the news of the tsunami.

I remember being online almost all day refreshing the news pages for updates on the tsunami.
I remember calling my parents in Penang and being relieved to find out they were safe
I remember updating my girlfriend and her family every other hour on the death toll
I remember the shock of realising the horror of it all.

It's been one year since that fateful day when countless Asians died under the force of nature.

May their memories live forever.

Sunday, 25 December 2005

Almost-End-of-Xmas Meme

okok, FINE. Since I got tagged with this meme so many times, I might as well do it. And since I spent all night last night doing nothing but eating and playing pool, I'm quite happy to do anything right now. haha.

Anyway, I got tagged with this darn Xmas meme by The Visitor (who is sulking that I always don't do his memes wan) and Jacy (who wants my vodka... RIGHT).

So, this is what I'm supposed to do:

- List who you want your Santa Claus to be (the bearer of the gift);

I want my Santa Claus to be.... Yoda!

(picture of Hasbro's Holiday Edition Yoda taken from

- State the gift you wish to get:

I want Yoda's lightsaber. And his Force powers. He can keep the green skin and funny ears.

- Then invite a few friends to join the tag, and inform them by dropping a comment in their blog.

Xmas is almost over oledi lar. So scratch this. :D

Ok. That's about it. end of meme. Can you stop merajuking now, Visitor?

Thursday, 22 December 2005

Next Week's Eyeris Forecast: FIVE days of Tedium Down South

So... next week I'm going on a long holiday, see? And what is a dutiful boyfriend to do but to go and visit his larling in Singapore?

HOWEVER. I'm going to be in Singapore for FIVE FREAKING DAYS, and while I would very much love to spend every minute with her while I'm there, problem is... she's working in the day.

Which leaves ME with nothing to do in the daytime while I'm there.

I certainly can't spend all five days looking for toys
I certainly can't stay go and lepak in Borders ALL DAY every day for five days!
I certainly can't bring the laptop along and BLOG all day for FIVE DAYS (then again, mayeb I can)

So there is my dilemma: What the heck am I gonna do there???????


Wednesday, 21 December 2005

The work always looks less-stressful on the other side

While I do tend to complain about work now and then, I just realised that I don't really HATE it. In fact, I'm quite happy with my job.

Sure, things could be better here and there (money-wise, especailly), but overall, I'm doing what I like, and while there may be some things that I don't like doing, I still think it's the bigger picture that counts.

After all, where others have their film-making, musical or other lofty aspirations to aspire to, I'm actually doing something that I like VERY much AND something that I know I am fairly good at. In fact, it's probably the only skill I have that I can be proud of, besides my repertoire of useless skills like tearing open chili sauce packets while holding a burger in one hand, or eating ice-cream while driving, and whacking people with my badminton racquet.

I don't complain about work much, mostly because I don't really think there is much for me to complain about. Like that Monty Python song, I like to look on the bright side of life most of the time, because like I keep telling Erna, things could always be worse.

Well, at least things have always been like that for me. Even when shit hits the fan at work, or people complain to me about it, I think, "Hell, it could be worse."

At least right now I'm doing what I like, and enjoying it. Sure, sometimes the sheer inaneness and routine that I have to go through on the job sometimes may be frustrating at times, but when taken against all that I actually like about it, I'd say it's worth it all.

After all, when I get frustrated these days, I just look at this cartoon and think... "Hey, it could be worse. I could be stuck in a REAL JOB."


Tuesday, 20 December 2005

The Most Meaningless Conversation In the World

(The following conversation was conducted by professional slackers, and should not be attempted at home. Only in your office.)

[11:28] FireAngel: qwetras.dkalkdfpaowep
[11:29] eyeris: skjgfeinlasdkf!!!!!
[11:30] FireAngel: dfjdjieis siez scien xeutn ejwhdk?
[11:32] eyeris: KJDG! fethucld, gkdjgir. jjksjfi!!!!
[11:35] FireAngel: OIWER!!! jeuti! laskjhr adsiir djcue fj aldines xpoiert epekyt... aiderl ypserkjha!!!!!?!?!?!
[11:37] eyeris: MCDF! Jikieodfn, jsfdofjdgnmsg..... KSJT, jdgsmdtngdovf. 11111
[11:38] FireAngel: kiejt 2 sdoijer 930 akjebasd 7?!?
[11:39] eyeris: JHSF.
[11:41] eyeris: JSRIET!
[11:42] FireAngel: ..j-j-jkkead ehsgr poyke!
[11:45] eyeris: KDGFJD ???
[11:46] eyeris: *sfjdgdt*
[11:47] FireAngel: prklej....!
[11:47] FireAngel: OERJIARIJA!!!!
[11:47] eyeris: JSF!
[11:48] FireAngel: keuasd. ejhaw lerirgs lejaoiejr tkeis ehst k lsidh pawuf 3kldie 0943 lsdreas roo.
[11:48] FireAngel: lsdie lsiwjar oiear fwrk arerl wjeurn!!
[11:48] FireAngel: ejk
[11:49] eyeris: Agdg. SJFDGNEKGD. Jksfndgdkgdl.
[11:49] FireAngel: OAIEAIWEJAI!?!?!?!?!?!?
[11:50] FireAngel: eskareja! ekahraeROernl dSORjaekf erfefefefe!
[11:50] eyeris: KSFJSGFD WAHF. KFDGDGM - fd, cks = kdgkdgkmdgd
[11:52] eyeris: FDF-jdgmfg
[11:52] eyeris: D!
[11:52] FireAngel: @qi45d 07&kwuw $9d8q $x 6kgue pol+loeiaj
[11:52] FireAngel: A++
[11:54] FireAngel: jhndjg, kdkgdkgdicdmg jdj nbv, HFD. TFDGDG 69 dgdgdgjffk!
[11:55] eyeris: Gddgd ^_^ jjjdgdgd -_-"
[11:55] FireAngel: i34uw3h60k 4s-#33.... wo20@3jk35%) dkshr& aeince 5837% ^_^
[11:56] FireAngel: j39s8, 0ektlop akeiropd...po259&32 )32%^&diu2 ?
[11:58] eyeris: sha.
[11:58] eyeris: tyhereh, hsfdjgdid, 1000++. re tetdg
[11:59] FireAngel: kophy wujr 89^amp; ejuj3 JUJ hejk g8d63k, klop?
[12:02] eyeris: ..... ghdgdgkdgdkgeiormydgfjdgdlhdfhdm, dflhdfkhudf, hdmfhkfhldfh. !?!?!?!?!
[12:02] FireAngel: POWI$)(KJAWIFUO*($ OW(R$LDK $O^EJSD $_@(4njr9s3 rs045m!
[12:03] eyeris: JKFDGDGER. ndhdtkgdgsk, 876 jsfudmgkxh ~~~~~~
[12:04] FireAngel: ... -_-"
[12:04] eyeris: ^_^
[12:05] FireAngel: yukop?
[12:06] eyeris: pokoov!
[12:08] FireAngel: huyijako!
[12:08] eyeris: HAIT!


Possibly related posts: Bleh.

Monday, 19 December 2005

How to Make a Submarine: An Expert Guide

When talking to Fireangel on MSN, it's inevitable that the topic of alcoholic drinks pop up every now and then. After all, this is the chick who drinks Ribena Vodka for fun... AT HOME.

Anyway, we got to talking one day about favorite drinks, and I mentioned that one of my favorite 'mixtures' was something called a 'Submarine', which a Mexican friend of mine had taught me how to make a while back.

What I like about it is the mixture of Tequila and Beer, which makes for an interesting mix, and the fact that there's a glass floating in a glass...

Don't understand what I mean? Then check out this step-by-step guide on How To Make Your Own Submarine (Drink)...

Of course, ideally, the tequila should be a good brand that is 100% Agave extract, because those taste a whole lot better than the ones sold locally... Not that I've bought many local tequilas though. Anyone can recommend a good one?

As for the beer... anything also can lar. Carlsberg still sucks though.


Like this step needs explaining. You can choose to have it filled to the brim or just halfway, depending on how high you wanna get. Heh.

Oh BTW, and that shotglass I'm using is supposed to be some sort of 'dancing shotglass' that spins around. Quite cool, but a bit unpractical.

Anyway, here's the cool part:

Yep, that's why you should have a normal glass with a flat bottom, so that the glass covers the shotglass top nicely, with no holes to let the tequila out when:

Ideally, all the tequila should be left INSIDE the shotglass, and none should have leaked out into the glass.

Then, the final step is:

Make sure your shotglass is slightly heavier though, in case the whole shotglass overturns as you pour the beer in. My stupid dancing shotglass was a little light, so it floated around a bit, that's why it looks 'senget' in the picture.

So there you have it. An interesting concoction that makes for a pretty good conversation piece as well. As you drink the beer, the tequila shotglass will keep swirling around the glass, letting the tequila into the beer little by little. You can keep adding the beer as you drink on. The glass tinkling around as you drink makes for a nice little background sound as you drink it as well.

Best part of this? The tequila doesn't finish THAT fast, so you actually end up drinking more beer than tequila. BUT, the mixture of beer and tequila is pretty cool, and gets you sufficeintly high... high enough to have fun, but not get TOO drunk. heehee

Now, go forth and drunkify!

DISCLAIMER: The writer bears no responsibility for any drunken strip dances or anything else you may do, after you've gotten drunk on this drink...

Saturday, 17 December 2005

Book Review: A Feast For Crows (George R.R. Martin)

Finally, after three weeks, my Hopefully-Weekly Book Review is back! Yup, it's taken me that long to finish A Feast For Crows, but it was all good...



If you haven't read the first three books of The Song of Ice and Fire, you might want to skip this review, because
there are some SPOILERS HERE!

Title: A Feast for Crows (Book 4 of A Song of Ice and Fire)
Author: George R. R. Martin

The war-torn landscape of the Seven Kingdoms is threatened by destruction as vast as any in its violent past. The War of the Five Kings has ripped Westeros apart.

The bloodthirsty, treacherous and cunning Lannisters occupy the Iron Throne, with allies as ruthless as themselves. Lord Frey was host at the Red Wedding, so called for the massacre of the guests, their screams unheard above the music of the feast.

Euron Crow's Eye is as black a pirate as ever raised a sail, sworn to deliver the whole of Westeros to the ironborn. No less to be feared are their enemies. The Starks of Winterfell and the Martells of Dorne seek vengeance for their dead.

And the last of the Targaryens, Daenerys Stormborn, will bring fire and blood to King's Landing when her young dragons reach their terrifying maturity. The last war fought with dragons was a cataclysm powerful enough to shatter the Valyrian peninsula, now a smoking, demon-haunted ruin half drowned by the sea.

Against a backdrop of alchemy and murder, victory may go to the men and women possessed of the coldest steel! and the coldest hearts.

What I liked
  • FINALLY! We get to know what happened next!
  • Fooyor. Power politics, best I've read in a fantasy book.
  • I love how the different Houses have different characters, histories and traditions.
  • Lots of twists and turns

What I didn't liked:
  • So... many... names... ARGH! After THREE YEARS you expect me to rememebr all those?!?!?!
  • Where the heck are Jon, Daenerys and Tyrion?!?!?!
  • My head is swimming from all the politicking
  • Book... is... so... HEAVY.

What I think:

After THREE LONG YEARS, finally we get the newest book in Martin's A Song of Ice and Fire. The series is one of the best modern fantasy series I've read (next to Robin Hobb's books), and I couldn't wait to get my grubby hands on this one.

Problem was, because it's been so long since A Storm of Swords, I'd pretty much nearly forgot all the names of the characters and a little bit of the story. So while reading this book, I got lost a little. There are so many characters and so many sub-plots that I had to struggle to remember them, and eventually had to flip through the last book's apendix where all the characters' names and history were all detailed nicely.

Even then, several of the main characters were not in this book much. Martin supposedly broke up his original book into A Feast for Crows and the upcoming A Dance of Dragons, because it got too long.

So what we get here is a little tying up of knots of the sub-main characters like Sansa and Arya Stark, Brienne of Tarth, Cersei and Jamie Lannister, and the struggle for the Throne of the Iron Isles.

The politics are laid on thick here, and no one character is sacred enough NOT to be killed in the next page. Throughout the entire series, you never know what will happen next, because of all th complicated politics, and the twists and turns that range from medieval battles to the plain fantastical.

I WAS dissapointed that there was so little of Tyrion Lannister and Jon Snow though. Those two were my favorite characters in the whole series. Although the next book will probably just be about them and Daenerys.

The first half of the book is mostly building up the stories, which makes you wonder when he's gonna get to the point, but then when the twists and the climax comes in the end, you'll be shocked by the brilliance of it all. THAT'S what Martin is so good at - building up the story and then slapping everyone else in the face with a brilliant climax that will shock you and make you wanna know what happens next NOW NOW NOW PLEASE GIVE ME THE NEXT BOOK NOW NOW NOW!!! ARGH!! GAH!!! ARGH!!!!


A word of warning though. Refresh your memory by reading the apendix for the last books. It'll help, trust me.

It may be slower fantasy fare for those use to lighter stuff, but get through it, and you'll be longing for more. Sword fights? Epic battles? Not much of that here. What it DOES have, is endless betrayal, chopping off of heads, lots of intrigued, incest, raping, murder, and so on.

What I love most about this series is that it is a rolicking politicking fantasy story like no other. All the twists and turns, the politics and the interaction between each and every one of the characters have their own motivations and plots, making the story SO intriguing.

I just hope Martin REALLY gets A Dance of Dragons out ASAP...

Friday, 16 December 2005

International Alcohol Galore!

I promised someone once that I'd put up pictures of my meagre alcohol collection here. Seeing as she just got back, I thought this might be a good time to do it then. :)

You see, I have a little collection of alcohol and spirits, one or two from each country I've visited in the world. Big bottles, small bottles, beer... semua ada.

But since I haven't visited THAT many countries... it's not a very big collection. Anyway, here is my little collection...

Let's play a game of spot the correct liqour! There's Mexican Tequila (which I ought from a trade fair here ages ago), Japanese Sake, Taiwanese plum liqour, Polish Krupnik honey vodka, Korean Jinro, Sarawakian 'premium' Tuak, Some Thai cheap liqour, London Ale (bought from the Tower of London gift shop), and Polish Bison Vodka.

I have lots of tiny bottles too. If I can't get the big one (too expensive mar) I getthe tiny ones instead. I actually like these more... :P

The Pride of my collection - Polish vodka brought all the way back from Poland. Zubrowka is THE BEST VODKA I've ever tasted. It's pure vodka flavoured with bison grass, and goes best with Apple jucie or NEAT.

Krupnik is great as well... :)

The Zubrowka bottle even has a piece of Bison grass floating around in it.... cool eh?

Ok, that's all for now. I lazy to take out my BEER collection.... hehe...

Thursday, 15 December 2005

Too Much Coffee Eyeris reads Too Much Coffee Man

The other day I was browsing through Kinokuniya's comics section when I came across this book:

I'd never heard of him before, but yes, the name 'Too Much Coffee Man' instantly caught my eye. After all, I AM the guy who thinks that there is no such thing as 'Too Much Coffee'.

So, after a few minutes of mulling, I decided to get the book. Then, that night, I read it, and was hooked.

Drawn by Shannon Wheeler, TMCM is this weird 'superhero' who has a giant coffee cup on his head, and whose only power is that he drinks too much coffee. Hence he does nothing but walk around with a coffee mug in his hand and commenting on stuff.

His 'superhero' friends include guys like Too Much Espresso Man (who walks around with a tiny espresso cup strapped on his head), Too Much German White Chocolate Woman with Almonds (don't ask), Underwater Guy (who can hold his breath underwater for long periods of time), and Mystery Girl (whom TMCM is secretly in love with)

Anyway, TMCM's Parade of Tirade was cool because it wasn't like any comic I'd read. It was very... different. And I liked it. So I went online to see if I could read more.

Happily, I found TMCM's official website, and there they were, all the TMCM strips I could read. For FREE!

Anyway, I read it from the beginning, and as I read more and more, I began to realise that the comics were so uncannily... ME.

Many of the comics reflect the way I think. Take a look at this one, for instance:

It could be worse?!?!? hey, that's MY life philosophy! It's uncanny, I tell you. It's like seeing my thoughts out in a comics strip. I showed this strip to Erna and she said I was channeling Too Much Coffee Man. She should know. I've been telling her 'Things could be worse' for ages now.

And what about this one eh?

I may complain a lot about my job sometimes, but I still love it. And this strip pretty much sums up how I deal with it and how people think of how I deal with it. hehe. Hey, feature writing is a real job also, ok?

TMCM is not in those two stiprs, BTW. Sometimes the artist just likes to draw himself in.

Anyway, I highly recommend Too Much Coffee Man to everyone. Go go go to the website now and start reading them! They're hilarious, I tell you!

Me, I'm gonna keep reading them over and over again. After all, there is no such thing as too much Too Much Coffee Man.

PS: If you want to lower your IQ afterwards, go read White Ninja - guaranteed to be so lame and stupid that it's one of the funniest things on earth.

PPS: All images taken from the Too Much Coffee Man website HERE

Wednesday, 14 December 2005

The Giant Ape and the Hot Chick

I'm gonna hazard a guess here and say that The Visitor would probably say that King Kong is pure Hollywood commercial pap. But then again, I've been wrong before. Oh well. (Update: Iturns out I was RIGHT! He hated it! Ref: King Conked)

Anyway, for what it's worth, here's what I thought about the movie:
  • Naomi Watts is HOT
  • Peter Jackson ROCKS.
  • Andy Serkis ROCKS
  • Somebody PLEASE bitch-slap Jack Black
  • The AWESOME King Kong vs T-Rex Smackdown really has to be seen to be believed
  • Is Peter Jackson completely incapable of making a SHORT movie now?
  • I never thought it possible to have an entire movie's dialogue in grunts and groans and roars. Well, ALMOST the entire movie.
  • I think PJ was having a little TOO much fun, and overindulged a bit (ok, A LOT) with the monsters and CGI.
  • Chains. Sad.
  • Wah, like that also cannot die?
  • Were PJ's kids in THIS movie?
  • My my, what big nostrils you have, Kong
  • Is this a monster film? A horror film? A romantic comedy? An action movie? etc etc etc.
  • The savages scene a bit too much lar woi
  • Wow, that's like the... third time I thought I was watching Lord of the Rings...
  • The ending is iconic, and heart-wrenching
  • Boohoohoo!

Verdict? I thought it was pretty damn good. A little TOO long and over-indulgent perhaps, but in any case, this IS Peter Jackson's DREAM project, so I guess he's entitled to get a little carried away.

Besides, any movie that makes you pray that the oversized ape gets the girl will ALWAYS get an A in MY book.

And in case you were wondering, no, I haven't seen the original either. So sue me. I was only born 44 years later after all...

Tuesday, 13 December 2005

King Kong Komes to KL

I'm watching King Kong tonight!

The movie has lots of incredible miracles going for it:

  • Oversized gorillas fighting dinosaurs!
  • Gollum becoming a gorilla!
  • And then becoming a cook!
  • Jack Black without a single guitar in sight!
  • Adrien Brody not acting crazy!
  • A three-hour movie on a romantic giant ape!
  • Overweight Hobbit becoming almost as thin as me!

Yep, I get the feeling it's gonna suck. But I am STILL gonna watch it tonight. Go me!

Monday, 12 December 2005

The Shameless but Useless Flirt

Just a couple of hours ago, someone accused me of being a shameless flirt.

A shameless flirt??!?!? ME?!?!

Ok, I kinda agree with the 'shameless' part, but FLIRT?

I'm HOPELESS at flirting, ok? I'm a CRAP flirter. Dey, I wouldn't know how to flirt with someone even if she came up to me and slapped me in the face lar (in which case I doubt I'd be able to successfully flirt with her anyway).

I wrote something about flirting once before, where I said I'm more of an accidental flirt than anything. If I try to flirt CONCIOUSLY, I stammer, and I run out of conversation topics. Most of the time when I actually DO happen to be able to strike up a proper conversation with someone, it's because we happened to have something to talk about. Like Lord of the Rings. Or fantasy books. Or movies. Or BLOGS. Hardly vintage flirting material, those.

So, why did this friend of mine (who is a girl, BTW) say I'm a flirt then? Probably because I have more female friends than male friends. Another friend of mine (yes, a girl as well) once commented, "Don't you have any male friends???" after meeting yet another female friend of mine.

Well, I do. I just don't hang out with them much, AND it just so happens that most of my REALLY good friends are female, and I hang out with them a lot, that's all. Nothing to do with me being a flirt. I just prefer their company, that's all.

Besides, it's not as if I'm desperate for some action or want the attention anyway. After all, I have my larling, whom I'm very happy with, thank you very much.

So... Shameless flirt?!?!?! ME?!?!?!


This Sucks.

This sucks.

I woke up in the morning, and couldn't remember whether I was supposed to be working today or not.

So I got up, made a sandwich, all the time trying to remember whether I remembered to mark an off-day for myself today.

I ate that sandwich, moped around some more, and finally decided that I really should get to work

After all, off-day or not, I still had a deadline to catch, so oh well, I dragged myself out of the house, got in the car, and drove to work.

So here I am, at work. On a public holiday. Gah.

Nothing sucks more than coming to work on a holiday. Except of course, your job IS to work on a holiday.

Gah I need more coffee.

Friday, 9 December 2005

Alanis and the Not-So-Jagged Little Album

Ask anyone what they think of Alanis Morissette (that's 1 R, two S's and two T's, BTW), and chances are this is what they'd say:

She should have stayed angry


I liked her better when she was angry

You see, Alanis had ONE brilliant album - Jagged Little Pill - which sparked the whole "I AM AN ANGRY WOMAN HEAR ME BITCH" movement in the 90's, and was THE album to have at the time of released.

Why? Because we could all relate to it. Whether you were male or female, her songs touched an angry nerve in all of us, and we wanted to sing it at the top of the lungs and say SCREW IT ALL at the same time. It's the kind of album you'd expect F***stress to be listening to most of the time.

All I Really Want was a brilliant opening number that set up the album's RANT RAGE BITCH theme. You Oughta Know was such an angry rant at ex-lovers that you wanted to scratch your nails down someone else's back for her. Ironic was the most ironically sarcastic song I ever heard back then (and ever since). You Learn's message is one that I've been following for years. And that bonus track Your House right at the end of the CD was the first hidden track I ever found (I still remember the thrill I got when I discovered there was a 'secret song' behind that repeat of You Oughta Know right at the end of the CD!)

So, Alanis won a whole bunch of Grammy awards for the album, performed at the Grammies, and then she decided to go search for her inner soul. So off she went to went to India, where she found her spiritual self, and Lo and Behold, released Supposed Former Infatuation Junkie, which supposedly heralded a whole new Alanis Morissette who was supposedly calmer, and more spiritually centred.

Unfortunately, it didn't do her music much good, because while the songs she wrote were still good, people didn't connect with the songs as much as they did on the Jagged Little Pill album, mostly because, well, lets face it, how many of us actually ARE comfortable with our spiritual self? Most of us liked her music because we just want songs to scream and rant about, that's all. Not music to meditate to.

Isn't it ironic than once she found her spiritual self and became less angry, she then became less popular? After that album, her subsequent albums never quite made it as big as Jagged Little Pill, and so, this year, she decided to go back to that album, coming up with Jagged Little Pill Acoustic.

You live, you learn I guess. Maybe she realised that she would never be able to recreate the heydays of Jagged Little Pill, so she decided to go back to that album and try to convert her fans into believing that, "hey, that album may have been angry, but look what happens when the NEW, CALM me does it again. It doesn't sound so bad, does it?"

Sorry, Alanis, as much as I like your music, you oughta know by now that nothing beats the original Jagged Little Pill. The remade versions just don't capture the same energy that the original did. They may be acoustic versions (which are not supposed to be very er.. angry anyway), but still, this acoustic album just pales in comparison to their originals. They are slower yes, but they are also rather boring. Even the cover, though is the same concept of a 'stripped down Jagged Little Pill', looks so....boring.

Ironic just sounds too slow and no fun anymore, mostly because she took all the sarcasm out of the song. You Oughta Know is just not the same without that much faster motormouth section, and Your House with music is just not the same as that completely music-less version on the original. The only song I liked was All I Really Want, which I thought was pretty well done and sung with the same angry vibes as the original.

BTW, the best acoustic version of You Oughta Know is not on this album. It's the one you sang at the Grammies that year, and is an example of what EXACTLY is the way that the ENTIRE album should have been sung acoustically - stripped down, but laced with an simmering undercurrent of quiet anger.

She's also got a new compilation album - Alanis Morissette: The Collection - so if you can't be bothered to buy the rest of her stuff, just get this. It's got all the essentials, so you should be happy with it. So if you can only buy TWO Alanis Morissette albums in your ENTIRE LIFE, buy this compilation and the ORIGINAL Jagged Little Pill. That should cover all the best stuff she has, baring any better new ones, of course.

So, Alanis. PLEASE continue making new music. I don't think your new stuff is that bad anyway, and I'm still listening to your songs. But PLEASE DON'T even THINK of making an acoustic version of Supposed Former Infatuation Junkie. I don't think I could handle the tedium...

Thursday, 8 December 2005

The Cocky Roach Song

The idea for this 'song' came about yesterday when I was having tea with Izuan, and we got to talking about songs with the names of animals in them. You know, like Alice in Chains' Rooster, Pearl Jam's Rats, and er... George Lam's mosquito song.

So we decided to come up with a Malaysian song about.... ROACHES! I came up with the lyrics, and Izuan kononnya is gonna add the song later.

So, without further ado, here is...

The Cocky Roach Song

(lyrics by Eyeris, music to be added later by Izuan Shah of Auburn)

Verse 1:
I'll crawl up your leg at the mamak stall,
I'll fly down and land on your roti and dahl.
I'll contaminate your tea with all my germs,
And hurt your tummy worse than them worms!


Verse 2:
I'm a lipas with an attitude!
A 'ka-cat' in your Maggi soup!
A disease on legs, a plague with wings,
We've been around for years and we can sing!


You can try to stomp us flat,
Or even spray us with some Ridsect.
Smack us with a newspaper roll!
Throw us in the toilet bowl!
Kill us, smack us, annihilate us!
It's easier to kill us than to kill a fly,
But even after a million years we continue to multiply!!!!!

Wednesday, 7 December 2005

Little things that annoy me immensely

  1. Road hogs
  2. Cigarette smoke
  3. The sound of vacuum cleaners in the morning when I'm trying to meet a deadline
  4. Extreme pessimism
  5. People taking things for granted
  6. Wusses who don't know a good thing even when she slaps them in the face
  7. People reading over my shoulder
  8. All LOUD Mobile ringtones
  9. People who SCREAM their mobile phone conversations IN AN ELAVATOR
  10. Waiters who SCREW UP MY ORDER
  11. A mosquito bussing around my ear while I'm trying to sleep
  12. Loud Ah-Beng Techno music
  13. Suicidal Kapcai riders
  14. Know-it-alls
  15. People talking during a movie
  16. Little ginger bits in my porridge
  17. Getting phone calls while I'm eating
  18. A mouse that doesn't work properly
  19. Blogspot not working properly
  20. Annoying radio DJs and advertisements
  21. Fake accents that Malaysians put on when talking to Ang Mohs

Tuesday, 6 December 2005

Narnia Hype: Narnia in A Few NON-SPOILER Sentences

Well, after a long wait, I finally watched Narnia yesterday. Here's what I thought of it, as usual, in a few NON-SPOILER sentences:

  • While there ARE small changes here and there, it still covers practically every single important event in the ENTIRE BOOK
  • It's like Disney's version of Lord of the Rings, made for safe family viewing(read: no lopped heads, no gore, very sanitised fighting)
  • WETA Workshop's effects were brilliant as usual. all the different characters and animals were nicely rendered
  • The four kids' acting was pretty good
  • A little draggy at times, especially in the beginning, but once they got to Narnia, everything was peachy
  • Some parts might seem a little absurd for those who have not read the book (HO! HO! HO!)
  • The STONE TABLE scene was almost exactly as I imagined it (though the table seemd a little odd)

I'm hoping this movie will do well enough to convince them to make Prince Caspian, which is still my favorite book of the series.

As usual, to those who HAVE seen the movie AND have read the book, please refrain from posting spoilers in the comments!


Monday, 5 December 2005

Narnia Hype: FOR NARNIA!!!! (Tickets)

The screening of the Chronicles of Narnia: The Lion, the Witch & The Wardrobe is TONIGHT!

*Crosses fingers that I'll get tickets on my table today*

*Rubs hands together in glee*

Hopefully it'll be better than Harry Potter.

Yay Yay. Can't wait...

Damn, won't be playing futsal then. Oh well, who cares.


Oh, and I've updated Bumi Tengah. Hehe.


Friday, 2 December 2005

Dancing my Three Left Feet Away

I like to watch people dance. Especially girls. ESPECIALLY girls who dance well.

By 'dance' I mean ANY form of modern dance. Salsa, tapdancing, disco... Except ballet. I've always found all that standing on toes stuff extremely painful to watch. My own toes tend to feel painful for them.

Anyway, There's always been something I've found immedietely attractive about a girl who can dance. Quite a number of my female friends can dance quite well. My larling can dance pretty well as well. I love watching her dance.... Woohoo.

When I go to clubs, I don't usually dance myself (unless I'd had enough beer), but it's fun just watchign a girl dance. Of course, there's always inadvertantly some idiot next to her TRYING to dance with her and ending up like a robot trying to molest the girl but always ending up two beats short of achieving that. Makes you wanna walk over, cosh him on the head, drag him off the dance floor, and just let the girls dance in peace.

But anyway, girls who can dance RAWK. Just don't ask ME to dance as well.

I don't do dance. If the average lousy dancer had two left feet, I'd have three, AND an extra right foot to boot. Everytime I try to swivel my hips I end up looking like a footballer warming up.

I can do the robot though. And I can do Johnny Bravo's monkey dance. That's about it.

So don't ask me to dance. I'll probably end up embaressing you or knocking you over, or worse, get coshed on the head and dragged off the dancefloor by another guy who just wants to see you move that body on your own without me blocking his view. :P