What: Mensa – Nestle Honey Stars Sudoku Competition
When: Saturday, 8 July 2006, 1:00pm to 5:00pm
Where: National Science Centre, Bukit Kiara, Kuala Lumpur
How Much: RM15/person, kids 7-12 years old RM5/person
I’ve volunteered to be an invigilator (though I gotta leave at 4pm). Yep, MENSA qualifying tests are also held.
On the 10th of June 2006 (oh no I’m going back to a picture backlog of about a month) I got on the bus from Ampang Park to Alexis at Great Eastern Mall, Ampang, to catch the return of Shelley Leong and Az Samad to our acoustic singer-songwriter scene.
Yes, the caption is there just to fill up the space from merging two unaligned pictures, both 15 second exposures. It’s one of the rare occasions where I break my 400 pixel wide barrier for 600 pixel goodness. Don’t worry I’m not even breaking anyone’s view in 640×480 yet!
But first, Ampang Park LRT has a redeco.
And back to Az, always in motion, with the flow, playing virtuoso acoustic fingerstyle.
Shelley plans to take over the world.
Okay fine flash her, she’ll look alright.
New songs include Perfect World (with some Hendrix-like chord plucking) and Fragile Hearts.
Kevin Theseira can’t go wrong with the bass player’s tummy of tone.
Shelley is hip, yo.
Bow to the double bass.
This Washburn guitar hasn’t been christened with scratch marks by Az’s violent playing yet.
Random Alexis candle.
And now, for a blast from the past, more like blast from Blast Off! Season 2, which ended February 2006, but which pictures from various shows I never got round to posting until now:
Left: Solsta* had a cool britpop vibe with singer bobbing his head while singing Supergrass; right: Jiaja has the Hendrix riffs and fashion sense, rightfully winning the competition, proving that Malaysian voters have their head on straight. This 2006, at least, compared to the bum notes that were 2005’s reality TV show winners.
Top-left: Fugitives rock AC/DC style.
Top-right: This dude from 3Flow looks like smashpOp.
Bottom-left: The Exilers got to the finals. Thank goodness they sharpened up and stopped playing emo punk at the end, excelling instead at power metal.
Bottom-right: Mariam the hothothot host. I wish I had a clear picture of the hothothot Belinda C. too.
Nuk‘s bassist strongly planted the stoic KoRn pose for the rest of the band to follow.
Yeah, again, the dude from the Fugitives.
We don’t talk a lot, but everyone talks about us.
We talk a lot, but noone talks about us.
I hate it when I’m online in the wee hours of the night morning, and I find it hard to keep my eyes open (even without MSN Messenger open) and I’m struggling to finish just that last bit of whatever it is I’m doing…
…and I pull through. The energy reserves kick in. I finish my stuff. Except of course, that I’m no longer sleepy.
In 367 days, the live action Transformers movie will be launched. The official website says 7.4.7. Damn Americans! Turns out it wasn’t 7th of April 2007 but 88 days later, on the 4th of July 2007.
On a side note, Superman Returns was disappointing. I’d expect action from Bryan Singer, who did X-Men 1 and 2; instead we got loads of majestic shots of Superman hovering slowly, taking a cue from Cartoon Network’s Captain Linger. At least Captain Linger is funny!
I remember Superman 1 and 2 being epic, with Superman doing amazing feats. Now, he does amazingly ridiculous feats and spouts corny lines. Thankfully, they retained that warm technicolor 1970’s color tone. The Superman movies also probably invented product placement, (he throws the villian into a Coke billboard) and the tradition is retained in Superman Returns. At over 2 and a half hours, it is best you find a comfy seat if you were a fan. GSC 1 Utama’s headrests hurt!
P.S. Look out for one of Lex Luthor’s henchmen, who seems like he’s just tagging along because Lex promised him some White Castle. 😀
What: Troubadours + Doppelganger
Where: La Bodega KL, Tengkat Tong Shin
When: 2nd July 2006, 8:30pm onwards
How much: RM5
Who: Lied, Sad Angry Babies, Sizlo and much more!
Better still, click on the flyer:
CLICK HERE DAMMIT.
He pimps and gets pimped, so cheese him out.
Yes that’s me beneath the E in LIED wearing the shirt stim-girl gave me, chatting with Lola, Lainie‘s stalkee! The picture is in infrared, which is why you can see who bleached their hair and then tried to dye it back to black.
I finally appear in one of their flyers, but I may or may not be going; my uncle is getting married! I am happy for him, and for me as well, what with the free hotel food, right?
As for the fifth instalment of Guess That Trashcan, the winner is Cheesie! Yes that’s right, it is an IKEA trashcan. A magical trashcan indeed because it empties itself, is illuminated inside (lights sold separately) and you don’t have to clean the floor under it because it’s not on the floor! The only trash that would stay in the can would of course be chewing gum. So look for these lighted trashcans above you, as you walk towards Cineleisure.
Oh, I was supposed to pimp her?
Cheesie is funny, punny, dresses like a bunny, makes her mark on your breakfast schedule, storms the park with some cuppie noodle, lurks in the dark as a mutated poodle (or was it rabbit? Pass me a carrot!) Life is never a bore with a camwhore, so click her link for cute furry animals and more! What’s this? Please, more cheese, more corn, more pr0n from long gone!
And now, for some random sky sunset shots to fill time while waiting for someone to answer my last Guess That Trashcan quiz correctly.
Noise has been retained for effect.
I wonder how much potential energy lies between two antennas that size.
Perhaps, enough to change Ampang highways.
Now’s the chance for the power tower to feel the tower; when the twin towers are not in sight.
Look ma, giant pylons!
This is so lame it should start to rain.
A new prosperous beginning! Gold will rain from the sky.
You got that right; it’s the fifth instalment. Guess That Trashcan!
As usual, first correct answer gets a free pimping.
Hmmph I thought only active bloggers would get tagged and tag people.
Four jobs I would stink at:
Garbage collector
Public toilet janitor
Septic tank cleaner
Fishmonger
Four pretend nicknames I�m making up for myself:
Glaring Notebook (after this I’ll make them up on the spot)
Purveyor Of Realness
Goldchigga
Hair Guitarist
Four movies I have watched over and over:
School Of Rock
Transformers The Movie
Back To The Future
Shaun Of The Dead (I’ve seen this loads of times on ASTRO)
Four things I love to do on my weekends:
Date hot models
Watch free movies
Headbang to rock bands at gigs
Drink free orange juice (it’s good for you!)
Four things I could NOT live without (besides oxygen, H20, and miscellaneous life-sustaining substances):
My Nokia N70
An Internet connection of some sorts like 3G/EDGE over my phone
My wallet because it’s fat and keeps me warm
My pants. To quote Ron Burgundy from Anchorman, “Don’t act like you’re not impressed!”
Four TV shows I geek out to, or used to geek out to:
The Simpsons
Futurama
Mr. Bean
Transformers
Four of my favorite foods, partnered with people with whom I enjoy eating said foods:
Indomee, with William my mamak explorer
Cheese Naan, also with William my mamak explorer
Burger King’s Triple Whopper, with Shaz the chomper
Burger King’s French Chicken, also with Shaz the chomper
Four places I would rather be right now:
In her room
In the room where they have the keys to all the compartments of a Hasbro warehouse
In the room where they have the keys to all the compartments of a Canon warehouse
In the room where they have the keys to all the compartments of a Ford warehouse
Four people I�m mercilessly tagging:
Jude, my imaginary friend. He’s always bored.
Brandon, one of the voices in my head. Maybe it will get him to shut up.
The unidentified figure in my photos. What’s your nickname and why do you keep appearing in my pictures?
Nightcrawler of the X-Men. I mean, he could be anywhere, so where would he want to be?
And now, for the finale to the pictures from the KL International Motorshow 2006 at Putra World Trade Center.
She was the most hardworking of the car models, continuously moving and shifting position for the cameras.
I’m never bored of Ford. Make Every Day Exciting!
Left: She’s bored. Right: The most photographed Volvo girl.
The Volvo 3-Seat Concept Car had the brightest lights.
Bridgestone. No tires.
You want my contacts?
Nice ride.
Spot the ghost glove!
“So when do we get to eat?”
“Psst. I smuggled some food in the glove compartment.”
Groovy baby, yeah!
Naza Sutera Sports Concept.
“I think we missed a turn…”
Why were people complaining that there wasn’t a Subaru Impreza?
Also check out:
Motorshow Pictures Part 1
Motorshow Pictures Part 2
A recent meeting made me wake up and realize what was missing.
You want something done, you do it yourself. There’s passion because you know exactly how you want it. Paying someone to do it won’t work. An elderly mechanic can be paid to install a turbocharger in your car, but he won’t feel the passion to calibrate your car to maximize its performance. It’s not his car; it’s not him who wants that boost.
I have a vision, but I don’t want to have an MBA or be in a leadership position to see such changes take place.
I have it, I still do. And I look at it wistfully while following the path away from it.
If your mother (God forbid) was hit by a drunk driver, would you continue working for Heineken? What do people at British American Tobacco do? I imagine a bunch of people smoking in suits, thinking of evil ways to sell more cigarettes using psychological mindplay.
Of course, BAT has some amount of social consciousness. They provided a full scholarship for one of my deserving friends, who isn’t a Bumiputera. (I do not want redundant comments about how Malaysia is screwed. People do nothing but whine, and whining isn’t changing anything unless it is to the right people.)
Can you live with yourself? All you people want is more money. A bigger car and bigger exhaust and more pollution. You earn more but you spend more, continuously comparing yourself to a richer person. Get… real. Come sit with me at a mamak.
Do you remember as a kid, wanting to be a doctor, teacher or engineer? Coming out clueless, taking a Mass. Comm. degree while still being clueless, and being clueless, going into say Public Relations or copywriting and promoting one sugary drink over another.
If you’re clueless what to do (and thus, would do anything) could you at least do something that is beneficial for humanity?
(I know some PR people who aren’t in such brainwashing schemes so this is not intended for any of my friends. Really. And kudos to those who keep it real.)
P.S. The winner for the fourth Guess That Trashcan is Steph again! Yes, it was at The Curve. I thought it was one of the easier, more distinct ones anyway.
