When it's GOOD to spit

We have a lot of Filipinos working here.

Actually, about a quarter of our call centre staff are from the Philippines. So we get to learn about their culture, their language, their country, their heritage. All quite exotic.

Except their food.

Because we have so many of them, they bring food back after they come back from home leave? And inevitably, I will try when offered. And inevitably, I will discreetly have to p'tui them back out. It's easy to be discreet when you have to spit. NEED to spit. lol.

I don't know what it is.... but.... none of the foodstuff I've tried seems platable :o Go figure. It's not that it's weird, or strange tasting. It just doesn't taste.... good.

Like some hard candy they brought back. It looked kinda cool. So when I was offered, I chose one of every colour (their wrapping, I mean). And it tasted like cardboard. pbttthhh into some tissuepaper. End of candy. The other 3 pieces got dumped untasted.

It was exactly like chewing cardboard.

Yes I know what cardboard tastes like.

And just now... one of the girls offered a coffee candy. Coffee candy. We've all had that, right? Can't go wrong, right? I've got 2 girls with me, one took a fistful, I took one, and the other girl took, like, 4 pieces. Should be tasty, right?

Wrong. So wrong. hahahahhahahaha. p'tui I went. The other 2 girls are none the wiser. In fact, one of them is noisly sucking on her sweet. Mine's already in the bin.


I'm just so amused by it all :))

We need more chlorine in the gene pool

Mankind's capacity for stupidity never ceases to amaze me.

I get about... oh... one call every 6 weeks from motorcycle riders who've had their bikes stolen or set on fire. However, they've purchased the cheapest coverage required by law. This would be Third Party Only.

You can opt for the next one up, which is Third Party, Fire and Theft, but no..... you buy a 200CC bike, and get the cheapest coverage possible. And then you ride your fucking bike into Malaysia, which is *notorious* for bike theft. And then you complain when we, your beloved insurance company, refuse to pay you.

I'be been on the receiving end of fucking idiots who ask "then why am I buying insurance for?". And I will firmly tell them "You buy insurance because by law it is required. You have purchased the minimum requirment.". And they're not happy. I've actually have one middle aged man yell at me, that his insurance company was "cheating" him. Fuck you. We're not cheating anyone. We're just not a fucking charity for fucking morons. You want coverage? Bloody PAY for it.


Can't believe these idiots are out there multiplying......

Chrome

A new operating system? Based on the web ? Sounds exciting! As computer illiterate as I am, I'd still like to try it! Hhhmmmm... perhaps Google will make it easier for us endusers....

Scratching my head over here....

I really don't understand all the bloody fuss surrounding MJ's death.

He was artistic? Ok.
He was an entertainer? Ok.
He was a bit of a freak? MMmmmm, ok.

But was he just human? Good grief. YES!

So what is WITH all this fuss? Everywhere I go, the radio stations are playing his songs. Hello? He was here, he entertained yes, but now he's gone! I hope they stop playing his songs after his funeral.... As it is, it's starting to really irritate me.

As for his fans... I see newpaper articles and they show fans grieving. Crying. Sobbing into each other's shoulder. *shudder* You guys need to get a life.


Seriously.

OH BOY! Here I come....

Manohmanohman.

I'll be 37 in a day.

Middle age here I come! lol No longer can I hide behind the pseudo i-am-still-youthful age of 35 and below. Argh! 36? Ok, but waffling it a tad. But 37? No turning back, man. Better look it in the eye, woman. Face the facts! Prepare for wrinkles! Jowls! Flappy underarm fats waving bye bye whether I want them to or not! Contemplation of booby plastic surgery and all that! lol

Speaking of aging.... for some reason... I found myself thinking of myself as a hot 60 year old. And if I want to be a hot 60 year old, I had better start working out. I've never been hot. I kinda fancy being hot in my dotage.

Don't laugh. It MAY happen. Or not. lol.

How about fencing? Think I can lunge around and not have a heart attack? And their adult classes are in the evening too... which fit right in with my night shifts.


Possibilities abound, eh?

OOOoooo... shiny!!

Oh my god.
I can't believe it.
I'm all excited.

I bought my first pair of binoculars! w00t!!

See... after work today, me and my colleague were supposed to go crystal hunting. We got lost looking for Race Course Road and ended up in Little India. So of course, we went to Mustaffa Centre.

I'd never been, believe it or not, but I was quite happy to walk around looking like a tourist.

As an aside, it's been about 10 years since I visited Little India and the men there haven't changed. Shanti experienced it herself. She demonstrated how one man *gawked* at my boobs. Yup, I quipped, this is why I always feel dirty when I visit. The best way I can describe it is dogs drooling.

Anyways. BINOCULARS. Good grief, people, I've always wanted a pair and now I do! wahey! Isn't it a beauty?

Granted, it was a cinch to use and it's an easy going, smart, compact little model. But now I feel like I want more. More! Bigger! More fierce looking! Greater distance! Magnify! MAGNIFY, DAMMIT. lol And as I walked to the cashier, I sang happy birthday to me, happy birthday to me, HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME-EE... happy birthday to me. hahahahaha. How self indulgent is this then? :))

Damn, the thing is addictive. I'm so happy!

A little side step

HHhhmmm.

I've just spent a goodly part of an hour reading up on the Church of Satan (which wasn't quite what I expected) and an interview with their High Priest.

Apparently, the Church of Satan doesn't believe in God or Satan, but rather, a set of principles. And the interview article was equally interesting. There were also certain things/sentiments expressed, which I also share.

Well, see the idea of the “God” comes from the oppressors, and it’s a way of controlling folks, by saying, “I have communication with this authority figure but you can't. I’m special.” That’s where priesthoods come in, but also governmental authorities and parties, let’s say the Communist Party or the Nazi Party at one point.

They have the key to the way the universe should exist, and everyone needs to be subservient to them and take what they say as holy writ whether they are actually claiming it is divine or not. That’s why so many of those fascist and totalitarian systems function like religions, because they put the leaders and whatever they wrote as some kind of scriptural authority that is not supposed to be debated or examined, but simply swallowed whole.

Now some people might come up with a religious belief that may counter an existing system that will help them feel better about their underdog status, and then sometimes that develops into a major religion and sometimes it doesn’t. Sometimes it is crushed and snuffed out. That’s natural to our species, that people have to find a way for dealing with their existence.

The Satanist, we look at our existence and say, “We’re not going to look for something outside of ourselves. We’re going to be proactive." We’ll go out there and try to make a change, and we’ll deal pragmatically with whatever life situations we have. So the Satanist, regardless of where he is living and under what kind of conditions, he is going to try to find a way to make his life as good as it can be based upon his own abilities and the world around him.

We don’t expect everybody in Satanism to be a genius, we expect people to take whatever they have by nature, and do the best with it. So in that sense, we challenge people who are our members; the only idealism we have is directed at ourselves.

We try to look at ourselves and try to realize what our potential possibly could be, what talents do we have. And then we try to take those, through whatever work is needed, to take those as far as we can.

I'm sorry if that was rather a long excerpt, but I wanted the entire context.

The concept of religion is rather a mixed bag for me. I realise some people need to have a godlike or father figure looking out for them. But I also realise a lot of people view religion as the "magical cure", instead of relying on themselves to make the first step.

So in some ways, I like having God out there for me. Or a Superior Being. Or some concept of a higher deity. In the deepest pit of our lonely human souls, it's comforting. Small miracles or abundance that happen every day are not coincidence. They are gifts that make life worth living. I still say "Thank you, Lord!" when my taxi comes quickly. lol.

But I also very firmly subscribe to the belief that you have the power to do something for yourself. You cannot pray to Someone Higher Up to strike lottery. You want money? Bloody work for it yourself. It's not going to drop from the sky. Nor is some fortune teller going to channel some angel and tell you what numbers to bet on.

And of course, from a religious perspective, Satan is the Father of Lies. So why shouldn't a high priest be persuasive? Seductively coherent and logical? Heh. What happens if this is all just clever reverse psycology?

I shared the articles at work and now it's really quiet. The girls are reading the articles. lol.

Interesting to think about, eh?

HHmmmm... should I wait?

Heh, I was waiting for the new Transformers movie.

It opened this evening in Singapore, but I am working, so no can do. But now, after reading the reviews... WAS waiting is the operative word. According to my favourite movie review site, the movie Sucked Big Time.

Just like the reviewers, I am prepared to leave my brains at the door for any Michael Bay movie. But the action had better be good. And it was not. One example? A review entitled Sucked Devastator balls by a VERY disgruntled fanboy. That bad, huh? Oh kay.

Plus, now I pull down the statistics on those that voted. Got suckered into watching drivel which sucked so bad, I wrote a public movie review for the first time in my life.


Perhaps I shall wait until the crowds thin out then.....

Inherent in the genes

We're bitching at work, we are.

Complaining about customers. And the worst kinds... the ones we ALL love to hate... the ones who have one miserable life insurance worth a paltry $20,000 but depanding all sorts of shit from us. Have you ever encountered those sorts? Pay peanuts, but demand the world? Yeah. Those.

By the way, I've got a new tagline : Mamas = Drama.
I'm not sorry to say that, by far, the worse group of customers by ratio are the Indians. Sure, there are one or two who are exquisitely polite and an absolutely joy to assist/serve. But in general? Hoooo boy.

The women are screamers and the men are chauvinistic. Even the foreigners (Filipinos) working here know this by now. We just roll our eyes at each other and say Indian!


No more need be said..... Shared pain is universal pain. Heh.

erm. ok. I'll pass

Now I know why I admire the girly girls.

They have The Patience to do what's necessary.

I have watched this video on setting of loose curls. Yes, I sat through the ENTIRE thing even though I was bored by the time she inserted her first curler. Prolly about the 1.5 min mark.

Oh, I clean up well. But goddaggit, I can't see myself doing this each and every time I want to go out. By the time this woman's video is done, I'm dressed and out the door.


Still, girly girls are easy on the eyes, I'll admit.......

What a treat!

Ok, I owe you guys pictures.

I know, I know.... from don't-know-when. Actually, I think from jan09. So. 6 months. heh.

Sorry.

I have incentive now. I really do! Went to get my annual hair cut yesterday and took myself to White Sands. Long story... but I was feeling good, I don't know why. I was feeling incredibly happy! I had just bought durians and Ramly Burgers as a treat for my family and the day just had a fantastically great vibe about it. I even took a feeder bus to and fro, when my norm would've been cabs lol.

Anyways, so I'm on my way home, sitting on the bus, laden with plastic bags and flatironed hair, grinning like an idiot. When something made me look up and out.

Good good. Iridescent clouds. Holy crap. Iridescent clouds.
In Singapore?!?!?!?
IRIDESCENT CLOUDS, PEOPLE.

I was muttering to mysef as I whipped out my phone. Snapped as quick as I could, the guy seated behind me was wondering what I was looking at as I leaned as close as I could to the bus window for clear shots.

I saw this. Once. JUST once last month when I was in Ko Samui (yes, I have as yet unloaded pictures too on my camera) and thought "That's it. Once in a life time. Mother-of-shell colours in the sky. Never in Singapore!"

And here I am, about one month later, and I see this. Can't tell you how excited I was.... Got off the bus and scrambled home to babble about this to my parents. lol And these 2 pics are from my phone camera.... imagine what the pictures could have turned out like if I had a proper camera and a steady tripod. *sigh* Gorgeous!!


I count myself really lucky!! And very blessed!

The truth

Ha!




Couldn't have said it better myself.

They'll never learn

That's hot!



Or..... not.....

Ah ha!

Found this little gem... literally... on Tioman Island.

s'called Minang Cove and you can only get there by boat :)) Now waiting to see if they have available room! woo!


Ladies, if they have, want to go?

UPDATE : they're fully booked. :( Looks like I'll be staying home this year....

No IE onboard Windows 7?

I think the Europeans are on to something....

Faster'n you can blink

I've just found the most amazing jump rope routine ever.

We don't have anything close in Singapore. One or two individuals approaching this level of talent, sure. But at that age? And so many?

No.

So to see this team perform was a real pleasure, let me tell you. Allow me to present to you the wonderful girls from The Firecrackers. These girls are from grade 4-8; or Pri 3 to Sec1 Singapore style. And audition from within the Kings Local School District in Ohio, USA.




What's cuter? The first time I caught this, it wasn't on YouTube and there weren't any titles. I was wondering (1) Why the audience was predominantly young, male, and uniformly dressed. Ah! Military game, perhaps? (2) Why the hell was there a bear amongst them? The young men started out from hmpf! jump rope! to woo woo woo!

Turns out it was a performance for the US Naval Academy this year. The Officers giving a stand ovation at the end was a dead giveaway too :))


Amazing performance!

And so it slowly creeps

I've learnt some new words today.

All perfectly innocent english words until strung together... and THEN you have to decipher them using AMERICAN street slang

haters will be eaten

I blame bloody youtube! And laughed anyways :)

Of all the fucktards

Oh no! The idiot has won in the Iranian elections!

He's a blight on the landscape of the free world. Truly. I have nothing personal against him. but I DO have something against a complete moron who tries to deny the massacre of the Jews. This was before I was born. But hello? Thousands upon thousands upon thousands died in vain.


How on earth can you deny that?