Diary of a Poor Boy

Nov buddies

2012-02-02T23:05:00.000+08:00

Funny how I'm closer to the people in my intake than those from my department. They're from all ages and all backgrounds, from engineers to HR, but maybe cuz we're all newbies to Maxis, there's stories to tell and things to bitch about. I had fun.

EY peeps are best peeps

2012-01-31T23:28:00.000+08:00

Now that I've experienced myself life outside EY, I can sorta appreciate why people say friends are friends and colleagues are colleagues. Only that in EY, you're working with your friends - bosses not included, of course. It is a very warm feeling to be with so many old young faces, sharing old jokes and shooting the shit without a care. I really missed that.

CNY

2012-01-23T23:04:00.000+08:00

It was a very short and quiet CNY this year. But there were pineapple tarts, we played with fire and the little boy is now big enough to be moderately interesting so it wasn't a total lost.

Bukit Tabur

2012-01-15T23:20:00.000+08:00

This is some serious fun scary shit. 3 hours and 4km of steep ups-and-downs on rock and dirt. All hill treks should be so awesome.

Puppy

2012-01-08T22:57:00.000+08:00

Puppy is now 77 dog years old. So we all get worried when he's not his usual unlovable self and so he gets an egg everyday, and gets to sleep indoors with blankets and when he gets better we kick him back out to annoy the passers-by.

Adrian & Jamie

2011-12-25T23:51:00.000+08:00

Dude dragged us all the way to Bangi on Christmas Day, just to see him get married in fancy dress. And when it came to the photo taking, he had the cheek to fall asleep. We love you anyway Adrian, you guys are the cutest couple ever.

Xmas cheer

2011-12-24T23:30:00.000+08:00

A tree, turkey, steamboat, presents, and also to send off a friend. KL loses yet another headcount to S'pore.

Surge

2011-12-22T00:14:00.000+08:00

8 kilos. That's how much my office weighs. Being deemed too lowly to be given a desk means that i have to tote my shit and the shitty 5kg office laptop around everyday. Even this huge ass 33 litre capacity North Face I just bought - and rapidly falling in love with - is stuffed to the brim and not doing any favours to my shoulders.

Its a very nice bag though.

Very Nice.

This post is equally bitching about my ancient work laptop and showing off my new bag.

MBS Xmas party

2011-12-19T23:00:00.000+08:00

Office held a xmas do in Kont Kiara. It was pretty entertaining cuz got games and roast lamb and performances and my bosses made pretty good MCs, but it sucked for me cuz a) these ppl no as fun to talk to as EYians cuz i) all speakie Canto, and ii) too many dudes and also b) I got a fucking heinous cold.


Shu the red-nosed, runny-eyed salesman Check out my new UNIQLO hoodie! I'm so stylo.

But at least the door gift a bit nice lah, much better than anything from EY before, and I got win a weighing scale during lucky draw which told me how much I weighed after nose leaking all day and scarfing lamb all night. Also my secret santa got me a blended wine from M&S. If really got stick to the RM30 budget ah, this one can pour down the toilet liao. Blended wines suck ma balls.

Anlene for stwong bones. Nescafe to lose calcium.

Look ma, I made myself one!

2011-12-18T15:00:00.000+08:00

Ati and I signed up for a basic ring making class on Milkadeal conducted by Materialise Creativity, a husband and wife combo. That was a while back, but we could only attend it now and had to pay a bit more for the postponement. No regrets though, I had some serious hands-on fun and Chin and Jane were awesome friendly people and great teachers. A Sunday morning well spent.

Chin explaining the steps

Tools of the trade

Chin cutting aluminum strips free hand - practising on aluminum - stamping on actual silver

Firing the metal to straighten - measuring and snipping off excess material - Chin showing off his special snipping trick (scary!)

Beating the strip into a tight oval for soldering

Placing tiny beats of solder - firing to melt the solder - red hot ring

Beating ring into round shape - Chin demonstrating proper technique - checking proper sizing

Fine file to remove black surface and reveal shiny silver - random handsome dude

Final polish with sandpaper - firing for 'dirty' finish - touch up

Finish

We decided to go for an experimental finish that's unlike the usual boring matte or chromed look and somewhat different from the normal blackened finish. Chin fired our rings again to darken the surface, and I did a few light passes with the very fun sandpaper drillbit for the streaked feel that's very much like the original raw silver band color. The inside of the rings are still highly polished and smooth. Happy!

edit: After a couple days, the blackened bits wore off and the matte silver is exposed. Chin and Jane were so nice to promise to think of a solution to fix it when I gave them a feedback on their FB page. Do check out their site for custom jewellery, they do awesome stuff.

The Skytrex that never was

2011-12-17T20:28:00.000+08:00

All geared up waiting for the rain to end

First Skytrex seriously fucked by the weather. Got geared up, finished training course, started pouring. Stop, wait, wait some more, went back out, before my turn, started pouring again. 4 hours fucking wasted and I didn't even get my foot up the first ladder rung. Had to reschedule to next year. FML.

iPhone 4s launch

2011-12-15T23:30:00.000+08:00

Outside:

Some crazy people


Lagi more crazy people

People queued for hours.

Inside:

We have a bar

We have a band

We have MTVs onna big screen

We have a chick playing violin

This is why it is important to study hard in school, find a good job, work hard, and become big shot enough to be invited to the VIP lounge.
Or you could be Kenny Sia, get invited to blog about the event, and forced to shake hands with a crazy Maxis employee with greasy chicken wing fingers.
Your choice.

Babes

2011-12-12T23:30:00.000+08:00

Well... 2 out of 4 still ain't bad.

Weekend

2011-12-11T21:31:00.000+08:00

Took an expensive train, bought an expensive cable, ate an expensive dinner, watched an expensive show and there was a pug in a Santa's hat. Thanks Wan for making it happen!

Rodizio

2011-12-04T23:05:00.000+08:00

Girl

candlelight

and raw meat

The best things in life can be bought on Groupon.

Hot desking

2011-11-24T15:00:00.000+08:00

I can fool myself for a little while that I have my own office with a view, with a leather chair and a big clean desk. I'll be fooling myself, but its nice to dream though.

Farty

2011-11-20T23:54:00.000+08:00

I guess this is what friends are for - planning a surprise do and then making you wear a Horny Old Fart bib. Verri mussh h'appressated.

So many girls so little time

2011-11-20T14:30:00.000+08:00

This is less a post about Cass getting married than showing off all the babes I get to hang around with so very often. Oh and in there somewhere is Cass getting married and also an R8.

Cow

2011-11-18T22:59:00.000+08:00

Today my friends bought me a steak dinner. A juicy bloody chunk of cow to celebrate my 27 years of wasting the Earth's resources. It was delicious.

Week One

2011-11-18T19:08:00.000+08:00

So, first week at Maxis and they're already having us filming an uncle with styroform cup tits in drag wear. Talk about demanding employer.

This entire week had us learning about the different facets of Maxis' operations, from the retail center, to the customer call center, to the network operations center. Everyday is a field trip playing the dickhead tourist, getting in the way of the other employees.

It was fun and educational yadda yadda yadda and ended with us filming an uncle in drag to make a short film praising Maxis in all its glory (boo Blue Cube boo Yellow Man!). Our team didn't get 1st prize (boo other team!) but the prize was some cheapass backpack anyway so its ok. What I did get was that in this one week I've made a whole bunch of fb friends. And that's what's really important in life.

Zee

2011-11-17T23:43:00.000+08:00

Zee Avi loves me so much that she put on a show for me on my birthday. Zee Avi didn't love me enough so I still had to pay RM158 to watch her. But it was so so so sosososo WORTH IT!!!!!!!!!!

I love Zee Avi.

Hi cousin, you're alright

2011-11-13T21:16:00.001+08:00

Family's so important. But sometimes they can be a bit fucked up. Thank god my new found relative from out of nowhere is really cool and says 'fuck' just like a normal human being. She's my mom's mom's brother's daughter's daughter. In other words, her mom's my mom's cousin. So is she like my umm, double-cousin? She's also a Taiwan-born Spanish-speaking tango-dancing American living in Seattle and working with CDC in Vietnam. How kick ass is that?

Hi Ann, very nice to meet you.

EY, fare thee well

2011-11-11T21:00:00.000+08:00

Wow... this is exciting, liberating and a bit sad all at the same time. Today is officially my last day with EY. It started out great, got exciting, then routine, then tedious, then it got bad, then I got fucking pissed-off, and now I'm out with less than 2 weeks notice. Hmm... never would've imagined it to end this way. One thing that remained great throughout are all the friends I have working with me, who remained friends after they've left. Its a fantastic thing which sadly the higher-ups did not have the wisdom to nurture and encourage. What would next week bring? I have high hopes. I hope I won't be disappointed. I hope I'll be even more fucking awesome. We'll see.

Babies

2011-11-08T20:54:00.000+08:00

Its nice to hang out with babies sometimes, if you don't have to deal with the poop and can hand them back to their mommies and daddies when they start brawling. And my cousins do know how to make them cute. I wonder if there's a recipe somewhere for that...

My birthday, early

2011-11-05T20:49:00.000+08:00

A seafood dinner and a custom-worded dubstep cake 2 weeks before my birthday. Yeah my family is amazing.

Actually, I did the words myself with the cake knife and licking off the scrapped cream. So what, its my cake.

WY bday

2011-10-30T20:43:00.000+08:00

Happy birthday dude. Though there's no flaming this year, at least you got some fried cheese crap and a drink with some fruit stuck to the glass.

Parv got hitched

2011-10-29T20:46:00.000+08:00

Another wedding, another chick off the market. Its a pity cuz this is a rather hot one. All the best, Parv. You made my first year at EY so much more fun than it would've been.

Petrosains

2011-10-29T20:33:00.000+08:00

So a day at Petrosains, looking with adult eyes at the hordes scrabbling everywhere, poking buttons, turning wheels, picking noses and generally being kids. Its no wonder so many things in there are broken and slightly sticky. I can now appreciate the words 'child-tested' a lot more than before. And despite the maintenance not being able to keep up with the damages, the staff at hand were very friendly and helpful and always smiling. I had a good time.

The sticky bitey nephew who looks like the car from Cars

Mirror-y

Plastic animals

Virtual butterflies

The guardians

Hitman: David Foster & Friends

2011-10-22T23:30:00.000+08:00

So that was my experience with David Foster and his faded-from-fame friends. Long queues, a long way from the stage, and a bunch of has-beens doing his not so popular songs and a lot of ass-kissing. David Foster praising the talent of every Tom Dick, and passing cat and all his 'friends' singing praises back. The gig was 3 hours, bang for buck if nothing else.

It was a pity as the man truly is sensational, from the handful of songs he teased the audience with, everyone of them a huge hit that everyone seems to know the lyrics to. He preened a bit on stage, but was entertaining and charming for it and of course the crowd approved. I just wished there was more of those good songs and less of Charice.

Best singer of the night was Russell Watson,he gave a rousing performance and really worked the crowd. Some local chick called Dayang or something was pretty good too. Charice had a powerful voice, but had the stage presence of a dead fish. I loved Ashanti's old hits and its sad to see her looking more like Whitney Houston now. Michael Bolton had the biggest cheers, but he just got by on his fame and not the strength of his performance. I liked him better doing 'Jack Sparrow' with The Lonely Island.

Leobot

2011-10-09T23:00:00.000+08:00

As far as impulse buys goes, I could at least back this one up by saying, " I got it autographed!"

KISS

2011-10-07T23:30:00.000+08:00

MARVEL in 1977 vs IMAGE in the 90's.

Small wonder I was a huge fan back in my SPAWN days. If they could make a bunch of makeup-wearing old rockers look cool, platforms and chest hair all, they could do anything.

Do click on the image to appreciate the artwork in greater detail.

Big Bad Wolf Book Sale

2011-10-06T23:30:00.000+08:00

LC snagged a couple of preview passes to this amazingly bad ass book sale and last minute I had to make some vague excuses to my boss why I can't stay and do more work and made a run for it. Almost didn't make it too. The GPS tried to kill me a few times by leading me into plantations where TNT-welding politicians no doubt lurk and alternatively trying to strand me, out of gas, in some ulu place called Serdang. In the end I made it with the fuel needle actually touching the red line, grabbed my book bag, jumped over some longkangs, scrambled up a grassy hill and made a dash to the main hall with 45 mins to closing time. It was fucked up the things they make you do to get there.

But the sight that greeted me was better than Disneyland. At that moment, I sincerely believe that only having Stoya and Yurizan in their undies in my bed would be a bigger attraction. Stacks upon stacks of papery pleasure beckoned in all their unorganised discounted pleasure. I think I sort of blanked out a bit here, concentrated as I was in a speed-browsing I had never attempted before.

When the red mists cleared and I was firmly directed to the cashier counter because SIR WE ARE CLOSING, I realised that everyone who bought books had their purchases wheeled out on trolleys by helpful elves in black. Looks like I'm not the only crazy one there.

I was so high I was still shaking a bit when I got back and making occasional yipping noises. As one would when getting 15 books for all of 180 bucks.

Its gonna take me a good long while to finish these.

Teaming

2011-10-05T23:46:00.000+08:00

EY. We look all serious and shit. Professional is how we roll.

Actually I think our tagline is Quality in Everything We Do.

But Professional and Shit sounds cooler. Dig.

So, cuz there's like fuck all people left in the department, I got pulled into this hush-hush "we've signed a non-disclosure and your names are in BNM's record' review job. It sounded tough at first, and it sucked huge ass I had to put in OT the very week I was ineligible to claim for it, but we had an experienced senior from the Valuations side to guide us through and a good team to shoot the crap with when the bosses were not in. Also we get to get away from office and the crap food for a few days, a major plus. And I learned the awesomeness of Google Translate, the Greatest Thing Since Sliced Bread. Babelfish can suck it.

So... breakfast was good.

And so was lunch.

The Secret Life of Nora

2011-10-01T23:14:00.000+08:00

So Suan was cool enough to score a couple tix to the Nora premiere and nice enough to ask me to tag along. And it felt great rocking up to the media counter and saying, "I've got 2 under Bloggers." "Umm... Suanie." The Secret Life of Nora is a huge local production starring local and broadway stars such as Datin Tiara Jacquelina, Ryan Silverman, Aznil Nawawi, Adibah Noor, Tony Eusoff etc etc.

The cast was around for photo-ops, but they felt a bit distant and one-dimensional. Zing!

And because the show is about a 60's era actress being unwittingly recruited to become a spy against a gay James Bond type villain, attendees were encouraged to change into costumes provided to get into the mood. Here is Suan dressing up as someone who wore shorts to a show in Istana Budaya.

As for the show itself, its a pretty impressive local effort. A lot of good tunes, innovative use of of the background 'smart' LED towers, some genuinely funny quips. However, it did suffer from a few angles. Subtitles, a boon for a BM-illiterate buffoon like me, were quite often cacat. Missing lines, typos, weird timing. Parts of the script had gaping holes in them, which left things a bit disjointed and feeling rushed. Like how, after they managed to break into Mr. J (the flamboyantly gay or gayishly flamboyant villain)'s lair, they immediately tried to disable the self-destruct mechanism, which didn't make sense at that time. And how Nora very easily got free from the baddie's clutches to threaten J and his minion Sharif. Also in the very last scene, supposedly in Rio during Carnival, lasted all of 2 mins and looked more like a garish ago-go disco with all the LEDs going crazy in the background. Judging by the audience's reaction (or lack of), the abrupt ending felt out of place and left many a tad confused.

But its so easy to be an armchair critic. Despite all of the above, its really amazing the scale and standards this play has achieved. Its strongest suite is its middle acts, with a lovely duet (the wire flight an overkill but a crowd pleaser) and some witty numbers (especially liked the spy song by Agent Foss). Though slightly let down by the rushed second half, in all I really enjoyed the show. I'll even go as far as saying its better than West Side Story I watched the previous year. Kudos!

A chinese wedding

2011-09-26T00:48:00.000+08:00

When a retard

and a pin up

get together

there will be many happy and much drunky

You guys are the best

I love being heng tai

Fambly

2011-09-18T21:12:00.000+08:00

Happy times, made happier by Thai food and lots of bubble tea.

Interns

2011-09-15T20:38:00.000+08:00

Interns are starting to make me feel old. And do they all have to be so tall and good-looking?

An indian wedding

2011-09-11T23:33:00.000+08:00

The formula for a beautiful day:

Take one man...

... add one woman...

...equals double happiness.

Like so.

Sisters at no extra charge.

Two old birdies

2011-09-04T23:03:00.000+08:00

There were two birthdays, there was a birthday cake, there was macaroni salad, there was a baby, there was some food and then there was the boy who got chicken pox. As Sundays go, this was a pretty good one.

K night

2011-09-03T12:45:00.000+08:00

So Friday rite, was Chit's farewell together with our pretty whiskey-clugging intern, Nicole. And it was also EK's birthday, rite. And they're both k-fiends. But they don't k together. So I had to go to Chit's one at Pyramid at 7, then EK's one at 10. And there was beer and whiskey, and hashbrowns at the first one. But the songs weren't so stupid at the second, or at least I know the lyrics to more of them. And we stayed til 3. And then I went back and crashed out. And that was my Friday.

This is Chit, with me.

This is Chit, with me, closer.

This is Chit by herself.

This is Chit, with Lisa.

This is Chit, with Lisa, at a microscopically different angle.

This is Chit covering her face.

This is the three musketeers doing... wait I know this one... Price Tag! The one that goes, "Everyone moves to the left..."This part is when everyone is moving right.

This is whiskey-chugging Nicole, with me.

This is whiskey-chugging Nicole, with someone else who didn't matter, and me doing the no.1 though it looks like I'm digging my ear.

In case you've forgotten, this is Chit again.

This is EK, with Yal.

This is EK, with Yal, and me groping their butts.

This is EK, with Yal, and me groping their butts and some other people who were there also.

This is Mac very seriously going, "Dirty bit" 4 times in the song.

This is EK opening the bottle of massage oil/lube I got her.

Anything to help their plans of having a baby.

This is Yal, slightly out of frame, being vastly entertained by lube.

Eatpoh

2011-08-31T23:55:00.000+08:00

Went to Ipoh to see some sees and eat some eats. It was boiling and the food ain't all its hyped up to be and there were stupid long queues everywhere full of KL and Penang people but we had a balloon with us and that made up for everything.

New year is in August

2011-08-30T17:01:00.004+08:00

Selamat Hari Ra-Ohhh jelly cake!

Red miso cod

2011-08-22T17:38:00.001+08:00

One of those lame ass lunches where the bosses pretend they care an iota and we pretend we are easily bribed with food.

But of course we all took full advantage of it and I was happy enough in my far corner shooting the shit with Deep and the newbies.

Quarrkkk!

2011-08-21T22:45:00.000+08:00

This is somehow very appealing to me. Very. Appealing.

Chatime

2011-08-20T22:59:00.001+08:00

Finally got to see what the fuss is about. And its not bad really - natural taste, not overly sweet, generous with the floaty bits. But as much oomph as a banana leaf rice at the same price? Debatable.

Buka puasa

2011-08-18T22:25:00.004+08:00

The department invited us to a buka puasa gig at Sime Darby CC. The food ain't bad and there was lots of it. Lots of starving Malays too, loading their tables before the prayer sounded. My first time attending one of these things so yeah, moderately inneressin'. More impressed with our intern Sarah. While the others tore into the grub at the first note, and my colleague KY happily started before the buka time with no consideration to the muslims, she slowly made her way to the surau for her absolutions before rejoining us. Really the first Malay whom I feel is not paying Allah lip service. Respect.

Bee bee kill

2011-08-13T23:13:00.005+08:00

So we did another BBQ only this time there were more old people and one less gay guy and one less mommy. The baby was there and the dog was anti-social. The food was ok.

After the food was gone they tried to eat the baby but the dad took her away and luckily there were mooncakes.

Beep beep

2011-08-08T23:06:00.001+08:00

Cuz its very important that I know how much I burn while scarfing down a banana leaf rice or when I'm in lml's room being fucked up the kazoo.

Akka

2011-08-07T23:11:00.000+08:00

What better way to celebrate your X0^th big one than hanging from the trees and blowing out the prettiest cake ever? Maybe not hanging from the trees and straight to blowing out the prettiest cake ever. But each to her own. May all the facial products keep you looking like its your 18^th!

Droid

2011-08-02T21:29:00.001+08:00

I can't leave things well enough alone so like 2 weeks into having my droid I replaced the stock TouchWiz launcher and have a wallpaper that tells the time and battery status. I am very pleased with my own brilliance and tastefulness.

Shake it shake it

2011-07-29T08:40:00.018+08:00

So I've been using this thing. You stand on it in different ways and it shakes and you lose weight. I've used it maybe a month and I think I've lost some. That's not the sole reason, but anything helps. Dad and wan gave it to me sort of like an early birthday present. Thank you, I've been shaking.

When I'm not shaking or when I'm feeling crap or can't wake up, I sit on this thing. This came with the first thing but it was some other things that came first but those were crap and mom did her mom thing and got them to change to this thing. This thing does heated shiatsu and I'll put it on my bed and shiatsu my back or legs and its not a bad thing. Sometimes I do the first thing and then this second thing and I feel relaxed. Its a good thing.

Android

2011-07-24T12:35:00.002+08:00

Like, a billion gazillion ways better than Nokia in every way. The wait finally paid off.

Siew Yeen's farewell

2011-07-22T23:19:00.001+08:00

Yet another hit the wall and took the jump outta hell. But what a send off! Thai food and karaoke on a Friday, hard to beat that. Though I can't say I'm totally happy for her - I'm inheriting 11 of her jobs!

Swiiiiipe!

2011-07-11T23:37:00.003+08:00

Yes, I think I'll have my Veyron chromed, like those Arab guys did. And I want the insides to be red leather, like a whorehouse. But a classy one, with the skin from baby cats. Kittens, I think they're called. I want matching luggage too; outside of dolphins and lined with kangaroo pouch. And take out the engine, put a jacuzzi in there. I don't like getting dirty on the road. And I want 6 tigers pulling the car and an elephant behind holding a parasol over me. Make sure its a fast elephant.

Heading out of KL

2011-07-08T20:35:00.003+08:00

Them pretty lights are cars at a standstill on the highway heading into KL. A traffic jam from the Sg. Besi roundabout to UPM. Police standing by, drivers out of their cars and people dying in ambulances with sirens on and not being able to move an inch. You staying in power is more important than the rakyat of course. Well done , UMNO.

Min

2011-07-03T23:23:00.002+08:00

Aiyo Min! Why do you have to go so far so far? Now we have to wait another 2 months for your replacement... Better treat us right when we go crash your sugar daddy's apartment!

That cake really shouldn't be saying happy birthday.

Boo boos

2011-06-30T23:41:00.000+08:00

That bruise was from my doc sticking a needle in me then digging around in there because I look sexy with my eyes scrunched up tight. The good news was that I don't have Coeliac Disease but the bad news is I'm likely severely allergic to milk products and at least a kardashian-butt load of other stuff. Stuff that will make you go WTFFFFFF. Like barley. Trout. Chick peas. LETTUCE. Who the fuckin' fuckkedy fuck is allergic to lettuce? But its damn fun to look at pics online of various blisters, ezemas, rashes and red bubbly happiness and know that there's a name for each of the yum-yums that decided to make my body a time-share. Names with 'derma', 'itis' and 'herpe' in them. No, I don't have herpes. One of the medical geniuses just thought its fun to name one of them 'to have the appearance of herpes'. Whoopsie. So I've decided to become a vegetarian. Of at least as much of a veg-muncher as I can possibly be. Like 90% vegetarian. Or 85% vegetarian during festive seasons, farewells and birthdays. Mostly vegetarian. A vegetarian who's allergic to lettuce, tomatoes, sweet potato, navy beans, black-eyed peas, string beans, kidney beans, apples, apricots, turnips, garlic,wheat ohsomebodykillmenow.

Tacos

2011-06-28T23:21:00.001+08:00

I've always thought I was a taco person. I got all sweaty when Taco Bell opened yonks ago back in SG. I think it was their sauces that made it good. Then TB sucked and they combined it with KFC counters and that was worst cuz KFC in SG is like the rubbish collection shack at my condo. Then I realised there ain't many mexi, tex-mex, chin-mex, bangla-mex places in M'sia. The last one cuz restaurants nowadays seem all be staffed by bangladashis or mynammarshashis who don't know a microwave from their armpit. There was that place in Pavi with the shisha, and there's this place in Jaya 1. Both serve uninspiring food. Not bad, just... blah. Its food that can't be bothered. Its bo-chap food. If I wasn't here because I had a Groupon for all-you-can-eat tacos, I would spit in their bangla faces that they charge 12 bucks for 1 taco. But I had a Groupon so I took one of each kind of blaco they had cept for the dory cuz dorys are nasty and the tofu cuz it was the last one on the menu and I was too stuffed like a taco. From the tacos. Oh ho ho ho.

Std Chart Run 2001

2011-06-26T21:33:00.000+08:00

2nd std chart run. Much better organised this year. Goodie and race bag as skimpy as last year's. Ran with some colleagues, all girls and all 1st timers. 1 staff, 1 senior manager, 1 partner. Ran like shit, 13 mins slower than last year's. Stamina all shot to hell. Stripped Newtons worked well. Finished the run pacing the partner to the finish line. What a brown-noser.

Green shirt this year

Like some Van Gogh or some shit, but is just a crap phone cam

So happy ha ha

Like fuck I'm gonna pay 80 bucks for some beached whale pics

There are many who suck equally or worst

Chart like the Andes - is not good

Newton shoe hack

2011-06-23T22:40:00.006+08:00

So I've decided that the cause of my knee pains are due to the over-cushioned midfoot section of my most expensive shoes. This suspicion also came from a paragraph of Born to Run which I quote,"As running shoes got worn down and their cushioning hardened... runners' feet stabilized and became less wobbly... " The gist of it was that excessive cushioning causes instability which in turn causes us to instinctively land harder to compensate, causing all sorts of injuries.

Newton can be lauded for trying to promote the proper running gait with their midfoot-centric designs but with the stuck out lugs on the sole and the toe spring in the front, could hardly be considered a minimalist shoe. Yet it seems like such a waste to let a RM600 pair of shoes languish unused as the shoe uppers were fantastically made with good heel cupping, roomy toebox and great ventilation. So, after googling if anyone else had done the same and the shoe construction, I decided some hacking is in order.

So I took a penknife to the lugs, cutting each one to less than half the original height and sticking the cut bits to the in between bits to get a broader landing platform. Gave myself a damn good stab in the process too. Then I took it out to run. My new-found non-performance aside (more on that in later posts), the hack has really improved the shoe for me. Whereas the shoes were a bit wobbly when running (due to the lugs not extending to the edge of the sole) and awkward to walk in, now they're stable while running and smooth when walking. They're still well-padded, easy to land midfoot but without the overdone "bounce" with the full lugs. The original may be good for many people, but finally I can wear mine again. Maybe I'll even wear them for this weekend's Std Chart run.

Patent pending.

Just cuz the sales was on

2011-06-20T23:03:00.000+08:00

Came, ate a lot, walked a lot, bought a lot and nobody got sick this time.

Soft as a baby deer

2011-06-20T22:57:00.002+08:00

HY says they look like Ronald McDonald's clown shoes but HY is the last person on the planet I would go to for fashion tips so its ok. Deer skin, baby.

The crystal method is a band you must listen to

2011-06-13T22:38:00.003+08:00

Sometimes I get the urge to post inane things and sometimes I like to put on my only-slightly-ridiculously-priced headphones and blast my grey matter into oblivion and sometimes the two come together in a waste of bandwidth and your time reading this.

Grandpa's and uncle's and cousin's birthdays

2011-06-11T23:42:00.005+08:00

My camera ran out of juice so I borrowed this pic of Suan's. Seriously I need a new camera. I need a new many things. Service was shit but food not too bad. I think mom did a good job ordering. Suan was resolute in not eating anything fatty but I wasn't so disciplined. She even asked for her own pot of unsweetened pu-er tea. She had to ask many times because service was shit. But whatever. I was glad to be seated at the happening cousins' table instead of the boring uncles' table or the awkward distant relatives' table. We only had 3 tables so those were the choices. This is despite half the happening table was talking about Korean something-or-another half the time. We had 2 cakes for 3 birthday persons but baby Aaron blew the candles for both of them. AND stole a cherry.

In this pic I was trying to do a cutesy Jap Yay! for my mom and the thing Doctor Evil likes to do with my dad but my angles were a bit off. Also mom blocked out half my face but that's ok cuz it's the lower half which was the fat half.

I bought some ice cream yes i did

2011-06-10T21:52:00.003+08:00

Like... I bought these coupons off dealmates right and it was 20 or 25 bucks and I can use it to buy 50 bucks of Leckasquared stuff and I got like 2 of dem so I bummed off work and went allllll the way to e@THECURVE cuz the coupons sez i gotta get my ice-creams there only they're called GELATO seeing they're made by Italians or something right... and i said hello to the guy there but he didn't look like what I imagined eyetalians to look like and anyhow he scooped tiny bits of GELATO on tiny red spoons and gave them to me and some of them were bitter and some had funny colors like blue canyoubiliveit then i got confused wat was what cuz they had all funny names like stracciatella which is some kind of car or pasta and leckalecka special which was actually soursop, actually and does not have a fried egg in it... after spinning round and round i took strawberry biscotinitoni after8 and caribbean mix which is another one of those funny name ones but the guy who didn't look like an italian said it was made of mango pineapple and yellow and another guy took a spatula and started packing the GELATO into boxes and he said look boss and the boxes were on a scale and the scale showed 2.026 kg and I said ok boss and i was happy and the 1st man said come boss i bagi you what you want and i said back to him u bagi me what you think is good and he said ok boss i bagi you amareno cookies and banana and I was like, right on and he bagi me 3 scoops and a cone stuck on top upsidedown and he didn't want money from me even though the card thing on the counter says 3 scoops is $many-many then the second man put my GELATO in a pretty bag which is hard and not nice to hold and I said thank you boss and i took my bag home and here you can see the bag and 1.013 kg but not the 3 scoops with the upsidedown cone because that is in my tummy already.

Going bare

2011-06-09T22:45:00.001+08:00

So what with being sick and out of sorts from steroids withdrawal I went 3 weeks with no exercise after bootcamp. To be fair I also started eating like an anorexic sparrow. Then I started reading this book and I couldn't put it down.

Its full of crazy people with funny names like Barefoot Ted and White Horse and these people run ultra-marathons like a skip to the neighbourhood mamak. And not our sissy 84kms on paved roads either; for them its 100 miles of mountainous terrains in the dark and burning deserts where the heat melts the soles of running shoes. Barefooted. A guy who would train by running in army boots, in the forest, in the snow, piggybacking his wife. A girl who could run a marathon any day of the week in a string bikini and chugging a beer and disdains Olympic tryouts because the 2:48 qualifying time is too easy. People who can cover 55 miles in a day before breakfast and after chores simply because it felt good to run.

Its about the Tarahumara Indians who live on beans and corn beer and, wearing slippers called huaraches, are the greatest race of runners in the world. Its about how our modern take on running shoes, and its accompanying host of running injuries, is singlehandedly created by Nike. Most of all, its about how humans are able to run barefoot, with no injuries and have fun doing so.

This got me thinking how my Newtons, well-intentioned as they are, could be the cause of my knee pains being too overly-cushioned in the midfoot. So yesterday morning I went downstairs in my thinly soled Powers and did 5 to 6 laps. Instead of putting conscious effort into it, I found myself taking smaller steps and mid-heel-mid striking naturally. My knee hurt, but it didn't worsen the more I run. I stopped when I did because 1)I'm not an ultra-athlete, 2) I haven't exercised in 3 weeks, 3) I'm overweight and 4) I got tired.

Today I got achy in all sorts of places, but its the good sort of achy that you know its your muscles getting a good workout, especially parts of the calves and feet. And I started reading sites like birthdayshoes.com and therunningbarefoot.com and totally digging the whole barefoot philosophy where, when going barefoot is not possible, shoes must be thin and flexible enough for the feet to feel the texture of the ground, have zero drop, allow the toes to spay out and grip the ground and any sort of running shoes with gel-this and air-that and shox-bounce-zoom-whatcamacallit are the works of satan himself. There are risks of injuries from going minimalist or barefoot, mostly from doing too much too fast but it really seemed to be the right way to go.

Any kind soul wanna score me some Bilikas or Komodos? My birthday is juuuust round the corner...

Wasabi

2011-06-05T19:12:00.005+08:00

Time sometimes flies and sometimes crawls. That's relativity. Had I snorted this dish of wasabi the world will spin to a stop while I bounce off the ceiling. But since I didn't, the hours flew by all too quickly. Resetting the clock once again.

Pretty glass

2011-06-02T21:44:00.000+08:00

This brings meaning to life, if the meaning to life is pretty colored glass. This brings meaning to life, when you're high on grass. Grass is not so fun. I get higher eating durians. Mmmm... durians...

Susan Miller didn't see this coming

2011-05-31T19:24:00.003+08:00

May has been a sucky month. Actually, in terms of suckiness its on the level of about 5000 watts, with the cyclone power and the anti-microbe filter and all the best that Dyson has to offer.

First of all, I caught the bug that's been going around that had me hacking gobs of tasty fun stuff. Normally, I get over these in a week and I go to work and cough loudly and wetly whenever the bosses walk past to show them what a diehard employee I am. Only this time it took two weeks, three days of MC and a course of antibiotics. I haven't had to take antibiotics in eons.

Then on the day I got back to work, it was just in time to make a meeting with a nice man from Kuwait Finance House. I drove cuz its easier for me to submit mileage claims to my manager than for my manager to the director. On the way back, excited motorists started coming up alongside, honking and gesturing and pretty soon I got just as excited when my backside (well, the car's) started shimmying. Stopped at an Esso and found out that my right rear was totally shredded. Got out the cheapass toolkit that came with the car and started jumping on the wrench to loosen the wheelnuts. Only that the nuts seemed to be welded on and the wrench made of butter. A dozen kicks, the nut still refused to budge and the wrench had taken on an interesting new shape.

At this point my manager very decently offered to walk the fair distance under the blazing sun back to office to fetch his toolkit from his car. A dozen more kicks and a nail that was holding the sole to the rest of my shoe decided to get acquainted to my heel. Ouchness. Thank fuck it was bootcamp day and I had my cap gajah shoes in the car. My manager returned. By then I had three nuts off and damaged my rim beyond any hope of resale value. The last nut could not be shifted an iota. His wrench didn't fit. Packed everything and the spare tire back into the trunk, took a very bouncy drive to the nearest wheel shop, came back with Bridgestones in the front and Silverstones in the back and 400 bucks poorer.

I also came back to find that the wires leading to my water heater had shorted and I had to shower in the cold. That evening I came down with a fever.

The next day the lecce man came and pulled the wires from my AC to the heater. So when I wanted to shower I had to turn off the AC and vice versa. For this privilege I paid RM50 and he threw in some nice holes in the wall.

Then all the excitment of the preceding days caught up with me the day after WY and EK's ROM. Woke up a little groggy and by 10 it became a full blown bout of food poisoning. Dug through my private pharmacy and downed everything from charcoal pills to pills for dizziness, bodyache, fever, nausea and a couple of panadols for good measure. Prompted puked everything out. Went through my pills again. Laid in bed delirious thinking that my walls are trying to eat me. TV made my eyes hurt and when I tried to look at pretty pictures in my car mags my eyes won't stay open. Couldn't stay awake if my life depended on it and had a massive headache from sleeping so much. Talk about your catch 22s. By the end of the day all I've had were three cups of Gatorade. I also realised that when I'm vomitish and seeing rubber furniture I make noises like shahhh and hooaahh and ho ho ho to make myself feel better.

Then my parents came down and I took them to Lala Chong cuz mom wanted crabs. They had crabs and I didn't cuz now that I'm off my devil pills I had to watch what I eat or risk the wrath of the itch monster. Halfway through dinner a man reversed into my JLL. Big dent and a couple of scratches. Call him in two weeks cuz he'll be out of the country till then. But he was nice and very apologetic so it could've been worst. On the way back passed by the durian stalls in SS2 and got shouted at by my mom for bringing her to eat crabs when there's durian in the shops.

Then after they went back the wire that's feeding the AC and the heater decided to join its neighbour and gave up the ghost. So now I have no AC, no heater, its the height of summer, the electrician is too busy to come and I'm itchy all the time.

I really hope June is gonna be better.

Freebies again

2011-05-24T21:11:00.001+08:00

Energizer made good on their word and delivered my loot and booty. If only all runs were like that I wouldn't have to spend another cent on running vests and free samples ever again.

The bride wore Zang Toi and the groom got his off the discount rack

2011-05-14T23:17:00.002+08:00

Its weird how these two pretty people met and got together and weird how they both became my very good friends but I'm glad to be able to share in their joy and glad to be with them on the day it became official. I'm also glad because the catering cost 150k and the cake was chocolate mudpie.

Chief's BC: Day 9

2011-05-13T20:37:00.003+08:00

Today was bring-a-friend day. I sent out an invite 3 days ago and realised all my friends started avoiding me. So today I didn't have a friend to bring. Which was a pity cuz they brought out all the toys: ropes, sandbags, truck tires etc. Its been a hot week so the past few sessions have all been dry and dusty which is great on the cleaning up afterwards but does mean you eat a lot of kicked-up dirt. It was especially bad today cuz I was still hecking up a lot of green goo from my lungs and feeling generally crummy. So despite them dummying things down a bit for the newbies, I was already seeing stars at the 2nd station of rope flings and grunts and totally gone by the 3rd. It was pretty embarrassing.

Anyway, one more week to go and back to training for the Std Chart run in June.

Sheets

2011-05-11T20:32:00.000+08:00

I swear those tiny dots on the pillowcase has some sort of hypnotic effect on me. Gonna sleep well tonight.

Mother's Day

2011-05-07T23:24:00.001+08:00

Best way to celebrate Mother's Day: Get your mom to slave all day in the sweltering kitchen for a dinner full of good stuff that only mom can make.

Hey, I did the dishes.

Chief's Bootcamp: Day 4

2011-05-02T22:31:00.003+08:00

See I don't look so bad if I suck in my stomach a bit.
Well, a lot.

Tis a wet wet day at bootcamp. In March when I was with OBC, it rained almost every morning before each session. This month, its been raining every evening before each session. That's fucking life huh? Only today it didn't let up or stop but instead got heavier and heavier until we could barely see the cones at each station we were supposed to run to and the whole field was just one giant puddle. It was so bad that my shoes were squeaky clean coming out cuz the mud got all washed away.

And I have been finding Chief's tougher than OBC, whether or not its just the time of the day. Maybe there's just a lot more running involved and the instructors always seem to be skipping along beside you urging you into faster sprints. My thighs are constantly sore, even after a 3 day recovery from Friday and my big toe has swollen up. Didn't help that I got back on weights at the gym yesterday. Been reading about some new theories that resistance training is better than long slow cardio workouts for losing weight.

I still don't like the lack of discipline with some of the campers, in attire and in pushing themselves. What I do like is the more approachable instructors - the sergeant especially takes the effort to get to know each camper personally and give them encouragement; and also they spend more time on warming up and cooling down, giving every part a good long stretch - something which is lacking at OBC.

La Bomba

2011-04-30T23:53:00.001+08:00

Something a little different tonight: Mojitos at a salsa/tango club at Starhill called La Bomba. Place was a bit run down, but there were a few couples on the dancefloor who made things interesting especially this girl in the short dress. Plus the tapas portions were generous and there's no arguing with the freeflow mojitos. They don't sting with the tequila here.

Yup, the mojitos are working.

working...

Distracted by passing hot chicks.

Mo' mojitos! Must've downed a dozen of these things. Was certainly pretty unsteady and I have to thank Yal for holding back her puke till she was out of my car. Cheers!

Chief's BC: Day 2

2011-04-27T22:11:00.003+08:00

Did circuits today, stationary exercise plus run, a change of exercise every 5 mins. Did push-ups, sit-ups, burpees, star jumps and finished with planks. Only here they call burpees grunts.

Maybe its only the second session, but I suspect that like OBC KLCC, they don't use much equipment here. All I've seen so far are cones. Its a bummer cuz the gear leads to more variety and I did find today a bit monotonous even if its no less grueling. Actually, more so cuz instead of doing stationarys while waiting for a turn on the gear, we're just doing circuits non-stop. Hard enough that I had to pause during star jumps to stretch out my cramping calves.

Also today I was put into Seals along with 5 others. Over 20 Rangers and 3 Deltas. Good thing here is the Sgt actually called out each person's name and group. In OBC when Sgt Sim was grouping us he just went down the rank and randomly placed us by looking. Made assessment seemed pointless and I had to upgrade myself to Seals. That was a bit of a sore point.

Anyhow, in comparing OBC and Chief's, OBC has the lead in imposing discipline. Second session and we still had a ton of latecomers and people turning up in their own shirts. We did get punished with squat pulses (in terms of I-hate-this pulses are just about up there with burpees), but it was for 4 latecomers instead of the dozen or so I counted. Not that I'm complaining. The exercises are also less controlled in terms of pacing and group synchronization. Sgt Sim is definitely better at shouting loud and clear instructions to us which led to a better bootcamp experience.

On the flip side, the instructors here are a lot more supportive and encouraging, going around doing exercises together with the slow ones and shouting out "perfect form!" at people like me. :D The sergeant also had a fun side. With 2 mins remaining before cool-down, he had us all huddle in very close to the instructors then suddenly took off shouting, "Session ends when 3 people has caught me!" In the end we got him when he slipped in the mud.

Tried out these pair of Cap Gajah rubber shoes my dad got for me in Kluang. Far cry from the Vibrams many of them wear here - all the instructors were in them, and they look like shit next to everyone else's shiny Nikes. I think these were like 5 bucks or so but the rubber is surprisingly soft and pliant and really waterproof all the way to the top. Not as grippy as the Powers but the trade off in washing them afterwards is more than worth it. Just about perfect for BC conditions.

Cass the queen

2011-04-27T17:18:00.000+08:00

She's loud and impatient and sometimes just a bit too cina but she brightens the office to no end and is always good for an entertaining dig at her complexion or waistline. We're all gonna miss her hugely.

Chief's BC: Day 1 assessment

2011-04-25T21:33:00.006+08:00

Another RM30 deal with another outfit. Chief's had some bad blood with OBC, the details of which I'm sketchy on but RM30 is RM30 and exercise is exercise so who gives a flying fuck.

This time round the location is the community club next to Sri Cempaka School in D'sara Heights, conveniently very near my office but the evening session meant that I can't bum off work early nor go happy houring. Life is cruel sometimes.

Our session was led by a cute short sergeant and 2 corporals. The girl is at least as hot as those from OBC. Must be something about tight calves and camo-print bermudas. The newbies crowd is more predominantly melays and women. The one guy I spoke to before the session started had a waistline double mine and was there cuz the wife bought him the voucher and kicked him out the door. So overall, not a very fit group.

The shirt was good though. They had a new batch of dry-fit shirts in S and M sizes so die die I also wanna squeeze myself into the M. But its ways better than cotton even if the neckhole is for pinheads and the dry-fit material more prone to ripping. And the bulldog logo is cute.

So first session, assessment. 2 rounds of the field, that's 400 meters, 10 push-ups, 10 burpees, 15 sit-ups, repeat 3 times. Not too bad really, but we had a lot of burn outs and people giving up and simply strolling along like a Melayu after a rendang chicken dinner. I finished in 10.49; the fastest in my group was a 8. My partner practically walked 5 of the 6 rounds and didn't complete within the 15 min cut-off. A lot of them didn't, but when reporting his time he sneakily called out my timing. Ego...

Part 2, 8 laps of the field, 1.6km. Did it in 11.10. Not fantastic. The racing snakes breezed through just as I was finishing my 6th.

Finished up with a good long stretch and hung around just long enough to get my keys from the box. Dunno if its just cuz of asseesment, or the late hour or that I've yet to recover from all that walking in BKK, but I felt more drained afterwards. We'll see on Weds...

Sights and smog of Bangkok : Day 4

2011-04-22T23:15:00.001+08:00

Checked out after breakfast and since we had time to kill, decided to catch a movie at Siam Paragon cuz we heard good things about the cinemas in Bangkok. They were all justified. Tix prices are more expensive but the cinema was big with well spaced seats and you get a full 30mins of adverts and trailers for your money. The coconut popcorn they had was fucking-A and the huge cup the coke came in was so nice I thought I had to return it to the concession stand after the show. Then seeing other people just carelessly tossing them away I sneaked into the toilet with mine to rinse it out and stuff in my bag.

Made it to the airport with 3 hours to spare when I was rushing cuz I misread the time and thought it was only 2. Escaped from the rat of a cabbie who wanted 400baht to take us to the airport in rush hour traffic. Took us 30 mins by train and no stench of rat on our clothes.

Dinner was some lackluster pad thai and green curry in a cafe while watching George Lopez on the lappie. Held out against duty-free liquor then succumbed in LCCT and bought a bottle of Sheridan's.

Then, just so to leave Bangkok with a sweet taste in our mouths, had another concoction at Cream & Fudge at inflated airport prices. Boarded the plane with less than 50 baht to our names. It was worth it.

Sights and smog of Bangkok : Day 3

2011-04-21T23:10:00.001+08:00

Booked ourselves a temple tour with the hotel tourist agency and cast ourselves into the tourist trap mill - chuck'em in a big air-con van and spit'em out cash-dry at the end of the day. First stop, Gem Gallery. Under the pretext of a tour, tourists are hurried past a room of craftsmen making gold jewelery by hand and ushered into a huge hall full of ah ma bling to fit any budget. Should've expected it seeing how they're handing out free soft drinks in the lobby. The craftmen's room was interesting and we escaped without spending a single baht.

First major rip-off. Driver took us to a small pier next to some Bangkok Tourist Agency that looked deserted. Cue other similarly clueless-looking tourists. Dude wants 1500baht for a boat to Wat Arun, plus canal "tour" and see floating market, very nice! Give you discount, normal price 2000 baht! Since we're there and our driver has speedily hightailed it out of sight, we choked up and considered it paying the tourist education fee. Upon landing at the Wat Arun site, another 20baht for docking fee and 50 baht entrance fee. All these to look at a giant stone penis and climb some steep stairs. First and last time really.

Floating market. 3 ah so on a canoe peddling crap. This one had the audacity to suggest we buy a beer for our hardworking boat pilot. We just paid him 1.5k, he can go drown himself in a barrel for all we care.

The Grand Palace and Temple of the Emerald Buddha. This one I'm paying wholeheartedly. The buildings are amazing and I could easily spend a lot more than the 2-and-half hours we did to wander the huge complex and take in the details.

The murals themselves stretch across countless walls and are full of scenes of temples and palaces and demons and animals and people. Restoration is done constantly so all the colors are fresh and sharp.

Tons of cravings and statues of demons and garudas, all intricately detailed like the buildings themselves.

Next up, Temple of the Sleeping Buddha. Buddha has got pointy nips, really long legs and feet of mother of pearl. Other than that, not very interesting.

The temple was interesting though. Older and not as well maintained as the Grand Palace, there was nevertheless many interesting temple stuff to look at, like these statutes with obvious Western influences. The temple massage center is criminal in the prices they charge.

Temple of the Golden Buddha. By then we were wrung out from the heat and entrance fees so we only paid the 40baht I think to look at the Buddha and not the temple museum. The Buddha's on the top floor, he's made of gold and very shiny and we were just glad we could sit down a while in front of him and drink holy R.O. water with a small temple donation.

Much more interesting is this picture of this dog when for some reason, smoke started coming out from the temple vents.

Then we got the driver to send us to Chinatown where we failed to buy any shark's fin and had a bowl of bird's nest by the roadside instead of in the many restaurants. Place felt really Chinatown-y with many small shops in narrow alleys selling all sorts of smelly junk that the Chinese eat. Spent close to a thousand baht at this shop opened by a family of Hongkies and famous for their porky and beer snacks like crispy bakwa, tomyum ikan bilis and baby crabs.

Then off to Central World. Passed by Siam Novotel and saw Mango Tango which Wan told us about. Decided to see what the fuss is about and dismissed the driver here. He wanted 500baht for the 2hours OT after the temples. 2nd rip-off. But the mango shit was cool and good and we were probably the smelliest, sweatiest people there. Shared the table with some schoolgirls wearing those kawaii pupil-enlarging contacts. Many youngsters there have a very Japanese influenced style, which is a tad above the Sungai Wang lala style. After dessert, walked to Central World, a huge mall full of international brands we were not a least bit interested in. Washed off some of the sweat and temple dust in another amazingly spotless toilet. Felt I was dirtying the toilet just by my presence. Got ripped-off by the money changer; his rates were 20baht higher than the next place we saw. Designated Thursday Rip-Off Day. Took 2 trains and more walking back to the hotel cuz the tuk-tuk wanted 80 baht. Ended up spending 70baht and a lot more time just so I won't feel the rip. On reflection should've just taken the damn tuk-tuk and reach the hotel with more feeling in my feet.

A much needed shower and back down to the streets to buy cheap singlets and shit for dinner. It would be embarrassing to tell people we spent 4 days in Bangkok and not had a single tomyum or pad thai.

So we got some tomyum and mango salad among other shit. And cuz Mac told me it was the best-in-the-world, got a burger from 7-11. It was pretty good. The 7-11s here are fantastic and the local beers are cheap and good. 40baht for a can that's just as good as Heine and Carlsberg.

And after we felt more like ourselves again, we got stuck into our freshly tailored clothes from Brioni, which they kindly sent to the hotel. Much camwhoring ensued.

Sights and smog of Bangkok : Day 2

2011-04-20T23:57:00.001+08:00

Bright and not-so-early to explore the breakfast buffet and cityscape viewing gallery on the 78th floor. Food was good but unmoved by the view. Everything just looked gray. Useless fun facts from the restaurant table placemat: building is 209 meters tall or 182 people (I'm assuming Thais) standing on top of each other, there are 2,060 steps from top to bottom, there are 1,740 windowpanes, some of which are not very clean, the pilings run 65 meters deep - the height of a 22-storey building.

Traffic is already heavy at 10am. The taxis here really brighten up the roads. Hot pinks and greens and yellows and not a single fucking Iswara in sight. Toyota has cornered the market here.

Just so we can tell people we've had the staple Thai desert in Bangkok, I ordered one. In a food court. Still, it was good. The food court in Platinum Mall uses a prepaid card system that's a bit inconvenient but there's lots of interesting stuff, too bad we were still full from breakfast. Platinum itself is a wonderland of cheap bargains and the first time I've seen people shopping with luggage bags in tow. Got 5 shirts at dirt cheap prices and a bunch of girlie accessories for the girls back home. Continued to be amazed by the cleaniness of the loos here. Thais have got good toilet habits. I'm starting to think the worst offenders are only the Malays, Indians, Arabs and mainland Chinese where water and bodily discharge goes everywhere except into the hole.

First brush with Thai-glish. Conjours the image of patrons standing in line for their food and jerking off. Yummy!

Second tuk-tuk ride. This guy brought us back to Brioni for our fitting, then to Healthland Asoke on Soi 19 for our 2 hour massage, then to Soi Cowboy for a beer and an ogle, then a ride past Patpong for a glimpse of bright lights and lady boys. All for 100baht.

Tacos and enchiladas pre-massage. Yup, in Thailand and our first dinner was American fast food and our second Mexican diner. Still heads above what we have in KL. The guac was amazingly smooth and avocado-y and the refried beans didn't taste like 2-day-old puke like all the others I've had.

The place could barely fit 30 diners and most of them were angmohs. We sat there and wondered how much this guy paid for the SYT beside him.

Healthland is a big-ass bungalow on a dark street and still busy at 9pm. Very popular with tourists for their 450baht 2 hour Thai massage. So popular that they were able to open 8 similarly big-ass centers around Bangkok and Pattaya. How big? We had to take a lift to the 8th floor to reach our massage room. Guaranteed to make you wince the first 30 mins, snore the next 30, and get up ready to walk another 50 miles.

Soi Cowboy. Neon lights and chicks in short shorts. Also a very angmoh place.

We just sat outside and had a recuperative Erdinger while watching the girls next door pull guys. Then back to the hotel and passed out.

Sights and smog of Bangkok : Day 1

2011-04-19T23:08:00.001+08:00

All packed up. Last look at my FW sticker. Thai airport baggage handling later stole it.

Air Asia plane announcement in Thai. Gonna be hearing more of these gobble-dook for the next few days.

On the Airport City Line from Suvarnabhumi Airport to Ratchaprarop Station where our hotel is. Already impressed by the train which is S'pore MRT standard in ticketing and cleaniless.

Baiyoke Tower II where Baiyoke Sky Hotel is located from the 18th floor onwards. Tallest building in Bangkok, soon to be 2nd tallest. Such is the fascination of little men in building big phallic symbols. Look at where the tallest building in the world currently is.

A very kind local put us on a tuk-tuk to Brioni on Soi Lang Sung. Often, having a big stonking tat on your leg is a great conversation starter. Seeing how the tuk-tuk navigate the Thai traffic, its no wonder this guy needs all the religious shit on his roof. At Brioni, couldn't resist ordering 4 shirts, 2 pants and a sports jacket. Haggling is a must, and got slightly better prices for it plus a free tie. They also give free coke in vintage bottles, mineral water or beer. Fell in love with a leather jacket but it cost the same as all my other stuff put together.

After Brioni, a cab took us to Siam BTS Station where Siam Paragon, Siam Center and Siam Discovery is. Had our first street food cart experience - a stick of something we hoped was pork and this testicle lookalike of even more mysterious meat. From then on all street food would be known collectively as "shit" but they're all good and very cheap.

Courtyard in front of Siam Center. Malls here are big and modern and very clean. Certainly on par and in many ways better than the KL malls. Nicer stuff too.

Being the dickhead tourist and taking pics of everything in sight. BTS station on the right. Leggy angmoh in the center.

McD is harder to spell in Thai and guess what we had for our first meal here. Is it sad or stupid? But even eating here is a different experience. The cups are plastic and tall and shaped to fit car cupholders, the fries are better and...

my burger is not sullied by any Muslim considerations. Sweet sweet pork! Or maybe that was the teriyaki sauce.

Had a rum and raisin from the shop Bern was raving about. Sinful yes, creamiest not quite, good but not really worth the 179baht for 2 scoops. Good concept with the mixed in toppings though.

Saw my first Spyker C8 in the flesh. Made the Lambos and Porsches next door look almost commonplace. Supercars in a mall, I like.

On the BTS train to Sala Daeng Station, interchange to Lumphini in search of Suan Lom night market. Trains continue to impress with blinking LEDs above the door. Commuters look bemused at the dickhead taking pics of said lights. At Lumphini, wandered dark deserted streets in mild trepidation until a shit stall lady told us that Suan Lom has long been closed down. The cabbie on the way back confirmed much the same. Took a detour cuz a road was blocked by a minor red shirt demonstration.

But a surprise awaited back at the hotel. 2 streets were transformed into a busy night market peddling bootleg shit and delicious-looking shit. We were delighted.

Bought some fried shit and more shit-onna-stick and settled in to watch Tangled. Hotel satellite TV has got 50 channels but most in Thai. Watching Popeye and Care Bears in Thai soon loses its novelty and the only other worthwhile is the AFC channel. Iron Chef FTW!

Energizer Night Race 2011

2011-04-17T06:25:00.004+08:00

My first 10km of the year after months of nursing my wonky right knee. This is cool cuz the course is 2 laps of the Sepang circuit at night. Officially its 11km but the Pacer don't lie. Anywho, this run is probably going down in history among the M'sian running community as the worst organised run ever. Its now 6a.m. and the fuck-you-ENR comments are still being posted on their FB page. That's an achievement.

The list of complaints stretches from the kit collection to arriving at the circuit to post-race bag collection:
Unannounced sizing changes (my XL was really closer to M);
RM10 for the parking;
having to park in the oil palm plantation;
cars broken into despite all the Rela people at the parking lots;
rude and dense Rela people;
the lack of signs directing runners to the starting area,
the headlight collection, the starting gate, the route direction changes, the goodie bag collection;
the Tunnel of Death where runners have to navigate a few flights of stairs and a long narrow corridor with no ventilation just to reach the inner paddock;
the Tunnel of Death again when exiting the circuit, but with even sweatier and pissed off people;

picture user-posted, from Facebook

the chaos at the headlight collection - no queue, people making off with a dozen headlights while others not getting theirs cuz they ran out;
the screaming lady MC who called runners hooligans among other things;
the lack of medical staff on and patrolling the circuit;
the officials who pointed runners to the wrong routes or told them to exit the course after one round cuz the run was over;
the lack of route clearance and traffic control for the 21 and 42km runners who had to run a section on the public roads, in the dark;
medical staff spraying mozzie repellent instead of muscle spray on the legs of the runners who queue for it (I got sprayed both laps. No wonder no bugs came to bother me);
giving out canned Gatorade and 1.5 litre waters at the water station - the cans are dangerous for runners who might step on them, that's why for all runs only paper cups are used and who the hell can finish a 1.5l bottle? So much wastage. I took a bottle on the second lap and ran with it to the finish cuz very sayang to throw;
poorly spaced water stations;
water stations that ran out of food, water and sponges for the 21km and 42km sections;
such massive confusion on the timekeeping that the award presentation had to be canceled;
running out of items, especially the finisher's T-shirt, for the goodie bags;
throwing goodie bags into the crowd in an effort to manage it;

picture user-posted, from Facebook. Veli geng, so fast photoshop.

closing the shutters on the runners queuing to collect their goodie bags and using policemen to chase them off cuz they ran out of goodie bags;
losing runners' bags at the bag deposit;
organizers packibg up and leaving the premises before all the runners came back in, in fact while there's still a sizable crowd waiting for the bags, and no announcements made.

So its a big royal fuck up and it would be fun to see how Energizer handles this. There's been some announcement that stuff would be sent by mail to all the runners but we'll see. Many people are dubious and feeling ripped off and the fb comments are very very entertaining. There's already a Boycott ENR page set up. People can move fast when they're pissed.

As for me, I managed to escape the worst of it. Enjoyed the fresh air coming out from the tunnel, got my light, ran a slow run, got my couple of drinks and a load of mozzie spray, got my full bag through a combination of S'porean kiasuness, M'sian streetsmarts and a blatant disregard for polite societal behaviour and queues in general and finally ignored the guy trying to collect money from me when exiting the plantation parking.

Things being as they were, ENR still has the best goodie bags of any run. This year's lose the food pack of last year's (apple, muffin and a cereal bar) but there's that very lovely shirt, a USB battery charger, a tampon and a Banana Boat voucher on top of the medal and Shtick razer. Even snagged a couple more bottles of water and a bunch of bananas on my way out.

So it was a slow run; even slower than my already slow standards. I'm satisfied nevertheless as I managed to complete it while being careful not to overwork the knee. It made itself felt at about 7km but never did become so bad that I had to walk. Next up, Std Chart Run!

Edit 23 April: The event organizer Expose Media has issued a full apology to the runners and waiver of responsibility to the sponsors. Energizer has announced that a full refund and goodie bag will be posted to every participant. Goes to show that a major PR nightmare could seriously fuck with the reputation of a company especially these days with the likes of Facebook and Twitter. However, in this Energizer could very well regain its good name by not stinging on the compensation - everyone loves free shit; but Expose's not gonna be finding many events to organize methinks.

Bike

2011-04-16T17:51:00.001+08:00

Fong's shiny green new bike. Suddenly I very jealous and very much wanna have one.

West End Stars in Concert

2011-04-14T23:29:00.001+08:00

700th yay!

Its lovely to have a cousin like Suanie, cuz she knows people and people know her and very often people give her freebies and so eventually the day will come that she will email me to say oi I got free tix to watch some sexy dudes sing, want come not? Or something to that effect. Plus it was a special media preview so wahh, I also can go act like media and take pics during the show. Its dark in the seats anyway, so people cannot see I'm not using a proper big-ass DSLR like those proper photogs jumping up and down in the front rows.

So ya, I very apologetically blew off plans to catch the premiere of Scream 4 to accompany Suan to her droolfest. And my dinky Canon even managed to catch a few pretty good shots cuz we were like, at the 5th row which I think would've cost 1k for the public show. Awesomeness. I didn't quite get the "Sex on Stage" vibe, but Stephen Rahman-Hughes, Ramin Karimloo and Simon Bailey were hunky enough I suppose, and all pretty strong singers what with their extensive Broadway credentials and all. They would've pawned any karaoke session. Best by far is Karimloo. He has damn good vocal range and power and a kick-ass tat to boot.

Ramin Karimloo

Simon Bailey

Stephen Rahman-Hughes

They did a bunch of songs from Phantom, Les Mis, PGL, and the final set was a couple from the Queen musical. Interspersed were some half-lame introductions and fully-lame dance sets by some chunky ladies but closing with the Queen songs was pure genius. Its not an easy song, but they nailed Bohemian Rhapsody dead on and had the audience jumping and cheering. I would even put it up there with the Muppets version.

Then there was this Datin Jac Victor who was the brains behind the show and who came out to belt out a couple songs and people tell me she was in Malaysian Idol or something. I dunno local celebs, unless they appear in Gutter for leaked nude pics or sex tape. But she's got the coolest hair of all the Datins I know. AND she winked at me once, or at least in my direction. So all in all, it was a fantastic night and no regrets for missing Ghostface, who would've been Wrinkleface by now. Thanks Suan!

Edit: Ah... I've been duly corrected in the comments for confusing Jaclyn Victor and Datin Tiara Jacquelina. My bad my bad. I REALLY dunno my local celebs.

Project Larry Long: Saeed Ahmad

2011-04-13T10:35:00.005+08:00

One of the first lessons they should teach at Email Scamming 101 is Follow Up Follow Up Follow Up! (The first lesson is how to create an email account. How to Turn on your PC is covered under a different course). Mr. Saeed obviously ponteng-ed that lecture. His one month long response times confused poor Larry, whom we all know is a Very Busy Man.

From: Saeed Ahmed
Sent: Friday, 14 January 2011 17:02:29
Subject: Please reply with honesty

I sent you this email about two weeks ago and i got no response, so i am constrained to contact you again via the internet which has been severely abused by fraudsters over the years. I am an oil-servicing equipment merchant, from Dubai, U.A.E, diagnosed with chronic Esophageal cancer in July 2009. My name is Saeed Ahmed Aban.

Please do not think of this letter as one of those being sent around to ask for money later on. In the past one year i have been donating my money, to charity organizations in Malaysia, and India. Now that my health has deteriorated so badly, i cannot do this myself anymore. I once asked two members of my family to close one of my accounts and distribute the money to charity organizations in Indonesia and Southern Sudan, but they kept the money to themselves. So, if family can do that, why not trust a total stranger.

I have one last bulk sum, totalling twenty million dollars $20m, that I have with a finance security company in Europe. I need you to retrieve this deposit and distribute it to charity organizations to help earthquake and flood victims in Haiti, elsewhere in the world. I have set aside 10% for your time and service. I do not need this money anymore as i have a short time to live.

Please reply me with honesty as soon as you receive this email. God be with you. You can reach me on saeedahmed11@hotmail.com

Saeed Ahmed Aban

Of course we all know how Larry is chock full of helpful suggestions to needy people.

From: Larry Long
To: saeedahmed11@hotmail.com
Sent: Sat, February 12, 2011 1:02:55 AM
Subject: Re: Please reply with honesty

Dear Mr. Saeed,

I'm sorry to hear about your illness. I did not receive the 1st email you sent or I would've replied sooner. Please forgive me for my assumption but I would like to ask if you have seek medical advice from doctors overseas. The only reason I brought this up is that I have a friend working in the UAE and she has told me many stories of the incompetence of the doctors there. Also, you seem to be hanging on since getting the bad news in 2009 so the doctor could be wrong. Do not give up hope!

Other than that, I would be glad to assist you in any way I can. I'm not familiar with charity work but if you need help to identify which charities in Malaysia are worthy of your donations, I do not mind helping. I do not need to be compensated as I can do this on my own free time and its heartening to learn about your generosity.

Regards and best of health,
Larry

One month later... (cue narrator from Spongebob)

From: Saeed Ahmed
To: larrylongl@yahoo.com
Sent: Mon, March 7, 2011 12:13:11 PM
Subject: Dear Larry,

Dear Larry,
I really appreciate your email. I hope you were not embarrassed by my first email to you since you do not know me and i hope you do not mind the delayed reply, it is due to my health status. Just like I stated in my first mail to you, this money is presently in a private security and holding firm in Europe. I cannot distribute these funds myself as a result of ongoing medical treatment of esophageal cancer i am suffering from. According to the doctors, i have only about some weeks to live.

If you promise to be honest and of good character, i will give you details to retrieve the funds. I want this to be a rebirth for me, a chance to do something right for once, so God can have mercy on me and accept my soul.

I have previously distributed money to people in need in Indonesia, and India. Now that i have been permanently hospitalised, I cannot do this myself anymore. I recently asked two of my cousins to close one of my accounts and distribute the money to charity organizations in Colombia and Sudan, but they kept the money to themselves. I do not trust them anymore, as they seem not to be contented with what I have left for them.

I need you to give me your word that you will be very honest and straightforward with me when the money gets to you. I hope you are a God-fearing person who can be trusted with such a large amount of money.

If you are ready to proceed, then please reply immediately so i can give you contact details of the bank where the funds are currently lodged. Please note that there might be a processing fee as i have been told by the company, this is because i have been hospitalised for over two months.

As soon as I receive your reply indicating your readiness to proceed, I will furnish you with my photograph and more. I pray that God in his infinite mercy will reward you. I believe when i meet Him i would be judged to have lived a worthy life.

Regards,
Saeed

Of course by now Larry has totally forgotten about this sick dude or assumed he has finally succumbed to his long fight with whatever cancer and Kicked The Bucket.

From: Larry Long
To: Saeed Ahmed
Sent: Tue, March 8, 2011 2:33:13 PM
Subject: Re: Dear Larry,

Dear Saeed,

I'm sorry, I do not recall sending any emails to you. How did you obtain my email in the first place? In any case, I'm not a God-fearing person.
If you like to donate your wealth I could suggest charities like WWF where they do good work with pandas and rhinos.

Regards,
Larry

Larry loves animals. Support WWE.

Mr. Saeed, on his sickbed and too weak to draft a proper email, chose to forward Larry's first reply back to him to jog his memory. Larry was apologetic.

From: Larry Long
To: Saeed Ahmad
Sent: Thu, March 10, 2011 2:08:13 PM
Subject: Re: From Mr. Saeed

Dear Mr. Saeed,

My apologies. Its been so long since your first email I have totally forgotten of you and your poor condition. Have you consulted with foreign doctors like I suggested previously?

Regards,
Larry

Another month passed. Alien civilizations rose and fell. Larry got sore throat and recovered. The ozone layer got a little bit thinner. Japan faces the risk of Godzilla rising again.

From: Saeed Ahmad
To: larrylongl@yahoo.com
Sent: Sat, April 9, 2011 9:52:30 PM
Subject: Dear Larry,

Rehash! BORING!!! At first it was money to M'sia and India. Now its Indonesia and India. And again and again with the fearing-of-the-God. Larry is sorry he didn't have another month to wait for Mr Sickly's photograph. It wouldn't be as hot as Ms Joy-of-the-Kenyan-refugee-camp. Dude's been fighting his cancer since July 2009; bet he'll still be fighting it in 2019.

From: Larry Long
To: Saeed Ahmad
Sent: Wed, April 13, 2011 11:31:09 AM
Subject: Re: Dear Larry,

Dear Mr. Saeed,

I pray that God in his infinite mercy will stick His finger so far up your ass you can taste shit in your mouth. No worries though, with your large amount of money I'm sure you can bribe the other guy to be gentle when he's facefucking your all important soul. This is me being very honest and straightforward when I say up yours, you very silly person. (Didja get the Monty Python reference? Didja? Monty Python Number One!)

Regards,
Larry Shloong

Soup

2011-04-11T22:17:00.000+08:00

Had a sudden yearning for a lot of soup so I tried my hand at making some from scratch these couple weeks. What I found out was that I'm awesome at making soup. Oh yeah...

First up was a clear mushroom broth. Made it the fast and cheaty way that didn't involve the egg whites and bones of a true consomme but I was aiming for the same kinda clarity and lack of floaty bits. All the flavoring stuff went into soup bags, the mushrooms had a quick turn in very little butter and the chicken was poached separately in milk before being shredded. Mom liked it.

Then I made cream of mushroom from how I remembered Soup Spoon and Le Vain tasted like and the entry in Wikipedia and bluffed my way through the process. Most of the time spent was on cutting up the stuff cuz I had the onions at a very fine mince and 5 different mushrooms in different sized dices and slices to make the soup texture interesting. Mostly I was surprised that cream of mushroom need not have any cream in it; the thick stuff is actually from the roux. And to make sure it wasn't a fluke, I made it again for Deep. I think she didn't find it too bad.

Then because I found a whole pumpkin in the kitchen, I made pumpkin soup from Ashley's directions cuz she made some for xmas dinner and it was the best pumpkin soup I've ever had. It was so laughably easy: stock, roasted pumpkin and garlic, dash of cinnamon and paprika, salt and pepper, strain through a sieve cuz I'm too poor to afford a food processor. The results were fantastic and it was the 2nd best pumpkin soup I've ever had.

Cousins' meetup

2011-04-08T23:11:00.000+08:00

We had cakes, we had wings (lots and lots of wings), we had chicken curry meehoon tongshui tomyum otak-otak. Best of all we had cousin Yvonne joining us for dinner.

Project Larry Long:Tan Chee Lan

2011-04-05T23:07:00.000+08:00

Mr. Tan is a lawyer in Malaysia. He's so exclusive he's not even listed on the bar council. Or maybe he's just too lazy to do so. He's certainly in the 'copy-and-paste' camp of scammers. BORRRRRING!!!!

From: Tan Chee Lan hawa.coulibaly@rms.fr
Sent: Thursday, 10 February 2011 01:50:15
Subject: With your sincere mind

I am Tan Chee Lan, an attorney at law.I have contacted you to assist in
distributing the money left behind by my client, who share the same last
name as yours before it is confiscated or declared unserviceable by the
bank where this deposit valued at Six Million, One Hundred Thousand United
States Dollars (US.1 Million). This bank has issued me a notice to contact
the next of kin, or the account will be confiscated.if you are interested
contact me via my personal Email: tancheelan@live.dk

treats with absolute confidentiality and sincerity. confirmable documents
to back up the claims will be made available to you prior to your
acceptance and as soon as I receive your return mail.

Best regards,
Tan Chee Lan,
Attorney at Law


From: Larry Long 
To: tancheelan@live.dk
Sent: Sat, February 12, 2011 12:43:04 AM
Subject: Re: With your sincere mind

Dear Mr. Tan,

Thank you for contacting me. I'm a bit confused which relative of mine left me this money. Your email is not clear why this money has to be distributed or confiscated. Look forward to hear from you soon.

Regards,
Larry

From: Tan lan Chee 
To: larrylongl@yahoo.com
Sent: Sat, February 12, 2011 9:13:57 PM
Subject: Dear Larry Long,

Dear Larry Long,

Thank you for the email,

However All I need now is your cooperation to file in your name as the next of kin to my late client, in the record there is no known successor to this deposit of the deceased who died without a will or next of kin and based on the situation at hand due to time constraint, if this fund is not claimed the government will seize this fund, all documents relating to this transaction will be given to you as we progress.

However, I must assure you that this transaction is safe and all modalities are in place to ensure that this is done in a legitimate atmosphere without a single breach of law. Based on your mutual cooperation, we will finalize this transaction within ten working days. Because I have been contacted by the Bank on several occasion to humbly get the next of kin to my late client.

1. Name in full.....................................................

2. Address..........................................................

3. Nationality......................................................

4. Age.................................................................

5. Occupation.......................................................

6. Phone/Fax........................................................

7. Present Country..................................................

I shall also require from you, ANY FORM OF IDENTIFICATION. (YOUR DRIVER'S LICENSE OR YOUR INTERNATIONAL PASSPORT) As soon as I get this required information, I will perfect all legal and backing documents in your name, and send to you all prove needed.

Again I guarantee that all is under control and you have nothing to worry about, just grant to me your full cooperation and keep this transaction close at heart with utmost confidentiality, this is due to my reputation here in Malaysia, at the bench.

This is my direct line +60102188635, don't hesitate to call for further clarification, if need be. We shall work on this term 45:45:10 ratio 45% for first and second party that is me and you, while 10% will be use for logistics. Your swift response will be highly appreciated.

Regards,

Tan Chee Lan Esq.

Principal Attorney

Tel: +60102188635

From: Larry Long 
To: Tan lan Chee 
Sent: Tue, February 15, 2011 3:38:14 PM
Subject: Re: Dear Larry Long,

Dear Mr. Tan,

Can I know the name of your late client and the law firm you're attached to? Which bank is this money placed in?
How do I provide a copy of my identification to you?

Regards,
Larry

From: Tan lan Chee 
To: larrylongl@yahoo.com
Sent: Wed, February 16, 2011 1:48:38 AM
Subject: ENGR ANDREW JURGEN LONG CLIAMS

Dear Larry Long,

Thank you for the email,please send email scanned documents.

1. Name in full.....................................................

2. Address..........................................................

3. Nationality......................................................

4. Age.................................................................

5. Occupation.......................................................

6. Phone/Fax........................................................

7. Present Country..................................................

Regards,

Tan Chee Lan Esq.

Principal Attorney

Tel: +60102188635

See what I meant about being a lazy ass bugger? Twice he did not reply
directly to my questions and chose to use his prepared answers.
Also even though he's calling himself Tan Chee Lan, his email name
has changed to Tan Lan Chee.

From: Larry Long 
To: Tan lan Chee 
Sent: Wed, February 16, 2011 10:35:59 AM
Subject: Re: ENGR ANDREW JURGEN LONG CLIAMS

Dear Mr. Tan,

Kindly reply to my earlier queries. Can I know the name of your late client and the law firm you're attached to? Which bank is this money placed in?

Regards,
Larry Long

Larry's momma didn't raise no fool.


From: Tan lan Chee 
To: larrylongl@yahoo.com
Sent: Wed, February 16, 2011 10:02:27 PM
Subject: ENGR ANDREW JURGEN LONG CLIAM

Dear Larry Long,

Thank you for the email, i am sure you didn't read my previous email, all your question had been answered in my previous email.Please i advice you read and do the needful.

Thank you

Mr.Tan.

Sly bugger. Now he's insinuating that Larry's the blur one. 


From: Larry Long 
To: Tan lan Chee 
Sent: Thu, February 17, 2011 10:21:05 AM
Subject: Re: ENGR ANDREW JURGEN LONG CLIAMS

Dear Mr. Tan,

I'm sorry to have so many questions as I'm sure you are a very busy man. However I have gone through our previous correspondences and you have indeed not answered my questions. Perhaps you have just overlooked it. I apologise again but I need to be sure as there are many tricksters out there.

Regards,
Larry

Larry's momma would be so proud. *tear*


From: Tan lan Chee 
To: Larry Long 
Sent: Fri, February 18, 2011 1:59:25 AM
Subject: Re: ENGR ANDREW JURGEN LONG CLIAMS

Dear Mr.Larry

Thank you again for the eloquent email,I told you that the name of my late was Engr.Andrew Jurgen Long.I the principal Tan Chee Lan and Associates, The said fund is with Malayan Banking Berhad.

I hope this has answered your question.

Thank You.

Tank C.Lan Esq.

The state of our education system is really deplorable these days.
Bad formatting, bad spelling, bad grammar, bad punctuation, typos...
If my director (THAT ONE) ever sees this she'll cry tears of joy she has a
staff like me and then cry tears of shame for treating me like she had.

From: Larry Long 
To: Tan lan Chee 
Sent: Fri, February 18, 2011 10:48:04 AM
Subject: Re: ENGR ANDREW JURGEN LONG CLIAMS

Dear Mr. Tan,

Thank you for your clarification. Is your firm registered with the Malaysian Bar Council? I could not find it in their website.

Regards,
Larry

Larry's momma... Oh nevermind.


From: Tan lan Chee 
To: Larry Long 
Sent: Sat, February 19, 2011 1:58:20 AM
Subject: Re: ENGR ANDREW JURGEN LONG CLIAMS

Dear Mr. Larry

Yes sir I am a practicing attorney, a website is just like a publication, you can publish your information in and out of the WebPages, my name not on the web page doesn’t change my status, I can choose to put my name and details in and out of the WebPages, for the purpose of clarity I don’t think this transaction is better publish, because even the Banker want the Money, so I believe in legal documentation of purpose. Please let me know your candid interest.

Thank You.

Tan C.Lan

Makes sense to you? After a bottle of vodka and getting
whacked on the head by a silverback gorilla perhaps.


From: Larry Long 
To: Tan lan Chee 
Sent: Sat, February 19, 2011 12:41:25 PM
Subject: Re: ENGR ANDREW JURGEN LONG CLIAM

Dear Mr. Tan,

I understand where you're coming from. Please advise what is the next step.

Regards,
Larry

From: Tan lan Chee 
To: larrylongl@yahoo.com
Sent: Sat, February 19, 2011 6:43:45 PM
Subject: ENGR ANDREW JURGEN LONG CLIAMS