Friday, July 28, 2006

Big big universe?

Comparing the size of the Earth with other planets



Now compare it with Uranus & Nepture



Now Earth against Sun



Against Sun, Earth is like a dot.
Think now. Where do you find youself now??
Now imagine the creator of this universe???

Don't tell your Big Brother Up There how big your problems are.
In fact tell your problems how big Big Brother Up There whoever you believe is.

ps : sound very much like taking on faith, aint we?

Thursday, July 27, 2006

Age is a number

George Carlin's Views on Aging

Do you realize that the only time in our lives when we like to get old is when we're kids? If you're less than 10 years old, you're so excited about aging that you think in fractions.

"How old are you?" "I'm four and a half!" You're never thirty-six and a half. You're four and a half, going on five! That's the key.

You get into your teens, now they can't hold you back. You jump to the next number, or even a few ahead.

"How old are you?" "I'm gonna be 16!"! You could be 13, but hey, you're gonna be 16! And then the greatest day of your life, you become 21. Even the words sound like a ceremony . . YOU BECOME 21. YESSSS!!!

But then you turn 30. Oooohh, what happened there? Makes you sound like bad milk! He TURNED; we had to throw him out. There's no fun now, you're  just a sour-dumpling. What's wrong? What's changed?

You BECOME 21, you TURN 30, then you're PUSHING 40. Whoa! Put on the brakes, it's all slipping away. Before you know it, you REACH 50 and your dreams are gone.

But wait! !!! You MAKE it to 60. You didn't think you would!

So you BECOME 21, TURN 30, PUSH 40, REACH 50 and MAKE it to 60.

You've built up so much speed that you HIT 70! After that it's a day-by-day thing; you HIT Wednesday!

You get into your 80s and every day is a complete cycle; you HIT lunch; you TURN 4:30; you REACH bedtime. And it doesn't end there. Into the 90s, you start going backwards; "I was JUST 92."

Then a strange thing happens. If you make it over 100, you become a little  kid again. "I'm 100 and a half!"

May you all make it to a healthy 100 and a half!!


Dound this inside my mailbox. Interesting thing though, wouldn't you say. Depending how you wish to look at it, but isn't it how true we do say our age? So why not juz relax and let us age with grace. Like wine. Further down the email, there are some pointers for the aging aged on how to stay young. As they says, its about up there, its just all up there in your head.

  1. Throw out nonessential numbers. This includes age, weight and height. Let the doctors worry about them. That is why you pay "them".
  2. Keep only cheerful friends. The grouches pull you down.
  3. Keep learning. Learn more about the computer, crafts, gardening, whatever. Never let the brain idle. "An idle mind is the devil's workshop." And the devil's name is Alzheimer's.
  4. Enjoy the simple things.
  5. Laugh often, long and loud. Laugh until you gasp for breath.
  6. The tears happen. Endure, grieve, and move on. The only person, who is with us our entire life, is ourselves. Be ALIVE while you are alive.
  7. Surround yourself with what you love, whether it's family, pets, keepsakes, music, plants, hobbies, whatever. Your home is your refuge.
  8. Cherish your health: If it is good, preserve it. If it is unstable, improve it. If it is beyond what you can improve, get help.
  9. Don't take guilt trips. Take a trip to the mall, even to the next county; to a foreign country but NOT to where the guilt is.
  10. Tell the people you love that you love them, at every opportunity.


So do remember the 1st rule, and, age is just a number. So is weight and height.

Monday, July 24, 2006

Drunken Fist

The old wise man once said when one got drunk, one spoke the truth (酒后吐真言). Catch up with a friend whom I haven't seen since the police stop wearing shorts. Meeting someone whom you had yet to see for a long time when you were high not sober was not exactly a good idea. Especially so when you were not entirely sure what bladerdash that cames out of the drunken mouth would ever get back to the ears that were not supposed to hear it.

Things like getting youself laid was not a good idea. It dun have to have any attachment with the person. Its a nice way, its called one night stand. But of course, we had the not so nice way, we called it the fark and run away. Knowing this person for a couple of years, so when conversation turned this way, I'm more than sure that he was no longer sober. Even not so when you were married and you were telling me that? I believed they had a term called adultery for them?

Ok, he still bugged me and kept telling me, sober or not, to stop being so picky. Time to settle down. Damn. Am I back to that question again? I know I know. The years going back and time waits for no one. And the tax rebate did look attractive. But hey, its not so simple. You think its like going to the supermarket and buy vegetable? Now let me put forward to you in another phrase. How could you not be picky. This thing you are going to swallow down for the rest of your life. It sounded very far away. It did sound very far away. How could you be eating the wrong vegetable for the rest of your life? Remember, alimony was is very expensive.

And any appointment made during this drunken state can be forfeited. Its highly likely the person cannot even remember making the promise nor appointment. So like I always says, a person in a drunken state should not be held responsibility for anything that he might/could/would do during that state. I think that includes getting laid. I think.

Sunday, July 09, 2006

Act blur live longer

As a dancer, what really irritates most is when someone ask you to teach them a dance. Especially at a social nite out. Its not about unfriendliness or whatsoever, but rather, we are there to social dance, not teach. And there are proper channel for one to pick up the dancing. So its a very bad thing to hog someone to teach one to dance, especially when one was not so willing.

This is the 2nd time I got into such shit. Even worse when its involved with people you know. This friend asked on behalf of another friend, asking me to introduce someone to him to teach him the hot salsa. He wanted to learn but seems like he dun wish to pay for it. Now, that was not so wise. Even considered the amount of time and moolah and effect someone else had put into it?

And what could be worse than that? He would even put up request like wanted a hot and pretty lady to teach him. The lady had to  be single. What the fark? What was your intention? This kind of lobang ain't meant to be introduce to anyone. Ain't meant to be. Sighz. If you ain't putting your heart to the dance, then I think I'm ruining a dancer. Oh well, the golden rule of act blur live longer has always been a good rule.

On the side note, this is one funny shit. Laugh your heart out, people.


Wednesday, July 05, 2006

Your soccer fans

Swedish fan



Portugese fan



Trinidad & Tobago fan



Polish fan



Paraguay fan



Dutch fan




Brazilian fan


Australian fan - at least she drinks beer....



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And you all time favourite english fan!

Tuesday, July 04, 2006

The storm of a lost mobile phone

The wise old man once said that the good men will have good return (好人有好报). How many of us ever hope to have your mobile phone returned when you were to accidentally dropped it on the cab? I don't. I really don't. Most of the time, I would just take it as lost. Personally I had known people picking up mobile from the cab, losing mobile on the cab and not once does these people returned nor got it back. As the saying goes, finder keeper.

But look at this. I know, I'm w-o-l-s. I'm always w-o-l-s. I have more than a month of backlogs on my emails. Trying, really trying to clear those emails and feeds as fast a I could get. I think its one hell of a funny story. At least it still tells you that there were still some good in the world. How a lost mobile phone bring about a storm. Storm that hailed 2 families into the limelight. What shocked me a little was the helpfulness from the service provider. Wow, I never knew they can be this helpful. The storm of how a lost mobile phone involved so many people, and lawsuits being considered. Lying was a poor excuse against logging.

Logs. People. Logs. When the person you are talking to keep logs and post them for public audiene, you don't lying through your teeth. And please, speak good english before you got ridiculed at. Know the technology. Know the tools. Know what you were doing. Din your papa and momma told you that lying will caused your nose to grow very long?

So people, next time you do pick up a mobile phone, be afraid. Be very afraid. And remember, don't go shooting your own porn flick. Since you might get the limelight like someone else. At least knows the functionality of phone before doing anything stupid. Smartphones were meant for to help people do smart things, not stupid things.

Monday, July 03, 2006

The end of the hottie

The hot favorite for the world cup had exited the scene. Something kind of unexpected since samba players were performing much better than the Frenchmen since the beginning of the game. Oh well, as I always says, the ball is r-o-u-n-d. I was upset myself when Ghana exited the scene caused by the samba players. Hey, I was expecting the black brazilian to lift the cup hor. My last ticket at stake hor!

Something else that was more interesting was how a Frenchman bought a train ticket to travel all the way from Paris to London to place his bet of 10 grands euro bucks to the samba player to lift the trophy. The funny thing was that the frenchman never heard of a recent invention known as internet?

The English were going home. Great! I was at the club watching that match. Most of the people in the club were supporting for the English. Then again, I'm not too sure if their support for true support as fans or because of the ticket they bought. Although one of the ladies was supporting the boy-band face of Ronaldo, not the big fat samba player hor, its the young portugese talent though she would rather preferred the English to win. Why? Cause the boyfriend won the ticket for the English to win. Its ok. I'm more than happy to see English going home. I'm really thinking of giving my support to the Portugese for now. But they seems even to be having big problem scoring against the 10 men English side.

Byebye 10 grands euro. Byebye samba players. Byebye English. Welcome Portugese. Egg tart niceeeeeeeee.

Sunday, July 02, 2006

The next Micro$oft?

If this guy ain't no shitting us, I think he is just about to be on his way to setting up the next Micro$oft. Water to replace any form of fuel. This is so kool. This guy is so going to be rich.