You Have To Start Somewhere

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Future Warrior

It was a dark night. The wind was strong, the clouds were shifting fast, the streets were empty.

The street lights were dim, nothing could be seen clearly, if not for the occasional lightnings. In a blinding flash, one of these lightnings with the abnormal color of blue struck the ground. A slight explosion followed suit.

Smoke rose from the ground. As it dispersed into the dark night, a man was kneeling on the spot where the lightning hit. He was stark naked. His face showed no expression. His piercing gaze, sharp as the lightning, swept around his surrounding.

At the back of his mind, he knew he needed some covers to accomplish his mission. Connors, was the name of his target.

Daybreak. The sun was shining bright.

Though the clothes he snatched last night barely covered his bulging muscled body, he knew he had to start his mission from somewhere.

He ventured into a garden. People were loud, music blaring from the radio. He was offered a drink. Stoned face, he accepted without much of a word or a sign of appreciation.

And he wondered around the crowd, searching for ... the Connors ...









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Wordless Wednesday

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Please ...

Daisy used to be a poor stray cat.

There was no fireplace during winters, no air conditioner during summers, no blanket for sleeps, dog fights, cat fights, stone throwing naughty kids, and no proper meal to enjoy.

But that's all history when she learned to do this trick ...









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The Power Of Expectation

Remember Susan Boyle? The discovered star from Britain's Got Talents?

Here's the performance that made her into a globally known personality.

And here's her performance in the following semi-final that got her into the final.




This time round, there's no lump in the throat, no tears in the eyes, and no high emotions in the heart.

The difference?

Expectation.


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Be Prepared!

Your 5-years old son comes home from school.

"How's school, Son? Learn anything new today?" you ask in a supportive tone.

"Yeah, I learned a new word today, Dad. But I don't really understand what it means," your son says, hoping for an answer.

Your face lights up. "Yeah? Let's see if I can explain," you say, feeling happy you can be of help for once.

"What does 'Asshole' mean, Dad?" your son asks.

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Well, never fear, my friend. For the thoughtful me has prepared just the right material for you in such awkward situation.









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New Idol - Kris Allen! Surprised?

Don't be.

Did Kris deserve to win? Yes.

It's an IDOL contest, not a talent contest. It's a number game. To become an Idol, you need popularity more than anything else, including musical talents. And popularity means number of supporters or votes. From the onset, it's clear what kind of person would and should win the contest - the person who can garner the most votes.

That said, I'm in no position to pass judgment as to who's the more talented among the two finalists, Kris Allen or Adam Lambert, the four judges probably were.

Although I think I got lost as they kept switching their emphasis on the contestants' qualities of making it as a singer, a vocalist, an artiste, and a star. And while the judges kept heaping praises on Adam's musical talent, deservedly so, they were actually doing his chances of winning the contest more harms than goods. The more they leaned towards the side of Adam, the more the voting mass leaned towards Kris, the UNDERDOG.

There's nothing more uplifting and satisfying than seeing an underdog turn the tide and seize the day. At the end of the day, that's why Kris won.

Although, whether the judges' action were deliberate or not is another issue up for speculation. Surely, after so many seasons, they must have realised the effect they have on the voting mass. Remember the mohawk-haired guy - Sanjaya? And did they deliberately chose a difficult song like "What's going on" for Kris, and a song that suited Adam so well, and write a song that made Kris struggle with the high key? Hmmm ...

Still, it was an interesting contest in many ways. In the end I think everybody wins. Kris, Adam, the producers, the sponsors and the supporters.

Congratulations to Kris, for winning the American Idol. All the best to his future musical career.

Congratulations to Adam. Although he didn't win, I think he should have a more "iconic" musical career in front of him. And I think he knows that!

Congratulations to the producers of the show, for putting out another climax when it seems there couldn't be anymore breakthrough after so many seasons.

Congratulations to the sponsors. Well, obviously with the high rating, they are the biggest winner! Couldn't wait to log into iTune and subscribe to AT&T now.

Congratulations to the supporters, for having an intriguing viewing for the past months, yet again. And good luck in finding an alternative pastime now that the series had ended.

American Idol Winner Is Crowned

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Finally

After years of failures in my inquiries, study, analysis, exploration, research, and experimenting, my googling last night finally revealed the purpose of the seemingly most useless part of our anatomy ...

The Navel.

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Angry And Frustrated

"For the THREE-HUNDRED-AND-TWENTY-SEVENTH times, goo-goo-ah-uh-uh means - I GOT SHIT IN MY DIAPER!!!!!!"

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Winner Of American Idol Season 8

Kris Allen is going to be the winner of American Idol Season 8 - well, that's my prediction anyway.

I would think the two finalists' performances in the finale would be inconclusive towards the final result. After all, it's a number game. The one who gets the most votes will be the winner.

Assuming Kris Allen is able to retain his extra 1 million votes over Adam Lambert, who would Danny Gokey's fans give their votes to? I would assume Kris Allen, whose characteristics are more akin to Danny Gokey.

Don't you think so?

Image from Wikipedia

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I Love Sports

Yeah. I love sports.

There's nothing like driving the golf ball straight into the middle of the fairway, the luscious green of which is illustrated brightly under the gorgeous sun; chipping the ball out of the bunker, blasting the sand onto the sweaty face; curving the ball into the hole from 20 feet away, after walking slightly under half a kilometer under the scorching sun.

It feels even better to hit that tennis ball straight down the line towards the baseline of the other player; or run down the ball towards the back of the court and return it between the legs; or perform a perfect overhead smash that bounce the ball beyond the reach of the other player; all the while panting like a dog after running all over the hill in a hot tropical afternoon.

The best is to be able to run down the football field dribbling past 5 or 6 players from the opposite team, come one on one with the goal keeper, and score a beauty with a delightful chip; or slide towards the ball and snatch it away from the feet of the player coming towards you; or run non-stop up and down the field for about an hour, after which the lungs would seem hanging somewhere around the stomach.

Yeah, I love them all. Especially with the air-conditioner on, a pack of snack in my hand and sitting in front of my TV.

Sports - I can't live without them.






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Simple Delight

Morning sunshine. Lingering coolness. Fresh air. A deep breath. A new day. Simple delight.

Driving to work. Radio DJs telling jokes about the current political situation. Cracks me up. Simple delight.

Hot afternoon. Clear sky. At the park. Kids playing at the playground. People jogging. Ladies line dancing. Boys playing football. Ice cream in my hand. Simple delight.

After dinner. Dropped my daughter at tuition. Cool night. Window rolled down. Radio blaring my favourite 80s' songs. Singing along. Simple delight.

Night is still. Mouse clicking. Fingers dancing on the keyboard. My creativity working its way out of my mind. Fluently. Simple delight.

Morning. Log into my blog. Scroll to the end of my latest post - A Comment! Simple delight.



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What Is Politics?

A son asked his father, "Dad, what is politics?"

Dad said, "Look, I bring the money home, therefore I am the Capitalist. Your mother administrates the money, therefore she is the Government. Grandpa watches everything, therefore he is the Union. Our maid is the Working Class.

"We all want just one thing, your well-being. Therefore you are the People. And your smaller brother who is still in his nappy, is the Future. Did you understand that my son?"

The little one thinks, and tells his father he wanted to sleep it over for one night.

During the night the boy wakes up, because his younger brother produces something with an unbearable smell from his nappy and is crying. As he doesn't know what to do, he goes into the bedroom of his parents.

But there is only his mother in her bed, and she is so fast asleep that he does not succeed in waking her up.

So he goes into the bedroom of the maid where he finds his father having fun with her, and grandpa watching them secretly through the window!!!

All of them are so engaged that they don't realize that the boy is standing in front of them. So the boy decides to go to bed again without having been able to solve the problem.

Next morning the father asks his son if he is able to explain with a few words what politics is.

"Yes," answers the son.

"The Capitalist abuses the Working Class. The Union watches without doing anything. While the Government sleeps. The People are completely ignored. And the Future is in the shit."

That's Politics!!


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Safest Place On Earth From Swine Flu

If the Swine Flu did break out as a pandemic, and the only solution to the disaster is to kill all the pigs, then I guess the safest place on earth then would be Afghanistan - where there is only one pig in the whole country, and is currently quarantined in the local zoo. Oh ...

And it's name is Khanzir.

Quarantine for Lonely Afghan Pig

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Happy Mother's Day!

To Mothers around the World!

(Image from Wikipedia)

To the rest of you:

Happy Sunday!

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Damn Good

A hard day at work. Found myself going to sleep early.

Woke up past midnight 1 am. Wide awake.

Tomorrow's weekend. Good.

The hot weather didn't relent during the night. The air-condition is extra comfy.

Turned on the computer. Moist my eyes.

Made a cup of tea. Nice.

Everyone's asleep. The night is still.

All is quiet. Apart from the air-conditioner, the clicking of my mouse and my keyboard, and my inner thoughts.

That's a good time. Peaceful. Damn good.


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Are They Moving? Are They Still?

None of these images are animated - they are perfectly Still!!

These patterns are used to test the level of stress a person can handle.

The slower the pictures move, the better your ability of handling stress.

Alleged criminals that were tested see them spinning around madly.

However, senior citizens and kids see them standing still.

How about you?


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And The Winner Is ...

Remember the Best Job In The World?

Well, the winner is out.

The lucky dude is a Briton named Ben Southall.


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Let's Hope

There are probably a million thoughts going through my mind today. The one that stands out is probably this:

Arsenal Vs Manchester United Champions League semifinal second leg match.

And this too:

Let's hope the tired mind and body of mine can make it at 3am in the morning when the game starts.


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Mid Life Crisis - Who? Me?

I'm 40 something. Most during this age would fall into some kind of crisis called Mid Life Crisis. But not me.

I get to live until 128. Mid Life has another twenty-something years to arrive.


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Nice Throw In

To throw a football that would land into the penalty area from the last quarter sideline would be a rare feat even for a grown up football player - male or female.

Although not for a 17-years old Brazilian players named Leah Lynn Gabriela Forutne.

Be amazed!





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Oh ...

Remember the time when you were a kid, and broke an expensive vase while playing ball inside the house, after your mom told you a gerzillion times not to, and yet you chose to ignore her order, and after that how you prayed hard and promised all sorts of feats so that she would never find the cane?

Well, too bad you didn't have a look like this:-





But then again, if you did look like that, you won't be able to read this, would you?


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