Bottled in Extreme Clarity

… that is also the day that three piss-drunk GERMANS got onto the bar to dance.

But if all seven Germans got onto the bar, stripped off their shirts, and danced …..that is the day that THE SKY FALLS DOWN!!!

SInce that was what that happened tonite… the cows flew off to safety, the sky fell down on alllllll of us and we are all actually dead, this blog DOES NOT EXIST and you (and me) are hallucinating writing/reading this blog.

This reminds me of the time that Microsoft’s Steve Ballmer visited KL and me and friend looked very hard at every fat, balding gwailo….. (before that Id gone online to first check what he looked like, mar…..)
Me: Eh, got balding man there…. how ah? Him ah?
Fren: Ya lar.. but…. everybody here oso is botak wan!
Me: Look again, look again… *peer at PDA*… I kenot see-lar… too dark!
Fren: Ok Cat…lets go nearer…
~Parked nearer to the suspect with most resemblance~
Cat: Hmm…. maybe not…

Din go home till quite late…and then furiouslyy packed to get the 7am flight to Sydney ….hehehehehehehehhehe

New DJ in town…. good stuff played!

Pics of possibly fake Germans later.

Here is Boo happy in th water…she always is happy when she’s playing in water… dadda says she always makes funny faces when the camera comes out..
In some good news.. Boo walked all the way from the car to the nursery one day… she was laughing all the way too which is a great cos she was crying all the times before……. maybe her teething doesnt hurt so much now… she has teeth in all the important places already… total about ten, I counted.

Dadda talked about Cadbury his chocolate labrador who is also a “fat bastard” cos he is always eating whenever he gets the chance. Cadbury ate all their dinners one night… spaghetti bolognaise…

When dadda said Fat Bastard, i put on my best Scottish accent ala Fat Bastard in Austin Powers…I think i failed….
Dadda said when Cadbury ate all their dinners, “I gave him a good beating”
He also added, “I’ll give you one too, if you dont stop talking that shite!”

I expect Dadda is just jealous he is English and not Scottish… hehehehehehehe

Gosh cant wait for Friday. Its been ages since a good friday and maybe this Friday will be… if the sky didnt fall down that is.

Malaysian magic?

Not sure yet.

Expected to hit shelves in the second quarter of 2006, this all-in-one convergent device was designed and manufactured in Malaysia…. Pricing estimates USD1-3K…..WHEEEEEEE!

Specs include 624MHz Intel Processor with Intel Graphics Accelerator -2700G3 with inbuilt Video RAM.
EDGE, GPRS, Bluetooth, Wifi 802.11b, GSM quadband.
QWERTY keyboard, VGA out, microSD expansion slot, 512MB RAM, with choice of 2GB Flash memory orrrrrrr 8GB micro hard disk.
Dual camera with 2 megapixels each
Dual screens - 2.8-inch external touch screen AND 3.5 internal touch screen too.

Have yet to get hands on one though….

… taking a week off from work during chinese new year. Not sure how long I will be in Melaka.. will be thinking of the parties I’ll be missing in KL…

Speaking of parties… Boo has a pic with expression that I would have if i was listening to techno. But dadda had other plans…
“No drinks. No loud music. No boys”.
“Till after 16…?”
“25.”
“Are you kidding? You cant be serious!!!”
“John McEnroe.”

Weekends are Boo’s days in as well…
“She’s right next to me. Sucking her thumb.”
ARGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!
And then…

“YOO HOOO…BOO BOOOOOOOOO! Can you see me??? Its AUNTIE CAAAAATTTTT!!! GOOCHI GOOCHI GOOOO…!!!”

“Hey she’s a toddler now… not a baby.”
“Is she winking yet???”
“Almost.”
And then….
“She’s almost running now too…”
ARRRRRGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!
“And she does rock.”
He means dancing.

SIGH.

In other news.. had crashed at a friends place for a day till sis got back from her trip. Found some interesting CDs there - having gay housemates can have some really surprising twists.
There was the usual porn… gay porn..and whatta an eye-opener!!

If you’ve ever seen the usual kind of hetero porn there is out there…. (or even just the CD covers), there would be a skin fest, with no hiding of female bits/pieces/tongues/mouth.

But gay porn is so much more tastefully done. There isnt even a single male part in sight. And the storylines arent senseless sex orgies etc etc.
Now thats something to chew on.

This is Boo during her protest against hairstyle….

After Dadda re-styled her hair…. her latest “morning look”…

…one day with Dadda.

The dogs run for their lives now that Boo is walking… cos she pulls their tails and ears.

I thought about that and concluded:

“I love a baby who grabs dogs. She knows how to grab life by the balls.”
“Errr…ok.”
“She’s gonna be smashing when she grows up.”
“She already is…”
“I meant she’s gonna be smashing-ererererer…”
“That’s much better.”

I was on a roll….. and there was something i needed to verify.

“I love her so much… can I be her cybergod mom…?”
“You already are…,”
And then dadda added… “Your the only one she has…hehe”

..havent been in a hack n slash game, much less a PS2 version for a long time already.
Instead of having my usual alcohol-soaked weekend, I had to hang out with brother…
Dude was already in the middle of a hack n slash.. the latest Champions of Norrath - Champions return to Arms.

What was funny about him and his motley crew was that they were the bad guys… or rather “girls”. There was however, one huge lizard who was able to power up and become bigger, complete with flaming axe-thingy and all.

After watching them do their thing, I had the chance to take over the lizard aka Dr. Albania.
Boy! It was FUUUUN!!!! Harrowing at times.. huge crab monsters will all jump on you, instantly killing you but the wiliest and most resourceful of the lot - a real girl btw- devised a strategy and used her destructive disease spell to get us through it.

After that, I let loose with the hackin’ and slashin’ - more of a way to de-stress from a chaotic month at work.

Spells, fight moves, weapons, armour and accessories have really taken on a whole new dimension since the days of Ultima V… there were so many to choose from, you just dun know where to begin!

You can even drastically extend your life this time around, things to remember to do before you go headling into the fighting fray - constantly pushing X button with right thumb, right big button with fourth finger, the left joystick with left thumb AND the small left button with left fourth finger. And whenever u feel the odds are totally against you, just hit the SELECT button to gate back to safety! More than anything, survival is not just what you armour, and weaponise yourself with but also your coordination, flexibility, dexterity and reach of your fingers.

Not forgetting, you also have to loot to survive financially and needless to say I was always the last to clean out the treasure chests etc etc.

We even managed to go to an Ah Beng-Ah Lian pub at Sri Hartamas (in the real world), what to do, beer was cheapest there… we just tried to pay no heed to the totally sloshed students speaking in tongues (though secretly i was observing their behaviour…FASCINATING!!!) - and devised our own version, albeit alcohol-induced form of entertainment - One Frog, 007, Oh Zom etc etc

Finished two jugs, got out of there swaying left and right and went home to continue Champions of Norrath game. All the way to 5am. Havent finished yet.

Im traumatised… I just saw a baby still in side its mom’s tummy, kill himself by strangling on the umbilical cord.
Aston Kutcher in the movie, kept on going back to the past to rectify everything which would have an impact on his present.
This created a series of alternate present worlds for him.
The first is where he and his childhood sweetheart Kayli are abused by her father, his other friend Lenny unintentionally commits murder, and Tommy is particularly abusive as well. 13 years later…we are shown the consequences of it..

Then one day he discovers that he is able to somehow go back to a moment in time, a moment which was defining enough to drastically change the future.

It all digressed from there, cos each time someone didnt turn out so well he kept going back to try to make it all right. It came to the point where the only solution was that he did not exist.

Hence, baby killing itself. Good Gosh. I dun know if I will ever get over that one. But hey…everybody else lived happily ever after.

I just dun understand a few things about the story.
I dont know whether the cause for his blackouts were because he would return from the future to those instances or just coincidental.
Or wait… there was the time his dad tried to strangle him and it really was a consequence of his returning to the past to that moment. etc etc etc
Twas a nice, interesting movie which raises interesting questions.. but its flaws and big gaping holes were just too glaring.

The movie’s site (www.butterflyeffectmovie.com) posted some chaos theory and even invites visitors to send in their idea of chaos.

Here’s just one entry.

The butterfly effect describes infinite realities all with equal amounts of energy to account for such a process. Thus the total energy must be equal to zero (truth) therefore all else is a fraction of the zero (truth).

Each of these fractions describes a line in the total energy of the system. As humans we only have a limited number of variables (options) that govern which way the line may go. Positive (+) means real and negative (-) means imaginary.

Since there are a limited number of positive (+) variables (options) the total energy will take a shape on the whole, thus making deterministic chaos possible. Within all chaos there is a pattern to observe however slight, i.e., the vein distances and formation in your brain fully governs your personality (thought patterns), which made you the line you are today.

To observe the pattern you must know all of the (truths) fractions (each contain variables) of the total energy. Unfortunately this is not possible unless you are the total energy itself.

What you can observe is a river of fractions with the size of the river depending on the amount of (truths) fractions you know. And even seeing a river indicates you’re not part of the river locally.

Thus what you think may happen, and what you think may not happen, all while something else governs all of the maybes. For some, all we have is free thinking. Unfortunately with wisdom comes sorrow and with ignorance comes bliss.

–Victor A. Lopez, Houston Tx.

Dadda had belated news about Boo…

But I had to tell him first…
“Just to let you know… Im having a serious case of BabyBoo withdrawal….,”
And then he dropped the bomb…
“Did I tell you she’s walking already? Since Xmas eve….”
(!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!)
After i ranted and raved suitably enough…
“Im sure I told you…”
“You only said she landed on her bum!!!!”
Anyway, dadda used to say he wouldnt let her wear dresses until she could walk…
“Is funny….. on xmas eve i put her in a little skirt….and then she stood up and walked the whole length of the lounge…”

“Desperate times call for desperate measures,” said I.

LOL

Let’s say you picked up a lifestyle magazine straight off from the rack one day. Maybe you’ll just look at the cover, maybe you’ll flip through the whole mag, looking for something worthwhile to read. Maybe the article that caught your eye is something called “Im different, but Im happy.”

Chances are, one wouldnt think twice about the title.

We live in a society where too many things and too many people are labelled as “different”. In some ways Different is good - it makes u stop and look, it makes u think further, it makes you wonder why its different, how its different and so on and so forth.

In other ways, different is bad. Different makes you wary. Different is the adjective that makes you stare longer than usual. It makes you stay away, shun…discriminate.

Everyone discriminates…even me. It cant be avoided…its human nature. Because discrimination in its purest form is the realisation that something or someone is different.

So do i want to perpetuate that label “Different” expecially when it comes to people who just want to live their lives with no big hoo-haa?

No, I dont.

So, the next time u see someone who is Different and want to go up to say something which YOU THINK is actually complimentary ie. “You are different, but dont worry, you look good. You should be happy.” Don’t do it. What about the other people who are ALSO different but dun look so good then?

There do exist people who arent into putting labels on themselves, and especially on other people.

btw, IMO “Im different but Im happy” is a stupid title for an article.
Cos, why should someone be anything but happy even tthough they are different? Beneath the exterior, beneath all the outside that people see… someone who LOOKs different, is still the same as everybody else on the inside.

The title simply implies that the person who makes that statement is subjecting herself/himself to how society wants to view them - short, tall, fat, skinny, black, white, yellow, red etc.

Now…why in the world, do we want to do that? Isnt it enough that you yourself know what you are without having society dictate to us what they see/think we are?

… for Boo.
Dadda has to start work once more after a long idyllic holiday with baby boo, and i feared the worst.

“Did she cry?”
“No, was expecting tears. But she was all smiles and blowing kisses at me.”

Later after some thought, i brought it up again.

“I know why Boo didnt cry…”
Dadda asked, why…
My theory? “She knows when you cut back on her off days….orrrrrrrrrr….. she’s secretly fed up of hanging out with you.”
Oi, said indignant dadda. “Bitch”
“Goose.”
“We have a ball,” says dadda
“Yea riiiiiite… is she winking yet??”
“Yesterday we both cried” confessed dadda, “When she laughs, I cry….”
He means with laughter.

Darling, darling Boo!!! She is on a learning spreeeeeeeeeeee….!!!